Mysterious journey

Jialong restrained his energy and quickly returned to Su Lin and the others.

"As expected of Ansara, even now I'm still not as good as him." He sighed slightly. "By the way, what were those monsters just now? Werewolves?"

"You've seen a werewolf, too?" Joseph replied in a low voice. The other two people looked at Garen approaching, and they all shrank back slightly in fear, their faces pale, obviously frightened by the previous fight.

Garen glanced at the three Josephs, frowned slightly, and was about to ask a question. Su Lin on the side quickly introduced.

"The three of them originally planned to come here to attack the werewolf altar and destroy the hunting ceremony. There is no malicious intention."

"Werewolf? Really a werewolf?" Garen frowned. Since there are werewolves, there are likely to be dark creatures such as vampires. And with vampires, is it possible that the Holy See in movies and novels on earth will appear?

A series of thoughts flashed through him in an instant. He had watched such movies before on Earth.

"What? Have you seen it?" Joseph was stunned. He is the only one among the three who is somewhat normal and not afraid of Galleons.

"No, I've just heard of it. Let's find a place to chat. It just so happens that I also have something to ask you." Garen glanced at the group of people in black cloaks who were walking towards here not far away. "Now it seems like it might be more appropriate to ask them."

The black cloak on the leader's head opened the hood, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman with scars on her face.

"My powerful warrior friends, we are the ancient clan living in the nearby mountains and forests. Can we have the honor to invite you to find a place to chat with us?"

Sulin, Xilin, and Joseph naturally all looked at Galen.

Garen raised his eyebrows.

"Lead the way."

The woman in black cloak nodded immediately.

"plz follow me."

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half an hour later

In a small bar room in a mountain manor near the pine forest.

Under the dim light, a middle-aged woman with a scarred face stood behind the reddish-brown bar, shaking the cocktail bottle in a fancy way.

The three Gallons and Joseph were casually scattered among the tables and chairs in front of the bar, some sitting and some standing. The three Josephs and Gallon were sitting separately, and a young and beautiful girl was chatting with them.

There was a roaring fire burning in the nearby fireplace, constantly emitting heat.

"So, you don't know if there are any other monster races besides werewolves?" Garen asked with a frown.

"That's right." The middle-aged woman nodded, "Just call me Yamdo. Our clan has been entangled with the werewolf clan for generations. We generally only operate within the New Juluo range, and we don't know about other places. However, Within the scope of Xinjuluo, according to our connection with several other clan gathering points, we have indeed only encountered werewolves. The other monsters you asked about can only be found in myths and stories." Yamdo, the leader of the black cloak clan, said strangely He glanced at Garen.

Garen nodded speechlessly.

He originally thought he would encounter vampires, dark wizards, and the Holy See from earth's legends, but he didn't expect this place to be so simple, with only two forces fighting against each other.

One is the werewolf tribe, which hunts ordinary humans for blood food.

One is the demon hunter tribe, whose destiny is to resist werewolves.

The two sides have been fighting for countless years, and they can no longer remember the source of the conflict. Now it has turned into a racial war.

Yamdo saw that Garen had no reaction, and then continued talking.

"Our Jiugu clan is divided into three clans, and each clan resists the werewolf tribes in different areas. But they are too powerful. The ones we met today are only a very small group of members. They are hunting The ceremony is equivalent to a human coming-of-age ceremony, and most of those are underage werewolves. But even so, it is extremely difficult for us to fight against them."

Yamdo looked at Garen sincerely, and then his eyes swept over Sulin and Joseph.

"I hereby sincerely implore you to join our lineage of demon hunters."

"I'm sorry, we just came to this country to track a wanted criminal. We can't help you deal with that wolf clan." Sulin understood what he meant when he saw Garen's brows frowning slightly. Plus, they were originally This is not the purpose. So he quickly refused.

"Without our hiding methods, you would have been hunted by the wolves. Only by staying in our stronghold for a period of time can we completely eliminate the source of their pursuit." Yamdo explained sincerely, "The powerful Mr. Garon killed Several werewolves have their auras left on them. If they go out, they will definitely be caught up by the wolves. Then they will not be the underage werewolves just now, but the adult hunting werewolves who are too powerful."

She met Garen's gaze.

"Mr. Garen, although you are very powerful, you are only one person after all. The wolf clan is more powerful than you imagine. They have two great elders, not the kind of elders we met today, but powerful hunter elders who are truly in their prime. Their strength far exceeds that of ordinary werewolves, as well as Wolf King Wasiman. Their power has oppressed us for countless years. Now they are hidden in the depths of mankind and cannot be discovered except at special times. They have integrated into human society, and they are all masters of assassination. .”

"I'm sorry, we have other missions and we can't stay here for a long time." Garen shook his head.

"Is there another mission? I wonder what your mission is? Maybe we may know something about it." Yamdo knew that it was impossible to persuade the other party as soon as they met, and he couldn't see any benefits. No one would join in the empty talk. Also give up for now.

"Do you know the Golden Sword Seat?"

"Golden Sword Seat?" Yamdo shook his head in confusion, "This is the first time I've heard of it."

"What about Dal Falls?" Garon asked.

Yamdo's pupils shrank. "Dhar Falls?"

"What? Do you know where it is?" Garen did not expect that the other party would react like this.

"Yes, well. That's the hunting area of ​​Weida, the great elder of the wolf clan. Please wait, I'll find a map for you. Most people can't find that place." Yamdo quickly poured out the cocktail in his hand. After several cups, they were pushed in front of the three Gallons. Then he turned around and walked out of the bar quickly.

Gallon and the other two brought up the mixed drinks. Sulin smelled it but didn't drink it, but Celine drank it in small sips.

"It tastes good." She commented boredly.

Garen walked to the wall of the bar and looked up at the various weapons and armor hanging on the black wall.

These are the tools used by demon hunters to deal with the wolves.

"I remember in the movies on Earth, those demon hunters usually use silver products to deal with werewolves. Silver products will inhibit their regeneration. I don't know if this is true."

While recalling the little information he knew in his mind, he took off a black crossbow and looked at it carefully.

The crossbow is completely black and has a T shape. The handle is wrapped with yellowed white cloth. It is rough to hold and not slippery at all. It is just slightly cold through the non-slip cloth.

The crossbow was not loaded with arrows, just empty.

Garen turned around and looked at the back. There were some symbols that looked like words engraved on the bottom of the crossbow. They were twisted and twisted. He didn't know what language they were in.

"This is the ancient Yinduo language. It is said that the ancient Yinduo language has the function of summoning mysterious power, so it is mentioned in many religious classics." Su Lin came over and explained in a low voice.

Garen nodded and hung the crossbow back on the wall.

The other weapons on the wall were either crossbows or firearms. As for the so-called silver products, there was no trace at all.

This makes Garen a little regretful. Judging from these weapons, the werewolves here don't seem to be allergic to silver products.

To be honest, he is indeed somewhat interested in this legendary clan, but his main task now is to get the golden sword holder from Ansara. When he was invited by the demon hunter, he was also thinking that since he had already met the demon hunter clan, and the other party was kind to him, such a clan with a long history might be able to escape here and meet some old people with potential. object.

Garen began to touch and inspect the things on the wall one by one. There were a total of nine things that were more decorative than used, and he checked them all. Unfortunately, none of them had potential.

"What do you think of these weapons?" Yamdo came back at some point, holding a roll of sheepskin maps in his hand.

"It's not bad. Combining guns with tradition, it must be very powerful."

"If it's really good to deal with people." Yamdo shrugged, "It's just a bit weak against the wolves. Not to mention Wolf King Wasiman, even the great elder of the wolf clan, none of us can fight against them. But fortunately they are because The inner bars fought against each other, and they were both seriously injured, and it will take at least many years for them to recover."

"Aren't werewolves very resilient?" Celine interjected.

"What hurt them was not ordinary weapons, it was the sharp claws of their own clansmen at the same level." Yamdo explained.

Garen nodded.

"I wonder if your ancient clan has been fighting werewolves for so long. Do you have any special ancient objects, such as antiques? To be honest, I have studied antique appraisal and am very interested in these things. Can you appreciate them? "

Seeing Yamdo's confused expression, Garen added: "Even if it is the equipment that was eliminated by the previous demon hunters, some leftovers, or some old werewolf stuff, it will do."

"No problem, we occasionally get some old objects from the werewolves we kill. It's a kind of collection and hobby. There are many such things." Yamdo nodded readily in agreement.

"This is a roll of nearby maps. It can be regarded as a thank you gift for helping us drive away the wolves this time."

She handed the map to Garen.

"Mr. Garen, although you are indeed very strong, the great elder of the wolf clan is definitely not comparable to the average wolf clan. If you need any help, don't forget our Jiugu clan. If you need help, you can come back here Come to the area. This is the area for us witchers.”

"Thank you." Although Garen knew that this was a way for the other party to win over him, he was still happy to accept this kindness. After all, local snakes are much more familiar with the local area than outsiders like them.

After checking the map, I learned some information about the surrounding Songshan City from Yamdo, and was given a bag of random small items by her. The three of Garen were also ready to leave, tracking Ansara overnight and heading to Dal Falls.

Let's go see the three Josephs who came with them. The three of them are already very familiar with the pretty girl demon hunter who is chatting with them, and they have no intention of leaving here.

They had just experienced that kind of bloody and violent scene, and their own self-protection ability was insufficient, and they seriously lacked a sense of security, unlike the three of Garen. So they simply stayed here for the night and prepared to ask the witcher to send them back during the day.

Joseph asked as he looked at the backs of the three Gallons leaving.

"Aren't these outsiders afraid of those werewolves at all? The leader has killed so many werewolves, there will definitely be wolves seeking revenge from him."

"I don't know, but they are much stronger than us. Maybe they won't be scared so easily. These outsiders are very strong. The big guy in the lead is probably as powerful as my grandma." The demon hunter girl said with envy, " It would be great if I could be that good someday."

"What are they doing so late?" Anne asked quietly. "No matter how strong we are, after all, there are only three of us. Can we deal with so many werewolves?"

"Who knows." Joseph shrugged. He looked at the backs of the three Gallons leaving, and suddenly a trace of curiosity flashed in his heart.

He quickly closed his eyes and listened carefully.

After closing his eyes, the image of the outside world slowly appeared in his dark field of vision. The image zoomed in towards the three of Garen, and then zoomed in on Garen alone.

"I want to listen to his origin and his voice." Joseph thought hard about this idea in his mind.

Moo! ! !

Suddenly a huge elephant roar sounded in my ears. A huge white elephant with red eyes instantly appeared next to Garen and roared.

Joseph shuddered and listened.