Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 388

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 388]

“Luana. Luana of the West Coast.”

Charles frowned.

“Where’s the evidence?” he asked.

“No, but they believe you will definitely be shaken by it. And they don’t seem to be lying… The Dragon School wouldn’t say such inexplicable things. How to say, Grani, what the hell is this woman and you…”

Chris stopped talking.

He had never seen that kind of fearful gaze from Ciel, and he took a half step back involuntarily.

“I’m going to mobilize the surviving soldiers.” Chris’s heart was beating, he just wanted to leave early, and he didn’t want to stay for a second.

“You stay.” Ciel restrained his emotions and regained his calm, “Let’s set up a plan to kill them all.”

Luana, I will definitely save you.

Chapter 475

I want to directly take the light spear and slash over to destroy the wizard king.

But… no.

With Luanna in his hands, and Sarah there, I can’t possibly raze the entire fortress to the ground.

There had to be a way to get Luana and Sarah out of there first.

“Let’s go in and talk.” Chris pointed to a wooden hut, “Everyone is inside.”

Ciel passed through the door, and the people at the table stood up and greeted him.

“I have seen Master Hunter.”

“Your Highness, the Most Exalted Granny!”

“Loman’s savior!”

“Master.” Elijah greeted him, “We have occupied all four villages on the border.”

“Have you encountered a wizard?”

“Not yet, but soon,” Elijah said. “It’s not so much that they are avoiding us, but that they are waiting for us to go deep into the hinterland and throw themselves into the net.”

“You can’t be led by them,” Shire said. “You have to take the initiative and let them be mobilized by us.”

“How can we mobilize them?” Claire said. “These wizards all sound smart.”

“Especially the King of Wizards, that is a sinister and cunning monster,” Chris pulled up a chair at random and sat down, “We lost most of our troops at the moment of encounter.”

“Tell me in detail?” Claire was very curious. “Monster, ‘King of Wizards’, what kind of wizard dares to give himself such a title!”

“It was weird looking,” Chris recalled, “huge, muscular, covered in blood, pale skin, not so much a mighty wizard as a pale, sickening worm, and there were innumerable Arm, we shoot arrows at it, and the arrows, spears, and spears are scattered in the sky with the storm, and then it destroys the earth, and my army collapses before my eyes, and falls into the bottomless fissure, and they are violent. Die. God is pitiful. The twenty-seven noble families in Linbianbao, together with a total of five thousand soldiers, all died on the spot. The Frostfall barbarians were originally moving in the jungle, and when they heard about the war, they were too scared to take a step across the border. ”

“A tragic war.” Madeleine said, her tone secretly hateful.

Madeleine was so unfamiliar to most people that they couldn’t help but give her a few more glances.

Instead of killing her, Rocher made her work for the Hunter’s Sanctuary.

“Yo, Entrell’s Three-Eyed Sword Madeleine,” Chris looked at her, “I thought you were in some prison.”

“I’m not what I used to be.” Madeleine said, “If it weren’t for you and I have a common goal for the time being, I would definitely avenge my father and take your head back to the family cemetery.”

“I’m so offended, I’m sorry,” Chris apologized to Charles, “This woman’s parents and brothers are all third-rate traitors, and they are unforgivable. According to the law, they were all hanged by me.”

“She’s good at fighting,” Claire praised.

“Mummy,” Madeleine said.

Charles groaned.

“If you raise your arms,” he said, “how many are willing to rise up against the tyranny of the Dragon School?”

“I can’t count.” Madeleine stood up and said solemnly, “Hundreds of thousands of residents of Limbiang, as long as there is one voice and one hope, will rise up to fight.”

“If the peasants who ran faster than rabbits were as brave as you say, there would have been a rebellion in Limbenburg,” Chris said, “but I’ve heard the opposite, people would just bow down and serve their new The sorcerer lord.”

“The wizards became the new rulers,” said the Shire. “Specifically? The wizard king divided the land?”

“I don’t think it does that, my lord,” said Chris. “There are some respected wizards who are considered ‘grand wizards’, and they choose their own villages and towns and turn them into their own precincts, according to their own prestige. And reputation, respectively, occupied some.”

Charles heard footsteps outside, and turned to see Brian walking in.

Like a savage, he was topless, showing a thick chest of hair, brown hair and long beard, and his behavior became more and more unruly.

“Go out, this is a meeting of civilizations,” Chris said.

“If you want to understand my savage compatriots, you have to learn to stain your face with blood.” Brian grinned, “I’m here to tell you the wizard’s secret.”

“What is the principle of witchcraft?” Charles asked.

“Sounds simple and complicated,” Brian said. “We lived around the ancestral witch tree and saw the witch script.”

He took out a palm-sized animal bone and placed it on the table.

“What a blasphemy.” Chris pulled his chair away.

“Sounds great.” Elijah observed carefully.

“There are people who can read part of the script,” Burian said, “and that’s what they know as ‘Major script’, in the old language of the swamp, it’s ‘Realith’, which means ‘true solution’. Total There are more than 300 shaman characters, and those who can understand one to three are of average aptitude. Four to eight are excellent. More than nine are geniuses.”

“How many do you know?” Charles asked.

“Four,” Brian said. “‘Return,’ ‘Change,’ ‘Revelation,’ and ‘Thinking.'”

“It all sounds complicated and wonderful,” said Charles.

“That’s why I’m not good enough,” Burian laughed. “Some people master the Dawu script relatively simple, and they can master it very quickly. Any one of my scriptures will take a lifetime of effort to master. Research. Once we learn the ‘big shaman script’, it is hidden in our hearts, but it is very complicated. They are ‘true interpretations’, which means true and accurate views, pointing directly to the truth of this world, and it is extremely difficult to reproduce. So about 600 years Before, ‘Yazu’ Baltron created the Xiaowu script, ‘Alsis script’, ‘Interpretation’.”

He bit his fingers and scribbled obscure symbols on the bones with blood.

“These are the Xiao Wu characters,” Burian said. “It’s a transcription of the big Wu characters, and the recorded things can make the world respond, that is, to construct specific spells.”

After writing a few lines of Xiaowu characters, Brian sketched simple symbols on it and modified them.

“Finally there are auxiliary words, ‘Andonal’, ‘modification’, which connect the meanings of the words and make the witchcraft we describe more precise and palpable, forming a real, sophisticated and solemn formula, defining, marking the eternal Quantitative and variable, indicating conditions, pointing, nesting, causal differences… Let’s see.” Brian painted all the lines and painted the terminator, and the animal bone suddenly shimmered with magic, becoming a magic item.

“What can it do?” Elijah asked.

“I attached the true solution of regression to it, and it became a regressor, so it’s called the bone of recovery.” Brian picked up the animal bone and tapped it on the table between them.

In an instant, a dark green shimmer flashed across the entire table, and it collapsed down immediately, the legs of the table broke, and turned into several large scattered original plates.

Brian tapped the plank again, and it began to deform again, merging with itself, growing bark, going from plank to uncut log.

“What will the log become?” Claire wondered.

Brian threw the animal bone on the wooden board, and people’s eyes focused on it, but it just bumped into it without any change.

They observed carefully, only to find that the spell streamer had dissipated.

“It’s a very crude spell item,” Brian said. “It’s exhausted in two uses. A highly skilled wizard can make a more durable spell item.”

“What about the wand?” Charles asked.

“The spells carried in the wand are ever-changing, making the wand itself the most powerful magic item, hum… I’m also building my own wand.” Brian picked up his magic wand and presented it in front of everyone, ” Its ability…is the most powerful, it can reverse all ongoing spells, interrupt all spellcasting, nullify it, and ‘return’ to the way it was before the spell was formed. But still unfinished…I’ll wait It’s perfect, give it a name.”

“The King of Wizards’ spells will also be interrupted by you?” Claire was curious.

“The King of Wizards… It doesn’t rely on spells.” Brian shook his head, “Chuwei family… Do you know the Chuwei family? The largest wealthy family in the Dragon School.”

“Killed several members of their family,” Claire said. “Not a rival.”

“Because the strength of a single wizard is limited, they used all means to create a king of wizards with ten bodies and twenty hands,” Brian played with the short stick in his hand, “each of its twenty arms holds a A wand can perform 20 different wand movements at the same time and create 20 magical powers with different effects. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is unparalleled in the world.”

“What about the odds of hitting hard?” Charles asked.

“My lord,” Brian stopped turning, “it’s not that I’m arrogant, I mean, you have to be careful.”

“Master is invincible,” Elijah said.

“I admit,” Burian laughed, “but, that wizard king has already jumped out of the ‘world’, Lord Grani, it’s best not to underestimate the essence of hundreds of years of physiological experiments in the Great Swamp.”

To tire the wizard king, to burn the wizard king.

Charles groaned.

“Start with its henchmen and let it run its course,” said the Shire, “and defeat the so-called wizard lords who are swarming all over Limbiang.”

“Just do it,” Chris said. “…the people of Limbenberg, will come back under my banner.”

“But instead of taking it out one by one,” Ciel said, “with all that hard work and time, we’ll figure out a way to connect the people of Limbside.”

“If you want to inspire people, I have a suitable candidate.” Madeleine said, “As early as the Crying Brotherhood, we heard of a prestigious civilian leader who has recently risen in recent years. Unite the masses during the wizarding invasion, and the prestige grows.”

“There is such a talent?” Charles asked curiously.

“You brought it up yourself,” Madeleine said. “Remember? You were given the Vicuvi village after the Battle of Limbenburg.”

“Yes—” Ciel recalled, “I let the inhabitants there govern themselves.”

“Yes, they set up a peasant council, allocated the land, and only need to pay a small amount of tax to the church every year. The villagers are grateful for your kindness, live and work in peace and contentment, and are self-sufficient. They believe that they can live a happy life through their own strength. But that fighting spirit remains in everyone’s heart. That man, the former priest, Kaelin of Vykuve, has always respected your guidance, regarded you as a model, preached about your deeds, led people to resist, only to be arrested later , was imprisoned in Gumen Fort, if he can be rescued, he must be able to call on everyone to resist.”

Chapter 476 The Necessary Sacrifice

Lone Gate Castle is located to the south of Forest Edge, and in many senses is the southern barrier of Forest Edge.

Renee Crab Claw is the core figure of the Crab Claw family, and was once an important member of the White Sandpiper School. He used to be proud of the White Sandpiper School’s idea of exhausting knowledge, but when he knew what the Dragon School was doing, he immediately threw himself to the ground, Abandoned all to serve the Wizard King.

Because of this loyalty and exemplary effect, he received the honor of controlling Lone Gate Castle.

At noon, Renee received an emissary from Forestside Castle, a witch named Aiya. She had a sexy figure, her robes covered her plump breasts, and she wore a witch’s black hat.

Before Leni could speak, she turned around and saw a servant came in with honey tea to entertain her.

“How do you know that I like drinking honey tea?” Aiya was a little surprised.

“The lady is so beautiful, suitable for sweets.” The servant showed a simple smile.

“You’re cute too.” Aya sneered, “That face is suitable for a mask.”

“Don’t scare him,” Leni said.

“I’m sorry.” The servant hurried away.

“Who is he?” Aya asked.

“The servant I just recruited the day before yesterday is very clever,” Leni said, “smarter than other humans.”

“I don’t like keeping smart human servants who live to be dealt with.”

“How many more people do we need to complete the quest for immortality?”

“countless.”

[End of This Chapter]