Night Ranger

"The hunt is about to begin."

"Dear mentor, I will definitely wake you up."

A low voice resounded in the pitch-black square.

A tall man in black robe stood in front of a sarcophagus.

The two sides of the sarcophagus were shining like stars. If Marvin was here, he would be able to recognize them at a glance. Those shining stars were a pair of daggers!

Cold Light Grip!

At this moment, the Grip of Cold Light was inserted on both sides of the sarcophagus, one on the left and one on the right.

Inside the sarcophagus, there was the roar of a beast!

"Roar!"

As if an ancient evil spirit is about to wake up!

However, a strange rune suddenly flickered on the sarcophagus, forcibly suppressing these roaring sounds.

The man in black raised his head silently, as if there was some secret hidden in the dark sky.

Behind him, a large amount of fog surged, and the double-headed dragon came out of the fog silently.

Then there's the Emerald Banshee.

"Master, it's dangerous for you to do this."

"You know, it was the one that tempted you to fall; it was also the one that killed Miss Silver Moon."

The banshee's expression was complicated.

Before arriving at the Wilderness Palace, she didn't even know that her master had such a crazy plan.

"No one can resist its will, you will kill yourself if you do this!"

The man in black turned his head, the green soul fire was flickering:

"If you want to resurrect a god, you must use another god's divinity as a sacrifice."

"It killed Luna back then, now, it's time for him to repay the debt."

"Don't worry, I have a way to deal with it."

The lich's tone was terrifyingly calm: "It's just a seal, the punishment for it is too light, too light!"

There was a trace of coldness in his voice.

Even the banshee who followed him all year round couldn't help shivering.

"The hunt should begin."

"Those who are greedy will pay with their lives. Greed is the original sin. Any legendary strongman who appears in the northeast of the Holy Light City because of coveting the Grip of Cold Light, whether it is a devil or an angel, has only one dead end."

"Open it. Unleash the bloody power of the real wilderness!"

...

In the small room, legendary powerhouses woke up one after another.

Everyone will face a ghost tout. Some people chose to refuse, while others chose to kill ghosts. There are also people, like Marvin, trying to get some words out of the mouth of the ghost.

But none of this hinders the Lich's plan from proceeding in an orderly manner.

"You are about to go into the wild, where the real dead are. You will be the prey, of course, if you are strong enough. You can be the hunter too."

The ghost said gloomyly: "I used to be a legendary strong man, but I failed in hunting, so I became what I am now."

"Don't expect your legendary profession to help you too much in hunting. Now, the rule of legend is abolished!"

What!

The rule of legend has been abolished?

These words caused a huge shock in Marvin's heart.

Although he had vaguely made some guesses and preparations in his heart, Marvin was still very shocked when he heard this sentence.

The legendary profession is the most powerful place for every legendary powerhouse. Legendary rules are invalid, which means that legendary occupations cannot be used!

His strength will be knocked back to level 20 directly.

I'm afraid this will make many legends who are used to being superior very uncomfortable.

God knows what other terrifying creatures are in the hunting grounds.

"So, this is a game of God of the Wild?"

During the conversation, Marvin bought the second item. a torch.

He didn't know if his dark vision would also fail, or if it was safer to buy one.

"I don't know that."

"However, the autumn hunting grounds and hunting games are indeed original creations of the God of the Wild."

"Even in the Temple of the Wilderness, only the God of the Wilderness and some of his subordinates can open it."

The ghost sighed sadly: "Although I don't remember many things clearly, I still remember that I seemed to stray into the wilderness because I was looking for something. That hunting was too cruel. Most people failed Get over it..."

"Then how do we get out of here?"

Marvin bought one last item, a handful. If, as the ghost said, that terrifying autumn hunting ground was a space created by the God of the Wild, it is very likely that various legendary rules will be rewritten.

Whether Aoba can be used or not has become a problem.

In case. Or buy a weapon.

"Become the ultimate winner of the hunting game."

The ghost narrowed his eyes and said, "Live hard, and you will know."

Marvin frowned, obviously, he was very dissatisfied with this answer.

However, before he could continue to ask, the ghost suddenly smiled strangely: "You don't have any money with you."

"Don't try to lie to me, I can sense it. If that's the case. You should go."

"Poor boy, I hope you can live longer... Maybe you can see me again."

In the next second, the ghost and the room suddenly disappeared beside Marvin.

The blood-red sky exudes an alluring and violent factor.

Marvin was in a wilderness.

In the distance, there is the faint light of a bonfire.

A huge moon hung above the sky.

"Welcome to Autumn Hunting Grounds."

An evil voice sounded in Marvin's heart.

"You have obtained a hunter's mark. In the hunting ground, this mark will always be with you."

"Want to live? Then kill as much as you want."

"Only by killing and taking, will you get more hunter marks—the ones that belong to others, and those that belong to other beasts!"

"I have always firmly believed that only death and killing are the most beautiful. Because only in front of these two things, all creatures will burst out with potentials that I can't even believe."

"I'm looking forward to your performance."

"Try to survive."

The sound faded away.

But the shock in Marvin's heart did not diminish at all.

Although the sound had been deliberately processed, he could still recognize the source of the sound immediately.

"It's that Lich!"

"Damn it, isn't it the Wilderness Palace opened by the God of the Wilderness himself?"

"What is that lich trying to do? Throw so many people into the autumn hunting grounds to fight each other?"

Marvin only felt his scalp tingling.

In his perception, a mark of the God of the Wilderness appeared on the palm of his hand.

That's what it's called, right?

To leave the hunting grounds, one must hunt.

Killing others, obtaining other people's hunter marks, and accumulating to a certain level before leaving?

What kind of f*cking lunatic could come up with this rule?

What does that lich want to do? Why does he have such a powerful force and can control so many legendary powerhouses?

What is his purpose?

One doubt after another kept popping up in Marvin's mind.

He forced himself to calm down.

Now is not the time to think about these questions.

Because as time goes by, more and more people will appear in this wilderness.

You have to find a hiding place first!

... (To be continued.)

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