The Game of Demon Hunter

"Victor, my lord appreciates your understanding and innovation of magical power. If you are willing to submit to my lord, he is willing to share with you all the secrets and knowledge of this world." Stuart said reluctantly: "Even in the realm of the Witch King , you are not without a chance to get involved."

Stuart felt that he instinctively hated the black-robed wizard in the sky, but he couldn't remember why he felt this way about him.

Stuart shook his bird head and cleared his mind of thoughts, how could he be distracted at such a time!

The will of our Lord Saint Tzeentch has not yet been communicated, focus, Stuart!

Stewart?

The bird-headed man seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and saw an apprentice in a black robe, struggling to survive various body modification operations, howling in pain.

The name Stuart is so familiar, who is that?

The bird-headed man shook his head again, clearing out the useless information in his mind, and more knowledge from St. Tzeentch was instilled into his memory by the magic book.

Knowledge, power, these things that Stuart had longed for, Saint Tzeentch generously gave him alms, but as mentioned before, the Chaos Gods always like to use this black humorous way to achieve the goals of mortals. desire.

Even if they have enough power to satisfy the wishes of all creatures in this world, even if for them, the resources of this world are terribly scarce and useless.

But the reason why the evil gods are evil gods is because they don't play their cards according to the routine. They just like to see the expressions of mortals who have achieved nothing or gained nothing after hard work and sacrifice.

They just like to listen to the wailing from the soul, the confession of incomparable regret.

This is a game belonging to the evil gods, but not every civilization is qualified to participate with the evil gods. Those who are born with insufficient power and weak will be wiped out by the evil gods like garbage.

And Tzeentch is the evil god among the evil gods. What he likes most is to play with the souls of enemies and worshipers by using various intrigues and tricks. He collects knowledge, appreciates tricks, and likes to lure spellcasters.

Tzeentch would not choose to use violence when troubles could be solved with wisdom and intrigue.

Of course, if on the basis of appreciating tragedy, it can bring some troubles to those more interesting souls, thereby leading to more interesting plays, it will be an extremely wonderful comedy for Tzeentch.

Therefore, even though Stuart forgot his name, past, and hatred, he knew the metal box that both the mage Victor and the witcher were obsessed with.

"This object is called [Fire Seed Source], and it is a strange thing that came across the crystal wall. Victor, you call it [Mechanical Miracle], and humans, you name it [Mechanical Heart]." Walking forward slowly, each step left complex magic patterns on the ground: "However, none of you know the real purpose of this item."

Pastor Ford commanded the paladins to shrink the line of defense and withdraw the militiamen to the interior of the castle. When the high-end strength of the paladin expeditionary force was exhausted, he chose to retain as much force as possible.

"Our latest creation can restore the land polluted by chaos!" On the ground where the bird-headed man walked, a phantom figure suddenly appeared, as if introducing something.

"But my lord is willing to invite the inventor and creator of [Fire Seed Source] to explain its use to you for free." In the middle, they kept wailing: "Humans, listen carefully!"

Even Victor, the black-robed wizard in the sky, delayed the spread of the dark clouds, waiting for the introduction of the phantom. He was very confident in his own strength, so he seemed calm.

"The radiation caused by [Fire Seed Source] can transform carbon-based organisms into silicon-based organisms, and our race will take this opportunity to get rid of the ravages of chaos!" Another figure also stood in place, raising his arms and shouting, as if to Speech by a crowd that doesn't exist around you.

Another phantom said in a confused tone: "Civilization is destroyed once, our demise is inevitable, the end is inevitable, where should [Fire Seed Source] go? Perhaps, its existence can give other civilizations a chance to survive. "

As the bird-head man's staff burned out like a candle, the bird-head man himself was also ignited, and the phantom disappeared into the air as if it had lost its support: "Excuse me, everyone, what is the origin of [Fire Seed Source]?" A creation of civilization? Or a plot by our Lord to confuse you?"

The bird-headed man's voice became more and more ethereal, and the almost transparent bird-headed man looked at the demon hunter: "If it's the former, who should own it? Is it you who represent the new power?"

"Still represent you, the caster?" The bird-headed man looked at the black-robed Victor in confusion, and then shifted his gaze to the direction of the paladin: "Or, those false gods you believe in will also treat [Fire Seed Source] 】develop interest?"

The bird-headed man waved his wings fiercely, and the [Mechanical Heart], which was originally bound tightly by Nangong Yujun in the sealed box with chains, burst into a shock wave as if alive!

The airtight box was abruptly opened a gap, and the fluctuations belonging to the power of order oscillated out of the gap, making the surrounding paladins and Priest Ford on the city wall feel the unspeakable power.

Nangong Yujun, who was closest to [Mechanical Heart], lost consciousness in an instant, his hands moved to close the box, and he froze there.

Xu Yichen also felt that his mind seemed to be frozen, getting slower and slower, [Pure Fire] and [Red Time] were activated at the same time!

The surrounding paladins also seemed to be infected, their eyes were demented, and they subconsciously lined up in a neat square formation!

Using his last willpower, the demon hunter walked behind Nangong Yujun, and approached the metal box inch by inch with his gloved palm!

In the sky, the thundercloud storm summoned by the mage Victor was also affected. The dark cloud, which was originally irregular in shape, turned into a square cube with a gust of wind!

Under the action of this regular force, the lightning contained in it turned into a straight line, going straight up and down between the dark clouds and the ground!

The Horror, who represented Chaos, evaporated like foam.

The bird-headed man also disappeared, but before disappearing, its eyes shone with the light of wisdom that did not belong to it: "Of course, this may also be a gift from 'I' to you, remember, everything Everything is allowed, everything is empty, I wish you a happy game."