God-level Demon Hunter

"Immediately return the looted property, and I will do my best to help you on the right path! I, Casillas Burns, swear in the name of the knight apprentice!"

"I've had enough! Fuck you knight! Kill him!"

Three big men swung wooden sticks and rushed over.

There were staggered figures in the alley, a series of collisions and muffled sounds erupted, and a large amount of sweat fell onto the dirty ground.

In the first round of contact, Casillas, relying on his rich combat experience and continuous sword swing training, took the lead in abolishing one of the hooked nose's legs.

Surrounded by the fists, feet and sticks of the three of them for another ten seconds!

But the boy's body is not fully developed after all, and he has never received formal training, so two fists are no match for four hands.

second round.

The young man was shot in the right arm first, and then in the stomach.

His body froze for a moment in the severe pain.

The dark-skinned tattooed man took the opportunity to hit him on the side of the face with a wooden stick.

Dazzling blood gushed out of his forehead, also staining his vision red, and his body lay face to face like a kite with a broken string.

A certain invisible shackle suddenly shattered——

A scorching heat gushed out from all the limbs.

boom!

The bald man's arms were muscular, and he clenched the wooden stick with both hands, and slammed the boy on the back of the head from top to bottom.

"Whoosh-"

The bowstring buzzed, and a white light flashed in the air.

The lightning-like crossbow pierced through the bald head's waving arm, and the huge impact completely exploded his forearm muscles.

Shards of shattered bones and scarlet muscles scattered all over the sky.

In the distance, a dark figure jumped off the wall.

But don't wait for him to flash.

Boom!

A large crimson flame rose from the side wall of the alley, frantically licking the wall and the ground, enveloping the three hooligans in an instant.

Amidst the terrifying wailing, the three flaming figures fell to the ground and rolled madly.

But to no avail, the flames of magic power were like gangrene.

The wounded and fallen boy was like a sun spewing out endless light and heat.

Filling the entire alley, rising out of the wall, a ray of light illuminates and tears through the dark sky!

After three seconds.

The flames all retracted into the naked young body with its clothes burned.

Not far ahead, there were three cokes lying side by side that could barely make out the human form.

……

"Cassilias, determined to become a knight... is a powerful source of law that has not been trained."

Roy stared at the illegitimate son who had grown from a boy to a teenager.

His pupils were empty, and he felt inexplicably in a trance.

The sound of footsteps came from the alley.

A girl with a medicine basket, black hair tied into a ponytail, and a pretty face rushed in.

His eyes swept over the comatose young man on the ground, his face paled in an instant, he shouted for help, and nervously held him in his arms to check him up.

That demeanor is like a Huaichun girl who is worried about her lover.

Then, the thick fog returned, blocking all light around it, but this time it only lasted a few seconds.

An old and serious voice sounded from the fading fog.

……

"Cassilias, do you know why your uncles and aunts invited me here?"

"Because there is evil chaotic power hidden in my body, they are worried that I will not be able to control the power and hurt others."

"Let me correct you, chaotic energy is not inherently good or evil. What role it can play, whether it is good or evil, depends entirely on its manipulator."

The fog dissipated completely, and Roy came to a quiet garden.

An old man with white beard and hair, wearing a light blue mage robe, was talking with a sunny boy in a pavilion in the middle of the garden.

"I want to be a knight, a recognized knight, I have trained alone for seven years, I don't want to give up halfway!"

The old man with a broad forehead and deep eyes stroked his snow-white beard and said with a satisfied smile,

"You not only have first-class magical talent, but also a pure heart."

"Don't worry. The art of magic does not conflict with your ideals. And when the first landing happened, our ancestors sailed across the ocean to the land under our feet, and discovered and used magic for the first time. Having water gushing from the rocks near the landing site to feed the thirsty landers... saved countless lives."

"So, the original intention of magic is to save and educate the world."

"You mean that after studying with you, I can become a magic knight who can save the common people?"

"Having mastered magic, you can not only act chivalrously and fight crimes like a knight, but also solve the biggest threat to mankind at present-all kinds of dangerous monsters brought by the convergence of the heaven and the earth."

"What does celestial sphere confluence mean?"

"You'll understand later."

"Can I bring someone to listen with me?" A girl with black hair and a pretty face appeared in front of the boy, carrying a medicine basket.

The only one who recognizes himself.

"Of course there is no problem, but let me explain first that the aptitude of chaotic energy is one in a million. If she can't learn it, don't be too disappointed."

"Then I am willing to learn magic from you!" The young man took two steps back and bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Cassilias Burns, once you start the magic class, you have to make a break with the past."

"What do you mean?"

"You have to have a new name...as the name of the magic school." The old man's voice paused, and he stared at his face with piercing eyes. "How about Arzu?"

"Mr. Cosimo, from today onwards, my name will be Arzu!" The boy clenched his fists, his expression was firm, and his voice was loud.

Roy walked out of the fog, and what he saw and heard gave him a strong sense of space-time confusion!

This time the scene didn't disappear immediately.

He quickened his pace towards the two historical creators of the Witcher.

Chapter No.16 The Beginning of Everything

Roy glanced over the pair of master and apprentice who had just reached an agreement.

Casillas Burns/Alzur

Age: 14

……

Cosimo Malaspina

Age: 180

Status: Master Alchemist, Warlock

……

The legendary creator appears alive within reach, the fine hair on his face, the breathing between his mouth and nose, the slight body odor, the hair and beard fluttering in the wind, and the chaotic energy overflowing from his body, all are so clear and distinct Just like the real world...

Is this really an illusion?

"Who is Your Excellency?"

In the pavilion, the old man in a robe and with a fluttering white beard turned his head and looked at the unexpected visitor.

And the young Alzu was startled, he didn't notice that there was someone beside him at all.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you two." Roy bowed to the two of them and looked at the young man. "I just want to come over and say hello. We've met before, in the Burns family garden..."

Roy mentioned the last garden bullying incident.

Cosimo looked at the newly recruited disciple with doubts.

Alzu opened his mouth wide, rubbed his palms unconsciously on the rough surface of the stone pillar, observed the demon hunter's face repeatedly, shook his head,

"Your Excellency Roy recognized the wrong person, I don't remember where I saw you!"

"You remember correctly?"

"Teacher, since I was a child, I have the ability to never forget. As long as I meet people, I can remember them for a lifetime. But I have no impression of him." He muttered, "But he said By the way, I like to flip through the "Guide to the Virtues of Chivalry."

Why can't you remember me?

The reality of the scenes after the fog these few times is by no means comparable to the illusion.

He even thought he was back in the past,

First a good talk with Alzu as a child, and then as a teenager.

But why did he have no impression of himself, and did not have the so-called butterfly effect at all.

Roy couldn't understand.

But he felt that the answer to this question went straight to the core of the foggy world!

"Then I'm sorry, just treat it as a mistake." The witcher said regretfully.

"Why don't you come in and have a chat? There are not many humans who control the energy of chaos in the world. Since they met, it is a kind of fate." The old man smiled and invited warmly.

Roy nodded and sat on the stone bench opposite the two.

"May I ask... are you from the east of the Blue Mountains?" Cosimo's vicissitudes of life glanced at his clothing, physical signs, and the chaotic energy around him that was as light as a tulle.

"The old man asks himself that he has a lot of knowledge, but he doesn't remember the north and south, where people are dressed like your Excellency, with special enchanted leather armor and double swords, wearing silver beast amulets, magic potions, and silver-gray vertical pupils."

Roy felt a sense of wonder.

The creator of the Demon Hunter actually questioned his identity.

But he was right when he thought about it again. At this point in history, they hadn't been created yet.

He had an interesting idea.

"I live in the north, and I started wandering around without a fixed place a long time ago. The world is so vast, it's not surprising that Master Cosimo hasn't seen me."

"Are your eyes born like this? Are you a natural controller of chaotic energy?"

"Same as me?" Arzu immediately felt that the stranger who suddenly broke in was much more pleasing to the eye.

"On the contrary, I have been artificially transformed and mutated..." Roy grinned at the two of them, and said frankly, "From an ordinary person, I became a little bit" magical talent, with two swords , learned a few insignificant spells, traveled around the world, and dealt with monsters, water ghosts, ghouls, and high-level vampires that attack and kill humans. You should know that the world is very chaotic and dangerous, and many of them are fatal to ordinary people. evil existence."

"Reformation, mutation?" Cosimo keenly caught the key point in his words, and a blazing fire flashed in his eyes, "This is somewhat similar to the project of the Brotherhood of Warlocks in Risberg Castle."

"Killing monsters? Acting chivalrously," Arzu blushed slightly with excitement, as if he had found a like-minded companion, "Isn't it chivalry?!"

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"Master Cosimo, did you mention Risberg's renovation project?" Roy interrupted the two of them and asked with great interest,

"Your Excellency is so frank, it would be too petty for the old man to cover up... Let's talk." The old man stroked his white beard and said, "A group of mages, with the support of the Northern Brotherhood of Warlocks, carried out mutations and treatments for ordinary humans." Transformation experiments, trying to make ordinary people possess magical aptitude to deal with the dark monsters all over the world, and even become powerful thugs."

"It's a pity that there has been no progress so far. The fate of the experiment participants...is horrible."

"Ah, they're all dead?" Arzu interjected.

"Well, there is no survivor..." Cosimo looked at the demon hunter, "So your Excellency claims that you have passed the transformation and mutation is no less than a miracle... If it is convenient, how about a deal, and give away the secret of your success ..."

Roy smiled, thought for a while, and said that sentence without reservation. At first, Lei Suo told him the insight of the creator of the witcher.

"Time will demand a price, and the aged clay is getting harder and harder. Adults cannot be transformed, but can only collapse into slag. Only young lives have 'plasticity'."

plasticity?