Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Son of Miracle..."

"Time is running out for this world."

The holy voice lingered and gradually disappeared into the void.

The ritual of the girl, the pregnant woman and the old woman also "burned" to the end at this moment, leaving a pile of ashes.

Looking at the statue of Meliteli, which had restored its original broken appearance under the flickering candlelight, Ailin had a very strong premonition.

Even if the hidden ritual of Meliteli was arranged again, the goddess could not be summoned again, at least not in the near future.

【She lied to you. 】

The pregnant woman's scolding tone suddenly flashed in his mind, and he gently touched the place on his forehead where the goddess had kissed him.

"What did you lie to me?" He looked up at the cute girl statue, tilted his head and frowned to recall.

Wait!

Ailin thought of something, and his azure cat pupils suddenly shrank.

【The divine power that survived due to the intersection of the celestial spheres is only enough to complete one thing, the blessing of harvest or the holy shield and holy power? 】

"Only one thing can be accomplished..."

"Could this kiss be the blessing of harvest?!!"

He opened the Demon Hunter's Notes with a short breath.

[Treasure chests: Ain El's treasure chest*18, Warlock's treasure chest*18, Spike Demon's treasure chest*5, Giant Ghoul's treasure chest*5, Ghoul's treasure chest*5, Corruption Demon's treasure chest*5]

The thought moved.

[Do you want to open the Ghoul's treasure chest*5? ]

According to the usual practice, Aylin was about to experiment with a low-level treasure chest.

"No!"

The thought suddenly shrank as if it had hit an iron nail.

"What if the blessing of harvest is piecework instead of timed, wouldn't it be a big loss to waste it on the Ghoul's treasure chest?" Aylin thought.

He never thought of saving strength before a battle that he was not sure of, that was disrespectful to his own life.

Anyway, these treasure chests must be opened tonight.

Aylin made up his mind and took a deep breath.

"Praise to the Mother of All Things, the God of Fertility, Harvest and Childbirth, the Guardian of the Eternal Maiden, Mother and Old Woman..."

After the daily prayer for good luck, he added:

"I hope the cutscene will let me see the white frost!"

[Ding! Ain El's Treasure Box*18 is opened]

The dazzling golden light burst out from the elf-style treasure box with branches and leaves entwined in the first moment after the demon hunter system prompt sounded.

Then.

There was a continuous golden light.

Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, purple, gold... purple, blue, white,...

Nine gold, two purple, three blue and four white!

"It is indeed a harvest blessing!" Ailin clenched his fists excitedly, and was also scared in a cold sweat.

From gold to purple to blue and white...

Obviously, the harvest blessing is indeed as he expected, like a kind of energy, which will be consumed in the opening of the box again and again.

Last time, the treasure chests of nine one-eyed ghost spirits had eight gold and one purple, but they had not yet reached the limit of consumption.

I have to say, this is quite reasonable.

"Fortunately, I didn't use the ghoul treasure chest to pad my luck, otherwise I would have really lost a lot..." He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Although according to the rules, the gold quality of the treasure chests of the monsters in the Demon Hunter world is mostly the recipes in "The Witcher 3", and the prize pool is actually not much different.

Only the alien creatures such as the Water Ghost King and the one-eyed ghost spirit that came through the intersection of the celestial sphere seem to have a unique prize pool.

Although this is a bit strange, after all, most of the monsters in the Demon Hunter world are actually from other worlds in the final analysis.

But Ain El conquered all realms. As the big boss in the original book and the game, can he really be considered a monster in the Demon Hunter world?

[Ding! It is detected that the quality of the treasure chest meets the requirements of gold/gold, the quantity meets the requirements of 9/7, and the type meets the requirements of system props/system props. Do you want to merge the treasure chest? 】

"Hmm?"

"Not a skill anymore?"

Aylin looked at the changes in the system prompt with some doubt, but after thinking about it, he chose to confirm.

The next second.

The treasure chest in front of him burst out with golden light, and the light trembled almost at the same time.

Then, under the huge force, like mutually repelling magnets, it resisted and trembled and slowly moved towards the center, while the other treasure chests were repelled to the edge.

The seven golden lights got closer and closer, until finally, they almost overlapped.

The center of the bright light seemed to be unable to withstand some powerful force and suddenly collapsed into a black hole.

The seven golden treasure chests suddenly stopped for a moment at this moment.

They were sucked into the black hole in an instant.

However, unlike the time when the beast roar was opened, the dazzling crimson light almost dissipated at the same time as the golden treasure chest entered the black hole.

"Sure enough, the last time was special," he thought, "The sound of chains behind the black hole and the ominous and violent roar are not the normal cutscenes of the treasure chest seven-in-one..."

Then the question is...

Who is the roaring master locked by the chains?

The Way of Beast Roar was "robbed" from it by the Demon Hunting Notes. Is this road related to the roaring master?

What exactly is the Demon Hunting Notes?

...

The torrent of thoughts surged in his mind, and the red light emitted by the black hole gradually disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, everything in front of Ailin dimmed, making him come back to his senses and focus on everything in front of him.

"Thump~thump~thump~"

The sound of rapid horse hooves sounded in his ears, and he galloped in the deepest darkness.

"How many people are left?" Someone asked beside him.

He tilted his head.

On the right is a man wearing a brown-red and gray-blue leather mage robe. A huge sapphire, shining with charming blue light, is embedded in the collar, and the black cloak is flapping behind him.

He rides a skeletal horse burning with green flames, holds a beautifully carved scepter, and points forward.

Following the blue filaments projected from the scepter, Aylin discovered that there was a blue cone-shaped magic barrier around him.

It's protecting them, and what's behind them...

"Thirteen, Lord Avallac'h, forty-one clan members have disappeared..."

"If we can't find the 'door' anymore, we will eventually be swallowed up by hoarfrost..."

Aelin heard himself "say".

The two wild hunters were communicating with each other using mental fluctuations, and "Ai Lin's" tone was extremely cold, not at all as urgent as the words suggested.

Avallac'h... hoarfrost...

Hoarfrost!

They are being chased by Hoarfrost!

Frost is behind me!

Aylin tried his best to turn his head and look behind him, but behind him there were only skeleton horses that were also galloping, breathing green flames, and a normal elf-looking Wild Hunt on top.

Behind Wild Hunt is a blue magic barrier.

His sight range was only within the barrier, and beyond the barrier was darkness that seemed to be substantial.

"What are they doing?" Aylin didn't understand.

It is said that Bai Shuang is chasing after him, and some people are being swallowed up one after another.

But the barrier is very stable, without any appearance of being consumed or attacked, as if there is a dark ocean outside the barrier, and they are land creatures that rely on this blue bubble.

And whether it was Avallac'h or the thirteen Ain El behind him, they all gritted their teeth and tried their best to drive the skeleton horse.

But the mood is quite stable, and it seems that everything is taken for granted.

"Um."

Avallac'h snorted lightly and continued to ride at the front, holding the scepter.

"Hold on... Naked in the spiral, it will only be anchored by the hoarfrost. You know that Tir Na Lea will not accept the traces left by the hoarfrost..."

"Kacha~Kacha~"

The faint sound was not drowned out by the galloping horses' hooves.

Avallac'h's voice paused.

Aylin followed the sound and saw a Wild Hunt in the center of the team.

It was a very young male, Ain El, with the face of a teenager.

"Kacha~Kacha~"

A subtle blue light shone all over his body, and the skin exposed outside the armor reflected a gem-like luster.

"Sorry."

He smiled with relief and quickly handed the cone wrapped in smooth cloth in the saddle bag to the nearest Wild Hunt.

The Wild Hunt accepted it silently.

At this moment, except for Avallac'h, who was still maintaining the magic barrier, all the Wild Hunt looked at him, as if they were witnessing, and they seemed to be mourning.

"Glory to the Alder People!!!"

He roared loudly and with such force that veins appeared.

Then he pulled the reins suddenly, turned around, and galloped towards the darkness as thick as silt.

Layers of crystal light flakes peeled off from his exposed skin and danced, making him extremely beautiful.

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"Tir na Lea is inscribed with your glory!"

The Wild Hunt put his right hand on his chest, bowed his head and said a silent greeting, and then continued to follow Avallac'h as he flew through the darkness.

His emotions were cold and inhuman.

"Bang~"

Aylin faintly heard the sound of glass breaking behind him, but the wild hunting around him seemed to be undecided, or maybe they were used to it.

"How many people are left?" The same question came from beside him.

"Twelve, Lord Avallac'h, forty-two tribesmen have disappeared..."

"I can't find the 'door' anymore..."

Aylin heard himself pause, and said in a suppressed tone:

"We will eventually be swallowed up by hoarfrost..."

…

Aelin was silent.

The inexplicable horror and tragedy captured him.

The same scene has been repeated forty-two times...

No wonder both "himself" and Avallac'h spoke in such indifferent tones.

Next.

The same scene was repeated five times, with the same lines changed only a few words.

Some intervals are long and some are short.

He almost forgot how long he had been in this space that Avallac'h called a "spiral", but it was completely different from the "spiral" he had seen.

The road ahead is always so dark and unchanged, as if the goal they pursue is always out of reach.

If it weren’t for the saddlebags of the remaining Wild Hunt becoming more and more bulging, the sound of horse hooves behind them becoming less and less, and the mental fluctuations between "Aelin" and Avallac'h becoming weaker and weaker...

He may even think that he is trapped in a repeating cycle.

"What on earth is this systematic prop?" In extreme boredom, Aylin couldn't help but think wildly.

Then at a certain moment he suddenly came to his senses.

"How many people are left?" The same question came from beside him.

"Five, Lord Avallac'h, forty-nine tribesmen have disappeared..."

"Can't find it anymore..."

"Aelin's" tone suddenly paused, and he let out a sigh of relief: "I'm sorry, Lord Avallac'h."

"Bai Shuang caught up with me..."

Aylin:?

Who did you say you caught up with?

He suddenly woke up from the dull and boring depression, as if he had been poured a basin of ice water on the frozen world.

"Erin" quickly unloaded several bulging saddle bags and threw them to the remaining three wild hunters.

"Glory to the Alder People!!!"

Before Erin could react, "Erin" roared, twisted the reins, and rushed into the darkness behind him at high speed.

At the same time.

The pain of slow slicing came.

Erin found that "his" exposed skin was "frozen" into ice crystals, and then flew into bright blue light spots.

This is definitely not normal freezing, because people who are frozen to death will feel hot all over their bodies, rather than the pain of every piece of skin being cut all over their bodies.

"Ah——"

Unprepared Erin was stimulated by this torture and instinctively cried out in pain, and immediately wanted to exit this cutscene.

But then he thought, behind the magic barrier, it was the white frost he had been thinking about.

Besides, even the wild hunter could endure this pain, so why couldn't he, a demon hunter who had experienced the torture of the Green Grass Trial?

"Tir Na Lia, engrave your glory!"

The sad whisper of the Wild Hunt came from behind.

"Da Da Da~"

The sound of horse hooves echoed.

Alin clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into the flesh, using the pain to distract the pain.

The two azure cat pupils shrank into a line, staring at the barrier and the darkness behind the barrier.

"Puff~"

Accompanied by the sound of bubbles bursting, the skeleton horse under Alin's crotch jumped out of the magic barrier.

In an instant.

A dazzling blue covered his eyes.

"Ding!"

The cold prompt sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

But Alin didn't care. In the severe pain that was not much different from the Green Grass Trial, he tried his best to open his eyes.

The dazzling quickly got used to.

Alin saw a long black corridor, spiraling up, with a bottomless hole in the middle.

Spiral!

This is a spiral!

However, unlike what Ailin had seen before, there were countless exquisite paintings hanging on the dark wall on one side of the spiral here... No... It should be countless windows, and it extended all the way to the bottom of the spiral.

Flying white frost blew in from these windows, carrying white light, as if trying to dispel the darkness in this spiral.

"Crack~"

At this moment, the skeleton horse under him suddenly fell down, and the center of gravity was unbalanced.

This made Ailin's perspective tremble violently.

I don't know why.

At this moment, Ailin suddenly had a flash of inspiration, looking far away, and his attention quickly focused on one of the "windows" that was very far away.

Then...

The "window" emitting intense white light...

Blinked...

"Ding Ding Ding——"

The system prompt sound, like crazy, rang in his ears...

That... what... was...

His mind seemed to be frozen, and his consciousness turned rapidly and stagnated, but at the same time, the pain in his body became clearer.

"Crack!"

The pain of tearing and breaking came from his limbs.

His arm rolled on the ground, the black iron boot left his ankle, and his thigh broke into three pieces, revealing pink frosty flesh and pale bones...

As the world spun, his eyes suddenly went black, then white.

He... fainted.