The Divine Hunter

"God-level Demon Hunter ()"!

Countless black butterflies formed a pair of huge wings behind the man. The wings quickly flapped twice. He rose into the air, his toes touched the window sill, and then stepped on the invisible stairs in the air, landing lightly step by step. On the floor of the bedroom, the whole picture was revealed before the witcher's eyes.

His stature is neither tall nor strong, his facial features are extremely mediocre, and he has no other characteristics except for the pair of pupils that are so black that there is no trace of white.

Dressing is also very popular.

The upper part of the body is an old yellow jacket, with blue tights underneath. The two shoulder bags are crossed in front of the chest, hanging on the left and right waists, rising and bulging. I don’t know what they are filled with. The deerskin boots are old, the toe cap is slightly deformed, and there is a circle of yellow mud on the edge of the shoe.

From the appearance alone, he is no different from a wandering businessman. He is dusty and sloppy. When placed in the crowd, he looks like a drop of water into the sea, which is inconspicuous.

But when his eyes swept across Roy's skin, Roy immediately felt the sharp pain of being stabbed by a steel needle, and at the same time, it seemed that all his clothes were peeled off, and he could no longer hide any secrets in his heart.

The witcher bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and the slight smell of blood made him come back to his senses, and then he was like a feline with fried fur, bending his spine, tensing his limbs, his toes clenching the ground, and his temples kept beating.

...

"Beautiful afternoon, the best time for old friends to meet again after a long absence." Gaunt O'Dimm put his arms around his chest, leaned comfortably by the window, and said hello.

His voice has a unique tone and rhythm, loud and cadence, as if reciting ancient poetry, full of tension.

But the witcher clearly saw the fleeting philistine and shrewdness on his face, like a seasoned businessman ready to solicit business.

"Who is your Excellency, we know each other?" Roy pretended to know nothing about him, even more vigilant in his heart, and took a step back unconsciously.

At the same time, there is still some curiosity in his eyes. This curiosity is by no means deceitful. He can hardly observe useful information from the other party.

This mysterious man was shrouded in the mist of the abyss.

Gaunt Odim

age:? (lack of perception)

gender:?

Identity: Master Mirror, Glass Boy (Wandering around, businessman who sells mirrors)

? (need to obtain more information to unlock hidden identity)

Attributes:?

Skill:?

...

"Dude,

You can call me O'Dim, Gaunt O'Dim, or Master Mirror... Relax, I don't mean anything, I just want to have a friendly exchange with you. "

The man spread his hands, and the smile on his face became more and more gentle, "As for you think I'm jealous, that shouldn't be the case, let me remind you... at Edsberg Herb Shop, White Orchard Tavern... and chicken not long ago. Cage Tavern, we've all met... After all, I've done a lot of 'hands-on' for your journey."

Roy Meifeng frowned and recalled for a moment, and then his scalp became numb.

Sure enough, the ominous premonition he had in White Orchard before was not groundless. Although Gaunt Odim didn't show up immediately at the time, he kept observing it secretly.

What made him even more chilling was that he never noticed the abnormality from the beginning to the end, his perception ability seemed to be malfunctioning, and a very small part of his key memories seemed to be sealed by an invisible force and became blurred.

Caused him to be kept in the dark for a long time.

"Master Mirror, why have you been following me?"

"No, no, the word stalking is too unfriendly..." The man whispered softly, "It should be called inspection. As a particular businessman, I need to choose customers carefully."

"customer?"

"You can understand it this way, the vast majority of people, such as these three, are sand grains in the hourglass of time, a weed in the lush vegetation, and lack the value of attention."

"But you are very unique... stowaways, with a veil on their minds, mastering unique abilities, and being clever enough!" Master Mirror said with a sigh.

"As early as Edsberg, I noticed that all the lives that died under your hands lost their souls. This ability has been further verified in Baibaiguoyuan... But there is no contract, how did you do it?"

The man folded the five fingers of his right hand, his dark pupils shrunk into a slit, and every muscle on his face cheered and cheered, "Crazy soul, desperate soul, pious soul... mysterious soul, why don't you follow me on the road and witness a miracle journey of?"

The man suddenly moved his nose and took a deep breath towards Roy. At that moment, he was like a cat smelling fishy, ​​a hungry man facing delicious food, with intoxication on his face and a flash in his eyes. Deeply hidden greed.

It makes me shudder!

...

Roy's face sank like water.

Soul-deprived, stowaways?

Gaunt O'Dim directly revealed his biggest secret in one sentence.

A sense of extreme discomfort arises spontaneously.

"So what?" Roy pondered, "He showed up to explain, rather than take it without asking. There must be some kind of limitation."

"You also took my token," Master Mirror looked at the witcher from side to side, opened his arms behind him, and took a deep breath. "That familiar breath... I also know it when it's burnt to ashes!"

"Token? What is it?"

"A book..." The man said bluntly, "A book you picked up at Amavit Castle, which humans call the "Book of Bones", this is the goods of another long-time customer, Jennifer Valerie..."

"But you took it and threw it into the fire and broke a perfect deal. Let Ser Valeries take Jennifer."

"Little cutie has lived a prosperous and prosperous life, and will no longer be easily troubled by disease and hunger, and will probably live a long time." He sighed and paced, "and I will lose a lot, and the time to get paid will be delayed a few times. ten years."

"But there are always good and bad sides. Your reckless behavior last time..." Master Mirror changed his tone and said with some relief, "Let me make up my mind, terminate the inspection early, and formally develop a high-quality customer. As a transaction, it was destroyed. compensation."

His left index finger tapped the witcher opposite him in midair.

Roy shrugged and sighed, "If I return to the original owner, can you leave immediately, Master Mirror?"

"Witcher, if everything in the world were as simple as you think," the man refused, "all that war and pain would cease to exist."

"Can you let them go first, this is not suitable for business, let's move to another place." Roy turned his head and glanced at the three people around him, still without breathing or heartbeat, in an extremely strange state.

He couldn't help but worry that if this state continued for too long, it would cause irreparable damage to the body. He was especially afraid of Master Mirror suddenly pulling out a spoon.

"Don't worry, this is just a little trick to keep them in a quiet state for a while," Master Mirror shook his head with his hands around his chest. "When we finish discussing the conditions, it will naturally return to normal."

Time still is a little trick?

Roy didn't know whether to smile bitterly or be afraid. The other party's ability to use his hands was so powerful that he couldn't imagine it. If he wanted to deal with himself, it was probably easier than strangling an ant.

But he didn't make a move, either because he wanted something from himself, or he was bound by some kind of rule.

Thinking of this, Roy's tense body suddenly relaxed.

"Don't be in a hurry... Master Mirror, can you answer a question for me? Obviously, you are not an ordinary businessman..." Roy looked directly at the other party's dark pupils and guessed, "It's not an ordinary spellcaster either. Your ability is much stronger than a warlock... What kind of life do you belong to? A demon from another world, or a god?"

This question has troubled him for a long time.

When I was still living in another world, I had a backlog in my mind.

Although according to various secret legends and research documents, Gaunt Odim is a contract demon who incarnates thousands, travels through the infinite world, concludes contracts, and harvests souls.

But the witcher always felt that it was not so simple.

The various abilities it exhibits have exceeded the rules of the world, and the "devil" in the records cannot be compared with it at all.

Although it is still bound by the contract rules, there is no doubt that it is higher than most lives, like a god in the game world.

Gaunt O'Dim nodded slightly, obviously admiring the witcher's relaxed attitude, "Man, exuberant curiosity is the ladder of progress... But I can't give you the answer unless it's a formal transaction... Agree, I'll do it. Drafting a contract?"

"Don't want to? It doesn't matter. The gods or demons depicted in the folktales have nothing to do with me, you just need to remember my businessman's identity..." Master Mirror said sternly, "Trade is my everything, more important than life... Although it is a long time Life doesn't mean much to me."

"But you're right, I'm not an ordinary businessman," Master Mirror said "humbly", "I have a little more special ability, of course I won't abuse it, usually used to ensure smooth transactions. For example, at present This is the case."

"I can provide a wider range of goods, not only regular tangible goods, but also intangible, difficult to describe in words, all kinds of strange goods. Gaunt Odim will be tailor-made for each customer do, and satisfy their strongest desires."

"Like this little guy..." Gaunt O'Dimm moved his nose again and glanced at the boy sleeping on the bed, but different from his greed when facing the witcher, his expression was mixed with a kind of The joy of an impending harvest. "Look, what a pure soul, bruised and bruised by an indulgent, shameless mother. So I let him sink into sweet dreams as he wished, to escape this painful reality, until—"

"Free from the bondage of the flesh."

"I see…"

Master Mirror is the culprit who harmed Arian.

"But why did you take away his belongings? So there is a suspicion?"

"Haha, isn't it fun to watch a group of "big detectives", warlocks, witch doctors, and bounty hunters looking for clues in a daze?" The man laughed happily, "But there are too many idiots who didn't notice what I left behind. Prompt, live up to my expectations, until you are a little smarter."

Roy asked,

"What about the reward? What did Arian promise you, please do it?"

"Soul, the only currency I accept is soul...According to the contract, I will take the soul of Arian after his death on an interesting trip." Gaunt Odim flicked his wrist, and he was extremely miraculous. From the air, a scroll of golden parchment handwriting was drawn, covered with tadpole-like obscure words.

Roy took a closer look, and Master Mirror took back the sheepskin handwriting neatly.

"Signing a contract with an eleven-year-old boy, are you sure you didn't deceive him and deceive him in the contract?" The witcher deliberately made a suspicious gesture.

"No one can violate the spirit of the contract, including me." Gaunt O'Dimm raised his unshaven chin slightly and said calmly, "All my actions follow the contract: help this child realize his wish, and then get paid. Absolutely fair and just, I'll wait patiently for him near the bedroom until he takes his last breath. There's plenty of time for him to 'enjoy' in his dreams."

"No, you don't understand me, Odim," said the witcher. "A simple hypnotism isn't worth his soul at all!"

"Everyone's cognition and values ​​are different," Master Mirror said tit-for-tat, "Arian, a young man full of justice and abiding by the virtues of chivalry, suddenly broke through the scandal of his relatives and collapsed his world view! Even so, he is not willing to hurt Others, but self-redemption, to find a place to be undisturbed, quiet and heal, a wonderful dream. He could ask me for more, but he didn't, that's all."

"As for you, Roy," Odim quietly took a step closer to the witcher, and said in a very bewitching tone, "if you think a wish cannot be equal to your soul, then I can grant you both One wish, or even three wishes… it doesn’t matter if it’s all written into the contract.”

"Imagine, I can give you a sword that is as sharp as iron, a fine wine that you can't drink, a horse as fast as a gust of wind... Infinite wealth, immortality, and even..." Odim paused, "Reviving the Snake School Academy the power of…"

"Sorry, Odim, I'm really not interested in using my soul as a bargaining chip..." Roy looked directly at Master Mirror's dark pupils and shook his head firmly, "I always think that what I win with my own ability is truly my own."

"Dude, recognize the reality..." Odim's voice became gloomy, "Since you took and burned my Book of Bones, you have already broken into my business, and it is impossible to get away from it again."

"If you don't want to make a contract today, it doesn't matter, I will keep watching you, and one day you will ask me... But when the time comes, you can't make demands at will."

"Of course there is another situation..." Odim's eyes suddenly swept to the bald man behind Roy, rubbing the shallow stubble of his chin, looking up and down, as if he was picking out a product, "Stubborn like you Molecules are only a few. The people around you... mortal companions, close friends, close relatives, they may be willing to deal with me..."

"Are you threatening me?" Roy's heart skipped a beat, his whole body was like falling into an ice cave.

This guy, Master Mirror, is like a devil who plays with people's hearts, directly pointing out a situation in his heart that he doesn't want to see the most.

Will Lesso, Oaks, Serret, and the old Moore couple fall into its trap and be doomed?

He gritted his teeth, his young face flashed a hint of hesitation, and then his eyes became firm.

Never let anything hurt them, including this one.

Even at the risk of your life!

"It's not so much a threat, it's better to see it as a precious opportunity. I will help all beings generously and realize the strongest desire in my heart!" Odim smiled and looked at the bald man, "In the days to come, I will deliberately Take care of him...what do you think?"

Roy was silent for a long time.

In the room, a heartbeat continued to accelerate, "Putong Puntong" was about to pop out of his chest, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his breathing was heavy like a worn-out bellows.

Then I will meet you for a while without my own power.

"Master Mirror," the young witcher grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and dark golden pupils flickered coldly, "Do you dare to make a bet with me and play a game?!"

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