Werewolf hunting rules

"Clayton, is that you?"

The girl stared at the black beast rushing out of the castle. Her legs that were about to escape stopped, but she still maintained a posture ready to take a step.

The beastman stood upright, his back slightly bent, but he still had a terrifying height. It seemed to be about nine feet tall, with a strong and agile body. The six-foot-long ax was held as lightly as half a sword in its talons.

If it wants, it can "pick up" her or Louis as easily as a doll.

From a monstrous point of view, its black hair is smooth and shiny, indicating its good health. The anti-joints can increase the sprint speed to the highest level in a short period of time. There is also a tail that can assist balance when standing on two feet, and the palms with sharp claws can grasp and manipulate complex tools. It is a very excellent species.

But in any case, this is far from Clayton's usual appearance. Only those yellow eyes make Donna feel familiar.

"It's me." Clayton responded to her, and the alienation that instinctively showed on Donna's face really stung him. He turned back to stare at the small door of the castle. "This castle is full of evil things. You go first. I will follow you soon."

"You have to be careful," Donna said, staring at his hanging tail.

She and Pastor Lewis hurriedly turned back, and after a while, Clayton followed.

He returned to his human form with a tired look on his face. He held the Mosquito Slayer in his left hand and a bag and two spears under his right arm.

"Did you risk going back to the castle to get your clothes?" the priest asked, feeling that it was not worth it.

"Something is necessary, and it's not just for me."

After going through the binding ceremony and experiencing the past of the two ancestors, Clayton was no longer ashamed of being naked, and he broke into the castle again for another purpose.

He threw the new gadgets he brought from the castle to the ground, and there was a clanking sound of metal inside. The priest squatted down and untied the dirty cloth outside, and saw some rusty armor parts.

"I will help you put on these armors. Fairyland will not die, but it will be troublesome if it is dismembered."

The other two knew nothing about the equipment and therefore had little to agree or disagree with.

Clayton helped them put the armor on over their coats, hoping that there would be no threats that could break the protection - this was his compensation for his mistakes.

There was one thing he had difficulty explaining to them—that Chud Osmar seemed to be coming for him, and they were only implicated by themselves.

The information provided by the priesthood caused some information that had been regarded as "past" to resurface in Clayton's memory, and he discovered the truth among the complicated and trivial fragments.

He had eaten the placenta of the original whale before. As long as it was processed, it could make people see the scene of fairyland. Because of an accident, he ate so much that he was affected by it and could feel some special messages. Osma must have discovered something abnormal about him and thought he could be used as a sacrifice to open up the wonderland.

Chud Osmar must have noticed the abnormality when he saw him for the first time, so he came to visit him specifically later.

Thinking about it more carefully, Perun's apprentice Bill must have been ordered by Osmar to rummage in his room. At that time, he almost figured out the matter, but something unexpected happened when he summoned Bill.

No, that wasn't an accident, that was Osmar's ability at work.

He attacked Bill in front of everyone, and the others let the murderer go because they didn't know what he was capable of!

"I have one thing to tell you. I probably understand what Osmar's abilities are."

Louis and Donna were still adapting to the actions after putting on the armor. After hearing Clayton's words, they both stopped and gathered around to listen to him.

"Julius has said before about the constant value of fate. People live in a time set with a fixed average luck value. The number of dates contained in the set is not fixed. If the number at the beginning of the set is greater than average, the subsequent numbers will be less than the average. The fluctuating order of luck values ​​means that people will not be unlucky all the time, nor will they be lucky all the time.”

"And Chud Osmar can change the order of the luck values ​​in different time periods in this set, and even re-adjust the values, so that the designated person can get the good luck or bad luck he wants in the current time period."

"Mr. Bello." The priest spoke, and he wanted to summarize Creighton's speech: "I think your view of Osmar can be called alarmist. Many unfortunate things are just coincidences. There are many things in Gevaux. Such coincidences also occur in other places. The ability to change destiny is too exaggerated. I know that some creatures have this ability, but everything does not go smoothly for them, and they are even captured and suppressed by wizards."

Clayton shook his head, believing his guess.

"Osmar does not have everything go smoothly. This trick is very effective against ordinary people, but once he deals with beings with stronger power, the price he needs to pay will become difficult if he wants such an ability to be effective immediately. Accept it. But if you just slightly modify the values, you can continuously accumulate advantages by activating the ability multiple times. This is why he has always been unwilling to attack us directly, but has been delaying it."

"In addition, Osmar is indeed wanted by wizards. Someone from the House of Troubles, a branch of the Doomsday Seeker sect, discovered his existence through divination and is offering a high reward to capture him."

The priest's eyes moved, but he did not retort.

And Donna was very calm from beginning to end. Maybe it was the witch's intuition, or maybe she had already guessed in her mind. In short, she seemed to believe Clayton's words.

At this point, Clayton paused for a moment, then spoke again with a helpless tone: "I'm afraid he wanted to keep Adelaide Lux first, but the water nymph also has the ability to observe fate. She noticed his His ability is very low, so he chooses to pay a certain price so that he can leave Jevo smoothly and no longer be entangled with him."

"Adelaide?"

The lieutenant's speculation made the priest very puzzled: "Is she still alive? I remember what I said to her."

Donna scratched her breastplate uncomfortably, and it made a harsh sound: "Yes, you shot her, but she didn't die, and you left us a message when you left. I think you should She apologized."

The priest sighed: "I will. I was too excited at the time and couldn't get over the news of my child's death."

"Forgive me for saying this, but I think she should thank you." Clayton said: "She must have taken advantage of your state of mind at the time. If you didn't plan to shoot her, she couldn't leave Gevo, Chude ·She is the one Osmar wants to deal with.”

At this point, he smiled bitterly: "I should have thought of it earlier. No matter how weak the water fairy is, the moment you set foot on the river, she should have known that you brought a gun."

Being shot by an angry father is unlucky, and Adelaide needs this moment of bad luck to get the next uptick.

The reason why Adelaide became a water nymph must have had Chud Osmar's involvement.

The priesthood discovered that Osmar had been in contact with Danny. Perhaps it was at that time that Osmar discovered the jealousy in the young man's heart towards his friend's beauty. Through some instigation and perhaps mental control, he He intensified the situation, and perhaps explained part of his plan to Danny. Finally, the three of them gathered at the edge of the swamp. He took the initiative to bring the greatest misfortune to Adelaide, and then used the girl's The bloodline characteristics activated her again, and these actions were done to make Adelaide meet his expectations of a sacrifice.

The water fairies can observe the fairyland, and Kuo Ke's body is directly connected to the fairyland.

Chud Osmar wanted to reach the fairyland, but a sacrifice of Kuok was not enough. He could not open the correct door. There must be an existence who could observe the fairyland to further locate him.

Adelaide's departure should have been a cue, but Creighton ignored it.

"She tricked us!"

Donna yelled angrily, and she walked around Clayton twice angrily, and then she became happy because of Osmar's ability: "But we are in Wonderland now, and we will not die no matter what. Isn't this quite Is his ability weakened?"

"No, the danger in Wonderland isn't just death."

Clayton thought of the evil things in the castle, and there was still a trace of the remaining horror in his heart.

"The castle we just saw is an example. All the defenders inside turned into evil creatures for some reason. I think there are not many people with such deep obsessions in the real world, and the probability of natural transformation should be zero. So high. There must be something in the fairyland that can trigger the most powerful desires in people's hearts and gradually turn them into evil creatures."

"We must find a way to get out of here quickly to avoid encountering that kind of power."

He thought of another thing and added: "Also, I found the lance frame parts attached to the breastplate in the castle. This kind of equipment has not been available in Taunton, known as the country of knights, for a long time. If used, those evil creatures must have spent hundreds of years in the castle."

Donna thought about a similar question.

"The magic circle we came out of! Those people may not have been sacrificed recently. They may have been there for hundreds of years. It's just because of their immortality that their blood has not dried up! We may be in a deserted area. Area!"

This is a problem. If they stay in the forest, they may never find a human settlement.

The discussion came to an end for now, and they now agreed to go in a different direction.

Creighton tried to track Chud Osmar's scent this time, but the "public enemy" didn't seem to like taking the usual route, and his scent spread all the way to the heights of the trees.

The werewolf's body was not good at climbing trees. As long as Osmar didn't stop on his own initiative, he would never be able to catch up with him.

So Clayton chose to throw Clara high again, this time to a new address, which was the nearest edge of the forest.

They hurried there.

I don't know how many hours passed, and the sky darkened inexplicably. Both Louis and Donna began to feel tired and had to climb a tree to rest. But their hunger has never arrived, even for the werewolf. His insatiable stomach seems to be filled with something as light as a feather every moment, relieving his hunger and making him unable to stop. As for going crazy because of it.

But there are still some differences between werewolves and humans. He is not hungry, but he still wants to eat something.

The itching sensation caused by the influx of this ethereal substance in his esophagus and stomach made him want to swallow some hard substances to "tick" them.

This situation is extraordinary.

Clayton suspected that this was some kind of reaction that occurred after his own werewolf curse came into contact with some kind of substance in Wonderland.

They spent almost two days in the almost endless forest and finally walked out of the forest.

In the distance are green fields and the roads that divide the fields. You can also vaguely see a few figures walking and working in the fields. You can also see the outline of a town in the distance. There is also a high-roofed castle there, but it is smaller than the one in the forest. The one is much bigger.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there are still normal places in Wonderland.

They followed the post road toward the town until a patrolling cavalry stopped them.

This cavalryman wore a full set of armor and a robe embroidered with heraldry, but he did not seem to adapt to the weight of this majesty, which made him lie on the horse and behave sluggishly.

"Strangers? What are you doing in this country?"