Oring Hunter

Just like the change of the blood-stained blade, the power of this "blood bullet" is obviously several times stronger than the ordinary gunpowder bullets fired by Yechen in the past, and it is also several times terrifying.

"Not only can blood be used to strengthen the power of cold weapons, but also blood can be used to create high-damage bullets..." Lyle murmured softly as he observed the dried blood on the wreckage of the bench.

Surprise, curiosity, excitement, and joy, these four emotional colors soon began to mix in Ye Chen's heart, driving him, who was already used to the pain, to squeeze more blood from the incision of his arm to make a second "Blood Bullet" .

However, this time Ye Chen did not rush to fire it, but just kept it in his palm to observe, and looked at his pocket watch to record the time, because he wanted to conduct an experiment to test this kind of bullet made of his own blood How long can it last in the outside world.

After all, he only made two "blood bullets" just now, and Ye Chen's eyes were a little dizzy. This was always the blood flowing in his body. If he made it recklessly, Ye Chen would be in extreme danger due to excessive blood loss. state of shock.

But assuming that this blood product can be preserved for a long time, then Ye Chen will naturally be able to hoard it slowly.

The boy carefully put away the "Blood Bullets" and was silent for a while, then asked the teacher in an uneasy tone:

"That... teacher, am I a lottery winner?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"Because... if blood must be used as the medium for casting spells, wouldn't it be easy for me to fall into a state of anemia? For example, making these few rounds of ammunition now makes me feel a little dizzy... This is obviously very dangerous in actual combat right?"

However, after listening to the apprentice's worries, Lyle responded without changing his face:

"Is this... the situation you mentioned will indeed happen, but it is completely wrong to describe it as underwriting."

"Take the group of blood power users I have known as an example. Although they are indeed prone to ischemia in the early stages of their careers, their hematopoietic ability will continue to 'increase' with the increase of nightmare realm. ."

"As long as they can persevere all the way, then the most impossible way for this group of people to die in the later stages of their careers is to bleed to death. The more physical injuries they have, the stronger their power will be."

"So, Ye Chen, you don't have to worry about this at all. Maybe in the early stages of your hunter career, you will inevitably encounter a lot of troubles in terms of blood and blood, but as long as you can successfully survive and usher in all-round qualitative changes in your abilities, then you will After that, there will be no doubt that it will become the group of people with the hardest life."

"One day in the future, the enemy is likely to find that no matter how many wounds he leaves on your body, he will not be able to knock you down at all, and to discuss in that extreme situation, the essence of your ability is equivalent to a sign already."

After listening to Lyle's sincere answering questions, Ye Chen's mood suddenly became a lot brighter.

"That's it...I see, teacher, I will try my best to survive in the early stage."

Gaining confidence in the essence of his ability, the boy finally raised his biggest doubt to the teacher, which was the strange voice in the nightmare that almost deafened him and broke his body and mind.

"So, teacher, what is the sound I hear in my dreams? Why does it make me feel so bad? Does everyone who has nightmares encounter this sound?"

"Probably the sound of the labyrinth itself..."

Lyle answered, paused for a moment, then gave an ambiguous answer.

"Nightmare is equivalent to the summoning method of the maze for everyone, and this voice is the first step in the summoning. Now that you have survived the first level of nightmare, it means that you have successfully responded to the call of the maze, and the maze will also Repay you with arcane magic..."

"In the terminology handed down by our hunters since ancient times, those who can remain sane after the first nightmare are called 'he who hears their song'."

"And those who lose themselves in nightmares will not only lose the qualification to sense the next nightmare forever, but will also end up in a mental runaway in reality and become lunatic with no rationality. Such people are called "degenerate". By"."

Lyle explained slowly.

Hearing its singing... Is that voice really a ballad... It's unimaginable...

After hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.

Then, countless questions sprung up from his mind like mushrooms after rain:

The call and reward of the labyrinth?What does it mean?Isn't this labyrinth not just a huge and intricate terrain, but some kind of living being with consciousness?Why does it call me, and why does it give me psychic powers?What does all this mean?

However, after Lyle said, "You don't need to delve into this now...", Yechen could only put these doubts behind him and didn't ask any more questions.

"From now on, you don't have to go hunting for beasts on the mountain anymore. I'll give you three days to familiarize yourself with the arcane magic. After three days, we will start the trial. The trial is divided into three parts. When you finish all of them, you can leave this place forever. ."

Lyle announced calmly, using invisible power to turn the sawdust and debris on the ground into dust and dissipate it in the void, while Ye Chen moved his thoughts back from his fantasy, his surface was calm, he just nodded and agreed, inwardly. It was full of anticipation and anxiety.

Although the teenager's daily life has been covered by study, training and hunting for more than ten years, his heart has long been numb to the word "trial", but when he thinks about completing this final test, he can leave the place under his feet. The land, the young man's heart is full of mixed flavors.

Although Ye Chen had long been looking forward to leaving this small world called the Eternal Winter Hidden Domain, with a land area of ​​no more than [-] square kilometers, he didn't know whether the outside world would be more beautiful or uglier.

After all, Lyle has never given him a definite answer to this question. Whether it is good or not, Ye Chen has to rely on his own eyes to judge in the end.

Since there is no need to go up the mountain to hunt and practice skills as usual for the next three days, Yechen concentrates on researching and controlling the blood arcane art that he has awakened.

After his experiment, the blade stained with Yechen's blood can maintain its strengthening time for a full hour, while the ammunition condensed by Yechen's blood can only maintain its form for a short period of 5 minutes. , these blood creations will turn into ordinary blood and then dry up quickly, without any peculiarity.

In addition, Ye Chen also found through experiments that even if he stored the blood he shed with a coagulant, it would be useless. If separated for a long time, the effect will be lost.

Once more than one bullet is made within 10 minutes, the body will experience severe dizziness for several 10 minutes. In actual combat, this is obviously extremely unfavorable to Yechen.

That is to say, before identifying and approaching the prey, Yechen can only store one "blood bullet" in the barrel for stability, and if he needs to use the second "blood bullet" without dizziness, It is necessary to pull out a rest period of up to 10 minutes after firing.

"Well... If the next prey can resist the killing of ordinary gunpowder like me, then "Blood Bullet" is a hole card that cannot be played easily, and most of the time you have to rely on "Blood Blade" hand-to-hand combat."

Ye Chen lay on the animal skin blanket, rubbed his pale forehead, and came to the above conclusion.

According to his teacher, the ability awakened from the first nightmare does not have much room for changeable development, and the experiments in the past three days are enough for Ye Chen to fully understand what he currently holds. However, if he wants to continue to expand the use of his blood, then it is only possible to continue to study this ability after the next round of nightmares...

Although the hematopoietic function in Ye Chen's body has also been greatly enhanced after the nightmare, he has gone too far in taking blood for the test in the past two days. Rest and recuperation is naturally the best.

The boy who made the decision closed his eyes and waited for a new day to come, but the previous nightmare had no intention of disturbing him repeatedly.

Ye Chen couldn't understand the principle of nightmares at all, he only knew that he slept very sweetly that night.

……

Three days have passed, and the trial is coming.

Early in the morning, Ye Chen put on his polished long knife and the loaded revolver, and stood in the center of the church hall, waiting for the moment when the teacher gave instructions.

Lyle was still sitting on the outdated wooden chair in the front row, facing the broken statue and his back to the student Ye Chen. Before declaring the task, he made a request to Ye Chen.

"Yechen, first recite the three hunters."

The young man immediately published the principles that the teacher had taught for many years.

"A rule of thumb for hunters: always be sensible, be considerate, and don't be blinded by anger or fear."

"The second rule of hunters: always pursue wisdom and skills, hone yourself to the extreme, and extend the road to the extreme."

"Three rules for hunters: Always stick to your own humanity, and never give in and never fall."

After listening, Lyle nodded with satisfaction, and then officially announced the content of the first trial.

"Yesterday, a condemned prisoner in White Frost City escaped from prison in the middle of the night. Now he is resting in the ruins of the village south of the mountain. It just so happens that you have only hunted low-intelligence beasts in the past and never hunted high-intelligence people, so the other party is practicing arcane magic as you. The target is very ideal, and hunting him is the content of your first mission."

"Remember, the other party has also experienced the nightmare of the labyrinth. Although he lost himself in the dream and became a 'fallen one', he is still able to perform arcane magic, which is still a threat to you that should not be underestimated."

"Always remember the three rules of hunters, don't be soft-handed because the other party is a humanoid, and don't let kindness be your scourge."

After telling the content of Trial [-], Lyle waved his hand gently.

"Go."

Chapter 0005 Village Ruins

Ye Chen answered with a loud voice, opened his backpack and quickly checked the items in it. After confirming that everything was fine, Ye Chen walked out of the church with tense nerves and headed straight for the ruins of the village at the foot of the mountain. .

In Ye Chen's impression, Lyle never left the prayer hall of the church, and almost always sat silently in the position facing the statue in the hall.

However, whether it is the signs of the erosion of the abyss in the border mountainous area, or the information about the escape of the rogues in Baishuang City, and all the information about this Eternal Winter Hidden Region, Lyle seems to know everything about it, as if he is omniscient... Why is this?

Ye Chen has thought about this question many times, but Lyle has never planned to solve his puzzles, and always prevaricates with "you will understand in the future".

As time goes by, Yechen can only stuff it into common sense. Perhaps for this small world, his teacher is like an omnipotent god...

Breathing in the heat, the young man passed through one snowy trail after another.

The icy and snowy wind that kept blowing on the face told about the bad weather of this land, but the young man was already used to it.

Eternal Winter Hidden Domain, as its name suggests, is a small world that is cold all year round. Here, there is neither a cool autumn, nor a warm spring, nor a hot summer, only that The cold winter lasts forever.

Although this place follows the basic laws of the alternation of the sun and the moon and the circulation of water and air, the sunlight of each day is the same temperature, and the moon phase of each night is a full circle, giving people a very obvious sense of disobedience. , it seems that in this land, space and time have undergone a serious split...

However, for Yechen who has grown up here for 17 years, this is already a common and normal phenomenon, and soon, he will bid farewell to this eternal winter hidden region where the winter snow is flying. Words of trial.

After less than an hour's journey, Ye Chen had come to the gate of the ruined village that Lyle had instructed.

Since Ye Chen was young, this village has always been so rotten and rotten, it seems that it has been abandoned by the aborigines for a hundred years, and it is empty and remote. Obviously, it is also very suitable for becoming a The hideout of a fugitive.

Ye Chen did not rush into the village, but first observed the surrounding environment. On the surface of the main dirt road where the snow was the most scarce, he vaguely found several broad footprints.

Judging from the exaggerated size and depth of the footprints, Ye Chen could immediately tell that the fugitive was a huge hoarfrost, with a high probability of possessing formidable power. In addition, Lyle had previously reminded the target that the target would also be Austrian. Spiritual art, it can be seen that the opponent is an enemy that cannot be underestimated.

Ye Chen hid outside the gate, peeping at the crooked and intersecting snow trails in the village and the wreckage of large and small houses. After not finding any suspicious figures, he walked for half a circle along the outdated walls of the village. A hidden hole was found in the wall.

Ye Chen leaned into the hole and officially sneaked into the interior of the village. He was familiar with the structure of the place. He understood that there was only one intact building that could hide and keep warm for a fugitive to escape from the snow. If the target was really here Camp, then the location can only be the only place.

After confirming the specific destination, the boy immediately moved lightly, but when he reached the house 50 meters away from the roofed house, something at the corner of the street made the boy's body stop immediately. .

Ye Chen opened his eyes wide, stared carefully, and found that there was some kind of slender object hanging in the air.

It was an extremely hard-to-find steel wire. Both ends were artificially nailed to the fences on both sides of the intersection, blocking the road leading to the house.

Yechen turned his head and looked at the other passages on the left and right sides, and found that they were all blurred with steel wires. It seemed that these steel wires were connected to each other, forming a circle with a radius of 50 meters around the house.

If nothing else, this should be some kind of warning device or deadly trap that, if touched, would trigger phenomena such as bells shaking or crossbow bolts attacking.

"The vigilance on the other side is also quite sufficient."

Ye Chen sighed inwardly for a while, then raised his legs and carefully crossed the wire, avoiding all possible traps on the road. After a few tosses, he reached the dilapidated old wooden house, which was still strong enough to withstand the wind and snow. nearby.

The wooden house is very small, covering an area of ​​only ten square meters. There is only a broken wooden door. Ye Chen's eyes passed through the gap of the wooden door and saw a group of figures in a corner of the house.

The figure was wrapped in a blanket, only the outline, no specific face could be seen.

Ye Chen lurked in the snow, observed silently for a while, then gently took out a long knife, and cut his arm with the tip of the knife infused with the power of Ao Ling.

He first covered the shed blood on the tip of the knife to forge the "Blood Blade", and then carefully dripped the rest into the only remaining empty bullet nest in the revolver. Under the bloom of a faint light, a bright red "Blood Blade" Bullet” was then condensed out.

One "Blood Bullet", five ordinary bronze bullets, after confirming that the revolver was loaded correctly, Ye Chen Xuan pushed the magazine back to its original position.

At this moment, the distance between him and the group of figures in the wooden house has been shortened to 30 meters. Although the target is already within the range of the revolver, Yechen is not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he tiptoes around the wooden house for half a circle, passing Broken windows, check the interior again from different angles.

However, even if Ye Chen changed the angle, there was still a corner in the wooden house that could not be seen clearly, and it happened to be the blind spot of common vision between the door and the window.

Ye Chen thought that there might be other traps in the house, so he didn't dare to rush in, so he had to go back to the door of the wooden house, and at a concealed distance of 15 meters, pointed the muzzle of the revolver at the blanket wrapped in the crack of the door, curled up into a group of shadows.

……

Half a year ago, Godard was an ordinary miller on a small farm near Hoarfrost.

He was short and thin, and was timid and ignorant. He was bullied and blackmailed by thugs in the city during the day, and abused and beaten by his wife at home at night. He lived a poor and uncomfortable life without a trace of dignity.

It can be said that Goddard is a failure to the extreme useless.

Everything is as it should be.

Until he experienced that nightmare.

In the dream, Goda was standing in a field. The whole field was dark, and the edge was shrouded in a thick fog. In addition, there were countless broken chains lying on the ground beside Goda's feet.

At first, Godad was confused and couldn't understand the situation at all. However, when he realized that the soles of his shoes were not the weeds in his cognitive view, but a strange twisted black silk, fear and panic instantly took over Gorda's heart.

In this strange land, endless dark hair grows, and the remains of broken iron chains are scattered.

What does all this mean?

Why would you come to such a place?

What will happen next?

Just as Godard was in a cold sweat and began to think about these questions, he suddenly heard some strange voice, some intermittent and vague voice.

wow... wow... wow...

Chapter 0006 Fugitive Godard

It was like a gust of wind, and like an earthquake.

And after Godad closed his eyes subconsciously and concentrated on listening, a terrifying intuition penetrated his brain like a spear, causing his brain to have some inexplicable idea.

Is this... the voice of some kind of giant?

Such a thought flashed by, and Goda's spirit was instantly shattered by an indescribable force. A strong sense of nausea began to frantically bombard Goda's body, his will began to collapse, and his emotions began to run wild.

When he scratched his cheek with his fingertips until blood splashed, the more he looked at the black silk under his feet, the more he looked like his natural thick hand hair, and the more he looked at the iron chains scattered around, the more he seemed to be restraining himself The shackles and iron hoops of life.

Then he rages, he screams, and finally wakes up from the nightmare.

When he woke up from the dream, Goda was surprised to find that his body had undergone a terrifying mutation.