God-level Demon Hunter

Cosimo Manaspina shuddered all over, propped his chin with his hands, sat on the stone bench, and fell into a contemplative state as if in a daze.

And Roy looked at Arzu again.

"Boy, are you still being beaten? Are you still meddling in order to gain the approval of others?"

"Ah, how do you know so clearly? Could it be that we have met before, but I forgot you?" Arzu frowned, with a look of seeing a ghost,

"Please answer me."

The mist slowly surged up from around the pavilion, covering Cosimo who was thinking,

"I will spend my whole life practicing it..." Alzu's firm words became intermittent in the mist.

"So does anyone recognize you?"

"Liliana..." The young voice was a little more shy, "The first person to recognize me not only saved my life, but also supported my actions without reservation, and had loftier and greater ideals than mine. "

The voice fell to the ground...

Thick fog obscures everything.

Roy sat in this chaotic mist, sighing endlessly.

Regardless of whether what he is experiencing is real or not, it is all related to Arzu, the creator of the demon hunter.

He has one more goal in mind.

He wants to witness history in this mysterious mist, and find out how Arzu's life changed.

And how to get the pieces?

The mist is dense, and soon another scene.

……

A handsome young man with short curly black hair and a pink-faced, peach-cheeked woman with beautiful eyes and a medicine basket by her knees were sitting by the clear stream, letting the water soak their ankles.

The girl stirred the water comfortably with her fair little feet, her jet-black hair reflected the bright sunlight, and the smile on her face was sweet and moving, while the man lowered his head, frowning.

"Arzu... I finally met you, you should be happy!" The girl touched his side face affectionately with her hand covered in stream water, "I like to see you smile, what are you unhappy about?" Listen to me!"

"Liliana... I just learned from my teacher that due to the transformation of chaotic energy, warlocks can live for a long time..."

"How long has it been?" The girl tilted her head, leaned on his shoulder, and exhaled playfully into his ear,

"A few lives of ordinary people, no, maybe ten lives." Arzu suddenly turned pale, stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and hugged her shoulder tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, so hard that the girl slightly Choking, "I'm worried, do you understand?"

The girl pursed her lips, leaned in his arms, looked up at him,

"Speaking of it, it's all because I'm too stupid and have no talent... I can't learn magic with you. But isn't there an old saying that no matter how long you live, as long as you have ideals, your life will not be wasted."

"It's not enough." Arzu murmured to himself with his arms around its fragrant shoulders, young people's love troubles appeared on his heroic and handsome face, "I can't imagine how life will be without you by my side in the future. "

"You think too far, am I living well now? As long as I am still here, I will miss you and pray for you."

"Don't worry, just smile and be happy, how is your magic?"

"The teacher said that I am a rare genius." Alzu swung the five fingers of his left hand flexibly like plucking the strings of a piano, and suddenly a huge vortex appeared in the middle of the gurgling stream.

A crystal clear water polo the size of a sandbag emerged from the vortex and hovered in front of the two of them.

With Alzu's finger moving, it quickly transforms into various animal forms, such as dogs, sheep, cows, snakes... It's like a wonderful magic trick.

"Liliana, the energy of chaos is too powerful. I have only learned magic for ten years."

"The scum and dregs of society who were able to beat me viciously in the past can now be dealt with with one finger."

"It's only now that I know that it's so simple to act chivalrously and fight for justice."

The young man's face glowed, showing a confidence that he never had before.

But the enthusiasm and stubbornness that he had when he was beaten up by a few unknown soldiers in the past gradually extinguished like a smoldering fire under the embers.

"It's a good thing." The woman joked, "You won't be beaten up like before, with your nose and face bruised, and you will be unconscious in the gutter, waiting for me to treat your injuries."

"No, Liliana, I will always need you..." Arzu quickly stared at her eyes with brown eyes, and held her left hand to hold his chest, "You mean to me as much as in the story. As I said, the haven of the soul, without your company and encouragement, I would have given up a long time ago, just dawdling around like my cousins."

The woman smiled slightly, leaning her face against his chest,

"Keep talking about the Brotherhood of Warlocks."

"No one in the fraternity discriminated against me or insulted my origin. Most of them respected me, or respected talent and hard work. I no longer needed to desperately seek approval from others."

"But the more I know about magic, the more I feel small. There are countless evils, injustices, grievances in the world, and I can never solve them by myself."

"The higher-ups in the Brotherhood of Warlocks seem to have seen my ideals, and began to invite Mr. Cosimo and me to Risberg together to help them study the human mutation transformation plan and deal with monsters."

"Ah?" Liliana pulled his sleeve nervously, "You agreed?"

"No. I remember you said that if you want to torture a group of people and sacrifice a group of people in exchange for the happiness of others, it is wrong from the root."

"I don't want to torture those innocent experimenters. Teacher Cosimo respects my opinion... He also believes that the results of mutation experiments may be stolen and abused in war."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully at him,

"Is your work going well?" Alzu touched the girl's hair lovingly,

"The 'endless war' is still going on, and a large number of wounded soldiers are sent to the temple hospital every day... In addition, the number of monsters continues to increase, and evil spirits and ghouls attack humans more and more frequently "There was a sparkle in the girl's eyes, and she said worriedly, "The Temple Hospital is fully loaded from morning to night, there are no beds in the hospital, and some wounded have to make floor beds in the yard, the ground is cold and hard , the air is not good, there is a mess of wailing everywhere, and every day, several people are too seriously injured to be healed...and are thrown into the morgue..."

"But I'm just an ordinary doctor, and I can't change the situation." The woman was emotional, with a trace of self-blame on her pretty face, she grabbed the man's hand suddenly, and changed her voice, "Do you still remember our ideal?"

"Of course... I have taken it as my creed - to create a safer world, free our compatriots from all the monsters that lurk in the shadows."

"Very well, Arzu. Always remember, you are my hope."

"By the way, I have something for you."

Arzu took out a fingernail-sized badge from the lapel, the lifelike lilies bloomed delicately, and the chaotic energy glowed on the silver surface,

"Try it on, don't take it off anyway, it will protect you."

"Ah."

The stream is not far away.

The eyes of the witcher hiding in the bushes became blurred again, and the surging mist led him elsewhere again.

……

The sky was cloudy, and the rain was woven into a silver curtain, covering the outskirts of wild grass, a cemetery.

In the hazy drizzle, Arzu, whose face has become mature, with a short beard on his chin, and full of sadness, and Cosimo, who still has a white beard and is full of the demeanor of a wise man, stand in front of a tombstone.

A lily bush was wet with rain and dying.

"How did it happen?"

"When she went to the outskirts to gather medicine, she rescued a man who was attacked by a ghoul... The man survived, but she herself disappeared..." Arzu said in a daze.

"Where's her amulet?"

Arzu was stunned for a while, squatting down, gently stroking the tombstone with one hand, and lying in the open palm of the other hand was a lily badge with a broken corner, "This little fool, you hurt the badge who protected him from the minions of the ghouls."

"It's ridiculous that so far that man has never come to the grave to worship once."

"I can't figure it out." Alzu looked at the tombstone with a smile, and tears rolled out of his eyes unconsciously. A kind of indescribable pain, grievance, and anger rose with the blood and penetrated deep into the bone marrow. "She said that if you want to sacrifice a People, in exchange for another person's happiness, are very wrong."

"Why hurt yourself, hurt me, to save a man who has never met and doesn't know how to be grateful!"

"Is it worth it?" He asked towards the tombstone, his flushed face was burning with anger, and all the emotions he had poured into him before disappeared into nothingness.

Suddenly bowing his head, anger immediately turned into self-blame and depression,

"Why, I wasn't with her at the time? Didn't expect her to be in danger?"

"I'm an incompetent trash!"

boom!

The left fist hit the ground fiercely, the smooth skin cracked, and glaring blood slipped from the back of the hand along the front of the fist.

"People cannot be resurrected after death, sorry, Alzu. Becoming a warlock means that you will experience many times of life and death."

"But Liliana is not yet 30 years old! She should have lived!" He yelled unwillingly,

"I understand your feelings, but don't hate the wrong person. Neither that man nor you are the culprit." Cosimo patted his shoulder and comforted him gently, "The source is the monster."

"Without that ghoul, the tragedy would not have happened."

No ghouls?

Alzu gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and wiped away the liquid on his face, whether it was tears or rain,

Look at the lily emblem in the palm of your hand.

Liliana's pure and flawless face emerged among the flowers, and her immature but firm words echoed in her mind——

Alzu, I want to create a safer world, rid people of all monsters that lurk in the shadows!

"Impossible, it can't be achieved by fighting alone..." he sobbed, growling in a low voice, "I just learned magic for a while... woo... You're gone... You're not here gone."

"What do you say, child?"

"Teacher, I'm going to Risberg to participate in mutation experiments. She has already demonstrated to me that sometimes, sacrifice is inevitable."

"Have you thought about it clearly? The transformation experiment has not made any progress so far, and you can pass the psychological test?"

"I want to continue her 'unfinished business'! But obviously, it is impossible to wipe out all the monsters by alone, wandering around like a madman, and you are not enough."

"I need help...if I don't have one," he squeezed the badge tightly, the hard edges and corners sank into the flesh and blood of his palm, and the glaring blood slid down the tiger's mouth to the tombstone, "I will create it myself!"

……

In the hazy mist, a medium-sized castle stood on the rock wall, the walls were painted in bright colors, there were four tall towers and some beautifully decorated small turrets.

Chapter No.17 The First Demon Hunter

through the fog.

Lesso of the Viper School appeared in a small room in a dark castle. Empty boxes, blankets, pots and pans, and barrels were messily displayed on the four walls.

In the corner of the room, a thin and small boy in a gray linen coat like a prisoner stood on the barrel with his back to him, struggling to tiptoe, grasping the iron fence by the window above the wall, looking through the iron fence, greedy staring at the bright sky outside the window.

"What are you doing, boy!"

The low, husky voice startled the boy so much that he almost fell off the barrel.

In the next second, his body was stretched into a wooden stick, his palms pressed against his thighs, he lowered his head and stared at his toes, but quickly raised his head to glance at the intruder, his eyes were clever and sly.

"Sorry! Teacher, I didn't hide here on purpose... I know I was wrong, please forgive me once!"

"What teacher?"

The bald-headed man slowed down his tone, squeezed out an ugly smile on his stiff poker face, and spread his hands, indicating that he was not malicious, with an expression like a bloated and naive grizzly bear.

The boy held his chest and let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at the bald man like a little adult, "You thief, bald man, where did you come in from? Get in through a crack in the window?"

"Name..." Lesso emphasized.

"Hmph! Ivar!"

Swah——

The big man's complexion suddenly changed, his cheeks tensed, his eyes stared like two amber lanterns, a terrifying light like a knife flashed across the boy's long and thin face with a pointed chin.

A little familiar.

I can vaguely see the outline of Ivar in my memory, but instead of the iconic pair of evil eyes, I have popular brown eyes and single eyelids.

The boy was startled by him, retreated to the corner, crossed his arms in front of his chest in a defensive posture, stared at the bald man,

"It's your turn! What's your name?"

"Leso...what is this place?"

The boy's expression became more and more surprised, "Risberg Castle."

"how is this possible……"

The bald man muttered to himself and fell into deep thought. He went back to Risberg hundreds of years ago, and met the arrogant Grandmaster Ivar in his childhood?

Am I daydreaming?

"Why don't you talk anymore?"

"Ivar, how did you get here?"