Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 1

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 1]

“Blade of the Demon Hunter” by Nian Beast

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This is the dark age of turbulent storms, and countless evil heretics are just around the corner.

As a young hunter recruit, Ciel embarks on a hunting career from scratch.

Fight monsters, visit wizards, make friends, collect treasure, travel the countryside… While exploring supernatural phenomena and unearthing ancient mysteries, you are also trying to survive in a complex and ever-changing world.

A life-threatening fantasy adventure.

Chapter 1 Shadows in the Woods

Denver died with his sword still in his hand.

The darkness of the woods made him especially pitiful.

He sat under the tree, his face horrified, as if the fear in his heart had killed him first.

Charles saw that a huge wound was cut from his chest, the blood had solidified and darkened, his stomach was broken, his mouth was half-open, and his teeth were all covered in blood.

Charles didn’t feel sick, just sad.

Two demon hunters, one old and one young, found their companion’s body and watched from a distance.

“Don’t avoid his eyes, you have to get used to dead people.” Etienne was Ciel’s master, and he had been in the demon hunter business for more than 30 years, so he was already used to it.

“Yes.” Charles responded quickly.

Charles Grani is Etienne’s apprentice, and has just completed a year of following the old hunter. He is a recruit among the hunters.

He studied the skills of hunting demons, and he heard countless terrible legends. Those bloody strange things were only in fantasy before, but now they came before him.

Etienne saw Ciel’s panic and kept silent, waiting for the young apprentice to get used to it.

“He… how did he die?” Charles looked at the huge wound on Denver’s chest, and no manpower could cut the mark.

“Who knows, maybe the Blade Demon did it himself.” Etienne looked up at the dim sky, “If we can’t get to the assembly point before nightfall, it will be our turn to face it.”

Charles swallowed, unavoidably frightened.

The blade demon killed him, will it kill me next?

What should I do?

I’m still just a novice hunter…

The Kingdom of Loman is located on the western edge of the continent. Right now is a time of turbulence. Dark heresies are emerging one after another, and the environment is uneasy. It is suitable for demon activities. The so-called demon is a creature that feeds on the soul and cannot restrain its own hunger and thirst.

Accordingly, in order to fight against these soul-harvesting monsters, hunters who hunted demons appeared.

Ciel and the other seven hunters gathered together and chased the Blade Demon in plain clothes.

It is a cunning demon lord, a high-level demon god in hell, severely weakened when he first entered the real world, lacking in strength, and driven into the dusk forest by hunters.

However, the demon’s whereabouts are mysterious, so the hunter has to split up and expand the search area to prevent it from waiting for an opportunity to escape.

In this situation, they are being beaten individually.

Ciel knew that this plan was not good, but he was not qualified to comment, and Etienne remained silent, without explanation.

“What’s your impression of Denver?” Etienne asked.

“He’s a good man.” There was a strong sadness in Ciel’s heart.

He talked to me a few days ago, but now he’s dead, life is really fragile.

Denver, about his age, was also a recruit in the hunter class.

It’s just that Denver is thick and fat, while Shire is thin and tall.

“When a man is useless, we say he is a good man. It’s no surprise that recruits come and die. Come on, go and take the equipment from him, he won’t be able to use it anymore.” Etienne looked around. , “Be careful of ambush, maybe the blade demon is hiding above your head.”

Charles couldn’t help but look up.

The oak branches are thick and leafy, and can indeed hide a brutal demon.

Demons come from another world, and their abilities are ever-changing, and mortals cannot fight them.

He had heard that demons mastered more than a thousand kinds of sorcery, so a demon hunter had to be well-trained and shrewd to be able to compete with them a little bit.

I have to figure out a way to survive… Ever since I entered this forest, things haven’t gotten better.

Everyone quarrels with each other, decisions diverge, go their separate ways, and Denver is alone again… Can we really succeed in hunting demons?

Charles thought uneasily.

He resisted the stench of the corpse, and dared to check the surroundings to see if there were terrifying spells and crisis ciphers left by the demons. They mastered a large number of terrifying spells that could change reality and manipulate people’s hearts.

Ciel took off the blood-stained scabbard from Denver’s belt and put it on his waist, then took his crossbow, arrows, and potion, opened his backpack, and took the contents away.

The use of crossbows is prohibited by Loman law, but demon hunters are walking on the edge of normal life, so they have never obeyed the law and are carried by almost everyone.

The potions are prepared by witches of the school of otters.

This bottle on Denver’s body can make people clear and detect the disguise, but unfortunately he died before he used it.

His backpack was full of jerky, wine and cheese, and Charles took them all with him.

Denver is dead, and now the relics have been taken by the Ciel, and he looks even weaker, so he is left in the Dusk Forest.

Charles prayed for a moment to Denver’s body, hoping that the gods would help and the soul would rest in peace.

“Don’t look, we’ll come back to bury him after we’ve hunted down the Blade Demon,” Etienne said.

“Okay.” Charles silently followed behind Etienne.

“Denver is Julis’ apprentice, and Denver is dead, he’s probably more fortunate…” Etienne said to himself.

“Mr. Julius…where might he go?”

“Actually, I hope he runs away, escapes the Dusk Forest, and goes to the civilized world, so that everyone can mourn for us for a moment.”

“Are we going to die?” Charles was startled.

“Not necessarily, but at this point, the situation we’re in is too dangerous.” Etienne looked around. “Look here, little Ciel, how fragile we are and how powerful the demons are. You grow up. Fast, but not fast enough.”

Ciel followed the old hunter’s gaze.

The twilight forest environment is deep, the trees grow wildly, and there is no one for a long time. Weeds and shrubs are intertwined.

The surroundings were quiet, and the animals could sense the supernatural existence of demons, and they had long since fled.

Only we are still struggling here, delusional and demonic.

“Afraid?” Etienne asked.

“Yes,” Ciel admitted, knowing that he was inexperienced, young and immature, and that the task was too dangerous for him.

It’s just that the demon hunter industry is special, and there is no time for him to study for three or five years. He has to follow skilled hunters to participate in every action and learn to survive in extremely dangerous situations.

“You don’t need to be afraid.” Etienne turned around and faced Ciel, the old hunter was in his fifties and seventies, with white temples, a tall and straight body, and a weathered face, “After completing this mission, you will end all tests, I will personally honor you at the Hunter’s Sanctuary, declare you a true demon hunter, and use the powers I teach you at will.”

“Really? Become a real demon hunter!” Ciel was looking forward to it.

“You still remember the hunter’s code.”

“I promise, since I swore, I will never believe in the devil, never rescue the devil, and never forgive the devil.” Ciel’s tone was firm.

“Pull out the sword you got.”

Ciel pulled out the sword that Denver had left behind from his waist, and he couldn’t help grasping the hilt, feeling its weight.

This was his first time holding a sword, strange and exciting.

“Humans are animals, but they are also the most powerful among animals.” Etienne pulled out his sword and waved it gently in the air, the blade reflecting a hazy light, “We have keen eyes and can see to great distances; our bones are strong enough to withstand shocks, yet light enough to prevent us from running and jumping; our arms are muscular enough to swipe that five-foot sword in your hand enough to cut through the air. Sound; and the sword in your hand comes from skilled craftsmen, who have carefully honed this sharp tool on an anvil with the best iron that people have cut, and will not betray your trust.”

Ciel swiped the sword in his hand vigorously, the silver blade swept through the air, and a whistling sounded.

He couldn’t help but scrutinize the sword, sharp-edged, an excellent weapon, designed for combat, capable of slicing through armor and flesh.

“In order to find the blade demon, we had to split up and go deep into the woods. Yes, you also saw Denver dead, helpless, and easily disemboweled… but because we are human, and we are among human beings. The elite of the demon hunter, so knowing that the situation is dead, knowing that you may be separated in the next second, you have to give it a try, you must find and defeat it, and you must not let it escape. Even sacrificing… has its value, Or, because of sacrifice, everything makes sense.” Etienne said slowly.

“We can’t go,” said Charles.

“Yes, we can’t go. The safety of the whole area is closely related to us. We are not strong, with only eight people, and even casualties. But only we know how to fight the devil, Ciel, only we have I hope to defeat the devil, even if the enemy is strong and I am weak, the devil hunter cannot escape at this time.”

“I understand.” Charles was excited.

“Oh, there is one more thing. If you die, you have to smile and be imaginative. It will give people a better impression. If you look at Denver, it is not very pleasant to die. It is estimated that you are very desperate inside, and others will feel uncomfortable when you see it.” Ai Tian moved on.

Charles’ face suddenly darkened.

His parents sold the charr to a group of human traffickers, who in turn handed him over to a group of evil wizards.

They tied Ciel to the altar and prepared to sacrifice, and halfway through the ceremony, Etienne broke into it alone, defeated all the wizards and rescued the children.

Facing the kidnapped children, Etienne let all the others go, but chose Ciel and asked him to follow her to learn to hunt demons.

The job was complicated for Shire.

While facing unprecedented danger, he also learned a wealth of hunting skills that he will never use, such as shooting, spells, and demonology.

All in all, now can only bite the bullet and go on.

They walked through the forest for a few minutes, then the silence was broken without warning.

“Help—” a hoarse cry came from a distance.

Etienne smacked her lips, clenched the sword in her hand, and hurried towards the direction from which the shouting came.

Ciel followed closely, and he didn’t dare to fall behind. If he was left alone in the forest, the devil would come to him.

A cry for help led them to a nearby green alder tree.

Ciel was startled to see in the distance Julius the Demon Hunter hanging upside down, his leather armor torn and tattered, and a black rope chaining the branches to his ankles, forcing him to struggle in the air in an agony.

Everything on his body was scattered on the ground, and his hands could not be grasped in the air.

“I—we have to save him,” Charles couldn’t help saying.

He smelled a strong stench, unusual.

“Think about it, who might hang him from a tree.” Etienne snorted coldly, “It’s not the time, let’s go.”

Julis looked around desperately, and when he saw Charles and Etienne, he couldn’t help shouting: “Etienne! Save me!”

“You know that you are bound to die. For the sake of the God of Loman, give us some cleanliness.” Etienne prepared his sword for battle and set up his posture. Ciel didn’t understand why the old hunter reacted so vigilantly.

“No—help me! See Denver? Denver has been killed by it! It’s around! Help me—please—please—Etienne, please don’t—please —” Julius pleaded.

Ciel clearly remembered what Julius used to look like, with a black beard, a big hood, and a calm and capable behavior, but now he is in a dangerous situation, and he has completely lost his usual literacy.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Etienne reprimanded, “You want to drag us into the water? Charles, let’s go.”

“But—” Just leave him there to die?

“Let’s go.” Etienne was determined, and then lowered her voice, “Don’t you smell the smell?”

Stink…stink, the smell just now.

Charles came to his senses, and it smelled exactly like Denver.

He and Etienne walked a few steps, and suddenly heard a harsh cracking sound behind them.

click – click –

When Ciel turned his head, he saw Julis’s hanging body quickly festering, layers of intact skin burst open, huge knife wounds on his body surfaced, and the hidden blood on the ground reshaped.

“Illusion!” Ciel realized the demon’s trick.

Etienne narrowed her eyes.

“You just don’t know when to stop.” Julius’ shriveled lips opened and closed, and a blood-stained machete flew out of his split belly.

This knife is undoubtedly an evil thing made by demons. Under the manipulation of unknown forces, it swiftly slashed through the air and slashed towards them.

Etienne quickly took a defensive stance, and immediately realized that something was wrong: “—Charle! Avoid!”

Ciel wanted to escape subconsciously, but the fallen blade had already swept in front of him.

Chapter 2 The Hunter’s Method

Ciel shuddered, and the knife was already cut.

The most powerful force of demons is to influence spirits, and each demon represents a special concept.

If the will is not strong enough, they will be attacked by demons, and eventually they will become similar to them and become their servants.

In other words, “corrupt”.

As was happening now, as soon as Ciel saw the demon weapon, countless images of the blade flooded into his mind, obscuring his thoughts.

Blade-killing-blood… In front of his eyes, countless dazzling edges appeared, the real and the illusory intertwined, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Staying in this situation for too long can easily degenerate the charr into a demon.

In desperation, he had to recite the demon hunter’s spell aloud: “Yafen flames!”

This is not the fire that attacks the enemy, but the burning pain of the soul to raise vigilance.

Ciel felt an unprecedented pain in the depths of his heart, and an invisible flame scorched his heart.

When necessary, he will also draw the flame of Yafen out of his body.

With fire burning in his heart, the mottled blade illusions in front of him all disappeared, and his thoughts returned to this twilight forest.

[End of This Chapter]