The Divine Hunter Chapter 30: Do not look directly

The crooked moon hangs in the sky. At eight or nine o'clock, everything in the Meliteli Temple is completely quiet. Except for the main hall and laboratory of the temple, candles and magic lamps are lit. Most of the rooms are dark, and a tired person During the day the priestesses fell into a sweet dream.

As usual, at this time, the witcher probably went to discuss the next day's trial with the sorceress and Sister Nannick.

The boy was the only one left in the bedroom.

His mind sank into the template——

Roy

Age: 14 and 1 months

Identity: Civilian, Demon Hunter Apprentice

Health: 66

Attributes:

Strength: 5→5.3

Agility: 6.1→6.3

Physique: 6.5→6.6

Perception: 7

Will: 6.5

Charm: 6

Spirit: 6.5

Skills:

Slaughter LV4

Observe LV2

Meditation LV2

Crossbow Specialization LV1

Long Sword Specialization LV1: Under the careful guidance of the master demon hunter, after a month of hard training, you have mastered the basic tips of long sword swordsmanship. When using weapons such as long swords and half-hand swords, strength, Agility and physical attributes will receive a 5% bonus, allowing you to parry, block, dodge and attack more quickly and accurately in close combat.

You can actively activate this ability, and the bonus effect will be doubled, but the physical energy consumption will also be doubled. This state will last for at least 30 seconds.

Alchemy LV1

Elegance of the Wind (Passive Solidification)

Occupation:

Witcher LV4 (1305/2000)

Stage: Apprentice (next stage: pass 1 Green Grass Trial, hunt 10/10 kinds of magical creatures, and will advance to a junior demon hunter)

School: Viper

Professional characteristics:

Main attributes...

Bind weapons: You have bound the hand crossbow-Gabriel, the steel sword-Guweishil, the silver sword-none

Full recovery...

Loot package: 2 cubic meters.

Remaining: 1 skill point.

After a month of hormonal stimulation and extensive training, he finally got started with swordsmanship, and his originally motionless attributes also increased slightly.

But that's not enough!

Roy's spirit focused on the "+" after meditation. With a thought, his skill points changed from 1 to 0, and the information in the template rippled like water waves——

Meditation LV2→LV3

Physique: 6.6→7.1

Life: 66→71

Spirit: 6.5→7

Heat flow surged through his limbs and bones. Once again, he lay on the bed and squinted his eyes to enjoy the "full body massage". He opened his eyes five minutes later.

It's time to fight for the upgrade.

Roy quietly left the temple and set off to the back mountain along the overgrown and winding stone road just like the previous days... Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and the north wind was gently whimpering. Weisier's trembling wrist drew a cold light in mid-air.

He was thinking about what kind of trap he should set up to catch animals more efficiently. In his sight, a big man suddenly appeared on the forest path in front of him.

The big man squatted with his burly body, his bald head reflected the faint moonlight, and his amber pupils locked on him from a distance,

"Little devil, you came just in time, I was just about to find you."

"Lesso, you didn't go to Aunt Nannick's place? Why are you stuck here?" Roy's nose moved and he could clearly smell a faint smell of blood, and there were faint stars on the big man's leather armor. of blood.

He thought of a possibility.

The demon hunter hooked his hand, turned around silently and walked into the dark woods. A minute later, the two came to a clearing surrounded by several alder trees...

The boy's breath was stagnant - five wild dogs with mottled fur were lying side by side on the ground where dead branches and leaves were piled, their chests and abdomen rising and falling slightly, and their long snouts exhaled white air in the cold night.

Half of the legs and feet were broken off, exposing the bone stubble, and there was a **** sword wound on the fur of the other half. The wound exuded the smell of paralyzing poison.

They all passed out and lost the ability to resist.

"Leso, are you... preparing this for me?" Roy recalled the conversation that day and looked at the demon hunter with complicated eyes. He did not expect that the other party could do this - to It is not difficult to kill a group of wild dogs, but it is a very troublesome technical task to capture them alive.

I don’t know how much time the witcher spent.

The young man's lips moved, planning to say something.

"Little brat, don't say so many sensational words like a bitch..." The demon hunter slowly wiped the steel sword and the blood on his body with a blue cloth, "Just kill them!"

"You must put all your energy into training, and I will take care of the rest - every night from now on, I will prepare 'prey' for you until you meet the harsh conditions and let you reproduce the performance in the mine. A miracle." The demon hunter looked at the figure of the young man coming with the sword, and said solemnly, "My only request to you is to get through it, survive the trial of grass, and don't let the hard work of me, Oaks, and Seret go to waste! ”

He sighed again, "I will make an exception, but only during this period of time... The purpose of killing animals, monsters, and humans is to survive, not to prevent the uncertain death."

"I understand." The young man also rejected the method of upgrading the prosthetic hand to others. This was Roy's killing, not others.

But this is not the time to be pretentious. The bright Guweixir streaked across the night sky, and in the woods under the moonlight, there was a series of sounds of sharp knives piercing flesh.

"Kill wild dogs, experience +10"

"Kill wild dogs, experience +10..."

From this day on, everything develops according to Roy's ideal state, including swordsmanship and crossbow training, demon hunter trials, and gaining experience——

The long life has allowed the witcher to master skilled hunting skills. He brings a wide variety of prey, sometimes wild dogs, sometimes a few rabbits, a nest of rats, poisonous snakes, wild boars... depending on the experience, it depends on the experience. Twenty or thirty points, as many as a hundred points. On average, there are about fifty points a day, and you can accumulate enough experience in less than half a month.

……

Occasionally there are ups and downs in a regular and peaceful life.

A month after Roy came to the temple, the "tireless" old nanny Nannick put forward a new requirement-the boy must participate in the temple's prayers... He escaped most of the early morning masses, but could not escape the evening ones. pray.

"Sister Nannick, don't waste your efforts. You know, the witcher only believes in the 'Goddess of Destiny'."

Roy reluctantly said that although he admired the charity of the temple priestess to save the world, as a person who advocates freedom, he does not believe in any gods and will never be bound by faith.

In fact, the vast majority of demon hunters are not very interested in gods and maintain a respectful attitude, but there are also a few who have been "naturalized" by missionaries.

In Roy's memory, there was a demon hunter of the Flying Lion School named Moden, who "suddenly repented" and fell into the arms of the prophet Lebi Alda. After a pilgrimage, he gave away his weapons, armor, All the precious blueprints of the school sank into the pool, completely cutting off the entanglement with the past, and became a believer of Lebiuda.

He will accept the drawing in the future, and he cannot let the treasure gather dust for too long.

Nannick’s attitude remains unwavering,

"You live in the temple and enjoy the blessings of the goddess. You must pay due respect to the goddess. As a demon hunter covered in blood, you should devoutly understand the kindness of the goddess and eliminate the hostility in your heart."

The two walked through the quiet temple corridor and arrived at the spacious temple hall. There were hundreds of priests, believers, and students wearing uniform gray dresses. They clasped their hands and knelt quietly on the ground, facing the towering Prayers are recited from a statue in front of the main hall.

The afterglow of the setting sun coated everyone's cheeks with a holy glow, as if the statue in front of them was their master and their creator. Even the very young children were surprisingly pious.

Faced with this situation, Roy had another idea - "gods" are just other-dimensional creatures similar to demons, but they have powers beyond the ordinary level.

The temple priests herd the believers for the "gods". In exchange, the gods protected the priests, gave them strength, or sent down miracles, but no miracles have occurred in this world for decades.

But as the center of Meriteri's faith in the north, there must be something incredible about Elland's temple.

This thought lingered in the young man's mind, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to the statue of a girl, a pregnant woman, and an old woman in front of him, with everyone kneeling in worship, and his eyes became as deep as stars. ~IndoMTL.com~Meritelli Statue

Sacred incarnation·belief container

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The young man who was observing suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and a strong sense of crisis arose spontaneously - somehow, the statue of a pregnant woman facing him opened his eyes and glanced at him.

Golden pupils.

Solemn, magnificent, profound...

In an instant, his thoughts seemed to be pulled out by an invisible hand, floating away from the ceiling of the temple, from the unattainable holy mountain to the endless sea, and finally deep into the dark and deep void of the universe.

He was trembling all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

But that glance lasted less than a thousandth of a second, and the statue closed its eyes.

The boy groaned, clutching his chest and panting like an ox. Cold sweat slid down his skin. Every muscle and the ends of his fingers trembled uncontrollably. He felt a huge sense of weakness in his body from the inside out.

"Drip——"

The ground was stained with a drop of bright red. Roy stretched out his hand to touch it, and hot blood surged out of his nose, turning his mouth and chin red.

He covered his mouth and nose desperately and glanced at the crowd. The believers were still praying selflessly and found nothing unusual, so they hurriedly fled back to the bedroom.

After a long time, after stopping the nosebleed and regaining calm through meditation, Roy's mind sank into his personal template——

HP: 30/71 (Shock), that insignificant glance actually cut off more than half of his HP!

"What on earth are those golden eyes? Could it be——"

This idea only flashed through his mind. He did not dare to delve into it further, and he felt a strong warning in his heart.

"I must not observe anything related to gods, at least until I have enough power!"