God-level Demon Hunter

You can actively activate this ability, the bonus effect is doubled, but the physical energy consumption is also doubled, and this state lasts for at least 30 seconds.

Alchemy Lv1

Grace of the Wind (Passive Solidification)

profession:

Demon Hunter Lv4 (1305/2000)

Stage: Apprentice (next stage: pass 1 trial of green grass, hunt and kill 10/10 kinds of magical creatures, and will advance to a junior demon hunter)

School: Viper

Occupational characteristics:

main attribute...

Bound Weapons: You have bound Hand Crossbow - Gabriel, Steel Sword - Guwesir, Silver Sword - None

full recovery...

Loot Package: 2 cubes.

Remaining: 1 skill point.

After a month of hormonal catalysis and a lot of training, his swordsmanship has finally started, and the attributes that were originally immobile have also been slightly increased.

But that's not enough!

Roy focused his mind on the "+" after meditation, and with a thought, the skill point changed from 1 to 0, and the information in the template rippled like water waves——

Meditation Lv2→Lv3

Constitution: 6.6→7.1

Health: 66 → 71

Spirit: 6.5→7

The heat flowed through all the limbs, and once again, he lay on the bed and squinted his eyes to enjoy the "body massage" comfortably, and opened his eyes after 5 minutes.

It's time to fight for an upgrade.

Roy quietly left the temple, and set out for the back mountain along the weedy and winding stone road just like a few days ago... Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees whirled, and the north wind whimpered softly. With the trembling wrist, a cold light was drawn in mid-air.

He was thinking about what kind of traps to set up so that he could catch animals more efficiently. In his sight, a big man of Angzang suddenly appeared on the forest path in front of him.

The big man squatted with a burly body, his bald head reflected the faint moonlight, and his amber pupils locked on him from afar.

"Little ghost, it's just in time, I was just about to find you."

"Leso, you didn't go to Sister Nanick's? Why are you stuck here?" Roy moved his nose, and obviously smelled a faint smell of blood, and there were faint spots of blood on the big man's leather armor.

He thought of a possibility.

The demon hunter hooked his hands, turned around in silence and walked into the dark woods. One minute later, the two came to a clearing surrounded by several alder trees...

The boy's breathing was stagnant - five wild dogs with mottled fur were lying side by side on the ground piled up with dead branches and leaves, the chest and abdomen rose and fell slightly, and their long snouts exhaled white air in the cold night.

Half of the legs and feet were broken, exposing the bone stubble, and there was a bloody sword wound on the other half of the fur, and the wound smelled of paralyzing poison.

They all fell into a coma and lost the ability to resist.

"Lesso, are you...preparing this for me?" Roy recalled the conversation that day, looking at the demon hunter with complicated eyes, he didn't expect the other party to do this - to kill a It is not difficult to kill wild dogs, but it is quite troublesome technical work to capture it alive.

I don't know how much time the witcher spent.

The boy's lips moved, planning to say something.

"Little ghost, don't say a lot of sensational things like a bitch..." The demon hunter slowly wiped the steel sword and the blood on his body with a blue cloth, "Quickly, kill them!"

"You must devote all your energy to training, and I will do the rest—every night from now on, I will prepare 'prey' for you until the harsh conditions are met, allowing you to reproduce the miracle in the mine." The demon hunter looked at the figure of the young man who raised his sword, and said in a deep voice, "The only thing I ask of you is to survive the grass trial, and don't let the painstaking efforts of me, Oakes, and Serritt go to waste!"

He sighed again, "I made an exception, but only for this period of time... Killing animals, monsters, and humans is for the purpose of survival, not to prevent an uncertain death."

"Understood." The young man also rejected the way of upgrading the fake hand to others. This was Roy's killing, not others.

But now is not the time to be pretentious. The bright Gouwishire streaked across the night sky, and in the woods under the moonlight, there was a series of sounds of sharp knives piercing into flesh,

"Kill wild dogs, experience +10"

"Kill wild dogs, experience +10..."

From this day on, everything develops according to Roy's ideal state, swordsmanship and crossbow shooting training, demon hunter trials, gaining experience——

A long life has allowed the demon hunter to master skilled hunting skills. He brings a wide variety of prey, sometimes wild dogs, sometimes a few rabbits, a nest of mice, poisonous snakes, wild boars... as little as [-] or [-] years of experience Points, up to a hundred points, on average, there are about fifty points a day, and the experience can be accumulated in less than half a month.

……

There are occasional waves in the regular and peaceful life.

A month after Roy came to the temple, the "untiring" old nun Nennike put forward a new requirement—the boy must attend the prayers in the temple... He escaped most of the morning mass, but he couldn't escape the evening prayer.

"Sister Nancy, don't waste your efforts, you know, the witcher only believes in the 'Goddess of Fate'."

Roy said helplessly that although he admired the charity of the priestess of the temple to save the world, as a person who advocated freedom, he did not believe in any gods and would never be bound by faith.

In fact, the vast majority of demon hunters are not too interested in the gods and keep a respectful distance, but there are also a few who are "naturalized" by missionaries.

In Roy's memory, there was a demon hunter of the Flying Lion Monster School named Modeng who "repented" and threw himself into the arms of the Prophet Rebiuda. The blueprints all sank into the pool, completely cut off the entanglement with the past, and became a disciple of Lebioda.

He will receive the blueprint in the future, and he must not let the treasure remain dusty for too long.

Nannick's attitude was unwavering.

"You live in the temple to enjoy the grace of the goddess. You must pay due respect to the goddess. As a blood-stained demon hunter, you should piously understand the kindness of the goddess and eliminate the anger in your heart."

The two walked through the quiet hallway of the temple all the way to the spacious hall of the temple. Among them were hundreds of priests, believers, and students wearing uniform gray dresses, kneeling quietly on the ground with folded hands, facing the front of the main hall. A statue recites prayers.

The afterglow of the setting sun coated everyone's cheeks with a layer of holy radiance, as if the statue in front of them was their master and creator, and even the very young children were surprisingly devout.

Facing this situation, Roy has another idea—"God" is just a different-dimensional creature similar to a demon, but it only holds power beyond the ordinary level.

The priests of the temple herd believers for the "gods". In exchange, the gods protect the priests and give them strength, or perform miracles, but there have been no miracles in this world for decades.

However, as the center of Meritelli's belief in the north, the temple of Elland must have some inconceivable features.

This thought lingered in the boy's mind, and he couldn't help but turn his gaze to the trinity statue in front of the girl, pregnant woman, and old woman. On the statue where everyone bowed down, his eyes became as deep as stars.

Meritelli Statue

Holy Incarnation·Faith Vessel

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The young man who was observing suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and a strong sense of crisis emerged spontaneously—in the dark, the statue of a pregnant woman facing him opened his eyes and cast a glance at him.

Golden pupils.

Majestic, magnificent, profound...

In an instant, his thoughts seemed to be pulled out by an invisible hand, floating away from the ceiling of the temple, from the unattainable holy mountain to the endless sea, and finally deep into the dark and deep void of the universe.

He trembled all over, like falling into an ice cave!

But that glance lasted less than a thousandth of a second, and the statue closed its eyes.

The young man let out a muffled grunt, clutching his chest and panting like a cow. Prosperous cold sweat slid down his skin. Every muscle and even the ends of his fingers trembled uncontrollably. His body felt a huge sense of weakness from the inside out.

"drop--"

The ground was stained with a drop of bright red. Roy reached out to touch it, and scorching blood gushed out of his nose, staining his mouth and chin red.

He desperately covered his mouth and nose and glanced at the crowd. The believers still prayed selflessly that nothing unusual was found, so they fled back to the bedroom in a hurry.

After a long time, after stopping the nosebleed and regaining his calm through meditation, Roy sank into his personal template——

Life: 30/71 (shock), that insignificant glance cut off more than half of his health!

"What are the golden eyes? Could it be—"

This thought only flashed in his mind, he didn't dare to delve into it further, he felt a strong vigilance in his heart,

"Never observe any items related to gods, at least until I have enough power!"

Chapter 31 Trials

The sun was warm, and a young boy was standing outside the sorceress' room, holding a pile of high piles of books in his arms, pacing like ants on a hot pot, grinning his teeth and struggling for a long time, taking a deep breath , knocked on the door,

"Roy, this is Li... the book Mrs. Rita wants... the lone copy I just got from the library, you... you check it out."

The young man stammered, glanced furtively and shyly around the bedroom for a while, and saw the beautiful figure as he wished, showing a silly smile, almost drooling.

"Mysteries of Magic and Alchemy, The Code of Milther, Dialogue on the Essence of Magic, Natural Magic, and Suspense in Suspense are all good books, thank you for your hard work."

Royzhen held the books tightly. These books were magic textbooks that he begged the sorceress several times and signed several unequal treaties before letting the other party borrow them.

He raised his head and glanced at the freckled boy who stood cautiously outside the gate, nailed to the door like a thin bamboo pole, shook his head and secretly said "nympho".

This lover named "Yar" grew up in the Temple of Melitelli, and is currently the administrator of the temple library, one of the few males in the temple.

Mu Ai, a 13-year-old boy, is full of curiosity about the beautiful bodies of mature women, and cannot resist the charm of the sorceress Coral. He will find various excuses to visit her every few days.

But Roy knows very well that this "nympho" has a crush on Coral now, and in the future will be obsessed with Triss Merigold, a sorceress, and Ciri, who is studying cultural knowledge in the temple, and wants to secretly kiss this The little princess of Cintra who was exiled to the temple.

"A half-hearted fellow."

Roy thought of something, and rolled his eyes to Yale's ear, "Did you confess your love to Elora II according to the method I taught? I think she is also interesting to you, you have to seize the opportunity!"

Blush welled up on Yael's face, and he finally withdrew his gaze from the sorceress, "That...I...I..."

"Are you still a man?!"

"Of course!" Yael straightened his slightly hunched back in embarrassment, his neck stuck like an ugly duckling with a guilty conscience,

"I will confess my love to Elora II, but I have something to do today, so I can't do it for the time being, that...goodbye!" His eyes drifted to the sorceress with nostalgia, and then he closed the door and fled with a gritted teeth.

"What a beautiful youth..." The sorceress smiled charmingly at Roy, and said with emotion, "That child is so simple, simpler than you."

"Simple?" Roy shook his head. This is not a compliment. He slapped the book on the table, "Ms. Coral, don't tease Jarre all the time."

"Sorry, I have tried my best to restrain my personal charm... But you must know that even a little light from the sun can illuminate the entire temple." Coral stood up from the bed, and turned around in front of the boy's eyes, intentionally Inadvertently showing the hot figure with bulge and back.

Roy bared his teeth,

"Okay, beautiful and confident Ms. Rita, should we get down to business?" Roy patted the thick cover of the tome magic book,

Coral shook her slender index finger, "Sorry, your magic aptitude is not up to standard. It's not realistic to rely on these books and my guidance to become a wizard's apprentice."

Not long ago, Coral conducted an aptitude test similar to an "intelligence test" for him, and the result proved that his affinity for elements was a little higher than that of ordinary people. This little bit is probably the effect of taking the blood of the sun, Far from reaching the threshold of a wizard.

"Even if I give you a letter of recommendation, Arethusa won't accept you."

Roy licked his lips, "I don't expect to be a warlock..." Despite meditating every day, his affinity for magic elements is still growing extremely slowly, and he is still weak in magic talent.

"I want to enhance the power of the seal through systematic magic learning."

If a warlock apprentice with qualified magical potential is equivalent to a torch, then Roy is a match, and some source warlocks with outstanding qualifications, such as Ciri and Vigfortz, are a sleeping volcano.

But being a match is better than most of the "magic deserts" in the world where even sparks cannot be ignited.

"The Seal of the Demon Hunter?" Coral seemed to have heard some joke, "Those things are just some simplified and modified spell-like abilities. The Seal of Alder used by Lei Suo can extinguish the flame in that fireplace, and I will replace it use……"

Coral said confidently, "The surging magic power can make those firewood fly directly from the chimney into the sky and become stars!"

The sorceress's words were exaggerated, but she also stated a fact - compared with the orthodox spells of wizards, the witcher's seal is not as powerful as it should be, and the only advantage is that it is convenient to cast spells.

"In short, I have a bit of elemental talent," Roy sighed. "Will my seal be more powerful than ordinary demon hunters?"

"Your thinking is fine... I will teach you a little basic theory of magic depending on the situation—if you can still stay awake in the next stage of the trial, but this possibility is extremely low."

"The next stage, virus infection?" Roy's heart skipped a beat, and his face sank. Before he knew it, he had been in the Temple of Meritelli for more than a month, and the hormonal catalysis stage was also declared complete.

"Have you looked in the mirror during this time?"

Coral approached his body with bursts of fragrance, her pointed chin touched Roy's forehead, and her moist red lips touched his hair.

"You've grown a little taller, and your facial features have changed compared to a month ago, and last night..." Shan Shan smiled narrowly at him, making him feel guilty.

"What a coincidence, I saw a sneaky guy in the crystal slipping out of the bedroom with his pants up... Heck, one night passed... You have grown up."

"You've been spying on me?"