Blood Source Era

When the ritual of summoning and sacrifice has reached the end, the world has gradually changed.

The past and present have been overlapped at this time, it is in this city. An invisible barrier has been erected in the inner and outer worlds of the city walls.

As if the ancient **** had begun to build his own laboratory at this moment, the hearts of the people of the past and the present began to interweave at this time.

Aaron walked in the rainy night, and sometimes he suddenly felt very confused and looked up at the sky, because he always felt as if there was something over his head at this time.

But if he wants to find out what that thing is at this time, he is constantly observing himself but there is no way to perceive it mentally.

Because when he raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky, all he could see was darkness.

The rain is unlikely to stop tonight. Aaron still uses self-studied common sense to judge problems and think rationally about things.

It was just waiting until tomorrow morning when the day had become brighter, maybe the rain would still stop at this time, he could not see the moonlight at all.

Since this kind of thing will not be encountered at the beginning, why not worry and be alert to this kind of bad thing that has never existed from the beginning at the moment?

The situation itself does not have any other needs at all, it is worth people to hesitate too much about the problem, or to judge the problem.

Accepting such a realistic situation that I see in front of me seems to have become something very calm.

And when faced with the problems before us, why should there be any other value that does not need much for people to judge or think about?

Aaron couldn't understand what kind of changes it had in this city now, so he started to move towards his established goal, preparing to return to the Hunter Guild first.

At least we must first hear from some populations what they have changed tonight and their own understanding of the situation encountered tonight.

So for yourself, this is an effective thing that can deal with problems.

But just when he started taking his own actions, the problem had already started to happen at this time.

It was when he continued to walk toward the safer place in the city that should be strictly speaking, when he continued to walk, the heavy footsteps sounded in some passages that he had never seen.

It sounds so dull and slow, not at all like a normal human walking speed.

The surrounding conditions seem to be a little strange, this is Aaron, a very realistic situation he felt at this time.

So at this time, Aaron was ready to fight, and then planned to go around a big circle, and then come to see what it was like.

At this moment he suddenly heard the sound of sharp metal, piercing the sound of something, and then a deformed and dry body was kicked out of the darkness.

It was this thing, and there was no doubt that he was the heavy and dull footsteps he had just heard.

Aaron thought to himself that way, if this guy was killed, what was she killed for?

Shouldn't the situation be like the situation encountered on the surface, so simple, it was at this time that a guy wearing simple clothes came out of the shadows.

At first glance, I thought I saw an old man coming out of the painting.

Because Aaron had seen similar clothes in the large busts hanging in his family's castle.

The people wearing these clothes are actually their ancestors hundreds of years ago. It is impossible for anyone to still wear the style of these clothes hundreds of years ago.

But the guy in front of him was standing straight in front of him.

When Aaron was ready to fight, the guy who killed the monster turned his head and looked at Aaron in confusion, consulting his dark eyes.

"Are you dressed in fancy clothes coming for the night of the hunt tonight?"

She didn't make her own answer when faced with this kind of question from this guy, but she let her already loosen neckline because of her posture to fight, and let the Mithril necklace fall out come out.

Although the light is very faint, in this dark, Mithril itself seems to emit only a faint light.

The light fell into the eyes of the hunter who had just killed the monster in an instant. No one knew how many years the necklace of the president of the hunter's guild had been passed on.

But almost everyone knows clearly what kind of thing does it mean when he sees such an ornament?

The question raised before had already become something of no value at this time. At this time, he felt more and more curious about the identity of the young man in front of him.

"Are you human ?!" Aaron, he was preparing himself for the problem at the beginning of his time.

So he decided to ask what the other party's identity is, and then consider whether to answer the other party's question.

The other party looked slightly hesitant and silent at this moment, and then his eyes stared more and more at the necklace in front of Aaron's chest.

In the face of the rhetorical question raised by the other party, the other party did not make his own answer, and he was not willing to keep his eyes on him.

Soon, Aaron, he also noticed the action taken by the other party at this time, and what kind of gesture was facing the thing in front of him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Aaron noticed that the other party was watching Holding the necklace in front of his chest.

"Just like you saw it, I am the president of the Hunter Guild."

Finally, when Aaron admitted his identity frankly, this guy suddenly stepped back and jumped away.

Then he was ready to fight, raised his musket and pointed to Aaron's eyebrows, and in an instant, the atmosphere between the two became violent.

"I don't know you, and how can you, a guy in fancy clothes, be the president of the Hunter Guild?"

Faced with the attitude that this guy suddenly became so vigilant, Aaron didn't intend to express too much hesitation about the problem.

However, the current situation has become a reliable one that requires a clear explanation and answer.

Any other hesitation about the problem, or any other self facing an idea, has become an worthless thing.