Blood of the Hunting God

For example, the guy named Weilong, Bolin knew very well that the real strength of the opponent was actually much stronger than it seemed now, the premise was that if the opponent gave up that ridiculously brittle long knife that was actually difficult to use in actual combat.The slender samurai long sword is meaningless in the battle against monsters, and it is easy to break or be damaged due to the monster's own protection.But just for the inexplicable reason that this knife looks handsome and worthy of the name of a hero, Veron insisted on using this weapon to fight for several years.

Bolin can be [-]% sure that if Veron uses a normal weapon, he will definitely be able to become a first-class hunter like Tadif Solal, but he refuses to do so, even if he is in danger several times due to weapon damage, he still has no regrets .This kind of weird, unreasonable, and sick-brained place is actually a manifestation of a special feature of the hunter group.

I hope this time I can pass it safely.

Thinking like this, Bolin yawned again, and continued to move forward with the other three.

At the same time, at the end of the entire team, Baldwin put on a cloak and walked at the front of the team with his broken sword in his arms.Behind him, Luigi hung a freshly severed monster head on his waist, not minding the blood on his body at all.

"Do you have to make yourself smell bad?"

Natia Vida looked at Luid with a disgusted expression.

"I just smell wonderful."

Luigi grinned ugly.

As always, a loathsome guy that doesn't seem to have changed.

The somewhat helpless Natia Vida sighed, and then noticed that Vic, who was not far away, seemed to have been looking in a certain direction, with his brows furrowed and his expression preoccupied.

"Why, what did you find?"

She opened her mouth and asked the other party.

"...No, nothing."

Vic shook his head, looked away and continued on.

Probably, it's an illusion, right?

Chapter 37: Dead Silence

"Um……"

Alhazred raised his head and looked at the thick grass beside him.

"What's wrong, your expression looks like you've seen a ghost."

Fetris was carrying a backpack containing medical supplies, frowned and said to the mystic scholar beside her.

"Scholar, have you found anything?"

Anastas showed a somewhat curious expression. She more or less knew that the doctor who was always holding a skull candlestick was quite powerful, so she trusted his various words when walking in the wilderness.

"I'm not sure yet, but...it's really not a good feeling, just be careful on the road ahead."

The mystic scholar nodded slightly and said, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

[Black Beast] gave him an early warning signal, which meant that there was something malicious nearby that could threaten his life.

The other teams didn't send a signal, which means they didn't find anything abnormal?Under the circumstances that the security team and the rotation team on the periphery intercepted layer by layer, that malicious thing penetrated into the team, did it go directly to the vicinity?

Quietly, the skeleton candlestick hidden by Alhazred in his sleeve lit up.

In any case, my current team is an extremely important medical team in the entire hunting god team, and they cannot be lost.With the current situation of only about half of the distance, if too many doctors are lost, the road ahead will undoubtedly become extremely difficult.

Just, where will the enemy be?

Alhazred vaguely felt some invisible pressure.

"There's something wrong with this place."

Andre withdrew his gaze from observing the surroundings, and said to Aike beside him.

"I know, lads, get out the hammer and the knife and be on the lookout."

The frowning Aike said to Lodikon and Tommy behind him.

"Uncle Andrei, what happened?"

Abigail, who didn't know why, asked suspiciously.

"We've walked several kilometers, but we haven't seen a single filthy monster killed along the way, and we haven't received any information from other teams about encountering enemies."

Andre said in a deep voice, and the hand holding the hammer seemed to be a little harder.

"That is to say, we have traveled so far in this ghostly place like the Corruption Wilderness without encountering any enemies.

. "

"This is a very abnormal thing, and if it is abnormal, it means danger."

"I'm afraid we're in trouble next."

After the words fell, Andre didn't continue to say anything, but continued to move forward while being alert to the surrounding situation.

The same thing happened in other teams.

Everyone realized something was wrong, and everyone felt the invisible pressure.

Those terrifying monsters that were supposed to be active in the grass and attack the living have all disappeared without a trace now, as if the whole family had made an appointment to travel far away on this day, leaving only Give hunters a dead wilderness. "

The distance between the team and the Kamasa hills is shortening bit by bit.

And on this journey, there is still no trace of any monsters.

"Not right..."

Disma stopped and looked at the decaying grass around him.

"Nothing, it's not right, what happened to this ghost place?"

Disma, who was frowning tightly, clenched the gun and dagger in his hand a little irritably, and subconsciously exhaled long.

Above the wilderness, one can only feel the breath of deathly silence.

That's right, this feeling can only be described as dead silence.

It was as silent as if everything had died, not a single sound remained.

The hunter stopped in his tracks and looked around in the same way.

not found.

Everything seems to be still calm, still nothing.

But in this filthy wilderness, this is the most abnormal look.

"Go on."

William stretched out his hand to gently comfort the hound who was a little scared for some reason, and raised his head and said to the three people beside him.

"Staying here will only bring greater danger. We have already come here, so we can only move on."

There seemed to be a cold wind passing between the words, but the sound of the grass being blown could not be heard.

The hunter frowned slightly, he felt that something was staring at him, but he couldn't find the source of that line of sight.

Where will it be?

Subconsciously, he began to look for the source of his sight.

Front?

As far as the eye can see, there are only endless lush weeds.

Behind?

The road we passed was as silent as before, and nothing special could be seen.

So, is it around you?

Nothing unusual can be seen from the left and right, except for weeds or weeds, these tall grasses that are taller than people seem to be able to cover everything.Even though the hunter was confident that his senses would not be disturbed by these things, he still had to admit that he hadn't found the source of his vision.

Is it my own illusion?

Such an idea came to mind, but was quickly rejected.

Hunters don't believe in the so-called "illusion", or even if it is an illusion, they must be taken seriously in such a ghostly place.Especially now that I am in the squad and need to be responsible for other people's lives.Once a certain "illusion" caused casualties, the hunter absolutely could not accept that possibility.

Where will it be?

The hunter continued to observe the surroundings in silence.

Where would that line of sight be?

In silence, people are still moving forward, still marching on the dead wilderness.

The bright full moon hangs from high to slowly sinking, the surrounding light is gradually disappearing, and darkness begins to climb over the silent field. "

And this seemingly endless wilderness finally revealed something different at this time.

"There it is, Kamasa Hills."

In front of the line of sight, one can see one short mountain after another.

There is no vegetation on these mountains, all are bare stones, winding like blood vessels under the dark sky, giving people a strange sense of discomfort.

The grass was divided in front, as if there was an invisible force spreading here, causing the soil, weeds and bare stones to intertwine suddenly.Take one step and you're on the empty road of stone piles, one step back and you're back in the stinking fields of corruption.

"It actually came over safely..."

Disma seemed to be a little unbelievable about this development. He had been on guard against possible attacks along the way before, but now he realized that it might be useless, so his expression became ugly.

"At least it's good news. Well, there seems to be no problem ahead, so let's go and explore the road first to see if it's safe. It's getting dark, we have to find a place where we can make a fire and camp as soon as possible to rest." .”

While talking, William was preparing to walk out of the grass while leading the hound.

Then the hunter suddenly grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back into the grass.

"Hunter Lord?"

Somewhat startled, William stopped and grabbed the nape of the hound, which was eager to try, forcing him to stop

Come.

The hunter's move obviously caught everyone by surprise, but no one doubted the ability of this powerful warrior, so Disma and Tardif immediately stopped and took a few steps back to ensure that the four of them could form a simple formation to guard against incoming enemies from any direction.

"I found it……"

The hunter spoke quickly, speaking in a hoarse voice.

None of William, Disma, and Tardiff spoke, and waited silently for the hunter to continue.

"..."

Ah, must it be explained well?

Hunter, who was not good at language communication, showed a distressed expression, and sincerely missed the feeling of Abigail by his side.

But this is not the time to hesitate, so the hunter continued to speak after thinking for a while.

"Follow us... look at my stuff... I found it..."

"On top of..."

Stretching out his hand, the hunter vaguely pointed to the top of his head.

above?

Since they had been with the hunter for a while, the three of them, who somewhat understood each other's way of speaking, raised their heads together.

The dim, star-studded sky looked the same as usual.

"Just now... the moon is very bright, so... I don't know..."

The hoarse voice of the hunter continued to sound beside the three of them.

"But...it's getting dark now...I found out..."

"Those stars...are not stars..."

"Follow us... the ones staring at me... are the stars..."

Hunter, who was not good at language communication, tried his best to explain what he had discovered, and felt heartbroken from the bottom of his heart. He felt that the sum of all the words he said in more than ten chapters might not be as much as this chapter.

In the hunter's voice, William, who looked up at the starry sky above, thought about what the hunter wanted to express, and subconsciously looked at a star point in the slightly dim sky.

In an instant, the star point disappeared.

"Ok?"

When paying attention to the past, the star point has reappeared.