Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 150

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 150]

“Indeed, there is something wrong with our aesthetics.” We can never accept a moth made of manatee hide. “Anyway, I have a gift for you.”

“Gifts? I don’t need gifts.” Sarah shook her head.

“Everyone needs a gift.”

“But your gift must be hiding something else,” Sarah said. “We’ve been standing at the door for a while. Go away and I’ll go in.”

“My only thought is that this gift is for you,” said Ciel. “For our new wizard advisor, mysterious, powerful and beautiful.”

“Grandma said that the only purpose of men giving gifts is to have sex with women. If not, either you are not a man or I am not a woman.”

This is not true.

“No kidding, the moment you see a gift, you fall in love with it.”

“No kind of gift can impress me. I’m a wizard advisor and a local wizard lord.” Sarah looked proud.

Ciel took out the gemstone necklace.

It looks like several vines connected to each other, on which are inlaid a variety of colored gemstones, which are numerous and beautiful in color, still shining in the dark.

Sarah glanced. “That’s it?”

“You don’t like it?”

Sarah remained stubborn for a while: “I don’t need it, you can give it to other women.”

“This is the sincerity of making up for friendship. I believe that some small differences in the past have deteriorated our relationship, but now, I hope we can let go of the past.” Ciel said sincerely, “Let me put it on for you. ”

“What? No, no. I’ll do it myself.” Sarah took the necklace and put it hesitantly into her skirt, but there was nowhere to put it, “If you’re wearing a witch costume, there’s room to put it, and there are many pockets on the sleeves… ”

“You have to put it on.” Ciel gently took the necklace, wrapped it around Sarah, and fastened it on the back of her neck. He approached her for a moment, and her flawless features could be seen at a glance. No matter what time, Sarah The beauty of her will make Ciel’s heart sway.

“Okay.” Sarah backed away, squirming. “Enough.”

“I also think that I’m going to repair the world.” Ciel retired, “Goodbye.”

“Well,” Sarah said softly, “I forgive you.”

Emotional swings, relationships deepen, and if it weren’t for my priorities, I could have sex with women all day, and walking around them was more nerve-racking than fighting in a jungle of swords.

“Goodbye.” Ciel took his thoughts away and hurriedly left.

“You really should continue to talk to them, linger with them, and pass the time, because what you have to do next is doomed to be in vain. Maybe you see a faint hope now, but I want to tell you, it’s all in vain, it’s all in vain It’s a phantom,” Gladius warned.

“I don’t believe that there is any predetermined ending, I will definitely win.” Ciel whispered in his heart.

No regrets, these four words are not as simple as saying, you must go all out until you have no energy and no room…

Chapter 189 The Wei Shi Project

It was evening when we returned to the sanctuary.

It was a hot summer night, and the garden was breezy, and it was easy for Shire to find Valanelle. The elves turned the garden into a miniature jungle with magical plants. The exaggerated vegetation grew and spread without restraint, with deep roots and leaves.

Tonight is a silver moon night. This kind of night is as bright as day, but the temperature is also particularly cold. Before the pale moon moves to the gray moon, there will only be one silver night per month, and the order of occurrence is uncertain. The two silver moon nights are the shortest. seven days apart.

“How do the elves view Yinyueye?” Ciel took off his coat, the elves frowned when he saw his black magic armor, so Ciel put on his coat again.

“The moon is a lightless eye. They hang high in the sky and adorn the night for Qingshie. They form a phaseless tide that faintly devours creatures that shouldn’t appear.”

“Devouring… creatures that shouldn’t be… like demons?”

“Objects outside the painting are especially vulnerable on nights like this. They can’t stand the shining of the silver moon. Even if they are hidden in Qingshi-e, they will be extremely painful.”

“Are you in pain? Gladius.”

“Do you know the pain of the Blade Demon God? Living in the body of a small mortal, calculating with weak thinking, no matter what you do, you can’t do anything… Can you have any understanding of such pain? What you care about , only you!” Gladius shouted.

“You deserve it,” Ciel said casually. “Who sent you into exile in this world, the kings of hell want you to stand the test and become a better demon.”

“Devils don’t matter whether they are good or bad, only strong and weak… My power will continue to expand in all directions, and finally drown here!” Gladiu shouted arrogantly.

The blade demon doesn’t want to leave me all the time, it wants to jump out and abuse mortal life as it likes.

Ciel pondered for a moment, and then asked Valanelle: “What did you say before…the way to protect this world?”

Varanelle walked to a tree, without him climbing up, he stretched out his hand a little, and the branches bent on their own. This tree was very unique.

He broke the branch off, took off a long section of his arm, and waved it a little in the air.

“It is because of it that Qingshi-e will be preserved.” Valanelle graciously handed the branch to Ciel.

“Pure white branch.” Ciel shook the branch slightly in his hand, it was very heavy, “Let’s use the branch to fight the devil?”

“No, there’s no need to fight.” Valanelle knelt down on one knee, pierced the branch into the ground, pushed it deep into the soil, it seemed to have life, and was closely connected to the garden soil, “You feel What’s wrong? Humans.”

“I feel…” Am I being too sluggish, or is there really nothing happening here?

“Did it.” Gladiu muttered in confusion. “Did it…how.”

“What did you say?”

“Space locker,” Gladiu said.

“White wedge,” said Valanelle, walking around the branch, “this is the source of strength to protect Qingshi-e, it can seal the border of the entire painting and prevent the contamination of objects outside the painting. ”

If the wolves keep getting into the sheepfold to take the wolves away, then just make up the sheepfold.

Alicia’s words flashed through Ciel’s mind, and he felt a wave of excitement from head to toe.

Just make it up, protect this world… Let the demons never be able to enter here, is this what the elves call the project?

“It stops the demons from entering,” murmured Ciel. “How?”

“This is a prototype. It’s not actually a real white wedge. If I can create a perfect white wedge, one will be enough to shelter a vast land, making it impossible for anything outside the painting to pierce the scroll.” Varanelle happily Said, “The white wedge is like a framed frame inlaid around the picture scroll, making it firm and stable and never deformed.”

“Elves…why can this backward world cultivate such a group of long-term visionary… Fortunately, you humans have reproduced enough. If it is an era of elves ruled, we should stay away from this world…” Gladiu Also seems to have a high opinion of the white wedge.

“It can really prevent this world from being invaded?” Ciel thought to himself.

“Although this kind of thing has only one prototype, I can already discern its effect. It is a powerful tool for locking space. Where it takes root, the surrounding space cannot be disturbed, and the teleportation spell will be blocked… The most important thing is… …the demon that opens the door can’t open the door, the premise of the demon opening the door is to have a ‘door’, originally this world was defenseless, there were gaps waiting to be opened everywhere. But if this kind of thing is planted everywhere, it is like in all doors It’s like building a brick wall…it can’t go through…” Gladiu is quite troubled, “What’s going on…why do they know how to do this, and what taught them this principle, help me ask Ask, hurry up.”

“How did you know how to make white wedges?” Charles asked.

“The answer is… Qing.” Valanelle put his hands beside him, as if in concentration, his eyes were closed, and his posture was elegant, “We are one with Qing Shi-e itself, painting tells us what to do, painting tells us How to protect itself, we are all things, all things are blue.”

“Cyan…” Ciel didn’t understand.

Valanelle stretched out his hand: “Join the mind of the elf.”

Ciel dared to reach out and touch the elf.

In that instant, he felt intensely lost.

Charles Grani, disappeared from this world.

No more Demon Hunter Charr, replaced by… no, nothing, just simply removed.

null.

I am with all things.

In an instant, the blade slashed through this confusion, and Ciel fell, his body fell into the real world, he took a deep breath, and realized this kind of hesitant feeling that people didn’t know where to go.

“You’re going to really lose yourself, boy,” Gladius warned.

Valanelle still kept smiling: “You have the contamination of the foreign object on you.”

“That’s not… that’s not pollution.” Ciel prevaricates.

“It’s true.” Valanelle stood up straight, his body was extremely high, almost half as tall as Ciel, “Outside the painting is to multiply the filth of the self through understanding.”

“Understand? Understand…”

“Once life understands the outside of the painting, it becomes a member of the outside of the painting.”

Yes, demons bring strong spiritual pollution, transforming our bodies and souls into demons, mortals who see demons, read demons, and understand demons will quickly deepen their demonization process, which is why demon hunters must step by step. Get in touch with the knowledge of demons, slowly temper your defenses, and avoid falling into a half-demon in an instant…

“You… I know what you mean.” Ciel felt bitterness in his heart, “You mean I’m about to become an outsider too.”

Valanelle just smiled.

Am I a foreign object, a demon, or a human?

I was originally naive and ignorant, but now I am selfish, dissolute, unscrupulous, and the bottom line is getting lower and lower. The funny thing is that after I became like this, it seems that the road is smoother and smoother.

“You’re just ordinary people.” Gladiu laughed.

“You’re going astray, human.” Varanelle said sadly. “Humans are always misguided.”

“What should I do?” Charles murmured.

“Be yourself! Do what you want to do the most! I don’t care anyway! I always win!” howled Gladiu.

“Retreat, meditate, and let your mind go. The most important thing is that you must recognize yourself first, so that you can understand Qingshi-e like us.” Valanelle said, the elf leaned against the white tree, as if the whole The garden is also part of him.

“Listen to me and do what I teach you, I’ve been through thousands of years and my strategy is absolutely right. You don’t need to think for yourself, be a nerd, just do what I tell you to do, that’s it!” Diu said arrogantly.

“Don’t understand the non-painting objects, don’t listen to the non-painting objects, don’t try to communicate with the non-painting objects, they did not belong to Qingshi-e, and we don’t need them. What we have to do is to save the whole painting and prevent it from being contaminated, Burned…” Valanelle said earnestly.

Intertwined thoughts converged in Ciel’s mind, then fell apart.

“…white wedges… to make these white wedges… to plant them all over the world, to defend the whole world, what am I going to do?” Ciel asked.

“It takes time to build a white wedge.” Valanelle turned to the big white tree, “After the initial collection, the spirit tree will grow a white wedge like this every seventy years.”

“Seventy years,” Charles repeated.

“…To protect the whole world with white wedges, you need at least one hundred white wedges.”

“We need seven thousand years.” Ciel felt a little dazed, “We need… seven thousand years to complete the Wei Shi project.”

Gladius burst into a roar of laughter.

“It doesn’t take seven thousand years.” Valanelle’s tone changed. It was the first time Ciel heard an elves speak in such a firm and confident tone. Elves have long been very soft and submissive.

“Please tell me what to do.”

“In ancient times, we were aware of the impending danger, and we prepared a hundred white wedges.”

“Where are they?”

“West Coast, we give them to the ancient king of Roman, Edvar.”

Our gods walked the earth in ancient times.

“He took the white wedge…”

“Then expelled us, Edvar never trusted the elves, he buried these white wedges somewhere on the west coast. Until his descendant, Godel of the west coast, finally issued a relocation order for the Lomans to take ours Homeland, slaughter our tribes, build cities on the ruins we left behind, cut down the rare and ancient trees we left behind, destroy everything that the elves hold dear, and name the land that belongs to us in your language.”

“I’m very sorry.”

“You have to atone for what the Lomans have done in the past four hundred years, take back the white wedge we gave you, and atone for this tragic vendetta and captivity, for the last time.”

Chapter 190 Bizhan Garden

Ciel and Alicia head to the outskirts of Ashtree Hall.

Bizan Garden is a beautiful palace, as described by Garnier, with flowing water, gardens and fruit forests. The stewards and employees have been informed of the news in advance and greeted them on the road at the door.

[End of This Chapter]