Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"But it shouldn't be, it's only been half a day, where can he put the jade statue?"

"Or does Viggofortz have other tricks?"

Thinking of this, the demon hunter stared at Viggofortz's face.

Suddenly, he found that although there was only one instant trigger gem left on his dress, the fear and panic on the wizard's face had faded a lot.

A pair of light gray eyes, in the struggle, revealed a hideous and vicious look.

"Is there really a trick?" Ailin was shocked.

The sharp blade in his hand once again turned around without hesitation to borrow force, split the air, and slashed past.

"Swish!"

As the silver blade got closer and closer, the emotions emanating from Viggofortz's gray pupils became heavier, revealing extreme sadness and anger in the madness, and it was still getting worse.

The demon hunter didn't even discover these emotions from observation or visual observation.

But these surging emotions were like a river that broke through the embankment, and after being blocked by the divine wall of the Ottrop seal for the most part, they still directly infected the demon hunter.

"Buzz~"

The wolf emblem buzzed.

The demon hunter was in a trance for a moment, and seven or eight pictures - slums full of excrement and sewage, heavily guarded prisons, woodlands with lush trees... - flashed through his mind compulsively.

There were even a few inexplicable moments when he felt that around him, the night suddenly turned into day, the hot summer turned into winter, and the wilderness flowed with foul-smelling sewage...

In addition to those scenes he had never seen before, there were many ruffians, orphans, druids and wizards he had never seen before, who were beating, scolding, spitting, teaching and fighting,

and the objects of these negative behaviors were all on the owner of the picture's perspective.

"This... This is the memory of Vigfortz..."

Ailin had a flash of inspiration and understood in his heart.

But inevitably because of the impact of these emotions and pictures, his hand movements stagnated.

Vigfortz actually dodged this sword with a simple squat.

And this is not over yet.

Vigfortz was not happy because he dodged this attack.

He stared at Aylin, his expression twisted even more hideously, and in an instant he turned from a slightly down and out elegant gentleman into a wounded beast in the wilderness.

The demon hunter knew that he was angry that he had read his memories.

Although the demon hunter himself was also forcibly instilled with these memories by Vigfortz.

The surging emotions in his mind conveyed the murderous intent of the magic source directly and undisguisedly.

Vigfortz wanted to kill him, urgently, eagerly, eagerly, and couldn't wait to kill him...

"Buzz!"

The wolf emblem hummed sharply, and even jumped out of the collar.

The magic power in the surrounding environment, which had been exhausted by Alzu's thunder, suddenly overflowed inexplicably.

No!

That was not the same magic power!

Aylin clenched the hilt of the sword in horror.

At this time.

The strange and unknown magic power suddenly became thicker, filling the barren wilderness like gray mist.

The pulsating magic power squeezed Aylin's temple like an iron clamp, buzzing in his ears and making the hair on his neck stand up.

Aylin suppressed the panic that instinctively emerged in his heart and turned around to chop again.

But at this moment, he saw Vigfortz's eyes again.

What kind of eyes were those!

There was a green flame burning there, and the two contradictory emotions of restraint and mania were vaporized and dissipated in it.

"Swish!"

The sharp silver blade pierced through the strange magic power and quickly approached Vigfortz's neck in a strange state.

"Ah——"

Vigfortz roared loudly.

Instantly.

A dazzling green light lit up in the wilderness.

Before the witcher's sword touched Vigfortz, it was hit head-on by a powerful force, soaring into the air, rushing through the white horse that was still "clanging" like a sharp arrow, and fell into the weeds like a doll.

"Boom!"

The eardrum-shattering explosion followed.

Granite, mud, weeds, stone walls, and even the corpse of the white horse all floated up into the air and smashed towards the place where Ailin fell.

However, the accuracy of these objects was not good, and only a few of them could hit that place.

Ailin stood up from the bushes, dodged the corpse of the white horse that rushed over, and looked towards the center of the battlefield.

Vigofortz was suspended in a green sphere in the air, and green flames burned in his pupils.

Around him, the raging magic made everything float in the air and rotate around him, as if the law of gravity had completely failed.

He was a green black hole.

"Original magic!"

The demon hunter gritted his teeth.

The green sphere was not a magic shield. No, it might be a magic shield, but it was a means for the original magic to be naturally exerted and protect the magic source without control.

He remembered that in the original book, when Ciri's mother Pavetta awakened, she had a similar performance.

"But isn't Pavetta the blood of the ancients?"

"Can ordinary magic sources use the original magic so crazily? What on earth is this damn original magic?"

In a flash, Aylin quickly dodged the stones and debris that were thrown at him.

"Ah——"

Viggofortz's roar was like a whip lashing at everything and everyone in the wilderness.

"Viggo!"

"Aylin!"

The sorceress and Vesemir shouted in panic at the same time, and the emotions expressed in their tone were surprisingly the same worry.

However, they, including the sorceress, could not break through Vigfortz's indiscriminate original magic attack, and they had to guard against each other, so they could only worry outside.

However, Aylin could not go in, let alone retreat, otherwise he could not imagine what kind of trouble would arise if the magic source in this state took the opportunity to chant a spell.

"I'm fine, Visser..."

In the weeds covering his figure, the demon hunter just said that he was safe and asked the demon hunter master not to worry.

Before he finished speaking, his blue eyes met a pair of emerald eyes.

The chill instantly penetrated from the coccyx to the scalp.

The demon hunter hurriedly operated his magic power and crossed his hands to form the Ottrop seal.

Before the lavender transparent sphere was fully generated, Aylin felt his body lighten, and suddenly he was three meters off the ground, and the world turned upside down.

He was spun and sucked into the dazzling green vortex at the center of the original magic.

"Erin..." Vesemir cried out in fear, but was soon interrupted by another explosion.

Although the sorceress was worried about Vigfortz and couldn't understand why he burst out with the out-of-control talent that every magic source was born with but hated, she seized this opportunity and blew Vesemir away with a fireball.

"Did Vigfortz lose the battle with the young demon hunter?"

The sorceress could hardly suppress the empty panic in her heart.

However, she quickly restrained this emotion, after all, Vigfortz seemed to be in the upper hand now.

Grit her teeth.

The sorceress looked at Vesemir who was hit by the fireball and chanted a mysterious and rapid spell.

It sounded exactly the same as the magic that just resounded throughout the wilderness. That was the Alzu Thunder!

"Can't hold back."

Ailin maintained the lavender Otrope magic shield and stared at Vigfortz, who looked indifferent like a god who controlled everything.

If he is held back by Erni and the others, it is hard to say what will happen to him, but Vesemir may be killed by Alzu's Thunderfall due to this loss of consciousness.

Take a deep breath.

The demon hunter opened his mouth slightly.

The golden energy in the blood suddenly mixed with the four-color magic from the blood vessels and rushed directly upward.

"Yir..."

The heaven and earth began to resonate, and the wild and majestic roar first broke the Ottrop magic shield.

The magic shield shattered into purple fragments.

The wild beast roar does not allow practitioners to take the initiative to defend when "violent".

The huge pressure that suddenly erupted shattered the blockade of the original magic.

The green rotating magic, along with the gravel, soil, stone wall fragments, horse carcasses, broom, and juniper wood blocks that were wrapped by him, were all forced out of a two-meter radius at this moment.

Although the beast roar is not as powerful as usual.

But in other words, being able to force a "bubble" out of the distant magic power may also indicate the power essence of the beast roar to some extent.

"Step~"

The demon hunter stepped on the solid ground and held the sword tightly.

"...ulr..."

Another strange roar sounded.

Rage and wildness.

The strong pressure suddenly disappeared at this moment.

But the green original magic power was approaching rapidly, trying to wrap the demon hunter in here.

"Hu~"

The scorching heat burst out from the nose, as if to ignite the air.

The abundant and even overflowing sense of power filled every corner of the body and ignited every cell.

Although Vigfortz's position was wrapped in the messy debris of the distant magic power, his expression could not be seen.

But the demon hunter could feel the indifferent and cold emotions in his brain, which suddenly spread into strong suspicion and panic.

The approach of the original magic power became more and more urgent.

Vigfortz panicked!

"Dongdong~"

The debris controlled by the original magic power rubbed and collided with each other in the air, and at a certain moment, Vigfortz's emerald green eyes were revealed.

It was at this moment.

[Demon Hunting]

"Dong!"

The green original magic power sensed the threat and gathered desperately, finally breaking the instinctive blockade of the Roaring Path, and knocked the demon hunter away in an instant.

Ailin maintained the defensive posture of the sword, and did a somersault in the air to unload the force. After landing, he plowed a long gully on the ground.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

After landing, Ailin, who was knocked away, squinted at the green light that was at least 20 meters away under the dust in front of him, and didn't care.

If it weren't for the consideration of asking about the whereabouts of Erni and others, and not starting [Demon Hunting] as usual, with so many attacks, even if it only hit the magic barrier, Vigfortz would have been killed long ago.

But now...

"It's not too late!" Ailin followed the chanting indifferently and glanced in the direction of the sorceress.

"There's still time."

He took a deep breath, and the huge and abundant power that seemed to be burning suddenly flowed from his whole body into his right leg.

"Bang!"

The muscles instantly tightened, and his right foot stomped on the ground, leaving a small pit on the road trampled by thousands of people and carriages.

In an instant.

The demon hunter rushed out of the dust and mist, piercing the green light like a sharp arrow.

The distance of 20 meters between the two was shortened in an instant.

And then...

Ailin suddenly stopped.

Five jade statues floated in mid-air, blocking the way of the witcher. After he stopped, they landed gently on the ground in front of the witcher.

"Dong dong dong dong dong~"

Amidst the sound of a series of heavy objects falling to the ground, the manic green light disappeared.

"What do you mean?" Aylin asked coldly.

[Beast Roar: Fury] and [Demon Hunting] both have time limits. [Beast Roar: Fury] will cause strong weakness after the effect time is over, but his speaking speed is not urgent.

He could guess what Wilgefortz wanted to do, but at this time, he had to stay calm.

"Transformation sealing spell, these jade statues are the demon hunters of your sect..." Wigfortz pointed to the jade statues on the ground, and saw Aylin staring at him unmoved, seemingly shocked. After a while, "You know this spell... It seems that your favor with Ms. Vera is not a rumor..."

Sure enough... Aylin was silent and stared at him indifferently.

Inside, he quietly canceled the "Beast Roar: Fury" and used the [Demon Hunting] state to bring extreme calmness, controlling the expression on his face so that he would not turn pale due to sudden weakness.

Wigfortz, who was stared at by Aylin, paused slightly uncomfortably:

"I think... we don't have to fight to the death, right?"

Wilgefortz's voice was soft.

At this time, Aylin saw clearly the original boss for the first time.

He seemed to be in his twenties. His pale face and handsome appearance made people subconsciously fall in love with him at first sight.

The premise is that without this battle, Aylin would not know who he is, and there would be no mental fluctuations outside the divine wall of his mind that would allow him to read his mind.

However, Aylin pretended to be unaware and glanced at it. He was blocked by various fallen debris and did not notice the scene here of another battlefield.

The sorceress is still reciting the Arzu Thunder Technique, and she has already chanted it to the last moment.

The magic in the air was agitated, but it was obviously not as good as when Vilgefortz cast the same spell. Vesemir was desperately swinging his sword to chop at the green magic barrier, but it was very difficult to watch.

The barrier just flickered, and there was a purple-brown magical glow inside.

The effect of the master witcher's giant ghoul decoction had apparently lost its effectiveness due to some kind of injury.

"Lydia!" Vilgefortz shouted softly, "That's it."

"Bang~"

The green magic barrier around the sorceress shattered, pushing Vesemir a few meters away.

She kept mumbling curses and glanced at Wigefortz in confusion, and then at Aelin.

"Long~"

The dark clouds covering the sky gradually dissipated after a burst of thunder.

Lydia and Vesemir stopped at the same time, looking at each other warily while walking towards the direction of Wilgefortz and Aelin.

The light ball of the "Lighting Technique" steadily illuminated the open space between the two people, making it a mess.

"Dang~"

"Dang~"

The rapid ringing of the bell was deafening.

The star-point badge was embedded in the bloody horse corpse, glowing with a dazzling red light.