hunter rule

Chapter 100 Trial

A long paragraph of text introduces the secrets of the hunter profession, as if this profession is bound to the fate of the Zhao family.

Such words made Zhao Guangli feel a little unreal. He took the family notes in his hand and stuffed them into his arms.

There was not much expression on Zhao Guangli's face. At this moment, his eyes fell on the door behind the stone platform.

If it weren't for the extraordinary incident, Zhao Guangli would have been able to leave once he got here.

After obtaining the design drawing of the crossbow blade and improving the equipment of the hunter profession, there is absolutely no doubt that the strength has been improved.

only……

This time the goal given by the college is...

Be aware of unusual events.

Obviously, there must be an abnormal source in the ancestral home.

Now it seems that it is just behind this door.

A twisted aura descended in front of Zhao Guangli, and suddenly, the aura in the entire space changed.

He stood in front of the door. There was no keyhole in the door. Zhao Guangli pushed hard, but the door did not respond at all.

Not moving at all.

Squeak.

There seemed to be something squirming in the darkness, something substantial. Zhao Guangli's face was solemn, and it was obvious that something had been triggered.

It's just that he didn't do anything just now. The only thing he did was to take the family notes on the stone platform.

"what's the situation."

Zhao Guangli turned back and looked at the original path of the monster stone slab. The original plane was now filled with dark mist.

That layer of light mist was swirling around, and at this moment, the burning breath suddenly appeared on Zhao Guangli's skin, and there was a burning pain on his skin.

curse.

It's a curse.

There is something around you that is cursing you.

The profession of hunter is closely combined with the curse, and almost all its sources of power come from external curses.

"what is going on."

Zhao Guangli approached the stone platform from behind and quickly flipped through the family notes in his hand.

In the darkness in the distance, a terrifying aura was squirming, constantly oppressing Zhao Guangli's mood. In the darkness, a certain vicious aura began to form.

As for Zhao Guangli's family diary, he was turning to a certain page at the moment.

"My name is Zhao Lie."

"The Zhao family is originally an extraordinary family and is protected by the psychic weapon crossbow blades of the hunters in the family."

"Use the power of the curse and work tirelessly."

"But sometimes the manpower is exhausted...the family is declining day by day."

"It's so embarrassing that we can't even get the materials for the crossbow blades for new professionals."

"The journey of a hunter is almost a life of death. If you don't have a sharp knife, how can you survive in this troubled world?"

"Now that I am about to die, I will bury the crossbow that has been with me for many years in the stone chamber. If any hunter of Zhao's blood comes here, he can accept the inheritance after passing the trial."

"I personally discovered the slate monsters in the underground passage. There are a total of twelve types of cursed monsters."

"Hunters below the formal level will automatically be assigned to the corresponding level when they come here."

"I hope my descendants will not fall from the glory of hunters."

Before Zhao Guangli finished reading, in the darkness in the distance, a tall and graceful figure walked straight towards Zhao Guangli.

It was a face hidden in a cloak, with only two mung bean-sized eyes exposed, staring blankly at Zhao Guangli in front of him, with slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, as if he was smiling.

This man's limbs were extremely slender, and the twisted and familiar look reminded Zhao Guangli of terrifying memories in his heart.

"Swamp witch..." Zhao Guangli murmured to himself: "So that's what it is."

"Behind this door should be the exclusive crossbow blade used by my cheap ancestor."

Zhao Guangli slightly raised his deerstalker hat and adjusted himself.

Just gearing up.

In the dark mist, the corners of Zhao Guangli's mouth turned up slightly.

"Once everything is clear, it will be easier to handle."

Zhao Guangli murmured to himself.

The next second, his figure quickly rose up and sprinted towards the slender figure in front of him.

After Zhao Guangli became a professional, he had not experienced a few decent battles.

Now is the best opportunity.

With one punch, the Swamp Witch's face was torn apart, and some unknown liquid was scattered on the ground, but it did not accumulate there, but quickly disappeared.

"It's obviously an entity, but it doesn't exist?"

Zhao Guangli landed on the ground and observed the appearance of the swamp witch.

The tingling and itching sensation on his body still existed, which meant that the swamp witch was not dead.

The demon in front of me has been suppressed to the same level as myself. If I can't defeat it, it will be too low-level.

Zhao Guangli clapped his hands and assumed a fighting posture.

The so-called monsters are probably some alien creatures.

Although Zhao Guangli didn't see much, he knew very well that except for some special abilities, these creatures were all mortal.

Since you will die, that's easy.

I am a hunter.

A hunter who hunts monsters.

boom!

In an instant, Zhao Guangli drove straight in and appeared on the side of the swamp witch.

Most of the creatures like swamp witches are apprentice-level monsters, and there are also a small number of quasi-level monsters. In the [Swamp], they are not really very powerful monsters.

Of course, this is not from Zhao Guangli's perspective.

If he was really at the trainee level, he would not be an opponent Zhao Guangli could fight against at all. The gap in levels was the most fatal.

In the black market of Black Iron Castle, materials about swamp witches are also sold at extremely high prices.

First of all, there are very few things in this monster's body that can be used as extraordinary materials. At most, it is its own cloak.

Second, the swamp witch usually chooses to build its own shed. Around its own shed, it can use more powerful power.

Generally speaking, if you see an inexplicable dilapidated shack in the swamp, you can choose to take a detour.

The swamp witch in front of him had not reached the trainee level and did not have her own shack. Zhao Guangli did not think that this ugly woman would be his opponent at the same level.

With a crackling sound, the Swamp Witch's entire body was beaten onto the wall, leaving behind a thick liquid.

The witch's slim body kept twitching as she struggled to stand up. The stinging pain of the black mist made Zhao Guangli feel more and more uncomfortable, as if it was blocking his progress.

"When I first came to this world, I was your kind and wanted to kill me."

Zhao Guangli looked at the swamp witch in front of him and said slowly, although he also knew that he was being childish.

But it's cool.

"Now, I just want to tell you."

"Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi."

"Don't bully young people into poverty!"

The next second, Zhao Guangli kicked the swamp witch in the head.

For a moment, the colors in the whole scene were really beautiful.

The thick liquid spread all over the ground and slowly disappeared.

"Okay, according to the plot, I should accept the inheritance."

Zhao Guangli turned and looked at the door.

The door didn't move at all.