Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"We will fly in a big circle around the valley to avoid causing trouble to Sarah who is leading the troops stationed down the mountain at this time..."

Aylin put away the panel and looked back to see Vesemir weighing the dwarf bombs thoughtfully. He paused and said:

"But yeah, let's just leave."

"The curse of the evil god is hard to guard against. Even if it passes through the sky and drops a bomb, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be affected."

"What if a 'good girl' is attacked..."

He said no more.

Vesemir shuddered visibly, grabbed the mane of the great griffon tightly with his right hand, and put the dwarf bomb on his back.

"唳~"

The big griffon raised its neck and emerged from the dark clouds with a dusty mist.

The two demon hunters glanced sideways and fell silent at the same time.

The gray cliffs are covered with corpse-eating creatures, densely packed like green and white cloth covered with lice.

Spreading out from the small cliff, the spiked demon looked like an ugly giant in the forest because of its size, half of its body sprang out of the forest.

They ran from seven directions, breaking countless trees and leaving carvings like claw marks in the vast forest.

Above the traces, there were also densely packed corpse-eating creatures, and under the dense canopy of the forest, there were even more.

To Aylin's expectation, when the Great Griffin appeared, all the corpse-eating creatures did not chase, attack, or even take any action. They just looked up at the sky and stared at them with pairs of blood-red eyes.

The wind seemed to have stopped.

The entire forest was silent and still.

Deadly, eerie and terrifying.

The evil god is watching them!

"唳~"

The uneasy cry of the great griffin woke up the two demon hunters who almost forgot to breathe.

Originally, in order to attract the attention of the corpse-eating creature, Aylin planned to let the big gryphon come close to provoke him, and then go around.

But now...

Terrifying fear seized him at this moment, and he stretched out his cold finger bones to rub his heart.

The strong sense of crisis caused him to quickly give orders in his mind.

The big griffon was still thirty or forty meters away from the cliff, then turned to the east in a roundabout way.

The corpse-eating creature still didn't give chase.

Thousands of cold eyes just watched them leave quietly.

I don’t know how much time passed.

The big gryphon flew far away from the valley, leaving only lush green patches, like the green color on an oil painting, and there was no longer that weird feeling.

But Aylin somehow knew that those thousands of pairs of bloody eyes were still staring at them, staring at him.

"Don't be afraid."

Aelin tilted his head when Vesemir lightly tapped him on the shoulder.

"It's an old trick of the evil god," Vesemir blinked slowly, "He is intimidating us, because He can't do anything but intimidate."

"Have you ever met an evil god before?"

"As long as a witcher lives long enough, what can't he encounter?" Vesemir smiled, "So yes, I have encountered it, and more than once."

Just say it.

He seemed to be lost in recollection, and after a while he murmured:

"People always need faith."

"Women believe in Meriteri and hope for safe childbirth and a happy family... They believe in Freya and long for charming beauty and love..."

"The knights believe in Cliff and long for the favor of the Sky Father, so that his thunder can clear away their distracting thoughts and weaknesses, and fight against evil..."

"Scholars believe in the prophet Lebiodas, and may the saint share his wisdom..."

"What about the lost? What do they believe?"

"Evil God?" Aylin asked.

"Yes, evil gods. Lost people will believe in those evil gods." Vesemir nodded, "Compared with the good gods, those evil gods are often extra generous, with power, wealth, rights, pleasure, revenge, curses, Conspiracy, killing..."

"You seem to be able to gain everything from the evil god's generosity, and the price is only other people's blood, flesh, and other people's lives."

"And it couldn't be easier, couldn't it?"

Aylin said nothing.

Vesemir didn't care and sighed to himself: "But the evil god is always greedy. In addition to the flesh and blood and lives of innocent people offered by greedy believers, he also covets the sacrificers themselves."

"The alienation of human beings by evil gods always lurks in the spirit first, and then in the physical body."

"For a long time, about a hundred years ago, poisonous human-faced spiders, werewolves, bear beasts, demonic birds...weird monsters were everywhere in the forests, swamps and valleys of the northern continent that were inaccessible to humans but close to human gathering places. "

"Are they all followers of the evil god?" Aylin asked.

Vesemir nodded: "At the beginning, although we were surprised by the appearance of these monsters, we only killed them according to the requirements in the commission."

"But then, after the monster is killed, there are always some human traits left behind."

"That drove us to get to the bottom of things and discover the truth."

"Evil God!"

"These monsters are the work of evil gods."

"Once you find the source, it will be easy." Vesemir patted Elsa behind Aylin, "You can always trust your sword."

"As long as you kill the believers of the evil god, then kill the corpses, ghosts and monsters possessed by the evil god..."

"The evil god can only say some cruel words, just like before, pretending to threaten and intimidate."

"But look..."

Vesemir pointed at himself and said, "It's been a long time. I almost forgot about the evil god. I'm still alive and well."

It must be said that his words, combined with Vesemir's age, are indeed very convincing.

Ailin felt much more relaxed.

But within a few seconds, the living ritual array that filled the entire valley and was arranged with the flesh and blood of corpse-eating creatures flashed through his mind.

He frowned.

"Is it really that simple?" He thought to himself.

The curse left on him by the big-eyed evil god was beyond the reach of Ianna. It was only after his soul floated up to the kingdom of the goddess Meliteli that it was resolved.

Is it...

Just as people are divided into ordinary people, warlocks and demon hunters, the strength of the evil god is also at different levels.

The heads of just a few dozen water ghosts can create a curse that requires the intervention of the righteous gods to resolve.

The intersection of the celestial spheres caused the space to fluctuate, and then the monsters were sent to build a ritual for Him, and such a big movement was created silently.

What level of evil god would the big-eyed evil god be?

However, Aylin did not ask Vesemir again, because he saw that Vesemir's eyebrows were frowned into a dark cloud.

"Just comforting me..." Aylin sighed softly.

The evil gods that Vesemir mentioned have human believers, and they bewitched humans and created killings for some purpose.

The big-eyed evil god, however, had a very clear purpose to let the corpse-eating creatures arrange the ritual, and even deliberately hid his whereabouts, doing everything in secret.

How could the two be the same...

——

"Swish~"

The chalk was scratched on the flat ground, leaving a series of tortuous traces.

Many people watched from the side.

For a long time.

The chalk stopped quietly at the break of a line.

"That's all I saw." The owner of the chalk breathed a sigh of relief.

He is Aylin.

Riding on the big griffin, he did not land at the foot of Mount Mahakam.

The demon hunters and guards led by Sarah were reminded by Arthur who left in advance that the evil god could not catch up with them, so there was no need to worry.

Therefore, after some discussion, the two demon hunter masters of the Wolf School went directly back to the back mountain of the Meliteli Temple and found the high priest Ianna of the temple as soon as possible.

The lines drawn by the chalk circles at the moment were the scene of the valley he saw.

"This is a ritual, Sister Ianna."

Ailin stood up, and his blue cat eyes looked at the old man surrounded by the crowd outside.

"It's a ritual." Ianna's face was solemn. After carefully reading the incomplete ritual array he drew, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "And it's a ritual that is about to be completed, the summoning ritual, or in other words-"

"God's descent ritual!"

"Wow!"

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The surroundings were suddenly in an uproar.

They were in the basement of the temple's library.

In the spacious room, the walls were a dark blue, with many runes and lines that flickered in light and dark.

This was a place dedicated to ritual research, and the runes on the walls acted as a shield to prevent any accidents when he was carving.

So it was natural.

The crowd watching were all priests in the temple who had some attainments in ritual studies.

"Please keep quiet!"

Nennek spoke with a cold face, and the basement gradually calmed down.

"Summoning demons... What is the God's descent ritual?" Vesemir asked nervously.

"Just as you imagined, this ritual can summon the evil god." Ianna's face was not very good, "Hundreds of years ago, the evil god 'Thousand-legged Skeleton Snake' that destroyed three major cities, countless villages, and caused the deaths of nearly 100,000 people came to this world through a similar ritual..."

Three major cities... 100,000 people...

Ailin took a breath.

There were only more than 8,000 people in Elland, which means that twelve Elland were destroyed!

He was right.

This big-eyed evil god was even more dangerous than he thought.

"High Priest, how long will this ceremony take..."

Vesemir hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Knock, knock~"

The door of the basement was knocked.

Then a large group of people came in anxiously from outside the door, filling the small basement.

"Excuse me, High Priest Ianna..."

"Hmm?"

"Master Ai... Master Ailin, Master Vesemir, you are all back?!!"

Ailin looked up.

It was Arthur who spoke, his eyes widened, looking at Ailin and Vesemir in surprise.

Beside him was the old duke in serious clothes, a charming woman in a blue and light green open-chested dress, and seven young demon hunters including Erni.

"We took a shortcut." Ailin said concisely.

Shortcut... Arthur was stunned. He knew the terrain of the Mahakam Mountains very well, so how could he not know that there was a shortcut in the Mahakam Mountains that could lead directly to the Temple of Meliteli.

"Sir Arryn, Master Vesemir, have you really seen the last monster's nest?" The old duke ignored Arthur's surprise, leaned on his cane and looked at Arryn, asking anxiously.

Arryn nodded heavily and was about to tell about the horrible scene in the valley.

"Da Da Da..."

The high heels knocked on the ground, interrupting him.

"What is this?" The woman next to the old duke approached gracefully, her eyes fixed on the chalk drawing on the ground.

The magic power escaping from the air seems to fluctuate with the magic power.

"Buzz~"

"Buzz~"

The wolf emblems on the chests of the two demon hunters immediately trembled.

Aelin also guessed the identity of the woman—Elland’s magical advisor and court sorceress Agatha.

really.

"It's the one you thought of, Agatha." Ianna said softly, "Elland may face a greater disaster than May Day..."

"besides……"

Her eyes passed over the shock on the old Duke's face, and she looked at Vesemir: "In one day at most, the demon summoning ritual will be completed."

"The northern continent will once again welcome the arrival of the evil god after more than three hundred years."

“So there’s no time for doubts, surprises and denials, let’s get straight to the point.”

"Mason!" Ianna looked at the old Duke solemnly, "This is a war. Don't worry about those dirty political considerations anymore. You need to use all your strength to seal the corpse-eating creatures on the mountain."

Ianna's tone was close to a command, but the old Duke didn't care.

He didn't even ask in detail how he came to the conclusion that there was only one day left for the evil god to arrive. He thought about it and said directly:

"One day, leave enough margin, it will take at least half a day to send troops up the mountain."

"Other soldiers need to be mobilized. The deployment of troops is not that fast at all, and even if they are deployed, there is not that much corpse-eating bio-oil to use."

"Although the Guards Knights and Demon Hunters have been stationed at the foot of the mountain, they are still vulnerable to thousands of corpse-eating creatures..."

"It's just a blockade, not an elimination." Ianna shook her head, "The main force is not your soldiers, it's just a precaution."

The old Duke was stunned. Before he could speak, Ianna looked at Agatha again:

"Can you contact Ms. Tissaya?"

"I'll contact you right away," Agatha nodded simply, "If the dean knew the situation, he wouldn't refuse."

"Sorry to trouble you," Ianna said solemnly, "Meritelli Temple will not forget the help of Arethusa College."

"Preventing the arrival of the evil god is an ancient code engraved on the stone slab of the Novigrad Alliance Treaty." After saying this, Agatha immediately walked out of the basement without waiting for a reply, hurriedly opened the portal and left.

But before she walked into the portal, she seemed to suddenly remember something. She turned back to look at the old Duke and asked:

"Master Mason, do you want to go together?"

"Take me with you." Mason sighed, his whole body stooped. He understood what Ianna meant by "blocking", which meant that after failing to prevent the arrival of the evil god, he used the lives of his soldiers to hinder the evil god's progress.

"Bang~"

The teleporters disappear.

Ianna continues in the crypt, giving orders to Nannik and the other priests.

Aelin, Vesemir, and seven young demon hunters were stunned in the corner, at a loss.

For some reason, Ianna seemed to ignore them.

When it comes to the arrival of the evil god, nobles, witches, and even powerless priestesses all have tasks to do, but professional demon hunters like them have been ignored.

After the priests in the basement had all completed their tasks and left, and Ianna was about to walk out, Aylin couldn't help but ask:

"Aunt Ianna, where are we?"

"What can we do?"