The Divine Hunter

Hein Kavih Castle in the snow.

The spacious courtyard is empty, the training ground is uninhabited...

Anahad, wearing a bearskin cloak, is like a statue of a contemplative, with every sharp line on his face, sharp eyes, and a tightly pursed face, exuding deep and cold doubts.

There used to be more than thirty members of the Bear faction, wielding swords around the training dummy.

It's a pity that the hot situation has come to an end in just a few decades.

Today, the remaining bear faction in the huge castle is no more than five fingers. Except for him, everyone else is running around.

And most of the bears abandoned the mountain castle completely after leaving home one spring.

never return.

Anahad was crushed.

The rhetoric at the beginning of the establishment of the school has become like a joke.

But he couldn't figure it out. He clearly followed the creed meticulously, was not bound by emotions and morals, and accepted commissions at will... Why did he end up in such a bleak end?

"You don't understand?" A sinister voice suddenly came from behind.

Anahad turned his head, but saw a changing fog emerging from the mid-air behind him, and a strange witcher with gray-green pupils came out.

The feet are flexible and the limbs are balanced, like a mongoose.

Four eyes facing each other.

Both saw a familiar loneliness in each other's eyes.

Cat Pie and Bear Pie.

The same fell apart.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The big man quietly raised the hilt of the sword and pointed the tip of the sword at the opponent.

The owl shook his head and asked instead, "You still don't understand why the Bear School ended?"

The big man lowered his head and pondered for a second, stepped forward with his left foot, and shifted the long sword from left to right, the tip of the sword trembling slightly.

He blurted out.

"Because of Ivar Evil Eye's betrayal, he rallied a group of rebels...to destroy the school's great future."

and seriously injured himself.

He left an old wound on his back that has yet to heal.

"You blame it all on someone else, but you haven't thought about the reason for his betrayal?"

"Because he's unwilling, you can tell from his restless eyes."

The owl shook his head.

"Actually, you should be aware of it - the cold creed of the Bear School does make every member feel comfortable, free, and have sufficient private space in a short period of time."

"But the decoction with serious flaws has finally planted the root cause. The members are not only indifferent to outsiders, but also have no emotional bond with each other... Except for the commission, there is only the commission... Neither cheering for the wonderful adventure of the companion, nor Tribute to their accidental casualties."

The owl's eyes are bright and the tone is firm,

"You are missing the most important cohesion of a group."

"The so-called bear school." He looked at the silver bear head pendant on the big man's chest with a bloody mouth, "Apart from a rigid symbol, what else can it bring to the members?"

"Hain Kawih is destined to be just a short-term destination, by no means the final destination."

Anahad's expression changed.

Swah——

The burly body rose from the ground, and the sword light leaped towards the owl.

From top to bottom, the broad sword slashed at the owl head-on!

A silver light fell vertically in midair!

The owl turned its body like a spinning top, and the blade turned at a high speed, as if a large dazzling silver light was reflected by the mercury pouring out, removing most of the force of the swing, and the tip of the sword stabbed the big man's wrist with inertia.

...

The gold and iron fought continuously, and Anahad swung his broad sword with thunder, and the sword wind whistled.

Like the sea on a stormy night.

Offensive wave after wave, continuous!

The owl is a canoe on the sea, drifting and bumping at high speed with the thrilling waves.

There have been many dangerous ship crashes.

But always keep the balance.

The two figures exchanged for ten seconds, then separated abruptly.

The vulture bent his knees and squatted, his ten fingers slowly squirmed to hold the hilt of the sword, the tiger's mouth went numb, and he continued to attack,

"Anahad, the cold and strong will you have relied on for decades,

The armor of the mind is the biggest weakness in your life. "

"Without feelings...you can't reveal your heart to your companions, you are destined to walk alone for the rest of your life!"

The big man had a cold face, said nothing, and attacked him again with a sword.

The blade broke into the air.

The owl suddenly disappeared.

He looked around blankly.

A voice sounded in my heart.

That guy is right!

Arzu, Elam, Aigar, Ivar... The same earnest admonitions echoed in my heart.

The disappearing feelings are both advantages and the biggest flaw in his life.

It is a pity that, as a person with a cold body and mind, Anahad can never understand the meaning of feelings!

He has no turning back.

The bear school is torn apart, even if the relationship is restored.

Nothing can be undone-

"Anahad! Finally found you!"

Suddenly, the academy broke open a square portal covered with pitch-black vortexes in midair.

Three figures in robes flew out of the door and landed lightly.

The magical aura of the whole body is instantly dazzling.

The man in front of him with white temples and a handsome face cast his eyes.

"Man, come with me..."

Alzu smiled at the witcher who had been away for many years, "I will restore your feelings for you, let you create a brand new bear pie, and let you make up for your past regrets."

The big man clenched his sword vigilantly, staring at the two former creators in disbelief, and behind them, the apprentice Idalan with a nervous smile.

The long-dead creator of the witcher is still alive.

"Abandoned us silently at the beginning, and now let us go back!?"

"You treat us as pets?! I tell you, no way!"

...

An ancient sea fortress in the Blue Mountains east of Kaedwen.

Vesemir has seen the rise of the Wolf faction - Kyle Morhan flourished under Aigar.

Every spring, the members of the wolf faction will go to the entire northern region to experience, hunt monsters, and accept commissions.

They remain neutral, don't get involved in any politics or war, and don't go over the moral bottom line for assassination for the sake of reward.

However, they will not rigidly adhere to the so-called standards. The remuneration requested by the wolf faction will fluctuate according to the mood and reality.

This allows them to better adapt to different regions.

But they have an iron rule—

Everyone, no matter where they are, has to return to Kermorhan every year as winter approaches, bringing with them the money, supplies, and even the children of the unexpected law.

Share joys and sorrows with brothers and sisters.

The wolf faction's commission death rate has not been high.

They will not sacrifice themselves for lofty ideals like the Griffin faction, accepting commissions beyond their own capabilities, and they know how to protect themselves more wisely.

It will not be as indifferent to everything and selfish as the bears. As long as any member encounters a difficult problem or his life is in danger and greets him, all the wolf factions will lend a helping hand without reservation.

In such a humane and cohesive environment, and thanks to the assistance of two good-natured fortress-based mages, Childe and Hironimus, the Wolf Sect quickly grew to a scale of 100 people.

Be the best of all schools.

The turning point was that day.

As the founder and wolf sect forging instructor, Ai Jia, in order to forge more convenient weapons and sturdy armor for his compatriots.

Leaving the academy to travel around the world, visiting forging masters from all over the world.

Return after half a year.

It was dusty, but with a warm smile on his face, there were carefully developed armor blueprints in the backpack, and when the blueprints were converted into real objects, the brothers would be safer when they practice outside.

Unfortunately, his full of anticipation ended in despair.

More heartbreaking than Mograg's disintegration—

Kyle Mohan, who was originally bustling and noisy like a small market, turned into a ruin next to a steep stone wall, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

Half of the trapezoidal city wall was violently demolished, the ground was littered with broken bricks, and the remnants of the outer fort and the city gate were covered with traces of burning flames.

The towers seemed to be bombarded by meteorites that fell from the sky, breaking open large holes, and even breaking into two pieces from the middle.

All of this is acceptable to Aigar. If the castle is gone, it can be rebuilt.

But if the person is gone, everything he brings back will be meaningless.

Aigar knelt down in front of the gate of Kyle Mohan, and knelt down in front of the bloody corpse on the ground.

Familiar faces, respectfully calling him a teacher.

Crawling all over with blood, lost its vitality and vitality, the beast-like vertical pupils were rounded, and the unwillingness and anger before death were frozen.

Ninety-nine percent of the witchers in Kyrmohan were corpses.

The swordsman master was stabbed into a sieve by chaotic swords and pitchforks; the young witcher clutched his stomach, leaned against the charred tree in the courtyard, lost his breath, his dilated pupils silently stared at the broken castle; several had not passed the grass test. The trainer, still a child's apprentice, was burned to charcoal by magical flames and electric currents.

The witcher's corpse filled the building, surrounded by peasants, soldiers, thugs, and even sporadic mages.

But that doesn't change the ending.

Kyle Morhan, dead.

Edgar buried his face in the dirt, tears flooded his plain and dry cheeks,

"What did the witcher do wrong? Why did this to us?!"

For a long time, the honest and responsible neutrals, why should they suffer such a catastrophe?

"why?!"

"I shouldn't have left!"

There was a strong sense of unwillingness and remorse in Aijia's heart.

As the founder of the wolf faction, at the moment of life and death of the school, he failed to fight side by side with his compatriots.

Even if you die heroically, it is better than being left alone in the world.

"Aiga..."

Vesemir stared at the devastated academy, his eyes were red, his mind rolled like a sea, and painful memories of that day poured out, but they were quickly pressed down, as if there was a sharp claw deep in his mind. Looking around for something.

The younger self was still unconscious under the corpse.

This miss means goodbye to Aijia.

He stared at Aigar's back and walked over!

Boom!

A gust of wind burst over the castle, and a prismatic space door emerged.

Four figures jumped out one after another.

Falling in front of the witcher who was kneeling and wailing.

"Aigar." The familiar voice engraved in the depths of his soul sounded.

Edgar raised his head with tears in his eyes, and the familiar face with black hair and brown eyes came into view.

"Come on, come with us to end this terrible thing."

The white-bearded Cosimo, Idaran, and the grim-faced Anahad stood side by side.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and your character is still so cowardly." The Great Master Xiong Pai shook his head, "If you're still a man, wipe away your tears and work with us!"

"Everyone is dead, all dead, no one can come back to life." Ai Jia wiped away tears.

"No," Arzu's eyes flashed with unprecedented light, "you have a chance to make up for it, trust me."

...

The coast of Keville and Povis, under the Dragon Mountains.

On a starry night, Kyle Siren sat quietly on the edge of a coastal cliff.

The outline is rough, like a beast that absorbs starlight.

A figure carrying two swords and wearing a knight-like silver-white plate armor stood in the snowy night, listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks, and looking up quietly to observe the unpredictable stars.

The time of the past hundred years flashed through my mind.

Under the guidance of the Guide to Knight Virtue, the school of griffins has developed with difficulty but tenacity.

The law of accident is rare, not to mention that they have all kinds of noble rules and constraints, not everyone can adapt to this set.

In more than 100 years, only 60 members have been developed.

But compared to other schools, the Griffin School has another huge advantage. It has a good reputation among the people, and everyone is willing to entrust them with proper respect.

Ellen could feel that the oath he made at the beginning was being fulfilled bit by bit.

Arzu is gone.

However, Griffin Academy still perfectly inherits his legacy. He is full of confidence that one day, the world will respect the pioneer who has overcome thorns and thorns for mankind!

Like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Um?

Ellen suddenly raised an eyebrow.

Next to the bright full moon, the Centaur constellation, which was clearly visible, suddenly released a red light that was frightening, like blood.

The constellation is hovering over the head of Kyle Siren on the coast, with that ominous red light covering the entire Griffin base camp!

No, it's not right!

The face of the great master of the Griffin sect changed, and he suddenly outlined the five fingers of his left hand, the light blue spell appeared in the palm of his hand, and pushed the fortress in the night behind him!

The blue light group whizzed past!

The spell blooms with a strong blue light.

A sharp and piercing air burst resounded through the night sky, and instantly spread throughout the entire Kyle Siren.

"Alarm!" Kelda, who had narrow cheeks and handsome features, woke up from meditation and shouted, rushing out of the door and knocking on the adjacent bedroom, "Get up, danger!"

His amber eyes were not as intimidating as most witchers, but shone with wisdom.

"Pencil sharpener, what's the situation?"

A tall, tall, almond-shaped Griffin with a typical knightly temperament and inverted pupils asked while wearing armor,

"The grand master has issued an alarm! Call the brothers and escape immediately!"

Kelda shouted.

The crowd moved quickly but in an orderly manner.

And Ellen rushed to the castle, and his unease became more and more dignified.

His face was red and he gritted his teeth, his hands were dazzlingly outlined, and he held it high above his head. A huge Kunen magic shield flowing with golden light expanded like an inflated bubble, instantly protecting the entire fortress!

...

But it's too late!

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderous tremor broke out in the night, and its loudness and vibration were a hundred times thousand times greater than Elam's warning!

Castles, cliffs, the adjacent sea, undulating and shaking!

Behind the castle, the steep mountain rock towered high in the distant sky, and suddenly there was a terrifying rumbling sound. On the crack, a long and narrow gap opened.

Wang Yang wanton-like snow staggered from both sides of the crack.

slide down.

Faster and faster, he ran unstoppably towards the towering castle at the foot of the mountain.

Boom!

The roaring whirlwind blew the sky into darkness, and the avalanche shook the earth and mountains.

Elan, who was guarding in front of the castle, had his pupils penetrating the night, and he could only see the endless white mist rising, filling, rolling, reflecting the dazzling moonlight above the Chongshan not far away.

The entire dark sky was torn open.

The vast expanse of snow, like 10,000 horses rushing down the hillside, with a bone-piercing cold, and an angry roar that destroys everything!

When the witcher sees it clearly.

When Kelda finally gathered dozens of brothers, he rushed to the teacher in the courtyard.

It's too late!

Boom!

The overwhelming snow rolled off the vertical cliffs.

Fall from the sky!

Like a snowstorm!

All-pervasive pressure on Kyle Siren!

slam-la-

The shield opened by Elan only lasted for a second under the wrath of nature, and then it shattered.

In the middle of the night, the beautiful and white snow tore off the false mask, released the cruelty and ruthlessness that had been accumulated for thousands of years, and swallowed the entire ancient castle.

Snowflakes piled up on the entire seaside platform, especially if it was not enough, it continued to surge, rolled off the cliff, poured into the sea, piled up countless icebergs of strange shapes, and drifted to the other side of the sea with circles of pale waves.

There are more than 60 lives with them.

Some of the towering castles were washed away by the huge impact and broken into several pieces, and some only had the top tip of a tower exposed to the snow, and the rest were buried deep.

And the once bustling, vibrant, vibrant school of Griffins.

Melted into the snow, it turned into a majestic and majestic snow-capped mountain standing on the coast.

...

I don't know how long it took.

A hand emerges with difficulty from under the snow.

Showing Alan's face that was ashamed of death.

He cleans like crazy, digs...

But only one cold body was found.

After a few days.

Kyle Siren has raised the back mountain by dozens of meters in vain, and more than 60 tombstones have been added.

Elan, who had changed into a travel coat, took out from his arms the Book of Shadows, which recorded his life experiences and all knowledge, and buried it in a tomb named Kelda.

Looking back to visit this destroyed home.

Boundless despair and pain flooded again.

Elam's ideals, goals, enthusiasm, shattered!

He turned away and never returned.

Cohen, who was in the fog, looked at this scene with red eyes.

soon.

A fissure was torn open in the air on the mountain path of the Elland route—

Five figures fell in front of him.

Arzu stretched out his hand to him and sincerely invited him.

And Cosimo's abnormally dark face showed him a gentle smile.

"My most esteemed disciple, Elan, let's do something together, I swear, I will save these compatriots who died in vain for you!"

Alan, without hesitation, clenched his hand.

...

The Bear School is located further south in the Amer Mountains.

Fortress of Gersvid in the Tyr Torsha Mountains.

The eye-catching tower, circling the terrifying spiral staircase.

Ivar Evil Eye lunged on top of the wall, and below was a moat hundreds of feet deep, surrounded by white mist, and the highly poisonous liquid in it gave off a pungent smell, making people tremble.

And he looked up at the starry sky above his head, piercing the eye of the plane, changing the infinite vision.

Lightning flashed across the sky like a silver snake.

One after another, but there was no sound of thunder, a gust of wind suddenly surged, blowing Ivar's forehead and hair across his cheeks.

In the dark sky, a milky white ribbon quickly lit up, twisting like an earthworm.

On this ribbon, many vague and terrifying figures appeared. They were getting closer and clearer in Ivar's eyes.

Buffalo horns and tattered crests swayed on the rider's helmet, the skin was pale as a corpse under the gray visor, and the skeleton horse under the crotch was wrapped in a tattered gray coat.

The wind was blowing, and the blades of lightning slashed the black sky.

A ghostly song came from the ribbon.

The cavalry team turned around and charged straight towards the Fortress of Gersvid.

The hooves of the skeleton horse seemed to smash the walls of the moat.

The King of the Wild Hunt, rushing at the front of the team, galloped forward, leaving only a rusty helmet on his skeleton's head.

Blue-grey flames burned in the hollow eye sockets, tattered cloaks fluttered in the wind, mottled necklaces rattled against the rusted breastplate. "

"Haha! Ivar Evil Eye!"

The King of the Wild Hunt kicked the skeleton horse's belly and let out a terrifying and arrogant laugh,

"The Viper School, destined to belong to us, will eventually join us and run to the end of the world with us!"

"No, bastard, return my people!"

"Come on then! I'm waiting for you in another world!"

"I swear that one day I will attack your hometown and kill all your executioners and war criminals! Let your corpses kneel in front of me!"

Queen of the Wild Hunt, a skeleton knight took off his helmet, his gray pupils stared numbly at Ivar.

A certain emotion is suppressed.

And on the neck of the skeleton knight, a set of silver viper necklaces sparkled, full of irony.

Behind him, five skeleton knights swayed with viper pendants around their necks!

wow——

Ivar jumped up.

The long sword was unsheathed on the back, and a rainbow-like training was split into the sky above the city wall.

The illusion of the cavalry was instantly divided into two, disillusioned into nothingness.

landing.

Ivar bowed his head, gritted his teeth, and shivered in anger.

The Viper School, since its establishment.

Every few years, you will receive the harvest of the Wild Hunt!

They seem to use the Snake faction as their own boot camp, taking away Ivar's disciples time and time again!

Snake Pie and Wild Hunt go hand in hand!

But Ivar Evil Eye was powerless to stop him.

He has the evil eye to see through the infinite world, but he does not have the force to suppress the world.

The Snake Sect is constantly harassed by the Wild Hunt, and under the hostility of the Southern Empire, it becomes increasingly weak!

endangered!

"Ivar!"

A cold voice woke him from his anger.

"Anahard, you wooden man isn't dead yet?!"

"I haven't repaid your hatred of the split bears, how could I die in front of you!?" Anahad retorted unceremoniously.

And behind him, four more people suddenly walked out.

Ivar looked intently.

Heart surging frenzy!

Aigar, Elan, Arzu and his disciple Idalan.

He rubbed his eyes comically, as if he thought he was seeing a hallucination!

"Stop rubbing, Ivar, everything is true, we are not dead!" Arzu gave him a hearty smile, "Eye of the Witcher Order, come back, we will help you solve the trouble once and for all!"

"Help me with the Wild Hunt? Are you serious?"

"I swear to my beloved..." Arzu glanced at the other three witchers, "See, everyone, everyone has their own wishes waiting to be fulfilled."

"But we must unite!"

"And this time, we will no longer remove monsters for those ridiculous people in the world, and no longer dedicate to others!"

"We are only for ourselves!"

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