Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

Kashen followed all the way and watched coldly. He saw that the knight was so hungry that he could not walk and fainted. The white-robed priest saved him with magic.

There was no water source in the area, so the believers could only drink juice squeezed from wild grasses and leaves. They were in a desperate situation.

Even so, Kashin remained very cautious and had no intention of taking action.

They rested, and Kashin also rested. He took out a human leg from his space backpack and let the silver wolf gnaw on it. He ate some beef pies, charcoal-grilled lamb, and enjoyed iced coffee. He didn't know how comfortable the days of chasing were.

The two sides kept their distance. At this moment, Kashin lay on the back of the silver wolf and meditated to conserve his energy, while the wolf slowly tracked him with its spiritual power.

Until late at night, the white-robed priest woke up hungry, tapped his swollen legs in a daze, looked at the sleeping soldiers, and sighed:

"The devil didn't follow me after all, so I'm safe now. I'll be safe when I go down the mountain tomorrow. I'll find a village to settle down first. I'm too embarrassed to go back to the Vatican to report. Damn it! I lost the position of cardinal that I had obtained. I'll just be an ordinary priest in a mountain village and live out the rest of my life..."

The white-robed priest really wanted to cry. His wrong decision had harmed an army of 100,000, caused him to lose his throne as cardinal, and made him a sinner of the Church. Death could not atone for his sins.

He walked away tremblingly, wanting to take care of his personal hygiene. He came to the bushes, lifted up his robe, took off his pants, squatted down, took out a silver cylinder from his waist bag, unscrewed the lid, and poured out a golden shovel-shaped scraper...

In a flash, the telekinetic arrow silently entered his head and pierced through the back of the white-robed priest's head. He fell forward on the spot without making any sound.

Kashin waited nearly a day for this strike and finally succeeded, for the hunter was patient and waited only for this fleeting opportunity.

The main reason was that Kashin didn't know what magic the other party had, so he was very cautious.

Although the man was dead, the white-robed priest was still covered in golden light. Kashen was shocked, but he immediately understood what was going on and rushed out from the nearby bushes...

The sharp two-handed axe chopped off the head in two strokes and took it away, destroying the priest's magic - resurrection.

Fortunately, he waited for the right opportunity and acted calmly. If he had been in a fierce battle and had no time to take care of the white-robed priest, he could have been resurrected as long as there was enough time and become a fish that slipped through the net.

"Fuck!" Kashin couldn't help but swear, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"He is actually the super priest who possesses rare skills? Haha, it's really a narrow road for enemies! But even so, it's your bad luck to meet me. Don't even think about escaping from my palm today, just wait and see!"

There was a gleam of ferocity in Kashin's eyes.

At this moment, Kashin keenly felt that although the enemy in front of him had been beheaded, the dead man still seemed to have a strong vitality. There seemed to be a subtle force like magnetism between the head that rolled to the side and the headless body.

This subtle power made Kashin realize that the soul of the dead man was struggling tenaciously, showing an indomitable desire to survive.

Kashin did not dare to take it lightly. He retreated carefully with the head and did not stop until he was about fifty meters away from the corpse.

Even though they were so far apart, thanks to Kashin's own powerful mental perception, he could still clearly sense that the subtle power had not dissipated.

Kashin shook his head helplessly and said with a sneer: "Humph, so what if the head doesn't want to die? It's not up to you!"

After saying that, Kashin raised the extremely sharp armor-piercing axe in his hand without hesitation and chopped it down hard at the head.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and the head was instantly shattered like a smashed watermelon. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, covering the ground. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

Even the well-informed and ruthless Kashin couldn't help feeling sick at the sight of this scene.

Fortunately, with the head completely shattered, the mysterious and subtle power finally disappeared.

Kashen continued to return along the same route and looked at the headless body of the white-robed priest again. Sure enough, the golden light still covered the whole body.

Kashin checked his chest and found that his heartbeat was still there, but it had slowed down a little.

"Fuck! This guy is so hard to kill!".

Carrying the headless corpse, he walked away, summoned the silver wolf, cut open the body on the spot, took out the heart and let the silver wolf eat it, and then the golden light on his body disappeared.

Kashin laughed and said, "Damn it, wasting time here. If I had known earlier, I would have shot an arrow through the heart and been done with it..."

The silver wolf's silver pupils suddenly turned golden, and its energy instantly became abundant. Kashin sensed the silver wolf's inner fluctuations and immediately communicated with it...

Ten minutes later, they realized it was a false alarm. The Silver Wolf definitely inherited some energy from the cultivator, so all aspects of his energy were improved, at least his mental power increased significantly.

It is not convenient to pursue this matter. It was the Silver Wolf's good fortune. Kashin quickly hid back and killed the enemy...

The smell of blood finally alarmed the other party, so a paladin groped towards this side. Kashen never confronted a paladin head-on, so he decisively retreated with the silver wolf.

The paladin saw the headless body of the white-robed priest. The corpse was so humiliated that he stamped his feet in anger and cursed the devil loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky...

At this time, all the survivors woke up and searched for the so-called demon separately, fighting to the death.

Kashin and the silver wolf disappeared from their sight again without any warning, like ghosts.

At this moment, it seemed that killing or not killing was no longer important to the remaining people, because the white-robed priests who were regarded as the soul were already dead, and they were just insignificant scraps.

Everyone searched everywhere for the dreaded murderer, but found nothing.

Everyone's face was filled with frustration and despair, as if the whole world had collapsed.

This long night not only made everyone's spirits extremely tense, but also immersed them in endless sadness and unable to extricate themselves.

Even some knights who were originally extremely strong had their psychological defenses completely collapsed at this moment, and fell into deep fear and helplessness.

However, about two miles away from here, Kashin was resting leisurely.

He had no intention of letting this group of people go at all. At the moment, he just wanted to have a good sleep and recharge his energy before enjoying this game of cat and mouse.

The right thing to do is to judge the situation. Never assassinate if you can launch a sneak attack. Hunger and thirst are also deadly weapons.

The desperate people fought hard and their combat effectiveness doubled. Kashin saw that something was wrong and retreated decisively.

The night passed quietly, and when the dawn light pierced the darkness and spread to the earth, a new day began.

The survivors were already exhausted after a night of suffering, and the key point was that they had not slept well.

So they had to go out to collect wild fruits and leaves to fill their stomachs.

Kashin, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene and was secretly delighted: The opportunity has finally come! After all, without the blessing of the white-robed priest's magic, it is almost impossible for these people to go far, so sooner or later they will go down the mountain to find more food.

After quickly taking care of his personal hygiene, Kashin hurriedly caught up with him, walking with big strides, chewing the food in his hand with big mouthfuls.

As he sang the scout hunting song composed by Tan Aili, a bloody hunt began...