The Divine Hunter Chapter 8: News from Elam

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"More than a hundred years ago, around 1150, mages coveted the precious magical knowledge stored by the Griffin Sect, and launched a terrible attack on a winter night."

“The overwhelming snow rolled down from Feilong Mountain, instantly burying the entire Caer Siren. Except for the Grand Master of Elam who was watching the stars at night outside the castle, all the Griffin sect pioneers were crushed under the snow. No one survived. ."

"After His Excellency Elan buried all his compatriots, he left far away."

"Where's Kelda?"

“My teacher came back from the dead because of a Horcrux, the Book of Shadows, and lived for more than a hundred years. Not long ago, he discovered that the Book of Shadows imprisoned all his predecessors who died in the avalanche. Soul, so I chose to die together and destroy it, so that Teacher Kelda and the seniors can be freed from this world." Recalling this sad past, Cohen still couldn't help but look sad and his eyes were red.

"So when this big avalanche happened, I was still imprisoned underground." Jielong lowered his head with a look of disbelief on his face, "So after I escaped in 1155, when I returned home, I only saw a Ruins in the snow."

"But I searched the entire Caer Siren and couldn't find Kelda? I even stayed there for two years, but no one came back, so I left in despair."

"After the teacher was resurrected, he studied the "Book of Shadows" in seclusion at school for several years." Cohen licked his dry lips, with a sigh of fate on his face, "Then starting from 1154, he I have traveled continuously for several years, searching for traces of Lord Elan all over the world, but never returned home during this period."

"Kelda and I missed each other perfectly, passing by the only remaining comrade in the world?" Jaylon looked up at the sky, with a sarcastic bitter smile on his lips, "What did I do wrong? God wants to punish me like this?"

Everyone present was shocked.

With such a series of brutal blows, it’s no wonder he collapsed.

There was an uncomfortable silence under the bridge. No one spoke, allowing Jie Long to sort out his emotions.

After a while, the sky turned completely dark.

A bonfire was lit under the bridge, and the warm firelight illuminated several faces that changed in light and dark around the bonfire.

"Then, Lord Jeron, how have you spent the more than a hundred years since you left Kelseren? Why is there no news at all?"

"Well..." Geron Moru wolfed down the bread, his eyes were red, and his exaggerated expression was like that of a hungry man who had been hungry for many days, "Kyle Siren and Teacher Elan have always been my spirit. Pillar."

The sorceress couldn't help but hug the witcher beside her tightly.

"They were the ones who supported me during the more than thirty years I was imprisoned underground. I persevered in the boring and crazy environment... My biggest wish was to go home as soon as possible after I got out of trouble, but it suddenly No more, I, cough!"

The bald man handed him a bottle of Dongzhidong,

He moistened his throat,

"The whole world seemed to have collapsed. There was only one thought left in my mind - the school is gone, but Teacher Elan is still alive, so I have to find him!"

……

"In fact...a few months before I escaped from prison..." Jielong took a deep breath, "I had a vague sense of Teacher Elan..."

"What?!" Cohen yelled, standing up suddenly with a terrifyingly high voice, "How did you do that? How do you communicate with him when you are locked up underground?"

"It's not a communication. To be precise, he unilaterally conveyed information to me... I told you before that during those thirty years of darkness, apart from foraging for food and exercising, I spent 80% of my time every day. All spent in meditation."

Roy nodded, no wonder this guy can meditate to an astonishing level of lv8.

"And that day, when I was meditating, I suddenly noticed something strange..."

"I heard a distant and familiar voice, engraved in the depths of my soul, accompanying me when I grew up... I concentrated on identifying it... It turned out to be Teacher Elan's call." Jielong's dark face A flash of blood appeared, "He once told me that when meditation reaches the highest attainment, you can shed your earthly body - try to touch your heart, like opening a door, allowing your spirit and soul to be free. Explore outward in the meditative horizon, looking for familiar footprints."

Everyone leaned forward slightly and listened to this mysterious description more attentively.

"I am his student. I have been missing for so many years. He must have been looking for me."

"And he finally found me..."

"I saw him in meditation. Everything was foggy. I controlled my spirit and floated towards him. Countless layers of shadows appeared on his body..."

"His voice was weak, his face was blurry, but he was as dull and confused as a puppet..." Jielong put down the empty wine bottle, deep wrinkles appeared on his forehead, "Teacher Elan seemed to be He couldn't help but was controlled and brainwashed by something... It was extremely difficult for him to temporarily gain freedom."

Jeron's voice was like a hungry mouse gnawing at Cohen's soul. He couldn't help blurting out, "Who can control Mr. Elan?"

"I don't know. Teacher Ellan only conveyed one sentence to me from beginning to end——" Jeron Moru's voice paused, and everyone's hearts seemed to be twisted,

"Don't look for it!"

"Don't look for it!"

Jeron's shouts were hoarse and resounded through the night sky, and the bonfire beat violently due to his breath.

Everyone couldn’t help but feel their hearts tremble.

"Behind his spirit, a huge and dark lake appeared... It made me feel oppressed and frightened. I think this was his strong warning."

"But he didn't give any specific description, didn't even understand my difficult situation, and didn't chat with me for a few words. He disappeared again. I felt that he was forcibly pulled away by some force!"

"I later tried meditation again and again, waiting for him to take the initiative to contact me...but for more than a hundred years, he never did it again."

Roy rubbed his cheek.

He suddenly felt that things were getting a bit serious.

The dignified founder of the Griffin Sect, one of the strongest demon hunters in the world, actually fell into a terrible situation in which he could not help himself.

Who controls Elam?

With Roy's understanding of the entire world, a suspicion immediately came to mind, but his intuition made him not so sure.

The bald man was thoughtful, thinking of the old enemies who had been entangled with the Snake Sect for more than a century. The group of ghost knights who appeared on the eve of the war, soared in the sky and spread misfortune. They had kidnapped Snake Sect apprentices many times and brought them Convert to the same kind.

Master Elam is under some kind of control, is it related to them?

Cohen asked in an extremely dry voice,

"But what does the Grand Master's words mean? Should we not go to him?"

"That's what I understood at the time, but I already had nothing. How could I be willing to give up?" Jeron continued, "After leaving Kelseren, I searched all over the north... and even the distance to the south. Several nearby provinces. But nothing was found, he left no trace."

"Teacher Elan, it's like he disappeared from the world."

Jaylon said in a low tone, "After that, it seemed like the whole world had abandoned me."

"I lost all purpose and motivation. I returned to Beauclair and stayed at the graveside of the person who saved me in the end, my mother."

"Like a tramp or a beggar, guarding her grave."

"In the next hundred years, you have never visited Kelseren?"

"I don't dare."

Everyone was silent.

Jie Long continued, "Occasionally I feel so miserable that I run back to Heshan... running around like a madman and a savage, not caring about anything."

Roy nodded, this finally matched the description of Grim Knight's encounter with the wildlings.

"At that time, I would have thought that if I had escaped ten years earlier, the fate of the entire world and those closely related to me might have been completely different..."

He closed his eyes,

"Or, I should die in that big avalanche with my comrades!"

"Man, don't say that. You were alone at the time and your strength was limited." Cohen, who was sitting next to him, reached out and pressed his shoulder, comforting him, "But you are no longer alone now, Griffin." Pai, me, and you, we should support each other and find out the whereabouts of Lord Elan!"

Jielong's indigo eyes swept across the faces of several people, and suddenly shook his head,

"Do you know why I told you everything? I just want you to quit before you get into trouble!"

"What organization you belong to and what purpose you have, I'm not interested."

"I haven't touched a weapon in a hundred years, and I live like a vagabond... I have long given up on the creed of the Griffin sect and forgotten the way of the demon hunter." Jeron put his hands around the back of his head and lay down again. On the straw mat, his expression turned lifeless again. "I just want to lie down quietly... Please leave this place to me and let me rot alone."

"Finally, thank you for the food and thank you for listening to my complaints."

……

Everyone exchanged looks.

"Your Excellency Jie Long, why would you say such things against your will," the bald man interjected, "If you give up your identity as a demon hunter, how about giving the Griffin Pendant on your chest to Cohen?"

"It's useless for you to take it anyway... Why not give it to a young junior with ideals and enthusiasm. Just treat it as your final contribution to the Griffin Faction."

Keen's lips moved, showing unbearable expression.

Roy stopped him with his eyes.

"Even terminally ill patients who are dying have the right to remember the past. This pendant is the only fetter for my survival." Jaylon's dark cheek muscles trembled, "Are you going to deprive me of even this last bit of my rights? ”

"Sir, you should learn to be honest. Since you still have some thoughts about the Griffin sect...why not be brave again?" Lei Suo said, "If you lie under this bridge forever, wandering around half dead, You can't change anything."

"It's useless...No matter what I do, I can't find a teacher. Decades, hundreds of years...time has repeatedly verified that this is fate." He shouted hysterically, his tone full of self-abasement despair , "Inescapable fate!"

The bald man shook his head and sighed. Although he could feel the other person's distress, he really didn't have that much patience to spend time with this guy.

"Man, you have the most basic cognitive error." Roy gently lifted the arm on his shoulder, "Nothing can be changed, it's just because a person can't stand alone."

"If you leave with us, we will let you see the power of unity!" He suddenly clenched his fist and raised his voice suddenly.

"Although the size of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood is far less than the sixty or seventy members of the Griffin School at its peak, there are currently about ten brothers..." Roy said proudly, "And it's not just the Snake School, Wolf School, etc. school, and the cat school..."

"Although Cohen has not joined, he maintains a good cooperative relationship with us."

Jaylon's face was expressionless, but his breathing became rapid.

"And we also have spell casters..." Roy glanced at Coral, who looked slightly dazed, covered her red lips and yawned, and smiled tiredly at him. At this time, she had already started to beautify sleep,

"Our combined energy is far greater than yours alone."

"Just because you can't find it, doesn't mean we can't do it!"

Jeron turned over.

"Just as you felt regret when you returned to Heshan, if you had escaped ten years earlier, maybe everything would have been different." Roy was confident and his tone was full of tension,

"You may have similar sighs in the future - if you had agreed to the invitation of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood, maybe things would have developed for the better."

"If you really want to find Lord Elan, then come with us."

"Stop lying here feeling sorry for yourself and dwelling on the past. If your teacher finds out, he will definitely be sad and disappointed."

Roy stretched out his hand towards Jaylon. The night wind blew his short black hair across his face, making it itch slightly.

But this time, he got no response.

The other party was still facing him with his back in silence.

After waiting for a long time, he shook his head in disappointment,

"Jeron Moru, opportunities cannot wait forever, we will give you two days."

What Roy valued was Cohen of the Griffin Faction, not this poor man who had fallen for hundreds of years. If he really didn't want to, Roy wouldn't force him.

"In your current state, if you continue to degenerate like this, you probably won't have a few years to live. Think about it carefully."

……

A sigh sounded in the night.

Leso, Roy and Coral returned to the secret laboratory under the Nine Valleys resolutely.

And Cohen was left alone.

He was lying on the soft earth across from Jeroen across the campfire.

"Why don't you leave?" After a long time, Geron Moru's question rang out in the dark night filled with insects.

“I want to give it a try too,” Cohen said with a faint smile, looking up at the moss-covered rock wall of the bridge cave and a few twinkling stars in the night sky, “What does it mean to be a tramp? Feeling. Senior, you will be addicted to it for a long time and unable to extricate yourself."

He suddenly took off his leather armor, leaving only a pair of thin underwear. He grabbed the dirty soil and smeared it on his face, neck, and exposed skin, making himself look like a dirty tramp.

"Huh..." He closed his eyes, took a nap, and took a long breath, "It does feel better."

"It's as if all the shackles have been removed and I don't have to worry about anything. The ideals of reviving the Griffin sect, the spirit of chivalry, the Grand Master of Elam, the Book of Shadows, and Igesena have nothing to do with me!"

"I want to just lie down like this, Sir Jielong. How about I wander with you from now on?"

"Who is Igsena?" Jielong asked without answering.

"My girlfriend is a girl from the country...no, she should be considered a girl from the city now. She accompanied me when I was most sad and desperate. I have to say that I am better than you at this point. Lucky."

"I still have an Igesena, and you had nothing at the beginning. Otherwise, I would probably be even more decadent and decadent than you."

Keen showed a satisfied smirk~IndoMTL.com~ and suddenly changed his voice, "But you know, she was almost going to leave me."

"Thanks to Roy and the Witcher Brotherhood, although many of his actions are full of purpose...and his words are sharp and merciless."

"But he kept his promise..."

Time passes.

Jeron Moru has passed through countless places and heard all kinds of sounds, but most of the time, he is just an irrelevant passerby.

For decades, no one had ever revealed their true feelings to him with all their heart.

Although Cohen is not good at words, he often gets stuck in mid-sentence, hesitates, and thinks for a long time.

But his sincere attitude and way of speaking are in line with many honest people of the Griffin sect.

As Jie Long listened, his indifferent face softened slightly, and his empty eyes gained a hint of sparkle. Unknowingly, he became an audience member all night long.