Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 311

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 311]

However, they did not pay attention, and their running speed did not decrease in the slightest.

These people have been deeply eroded by demons in their hearts, and their bodies have also shown corresponding changes. All of them are yellow and thin, their bones are broken, and they are haggard and tired.

“They… have nothing left, only blind curses and resentment remain in their hearts,” the girl said.

“That’s the way the devil invades, I hate it!” the knight said with a big laugh, “In this case, we have to spread our power and make the bewitched people stop temporarily!”

The knight raised his spear, and the girl closed her eyes and whispered.

Immediately, the vast purple divine power spread to all directions, absorbing the hatred and panic in people’s hearts, dispelling them all, and replacing them with an unprecedented peace and tranquility.

Memories and thoughts about demons were all wiped out, and replaced by redesigned knowledge and memories, manifested in divine power, and all the original chaotic and painful thoughts were wiped out.

One by one, the people fell to the ground, sleeping for a while, and their bodies lay on the hills and lawns.

“In this way, my friend Ciel will have no worries!” The knight was overjoyed. “Justice, goodness, chivalry! I worked with him to save the day! I don’t know if he has forgotten me… Haha!”

“Bicester, I’ve heard you say a lot about Ciel,” the girl asked. “No matter what, he seems to be a kind of plain, soft-hearted good man.”

“Oh, Dorothy, the most beautiful of the gods, the brilliance of the Temple of Beauty! The most beautiful daughter of the Loman! You were born in a noble environment, and we sent you to the realms of other nations before darkness came. Among them, you are there with flowers, gods and gifts! It makes you deeply underestimate the value of ‘good people’,” Bicester said.

“No, Bist, what I saw and heard in the Seven Gods in the Mountains was all pickled content,” Dorothy was dissatisfied, “They seem to be fair and friendly, but what they actually do is so despicable, and they call on the people of the Empire day and night. Building a temple for myself, but it also made me realize the fact that only despicable, hard-working and efficient people and gods can dominate such a huge country, control so many residents and believers, and society is also composed of those who are willing to let go of their ideals and face it seriously. It’s driven by real people. And the charr you’re talking about sounds too idealistic anyway.”

“Yes! Yes! Dorothy, the mortal world is full of pragmatists and realists, full of reluctance to compromise and selfishness! I have to admit, this is the reality of the world!”

“So? He’s still kind and righteous, and must be as innocent as a child…he must be boring.”

“He fights the filthy world with one person’s power, and kills the endless hell with one person and one knife. What he has done is the most interesting and meaningful cause I have ever seen! If he is like everyone else, in the midst of the devil’s chaotic world Selfishness and profit, he is the king and hegemony, I will ignore him… But what is the first thing he does when he returns to the world? It is to eradicate the disasters that traverse this place in one fell swoop! We are self-proclaimed gods, but there are so many Doubt and calculation, unwilling to take action in person, compared with his creation of saving the world, how timid he is! It makes me ashamed! I can no longer wait, no longer wait, and decided to make him the divine choice of the Beauty Gate Hall and push it to the curtain of this era. “Bicester praised.

“The first condition of God’s election is piety.”

“Wow, piety is a selection condition, not the ultimate goal. The purpose of our ‘gods’ is to save the Loman crisis, not to train mad believers!”

“…It sounds like it makes sense.” Dorothy’s beautiful eyes opened slightly, “but will he accept me? I looked at his past and found that he has forged many fates, although I am confident that he is better than ordinary people in terms of charm. , but his eyes…”

“Haha! I can guarantee that Ciel will not refuse extra love.”

“His body is full of divinity, and he is only one line away from his immortal fathers, brothers and uncles. I… don’t know how to approach him, and I’m a little nervous.”

“Think of him as an ally and your quest, not an ordinary mortal, so put your mind right,” suggested Bist.

“Will you help me?”

“Haha, three-quarters of the Protoss have been corrupted by darkness and cannot extricate themselves. I have to destroy them one by one. Little Dorothy, this journey can only be completed by you!”

Dorothy sighed deeply and began to watch the condition of Ciel’s previous subject, trying to get the secret to attracting Ciel’s attention.

To the east, the Limbenburg region has been occupied by invading dragon school wizards.

After Aiya escaped with the double technique, she hurriedly shuttled through the castle corridor, and rushed into a room after a while.

“What’s the hurry?” A woman in a black hood was lying on a bench in the room with her legs crossed, basking in the sun, and glanced at Aiya casually, “Huh?” She finally found the clue and quickly sat up, “Why do you …how did you crack and use up the voodoo doll so quickly? No…you also have two brushes, what can kill you instantly?”

“I ran into a mercenary, a ranger, or something like that, you know, I’ve found it out. It’s not easy to mess with people these days. I asked Dugma to go to the Ash Tree Hall for me. I didn’t dare to go.” Ai Ya was a little uneasy, “I have to pass the information to the president earlier, you have to help me make another doll, the doll is too important, Luanna, you have to help me.”

“Hmph…” Luana showed a contemptuous smile, and she opened the next volume of the book of darkness at hand, “I’m very busy, I’ve been repairing the meat.”

Aya walked to the corner of the room, a huge glass jar covered with a black cloth.

“Can I open it?” Aiya asked.

Luanna was a little unhappy, but thinking that she was in someone else’s territory, this spell was also taught by the president, so she reluctantly agreed.

“Whatever,” she said.

Aiya lifted the black cloth, and a piece of meat in the tank was floating and growing in the black stock solution, slowly growing and growing. The wall of the tank was engraved with miniature characters, filling the tank with information and energy.

“Can your lover really… be able to be reborn? Even if it is successfully resurrected, there is no soul from before.” Aiya frowned.

“I can teach him.” Luanna said, “Okay, I can teach him, I need him, I can’t do it without him, just like you can’t do it without a scapegoat, since I got here, I work every day to give You guys have made dolls. I really don’t know what happened to you and you died so many times. Isn’t this a Wanying Ding? It’s not for you to find death. And I just learned it for two years, if I do it wrong… ”

“I know, but it’s still too strong to avoid death.” Aiya said calmly, “help me do another one, if I encounter such danger again, I will die forever, I will never accept it, I can’t die.”

“Last time it was appendix and tonsils, last time it was left kidney, what is it this time?”

“Uterus.”

“Okay, okay, I guess you don’t need it either…” Luanna nodded, “Grace, get the anatomy chart.”

A young girl in a black cloak walked in from outside the balcony, put down the bloody scalpel, and handed a medical book to Luanna.

“Please.” Grace said cheerfully.

“Have you heard about the destruction of the Famine Demon God?” Aya lay on the operating table at the edge of the room.

“It’s none of my business.” Luanna was absent-minded, just staring at the sizzling glass jar in the room, “I just want him to come back to life sooner, this method of recreating the body is really slow.”

Damn it, anyway, let the hanging grow out first and stop the itching for me.

Luana thought.

Chapter 388

When it came to destroying Ash Tree Hall and killing the Demon God of Famine, Ciel kept a low profile and only portrayed himself as a mysterious hero.

Some people speculate that Charles Grani was resurrected from the dead and came back to hunt the devil to save the world, but more people don’t know the truth at all, just think it’s a miracle or the credit of other adventure heroes, and rumors are rampant.

At present, Ciel doesn’t need extra attention, and he doesn’t have the resources to take in the visitors who come here.

Keeping the mystery helps him observe the current situation from behind the scenes. He wants to figure out the differences between Ines and Elijah, and finally heal the division of the church, but that is a matter of the future.

Now looking for food.

To celebrate the end of the famine, Ciel set out before dawn to the forest some distance from Ashtree Hall.

There, there was less demonic aura, and some animals roamed. He killed a bison, carried it on his shoulders, and carried it all the way back to Bizhan Manor.

Before he came back, Verana had been pestering Alicia for something to eat.

“No more asking.” Alicia sewed a skirt against the morning light, and the needle and thread shuttled back and forth.

“I want to eat, I want it.” Verana demanded stubbornly, “I’m hungry.”

“Go find your father.”

“Dad’s not here, where is he?”

“I also want to ask, where did he run away early in the morning, doesn’t he need to sleep?”

“I’m looking for dad.”

“Look at the window and bother him if he comes back,” Alicia said.

Verana ran to the front of the window, lay on the windowsill, stood on tiptoe, and looked at the path that entered the manor. When Ciel appeared, she immediately jumped up.

“Dad is back!” she exclaimed cheerfully.

Alicia put down the skirt and needlework in her hands, and picked up Verana.

When she saw the figure walking into the courtyard, there was an indescribable joy and excitement in her heart.

“What is that?” Verana pointed to the animal that Ciel was carrying on her body.

“A cow, my God, I haven’t seen such a big animal in years,” Alicia kissed Verana twice, “Let’s go down to find him. He always surprises us.”

People started to get up one after another, and they were both shocked and excited when they saw the big bison that Ciel carried back to the manor.

“Oh my God!” a mercenary exclaimed, “Why is such a big cow!”

“Is it dazzling? I always feel that I’m not that old.” Kryushi rubbed his eyes, “You brought it back alone!”

Ciel smashed the giant bison from his back to the ground, and the dead bull fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

“I’ve been hungry for so long, I have to eat well,” said Charles.

Not much to say, people rushed to the kitchen of the manor and brought out all kinds of cooking utensils.

Stew pots, large iron pots, soup pots, barbecue grills, iron forks and barbecue nets, people piled up stones, filled them with firewood and lit them, set up large pots, took well water and boiled, and the pots were bubbling and bubbling.

Verana has never seen such a grand cooking event, staring at the boiling iron pot, jumping desperately, trying to see what is being cooked in it.

Ciel picked her up, and she put her head on the side of Ciel’s neck and complained, “There’s nothing in it.”

“There’s nothing for now.” Ciel was calm on the surface, but he couldn’t help panicking.

How is she so small!

So light again!

What if I fall out of my arms?

What if it hurts me?

Xia Er could only take care of her and hold her in his arms carefully, not daring to move at all.

“Look at you, Verana wasn’t made by Tao.” Alicia laughed.

She sprinkled the diced beef into the pot, boiled the white water, and naturally gave off a strong smell of mutton.

She finds seasonings hidden in the manor’s locker and adds salt, thyme and mint to the pot to make the taste even more intense.

“I want to eat this.” Verana pointed to the cauldron, and the large pieces of fresh-cut beef were constantly shaking in it, undulating up and down by the air bubbles, and the texture was recognizable.

There was a lot of foam floating on the water, and Charles skimmed it off with a large spoon.

After the large pieces of beef were cooked, Ciel scooped them out for Verana to eat. She faced the wooden spoon, biting hard on the white and hard boiled meat as if she had been hungry for several lifetimes. Resilient and unable to bite, she simply reached out and grabbed it and put it into her mouth. She licked her lower lip and the food next to her finger: “I want to eat that.”

There, Kryushi cut off a half-meter-long beef rib, pierced it with his own sword, and grilled it on an iron wire, making the beef sizzle.

Charles walked over, and Kryushi cut off a large piece of fat, oily bison rib with a dagger, placed it on a plate, and handed it to Verana with a small fork.

“Try this, little princess.” Kryushi laughed, his eyes narrowed out of sight.

Verana pierced the steak with a fork, held it up, and gestured to the sun. The fat ran down the grain of the beef, and was sprinkled with peninsula peppers, giving off a fragrant aroma.

She couldn’t wait any longer. She bit into it, devoured it, and made a big movement, like a little monster. Ciel needed to hug her carefully to prevent her from falling out.

“It’s very hot, you’ve never eaten it before?” Ciel looked at Verana trying to eat, both funny and sad.

“Aba Aba.” Verana said vaguely.

Alicia felt anxious when she saw Verana’s appearance.

“What if she’s stupid like me,” she said. “I heard that she was not well nourished when she was a child, and she will become dumb when she grows up.”

“You’re not stupid at all,” said Ciel. “Verana will be the best child in the world.”

“How do you say, a witcher?” Alicia said. “On your way?”

“My way . . . it’s enough for me to go through it once, and it’s too much for her to go through it again. I think she’s safe,” Charles said.

“Who doesn’t like the safety of children? Ciel, she has been noisy since she was a child, and she will not be content with the status quo.” Alicia said.

“Then do what she likes, she’ll be happy,” said Charles.

“Hey, I thought so much about her future before, but now I just hope she grows up well and does what she wants to do.” Alicia pinched Verana’s face, “spit out the fork, Forks are not edible.”

Verana took the fork out of her mouth, swung it like a knife, and finally pointed at Valanelle.

“What is Uncle Tall doing?” she asked.

When Ciel saw Varanelle, he knelt beside the bull corpse that had been cut into pieces, silently closing his eyes and praying.

[End of This Chapter]