Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 301

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 301]

“What does human flesh taste like?”

“How do I know,” Dubois said. “I see people cooking, but I starve to death and don’t eat human flesh.”

“Yes, you go to Baylor to study two-handed swordsmanship. His long swords are still very standard.”

“Oh.”

“You two should also supervise each other to do good things, restore order, and protect goodness.”

“why?”

Ciel pointed to the destroyed house on the side of the road.

“We can cut down forests to build wooden houses, hunt animals for meat and skins, open up land to grow food, all in all, our existence will make the world more chaotic, because our intelligent life is more dynamic than other ordinary animals. So much so that our existence is actually detrimental to the world and to all the space around us.”

“That sounds complicated,” Dubois said, looking blank.

“I can’t skip the process and give you a straight conclusion,” Ciel said. “In short, because our existence has unforeseen consequences, the world is trying to protect itself, and this house is destroyed in troubled times, and then, High winds, sun and rain and thunder and lightning will eventually grind it into nature, and it will return to the material cycle, the process is relatively long, and there is not always such a chance, we can always survive these natural disasters. For us, the greater threat is the devil, and they have also discovered this place. The ultimate purpose of hell is to clean up all intelligent creatures, prevent the skyrocketing degree of chaos, and finally sacrifice themselves, and have the opportunity to restart multiple worlds.”

“I probably understand a little bit, meaning those monsters are doing good things instead?”

“Yes,” said Shire, “but that doesn’t mean we’re going to surrender, we’re going to be slaughtered, we’re going to deal with the future of intelligent life ourselves, and in the process it’s also important to slow down the chaos within ourselves. That is to say , we must strive to build an orderly and stable society. Someone told me before that the value of social existence is stability. Now I understand more. If we observe the evolutionary laws and important decisions of our historical society from the perspective of stability, many Questions have answers. Now, whenever we look at justice and morality, we will realize the fact that behaviors labeled with these two labels are to some extent beneficial to stabilizing society and reducing social chaos. We praise these because we subconsciously China also understands that high chaos will bring far-reaching disaster.”

“So do good things… cut down on confusion, will that work?”

“And protect yourself from demons, fight demons, hunt them, drive these wastes back to their homeland, let them burn themselves in hell, don’t try to harvest us,” said Ciel.

“I see! Although I only understand one-tenth of it, it still feels useful.” He nodded vigorously, “Then I’ll go back!”

Charles nodded.

Dubois turned to retreat, and Charles continued on his way.

He was extremely fast, without delay.

He knew the location of Little Rock Lake, deep in the Alberta hunting grounds, on the edge of a dense forest.

There should be a village on one side of the lake, where the villagers live by fishing, and a forest farm on the other side, filled with animals thrown in by the Alberta family.

White Deer, Living Water, and Rene’s swollen corpse, these memories flashed through Ciel’s mind, Rocher and her troops, Loxis Reeve in Rain Bay Hall, Luanna in the depths of the forest looking for the Dark Crystal .

It has been so long before I realize it, is there a big difference between me then and me now?

The Loman people have retreated, and the forest has expanded outward. The forest in the hunting ground area has grown rapidly in the past few years when the demons have been rampant, and the woodland is so continuous that the road is submerged.

The bushes spread at a frantic speed, growing to calf-high, with thorny branches and leaves, making it difficult to pass through, intertwined leaves on the trees, unable to see through the sun even in the daytime, and even darker in the woods at night.

Next to it were endless mud, stones, and trees, all the same in all directions, almost indistinguishable. Ciel was in it, as if he had merged into the dark labyrinth.

It would be better if you could not walk, burn half your soul, cast a flying spell all day, search the whole area…or…

outraged.

Ciel couldn’t help but feel nostalgic when he thought of his former mount.

Once I rode it across the land of Loman, and fought everywhere, how comfortable it was at that time!

When I was young and had no worries, it was my most high-spirited time.

With it around now, these tree obstacles are no longer a problem.

In desperation, he could only bite the bullet and continue on his way.

Xia Er ran around in the middle of the night and spent several hours in exhaustion. When the sky was white, Xia Er felt an uncontrollable fatigue. This body has extraordinary physical fitness, but it also needs rest, and he has not slept for a long time. .

He took a deep breath, trying to recall the location of Little Rock Lake, and found to his dismay that he was still a long way from there.

have to rest…

He climbed up the tree, curled his body between the interlaced branches, closed his eyes, extinguished his soul and divinity, and fell asleep quickly.

Since his super-consciousness, he has rarely dreamed. Before, the messy dreams were done one after another, and now there are only the most annoying things in his dreams.

Gladio’s afterimage.

“Don’t dream!” The unreal blade shadow cursed, “Don’t dream! You can only torture yourself in hunger.”

“Where are you?”

“In a great place, in a place worthy of Gladius! An immortal place!”

“Can you sense your body? Who won the battle between you and the King of Darkness?”

“…”

“You lost so badly.” Ciel mused, “I saw that you were slapped away by the darkness.”

“It’s not a loss! How can the blade demon fail!”

“Then are you deported?”

“Whatever you say! I’m going to travel to the East to find a powerful artifact,” Gladiu said.

“And I’m going to completely wipe you out of my head.”

“Yeah, that will put your mind at ease, I’m there to remind you how fragile your nature is. You’re starting to deceive yourself, that’s fine, you immature bastard, you wait until we finally… ”

Ciel dispatched the white divinity, and a huge and vast force spread in the depths of his heart, assimilating and eroding those polluted parts.

“Do you want to forget me? Are you willing? We have been together for so long, and you decided to give up on me completely?” Gladiu’s afterimage was oppressed, “As long as you remember me, I will be reborn in the deepest part of your heart! ”

“I don’t need you anymore.”

Then, the white divinity overwhelms Gladiu’s shadow.

But it was not completely taken away.

Ciel still needs to remember it, and let himself continue to retain his hatred for Gladius. This hatred has not yet been eradicated.

“I know you are always like this, I know it. You don’t want to forget me, and this moment is doomed to your failure, you will be killed by me in blood, I know what the future will be like.” Gladius language.

Charles woke up from his dream, and a terrifying moment flashed before his eyes.

It was snowing all over the sky and the Frost Ridge of the Lonely Mountain. He faced the blade in the blizzard. Gladius flashed by, and he was cut in two from the middle.

Gladiu’s strength is in full bloom, and the power of the Demon God has skyrocketed, laughing.

Illusion, Illusion, Demon Illusion.

Ciel pressed his forehead to stop the empty fear.

I will not die, I will never die.

He looked down and found a circle of people under the tree.

“What do you want to do?” Charles asked.

These people are all wearing black hooded cloaks, their faces hidden in shadows, and there is no decoration on the cloaks, which is especially dark and mysterious in the silent forest.

When they didn’t speak, the atmosphere became even more eerie.

Ciel counted, and there were thirteen people in total.

“Are you afraid of anything?” The black-robed man at the head took off his hood, revealing his white hair. His eyes were sincere and kind, reminding Ciel of many wise men.

“I’m so scared,” said Ciel. “I dreamed that I was killed by a demon.”

“It is common to be afraid,” said the old man, “but as long as you find the truth, you will never be at a loss.”

“How to say?”

“Come down from the tree, traveler, we will take you to see the truth.” The old man bowed deeply to Charles.

Cultists?

Alicia was chased by people like this.

Charles frowned.

“Take us to where you have the most people, okay?” he said.

“Yes, I would love to, and I will take you to meet our compatriots and companions, to those who are true believers and enlightened, where you will find eternal peace, joy and liberation.”

Chapter 377 Familiar and Unfamiliar

“My name is Enrique Carhill,” said the old man.

Shire believed that he was of Frostfalls blood, with pale pearl-like eyes, a long and wide nose, wrinkles above the brow bone, and nasolabial lines that deepened with age, as if slashed by a knife and axe.

“I’m Granny.”

“I spent a lot of time serving the gods,” Enrique said, “but the gods didn’t answer me once in the past sixty years, so I left the temple, and I heard that the temple in Ash Tree Hall was destroyed by people. He was burnt to the ground, and the arsonist was not punished. This is inconsistent with the records in the ancient books. There was no pursuit by the god of vengeance, and there was no thunder and lightning from the gods. He just left the ruined, smoking temple calmly. This further exacerbates my doubts about Meimendian.”

…is a good thing I did.

Charles thought to himself.

“At that time,” said the Shire, “the gods of the Temple of Beauty were in trouble themselves.”

“Since he is an omniscient and omnipotent God who controls the world, why can’t he help himself out of trouble?”

“Because the opponent is stronger,” Ciel said.

“So, are they lying? Classically, they describe themselves as omnipotent.”

“I guess they did lie.”

“Since there is no omnipotence, why do you call yourself God?”

“Because it is much stronger than mortals.”

“So they are untrustworthy, much stronger than mortals, but still suffering, how sad,” Enrique said, “and soon I turned to find new beliefs, and most importantly, to find truth.”

“Why do you have to believe in a certain god?”

“You have no faith?”

“No.”

“Then how do you redeem yourself? How do you make sure you haven’t gone astray?”

“A lot of self-reflection, self-doubt. I think when a person starts to question his decisions, he starts to get smarter.”

“I’m very curious about your past. There are few people without faith in Loman.”

“I’ve been scolded a lot in the past,” said Charles, “there’s something that makes me worthless, but I didn’t get knocked down by trash talk, I just got into the habit of reflecting, and that’s probably what it brought me. the only benefit.”

“very funny.”

After the conversation, they had passed through a denser forest.

The trees gradually sparsely separated to the sides, and a clearing was cleared in the middle.

Ciel saw a settlement hidden in the depths of the jungle. The people here were all wearing black robes and hoods, keeping silent, moving gently, and trying not to disturb others as much as possible.

But it wasn’t absolutely quiet. Ciel heard the sound of the workpiece beating. A believer was forging tools with a hammer, and an assistant was shoveling coal into the depths of the furnace.

More than a dozen people had just picked it, and the baskets were filled with wild vegetables, bark, and grass roots, gathering all the food that could be found in the forest.

In the middle of the clearing stood a huge rock, with a symbol carved on it that the charr would never forget.

Hundreds of hands crossed each other, and in the middle there was a face with a hollow cry.

This is clearly the mark of the Seal of Heatris.

But there are still some differences. Ciel remembered that the original pattern was more horrible and ugly, and now it looks more… simple.

“Profanity,” said Charles.

Damn, this is really a place where cultists live.

“You’re biased against it,” Enrique said.

“It’s the symbol of the devil.”

“It’s a symbol of wisdom.”

“You’re going to go crazy looking at this stuff.”

“No.” Enrique walked to the boulder. “This is the starting point of enlightenment, this is the truth, and this will give you the answers to all your questions. Look.” He stretched out his old, stiff fingers and rubbed them on the stone.” There is a whole world hidden here, and when we look at this mark, we feel very peaceful inside.”

[End of This Chapter]