The Divine Hunter Chapter 22: For yourself!
Hain Kaweh Castle in the ice and snow.
The vast courtyard is empty and the training ground is deserted...
Anahad, wearing a bearskin cloak, is like a statue of a meditator. Every chiselled line on his face, his sharp eyes, and his pursed face exude deep and cold doubts.
There were once more than thirty members of the Bear Faction, waving swords around the training dummy.
It is a pity that the hot situation came to an end in just a few decades.
Now, there are only five Bear Factions left in such a large castle, and except for him, everyone else is running around.
Most of the Bears completely abandoned this mountain castle after leaving home in the spring of a certain year.
Never returned.
Anahad was utterly defeated.
The heroic words at the beginning of the founding of the sect became like a joke.
But he couldn't figure it out. He clearly abided by his creed meticulously, was not bound by emotions and morals, and accepted commissions as he pleased... why did he end up with such a miserable end?
"You don't understand?" A sinister voice suddenly came from behind.
Anahad turned his head, only to see a changing mist appear in mid-air behind him, and a strange demon hunter with gray-green pupils came out.
The steps are nimble and the limbs are balanced like a mongoose.
Looking at each other.
They both saw a familiar loneliness in each other's eyes.
Cat pie and bear pie.
The same thing fell apart.
"Who are you?"
The big man quietly lifted the hilt of his sword and pointed the tip of the sword at his opponent.
Cat Vulture shook his head and asked, "You still don't understand why the Bear School ended?"
The big man lowered his head and thought for a second, stepped forward with his left foot, and switched the long sword from the left to the right, the tip of the sword trembling slightly.
He blurted out.
"Because of Ivar Evil Eye's betrayal, he gathered a group of rebels... to destroy the school's bright future."
And seriously injured himself.
He had an old injury on his back that has not healed yet.
"You blame all this on others, but have you never thought about the reason for his betrayal?"
"Because he is unwilling to be inferior to others, which can be seen from his restless eyes."
The cat vulture shook its head.
"Actually, you should be aware of the cold creed of the Bear School. It does make every member feel comfortable, free, and have plenty of private space in a short period of time."
"But the seriously flawed decoction eventually sowed the seeds of disaster. The members were not only indifferent to outsiders, but also had no emotional ties with each other... except for commissions, only commissions... neither cheered or encouraged the wonderful adventures of their companions" , nor mourn their accidental casualties."
The cat vulture has bright eyes and a determined tone,
"You lack the most important cohesion of a group."
"The so-called Bear School." He looked at the silver bear head pendant with a **** mouth on the big man's chest, "Apart from a rigid symbol, what else can it bring to its members?"
"Hein Kaweihe is destined to be only a short-term destination, and it is by no means the final destination."
Anahad's expression changed.
唰
The burly body rose from the ground, and the sword light jumped towards the cat vulture.
From top to bottom, the broad sword struck the cat vulture head-on!
A silver light fell vertically in mid-air!
The cat vulture rotated its body like a top, and the sword blade rotated at a high speed, as if the mercury was pouring, reflecting a large dazzling silver light, removing most of the force of the swing, and the sword tip followed the inertia and stabbed the big man's chest. wrist.
……
Gold and iron clashed continuously, Anahad thundered and waved his broad sword, and the sword wind whistled.
Like the sea on a stormy night.
The attacks come one after another, continuously!
The Cat Vulture is just a canoe on the sea, drifting and bumping at high speed with the thrilling waves.
Many times the ship nearly crashed and people died.
But always maintains a balance.
The two figures met for ten seconds and then suddenly separated.
The cat vulture bent its knees and half-crouched, and slowly moved its fingers to grasp the hilt of the sword. The tiger's mouth felt numb for a while, and continued to attack verbally.
"Anahad, the cold and strong will and the armor of the soul that you have relied on for decades are your greatest weakness in this life."
"Without feelings... unable to reveal your heart to your companions, you are destined to be alone for the rest of your life!"
The big man had a cold face, said nothing, and swung his sword to attack him again.
The sound of the sword cutting through the air.
The cat vulture suddenly disappeared.
He looked around blankly.
A voice sounded in my heart.
That guy is right!
Arzu, Elan, Aiga, Ivar...the same earnest warnings echoed in their hearts.
The disappearing feelings are both an advantage and the biggest flaw in his life.
Unfortunately, as a person who is cold both physically and mentally, Anahad can never understand the meaning of feelings!
There is no turning back for him.
The Bear School is in tatters, even if relationships are restored.
Nothing can be undone
"Anahad! Finally found you!"
Suddenly, the academy opened a square portal filled with dark vortexes in mid-air.
Three robed figures flew out of the door and landed lightly.
The magic aura around him was instantly dazzling.
The man with gray hair and a handsome face cast his gaze over.
"Man, come with me..."
Arzu smiled at the demon hunter who had been away for many years and said, "I will restore your feelings and let you create a new bear sect to make up for the regrets of the past."
The big man clenched his sword warily, staring in disbelief at the two former creators, and behind them, the apprentice Idalan with a nervous smile.
The long-dead creator of the Witcher is actually still alive.
"You abandoned us silently, and now you let us go back!?"
"You treat us as pets?! I tell you, no way!"
……
The Ancient Sea Fortress in the Blue Mountains east of Kaedwen.
Vesemir saw the rise of the Wolf Faction flourish in Kaer Morhen under Edgar's leadership.
Every spring, members of the Wolf Faction will travel throughout the Northern Territory to practice, hunt monsters, and receive commissions.
They remain neutral, do not get involved in any politics or war, and do not cross the moral bottom line to carry out assassinations for reward.
But they don’t rigidly stick to the so-called standards. The rewards demanded by the Wolf Faction will fluctuate up and down according to mood and reality.
This allows them to better adapt to different geographies.
But they have an iron rule
Everyone, no matter where they are, must return to Kaer Morhen as winter approaches every year, taking with them the money, supplies, and even the children they have gained unexpectedly.
Share joys and sorrows with brothers and compatriots.
The commissioned death rate of the Wolf Faction has always been low.
They will not risk their lives for their lofty ideals like the Griffins, accepting commissions beyond their abilities, and they know how to protect themselves prudently.
They will not be as indifferent and selfish as the Bears. As long as any member encounters a difficult problem or is in danger of life, just say hello, and all the Wolf Faction will lend a helping hand without reservation.
In such a humane and cohesive environment, and with the assistance of two good old fortress mages, Child and Hieronymus, the Wolf Faction quickly grew to a hundred people.
Become the best among all schools of thought.
The turning point was that day.
As the founder and forging instructor of the Wolf Faction, Aijia forges more useful weapons and stronger armor for his compatriots.
Leave the academy and travel around the world, visiting blacksmith masters everywhere.
Return after half a year.
Travelled, but with a warm smile on his face, the backpack contains carefully developed armor blueprints. When the blueprints are converted into physical objects, the brothers will be safer when they practice outside.
Unfortunately, his full expectations turned out to be nothing but despair.
Even more heartbreaking than when Mograg fell apart
Kaer Morhen, which was once bustling and bustling like a small market, has turned into a ruins clinging to steep stone walls, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.
Half of the trapezoidal city wall was violently demolished. Broken bricks were piled on the ground in a mess. The remaining parts of the fortress and city gate were covered with traces of flames.
The towers seemed to have been bombarded by meteorites falling from the sky, opening large holes and even breaking into two pieces in the middle.
Aiga can accept all of this. The castle is gone and can be rebuilt.
If Keren is gone, everything he brings back will be meaningless.
Aiga knelt down in front of the gate of Kaer Morhen, before the **** corpses on the ground.
Familiar faces that respectfully called him teacher.
It was covered in blood and had lost its vitality and vitality. Its vertical pupils were wide open like a beast, solidifying the unwillingness and anger before death.
Ninety-nine percent of the demon hunters in Kaer Morhen were turned into corpses.
The swordsmanship instructor was stabbed into a sieve by random swords and pitchforks; the young demon hunter clutched his stomach and leaned against the charred tree in the courtyard, losing his breath. His dilated pupils silently stared at the ruined castle; several people who had not yet Those apprentices who passed the trial of green grass were still children, but were burned into cokes by magical flames and electric current.
The corpse of the witcher occupied the entire building, and there were ten times as many farmers, soldiers, thugs, and even sporadic mages lying around him.
But this cannot change the outcome.
Kaer Morhen, dead.
Aijia buried his face in the soil, tears flooding his simple and thin cheeks,
"What did the witcher do wrong? Why did he do this to us?!"
Why have the neutral faction, which has always been honest and responsible, suffered such a disaster?
"Why?!"
"I shouldn't have left!"
Aijia felt a strong sense of unwillingness and regret.
As the founder of the Wolf Faction, he failed to fight side by side with his compatriots at a time when the school's life was at stake.
Even if you die heroically, it is better than living on your own.
"Aiga..."
Vesemir stared at the devastated academy, his eyes were red, and his mind was rolling like a sea. The painful memories of that day came out one after another, but they were quickly suppressed again, as if there was a sharp claw. He was searching for something in the back of his mind.
My younger self is still unconscious beneath the body.
This miss means goodbye to Aiga forever.
He stared at Aijia’s back and walked over!
Boom!
The sky above the castle exploded with strong winds, and a prismatic space door emerged.
Four figures jumped out one after another.
Falled in front of the demon hunter who was kneeling and wailing.
"Aijia." A familiar voice engraved deep in the soul rang.
Aijia raised his head with tears in his eyes, and the familiar face with black hair and brown eyes came into view.
"Come on, come with us to put an end to this unhappiness."
Cosimo with fluttering white beard, Idalan, and Anahad with a cold face stand side by side.
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, but your character is still so cowardly." The Grand Master of the Bear Faction shook his head, "If you are still a man, wipe away your tears and join us!"
"Everyone is dead, all dead, and people cannot be resurrected." Aijia wiped his tears.
"No," Arzu's eyes flashed with unprecedented brightness, "You have a chance to make up for it, believe me."
……
Coasts of Covel and Powis, under the Wyvern Mountains.
In the late night with the stars and moon shining brightly, Kyle Siren sat quietly on the edge of the coastal cliff. Valley
The outline is rough, like a beast absorbing starlight.
A figure carrying two swords and wearing silver plate armor like a knight stood in the snowy night, listening to the sound of waves hitting the rocks, looking up and quietly observing the unpredictable stars.
The past hundreds of years passed through my mind.
Under the guidance of the Guide to Knightly Virtues, the Griffin School develops with difficulty but tenaciously.
The law of accidents is rare, not to mention they have all kinds of lofty restrictions, and not everyone can adapt to this.
It took more than 100 years to develop about 60 members.
But compared to other schools of thought, the Griffin School has a huge advantage. It has a good reputation among the people, and everyone is willing to entrust them with tasks and respect them appropriately.
Elan could feel that the vow he made back then was being fulfilled bit by bit.
Arzu is gone.
But Griffin Academy still perfectly inherits his legacy. He is full of confidence that one day, the world will respect the pioneers who overcame obstacles for mankind!
Like the twinkling stars in the night sky.
Huh?
Elan suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Beside the bright full moon, the Centaur, which was originally clearly visible, suddenly emitted a frightening burst of red light, like blood.
The constellation is hovering above the head of Kelseren on the coast, and together with that ominous red light, it envelopes the entire Griffin sect's base camp!
No, something is wrong!
The expression of the Grand Master of the Griffin Sect changed. He suddenly outlined the five fingers of his left hand, a light blue talisman appeared in his palm, and pushed towards the fortress in the night behind him!
Blue light whizzes past!
The spell emits an intense blue light.
A sharp and ear-piercing blast of air resounded through the night sky and spread throughout the entire Kyle Siren in an instant.
"Alert!" Kelda, with her long cheeks and handsome features, woke up from her meditation and shouted, rushed out of the door and knocked on the adjacent bedroom, "Get up, it's dangerous!"
His amber eyes are not intimidating like most demon hunters, but instead sparkle with wisdom.
"Pencil sharpener, what's going on?"
A tall and straight Griffin with a typical knightly temperament and inverted almond-shaped pupils asked while putting on his armor,
"The Grand Master has issued an alarm! Call the brothers and escape immediately!"
Kelda shouted.
Everyone split up quickly but in an orderly manner.
And Elan rushed towards the castle, feeling increasingly uneasy.
He gritted his teeth with a red face, made dazzling outlines with his hands, and raised it above his head. A huge golden shield of golden light expanded like an inflated bubble, instantly protecting the entire fortress!
……
But it's too late!
Boom!
A thunderous earthquake suddenly erupted in the night. Its loudness and vibration were a hundred times that of Elan's warning!
The castle, cliffs, and the nearby sea undulated and swayed!
Behind the castle, the steep rocks towered in the distant sky, and suddenly there was a terrifying rumbling sound. Feilong Snow Mountain, the majestic mountains are covered with thousands of years of snow, and the boundless, smooth and primitive On the snow slope, a long and narrow gap opened.
The vast ocean-like bodies of snow crisscrossed from both sides of the crack.
Scroll down.
More and faster, running towards the majestic castle at the foot of the mountain unstoppably.
Boom!
The roaring whirlwind blew the sky into darkness, and the avalanche shook the earth and the mountains.
Elan, who was guarding in front of the castle, could only see the endless white mist on the mountains not far away, rising, spreading, rolling, and reflecting the dazzling moonlight.
It tore a hole in the entire dark sky.
The vast expanse of snow is like 10,000 horses rushing down the hillside, bringing with it a bone-piercing cold and an angry roar that destroys everything!
When the witcher sees it clearly.
When Kelda finally gathered dozens of brothers, she rushed towards the teacher in the courtyard.
It's too late!
Boom!
The overwhelming snow rolled out of the vertical cliff.
Falling from the sky!
Like a snowy rain!
Pressing against Kyle Siren in every possible way!
Wow!
The shield opened by Elan only lasted for a second under the wrath of nature, and then shattered.
At this late night, the beautiful white snow tore off the false mask, releasing the cruelty and ruthlessness accumulated for thousands of years, swallowing the entire castle into its belly.
Snowflakes piled up all over the seaside platform. Not feeling enough, they continued to surge, rolled down the cliff, and poured into the sea. They piled up into countless strange-shaped icebergs and drifted to the other side of the sea with circles of pale waves.
More than sixty lives were taken with him.
Some of the towering castles were destroyed by the huge impact and broken into several pieces. In some cases, only the top tip of one tower was left exposed in the snow, while the rest were buried deep underneath.
The once bustling, energetic and vibrant Griffin School.
It blends into the snow and turns into a majestic and majestic snow mountain standing on the coast.
……
I don’t know how long it took.
A hand emerged from under the snow with difficulty.
Elan's disheartened face was revealed.
He cleaned and dug like crazy...
But only cold bodies were found.
A few days later.
More than 60 new tombstones were added to the back mountain of Kelseren, where the altitude rose by tens of meters in vain.
Elan, who changed into a traveling jacket, took out the "Book of Shadows" that recorded his life experiences and all knowledge from his arms, and buried it in the tomb named Kelda.
Looking back to visit this destroyed home.
Boundless despair and pain surged in again.
Elan's ideals, goals, and enthusiasm were shattered!
He turned around and left, never to return.
In the mist, Cohen watched this scene with red eyes.
Soon.
A crack opened in the sky on the mountain path through which Elam passed
Five figures fell in front of him.
Arzu extended his hand to him and invited him sincerely.
And Cosimo's abnormally dark face smiled gently at him.
"My most valued disciple, Elan, let's do something together. I swear, I will save these compatriots who died in vain for you!"
Elan held his hand tightly without hesitation.
……
The Bear School is located further south in Amer Mountain.
Gersweder Fortress in the Tir Tosha Mountains.
The eye-catching tower has a terrifying spiral staircase.
Ivar Evil Eye stood on the wall with a lunge. Below him was a moat hundreds of feet deep, shrouded in white mist, and the highly toxic liquid in it emitted a pungent smell that made people tremble.
And he looked up at the starry sky above his head, his eyes that penetrated the planes, and saw endless visions.
Lightning flashed across the sky like a silver snake.
One after another, but there was no thunder, a strong wind suddenly surged, blowing Ivar's forehead hair and brushing his face.
In the dark sky, a milky white ribbon quickly lit up, twisting like an earthworm.
On this ribbon, many vague and terrifying figures appeared. They were getting closer and closer, and they were getting clearer and clearer in Ivar's eyes.
Buffalo horns and a tattered feather crest dangled from the rider's helmet. The skin under the dead gray visor was as pale as a corpse. The skeleton horse under its crotch was wrapped in a tattered gray horse clothing.
Strong winds blew, and the sharp blades of lightning slashed the black sky.
A ghostly singing sound came from the ribbon.
The cavalry team turned around and rushed straight towards Gesweide Fortress.
The hooves of the skeleton horse seemed to have crushed the moat wall.
The King of the Wild Hunt rushed at the front of the team, galloping over with only a rusty helmet on his skeletal head.
Blue-gray flames burned in the hollow eye sockets, the worn cloak fluttered in the wind, and the mottled necklace clicked on the rusty breastplate. ”
"Haha! Ivar Evil Eye!"
The King of the Wild Hunt kicked the skeleton horse in the belly and laughed horribly and arrogantly,
"The Viper School is destined to belong to us, and will eventually join our ranks and run towards the end of the world with us!"
"No, bastard, give me back my people!"
"Come on then! I'm waiting for you in another world!"
"I swear, one day I will attack your hometown and kill all of you executioners and war criminals! Let your corpses kneel before me!"
After the Queen of the Wild Hunt, a skeleton knight took off his helmet and stared at Ivar numbly with gray eyes.
Some emotion is suppressed.
On the skeleton knight's neck, a set of silver viper necklaces sparkled, full of irony.
Behind him, viper pendants swayed around the necks of five skeleton knights!
Wow
Ivar jumped up.
The long sword behind his back was unsheathed, and a rainbow was struck high in the sky above the city wall.
The illusion of the cavalry ~IndoMTL.com~ was instantly split in two, disillusioned into nothingness.
Land.
Ivar lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and trembled with anger.
The Viper School has been around since its establishment.
Every few years, there will be a harvest from the Wild Hunt!
They seemed to regard the Snake Sect as their own recruit training camp, taking away Ivar's disciples again and again!
The Snakes and the Wild Hunt are inseparable!
But Ivar Evil Eye was powerless to stop him.
He has the evil eye to see through the infinite world, but he does not have the force to suppress all realms.
The Snake Sect is constantly harassed by the Wild Hunt, and is becoming increasingly weak under the hostility of the Southern Empire!
Endangered!
"Ivar!"
A cold voice woke him up from his anger.
"Anahad, you wooden man is not dead yet?!"
"I haven't repaid your hatred for splitting the Bear Faction, so how could I die in front of you!?" Anahad retorted unceremoniously.
Behind him, four more people suddenly walked out.
Ivar took a closer look.
My heart is filled with excitement!
Aiga, Elam, Arzu and his disciple Idalan.
He rubbed his eyes funny, as if he thought he was seeing an illusion!
"Stop rubbing it, Ivar, everything is true, we are not dead!" Arzu smiled heartily at him, "Eye of the Demon Hunter Order, come back, we will help you solve your trouble once and for all!"
"Help me take down the Wild Hunt? Are you serious?"
"I swear to my true love..." Arzu glanced at the other three demon hunters, "See, everyone has their own wishes waiting to be fulfilled."
"But we must unite!"
"And this time, we will no longer eliminate monsters for those ridiculous people in the world, and we will no longer dedicate ourselves to others!"
"We are only for ourselves!"