The Divine Hunter

"Boom—"

Rolling thunder, half the moon was hidden in the dark clouds, and one after another, white and bright silver snakes were cruising in the thick dark clouds. Suddenly, a drop of rain fell across the dark sky, and finally landed on a palm. among.

Roy withdrew his right hand that was sticking out of the tent, "It's raining..." As soon as the sentence fell, it was as if some kind of signal had been detonated. The rain pounded on the tents and carriages, disturbing people like a dense drumbeat.

The north wind, which was as fierce as a knife, was pulling the tent with a "huhu", and the ground spikes "Kazkaz" swayed, as if it would rise from the ground at any time.

However, God did not let people live in peace.

"There is a situation!" Roy got out of the tent with a short body, and the witcher followed into the rainstorm.

The two of them were soaked instantly, but they couldn't control that much - a member of the sea scorpion was roaring in the dark, his voice was about to be drowned out by the noise of the rainstorm.

The two quickly leaned over, "Brother, what happened?"

"There are monsters... monsters attacked the camp..." The man gasped and grabbed the witcher's hand, the rain washed his cheeks, making his face even paler, "Master Leto, are you? Expert, please help everyone!" His body was trembling like epilepsy, obviously frightened!

"The others, where have they gone?"

"Lord Aveline and Cantila led the brothers to chase over the swamp! I... they told me to watch... watch the camp."

Roy looked at the countryside outside the camp. In the dark night and the heavy rain, his vision was also greatly restricted, and he could only see the situation around 20 late. It is extremely unwise to rush out in such a condition.

"Don't panic." The witcher outlined with five fingers and used Axifa to soothe the camper. "The rainstorm just fell. Did you see that monster? What does it look like?"

"It's too dark, I can't see it very clearly, I just remember that its eyes are like cats and wolves, and there is a dim light in the night!"

"Oh, in which direction did Boss Aaron chase him out?"

The man frowned and pondered for a moment, "I didn't see the boss, but I saw Ali and Ade flying away to the east!"

The witcher told the man, "Roy and I will go back when we go, you stay to watch the camp, don't run around!"

"Master Leto, please!"

...

With deerskin boots stepping on the wet mud, the two of them strode into the dark night. The witcher with the twinkling pupils was carrying Guvihir on his back, and Roy was holding a crossbow. They did not carry torches, and the moonlight was enough to guide the direction.

"Is something wrong?" Roy was a little annoyed, "If 'it' is really the patron saint of the sea scorpion, why would he make such a big noise on a rainy night! Isn't he afraid of an accident among the members of the sea scorpion? ?"

The witcher said lightly, "It has noticed our abnormality during the day, and these movements at night are just trying to lure us out."

"Then don't we just throw ourselves into the net..."

"If we don't go there, he is sure to come to the door. When the time comes, he won't be so 'kind', be more interesting and take the initiative to see what the purpose is?"

The two bowed their bodies and sneaked in the dark night under the cover of rain.

Not long after walking, a ray of fire ahead pointed out the positions of the members of the acrobatic troupe, and occasionally soft and orderly voices could be heard, and it seemed that no accident had happened.

However, just as they were about to follow, an owl suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the owl flew in front of them and clucked twice. The torrential rain wet its wings, and its flying posture was extremely embarrassing. It simply squatted directly on Roy's shoulders, raised its wings naively and pointed to the left.

"If I remember correctly, this is Aaron's 'Owl' Allie.

Is she showing us the way? Hearing the boy's muttering, "Ali" nodded at him very humanely, then spread out his wings, put his paws on pads, and squatted down with his fat buttocks up.

Roy was greatly surprised, "Is this a salute to us, is Ali a lady?"

"Gu..." 'Ali' raised her wings slightly shyly to cover her round cat face.

"She can understand us, it seems that Aaron's situation is very complicated!"

Ali's performance is undoubtedly showing goodwill to the two, and Roy's urgent mood is slightly relieved.

They followed Ali's guidance for about ten minutes and entered a pocket pine forest. The rain was blocked by the dense branches and leaves.

On top of the stone, a huge figure was sitting cross-legged.

Across the distance, Roy used observations on it, and actually got completely different information from the previous days.

"It seems that observation skills also have shortcomings, at least they can't do anything about creatures that switch forms."

The cursed one?

"Aaron"

Age: 33

identity:

Captain of the Sea Scorpion

(He is the founder of the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe, full of vigor and action, and is deeply loved and admired by the members of the Acrobatic Troupe.)

Sparrow Whisperer

(Because of some unexpected change, Aaron has the ability to communicate with two little babies, Ade the tea falcon and Ali the owl, and has become a popular juggler.)

Based on the information and inferences you have gathered, you have revealed his hidden identity:

the cursed

(His body has been subjected to some kind of terrible curse. On some nights or the night of the full moon, he will transform into a werewolf with fangs and claws and start killing and hunting. According to legend, the werewolf will have both the evil in human nature and animal nature, and Cruelty, yet he seems immune to it, and still retains human sanity.)

life value:? ? (Unable to acquire due to lack of perception)

Attributes:

Strength: 13 (Wolfman form +5)

Agility: 15 (+5 in werewolf form)

constitution:? ? (Unable to acquire due to lack of perception)

Wisdom: 15 (Wild Intuition +5)

Will: 6

Charisma: 4 (Werewolf form -2)

Spirit: 5

Skill:

Werewolf form (passive curing): The master of the night, the killer of half wolf and half human, the main battle attributes such as strength and agility have been greatly improved, all +5, but the terrible body odor and appearance make it attractive -2.

Wild Intuition (Passive Solidification): The original instinct inherited from genes, it has extraordinary perception ability, can detect hostile murder, as well as the weaknesses and weaknesses of the enemy, and has a strong premonition of danger, and better dodge attacks.

Bloodthirsty Strength (Passive Solidification): Werewolves are born with more powerful vitality than other creatures, life +100.

Rapid Healing (Passive Curing): The cursed flesh has abnormal activity, which can quickly heal any minor wounds, and quickly heals medium and medium wounds by devouring the flesh and blood of the enemy, and replenishes health. Constitution +10

Call of the Wild LV5: Through a unique roar, a werewolf can call friends and call upon nearby wolves, or werewolf companions, to aid in battle.

...

"The melee attributes are all crushing me, but it's still a little worse than Leto."

Roy clenched his crossbow quietly, estimating the distance between the two sides. Before the werewolf pounced, he could probably shoot two arrows?

"Should I call you Aaron, or Mr. Werewolf? What's the point of calling us here tonight?"

The huge shadow jumped down from the rock vigorously, and under the faint moonlight, its long wolf snout opened slightly, revealing scarlet gums and pale sharp teeth.

"Very well, the two of you are really not the guys who shout and kill at every turn, let's have a 'peaceful' and pleasant exchange!"

In a hoarse and magnetic tone, its muscular body dragged a pair of huge claws and two deformed legs, and walked towards the two of them.

And "Ali" on the witcher's shoulder flew over with a cheerful cry.