The last headhunter

Chapter 29 Desperate Battle (2)

The legendary arcane magic is the crystallization of ancient wisdom accumulated for so long in human history.They exert their power through the brilliant gemstones cast by the energy of pure magic elements, and through the violent reaction of "implosion" to generate entanglement and connection, they continue to expand, and finally cause a devastating destructive effect.The potential of the elements can be liberated the most in arcane art, which is why arcane magic is called the "ultimate" magic.

There is hardly any form of destruction comparable to arcane magic.Burn the earth into charcoal, cast the whole city into ice sculptures with cones of snow, and even distort the space to make some creatures disappear completely in the world. Trampling from point to surface like a "dimension reduction strike".

That was the age of the gods.Those were the years when human beings bowed their heads and bowed their heads.It was a disaster where arcane magic raged between the heavens and the earth, and the gods fought endlessly.And the human empire that has evolved into today, the damage caused by the previous disaster is called "natural disaster".The frequent occurrence of natural disasters is not accidental, but the selfishness, cruelty and fraud of the ancient gods have created a long-lasting and eternal grudge.And the undead born from the bones, isn't it another kind of punishment from the creator?
The religious and philosophical thought of "the theory of original crime" has been rampant since then.And the Kingdom has banned arcane magic outright.No matter how talented a magician is, he must never touch the "arcane" field, so maybe even the chief magician of the kingdom, that unknown adult...can't reach this field.

But the person in front of him will never be subject to any restrictions.He is a hero abandoned by the world, he is a Taoist who wanders through time and suffering to seek ascension and guidance.The reason why he gave up his hundreds of years of cultivation and returned to the world is to save mankind instead of bringing suffering to mankind again.Therefore, facing this evil behemoth, he finally let go of all his hands and feet and fought to the death.In order to protect the last dignity of human beings, to give an explanation to the dead and a future to the living.

His eyes were burning with blazing fire, and his robes danced in the frantic surge of heat, lifting Sariel's aging body gently into the air.And Michelle's auxiliary chanting has also ended, and the dazzling light that is continuously injected into the staff spreads colorful stars in the steaming frenzied air.The sky and the earth trembled amidst the ear-piercing noise, while the scorching meteors in the sky were rushing toward the forest one after another!

The boy saw the true face of the shooting star.It was an incomparably huge boulder completely surrounded by scorching flames.The runes printed all over it seemed to issue a ruthless announcement of God's judgment, rubbing against the surface of the atmosphere, vaporizing billowing smoke, and rushing through the sky, screaming.

shocked.An indescribable shock.Looking at the meteorite rain that could crush and burn everything, the young man only felt that he was just a boring and trivial dust in this world, swept into the desolate and dead wasteland of the cemetery.Brilliant shadows are swaying in the sky like fireworks—this giant arcane magic, which is several times larger than the dark star, is arousing a terrifying sense of depression and a desperate breath of doomsday in this continent with a destructive force. .

Small.It's too small.In the face of a "disaster" of this scale, all living beings in the world are different from lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The mysterious scroll in Michelle's hand has been burned out at this moment.But that is not a "fire" in the general sense, but an "eternal fire" produced by the collision of pure magical energy.This arcane creature, which devours magical energy greedily, will never go out without absorbing all the power in the scroll, so it is also called eternal fire.And this gentle and calm eternal fire is like a stove that leans on one's side in winter, removing the feeling of warmth without any damage.Michelle, who kept saying that she knew nothing about magic, was smiling at the young man with an unbelievable face at this moment.

That veil of mystery.The truth behind all stories.The young man always felt that he was a little closer to the other side where the bell was ringing, but he couldn't remember anything.I seem to have seen this old man strolling confidently in front of me, but where did that come from?What kind of existence is that mysterious ancient chant rune?
The boy had no time to think about it.Before his mind had time to ponder these, it was replaced by more serious anxiety and tension.Macaroth - took a step.He acted.

He no longer stood still and only knew how to swing the halberd to blow out surging waves of fel energy.He started to move towards the position of the boy and the other four!And every time the heavy footsteps trampled on the ground, it would cause a dizzying impact—that huge, disgusting purple giant was showing itself in a more complete form in front of the young man's eyes, and that shadowy figure shrouded the sky. Down, it completely blocked the boy's sight of looking up at the sky.

Is that looking up at the sky?Is that the aura of destruction swept by the meteorite?Not seen again for many years.Macaroth's body has completely covered his sight.The dark shadows shrouded the vines, the ruins and the dead bodies, and the whole picture of the huge war halberd was fully exposed at this moment—the hideous bloody eyeball that appeared suddenly escaped from the war halberd, and the bloodshot eyes overflowing A strange light flashed regularly.The demonized war halberd that has been liberated in its full form has become a terrifying scythe that harvests life at will!The originally huge halberd blade, after being strengthened, quickly extended several times with the sound of "stabbing" from rotting flesh, swaying cold evil energy!

"Arcane. The endless war of the ancient gods. Forbidden."

His plump lips opened wide.

"Old man. You should understand what you are doing. You are challenging the bottom line of the world and the laws of your kingdom. There is absolutely no possibility of forgiveness for such behavior."

"There is no need for forgiveness. What I do is justice. And you who only know how to kill, how can you question whether the arcane is justified or not?"

Sariel snapped.The restless fire breath of heaven and earth is completely surrounding him.

"How many creatures were slaughtered in the invasion of the imperial city—how many more do you have to kill?"

"You can never have too many ants to crush, can't you? Old man. The undead are endless, and my presence is just the simplest beginning."

Makaros grinned grinningly, and immediately two pairs of giant hands ignited purple flames.This purple flame squirmed and grew on the halberd like life, and gradually overwhelmed the bone tower that was still spraying out the evil light of destruction, exuding a colder and more bleak energy!
"There are no heroes in this world anymore. Those consuls and so-called adventurers who resisted the undead army are just a bunch of waste. Your appearance surprised me. I must rule out the possibility of these accidents and pack you all in the here."

"Welcome to your doomsday."

Tinnitus, discomfort, trembling, guilty conscience and panic.Every word the giant beast said filled the boy's mind with all kinds of overwhelming nausea.The roars and provocations of the undead creatures echoed in the air along with the screams that were almost noises.And this monster that issued an ultimatum is raising its double halberds with unprecedented seriousness at this moment, and is slashing towards this sacred wall that can only barely resist the erosion of evil light!At the same time, the zombies, corpse demons and even some nearby gluttons that could only crawl were all crazily crossing the densely burning wall of fire, rushing desperately towards Sariel who was casting spells.Remnants of limbs and arms, and charred bodies are repeating themselves uninterruptedly.And if they really break through the firewall, the consequences will be disastrous.

Breath The young man could feel the breath.The breath of death approaching.Trying to live until now, this is the first time he has experienced such an extremely real sense of imminent death.That kind of numbness in the hands and feet, the instinctive panic of the sluggish brain, and the sense of escape that floods the heart.This is the most real feeling, and it is also the kind of fear that ordinary people have for the strong who do not want to control the young people all the time.Towering giant blades, the siege of countless undead monsters, accompanied by the baptism of sound, light, and electricity are intertwined in front of your eyes.

what can I do?what can I do?What should I do to change the situation?
The boy was asking himself the answer.Asking about the one I have always wanted to pursue, a special answer.

"Boom—" There was a violent explosion.The scattered golden light dripped in front of my eyes.The terrifying living giant blade slashed at the huge wall that Jie Shika was desperately maintaining, and pierced through it without hindrance!The sacred incarnation that had been experiencing the death impact of the bone tower before but still worked hard to maintain it was smashed to pieces in an instant under the heavy blow from Makaros himself!And the evil energy of the bone tower was no longer hindered at this moment, and with a strong and fierce posture, it began to bombard the inside of the holy wall indiscriminately!

"Jessica!"

The teenager exclaimed.He saw Jeska's thick armor shatter in that instant.And the bright red blood that kept oozing from the corner of his mouth was spraying in the scorching heat wave.At the moment when the giant blade pierced through the sacred wall, the man who had been working hard finally knelt on the ground helplessly.And his hands were still tightly gripping the hilt of the long sword.The artifact that had been with him in his brave battles was trembling violently with his master's pain.

The priest's wings of light dimmed at that moment.Unstoppable dark energy pierces through the shattered barrier.The black mist filled the air again, but Jie Shika, who seemed to have lost the mercy of the angel, still maintained the only remaining posture of the light wall.

He looked up.His gaze was rebellious and unwilling to look at the towering monster.In this short life, he has experienced many beautiful scenery and met many wonderful people.In the place where the undead are hard to infect, in the affluent south, there are mountains and lakes, as well as cattle, sheep, chickens and dogs.The distant northern plateau has endless grasslands, pastures and distant sky.If the undead had never appeared, these would be the precious wealth of his life, and the precious memories that he would never forget.

They ruined it all.They have dashed the hopes of all those who yearned for peace.Even a normal and orderly life cannot be achieved, and human beings live in the fear of the night and the panic of encountering in the wild every day.Every day, towns and cities report various cases of missing humans, and there are countless carrion corpses to be dealt with every day. This is how humans spend every day under the intimidation and threats of the undead.

But even if it's already like this - this group of monsters actually want to break through?They don't even want to give away the remaining tranquility, so they actually plan to kill them all?What kind of cruelty, what kind of ferocity and so on would be so merciless?

Poor deformed monster. Is there really nothing in your heart?Do you have nothing but flesh and blood?

This war-do you have to live or die in the end?

I will not lose.I will never lose.Only against the undead, I will never give up my dignity as a human being.

His back straightened again.The broken hair is messy and swaying in the wind.The priest's sacred wings became bright again in the condensed will.And as he stood up, Makaros's halberd was slashing towards him with all his might, and the shock beam from the bone tower concentrated its energy on him, intending to annihilate him completely. If he was hit by these two, Jie Shi The card will definitely shatter in an instant, leaving no bones left.

The boy couldn't help but worry like that.But Jeska's expression was unusually calm.With that ancient and long-standing perseverance, he stood upright in front of the light of the evil energy in the sky, and his mortal determination burned wildly with the concussion in the sea of ​​flames that filled the sky!

What a gesture that is.The boy saw it—it was the appearance of a god.He is facing this huge and indestructible suffering as the spokesperson of the gods.An illusion arises spontaneously.As if time and space were separated before his eyes, the scorching breath stopped for a short time.A figure slowly appeared beside the young man. The outline of the figure could not be seen clearly, but it gave people an exceptionally real intuition.He snuggled up beside him, stroking the young man's warm face like a lover.A warm breath came slowly from this phantom.

"Who are you. Why does it feel so familiar to me?"

After a long time, the boy said slowly.This feeling is so familiar, where did the "illusion" that once appeared in the memory come from?

But Xu Ying only knows silence.The outline of his lips is so beautiful, but he can't spit out any words.He looked at the young man quietly, but seemed to hang his head very sadly, turned his eyes away with a smile, and focused on Jessica.

"Jeska, what's the matter? What do you want to tell me?"

There was no sound in the stagnant space.She just stood up slightly and pointed to the boy's backpack.

"My backpack. Do you mean the book of Senior Riel? Yes, I always carry it with me."

The young man nodded hastily almost flatteringly, and then opened his schoolbag furiously.The mysterious relic is still intact in the cracks and kept secretively.

"and then?"

open.Then the page stops at the first page and reads the content on it.

She pointed to her hand, then made a "1" gesture, and then her eyes again.

The boy gradually understood her thoughts.This kind phantom appeared at this time, it must be to give him some kind of answer.

Some kind of truth he's longed for, some kind of redemption he's longed for.

The great voice that once swayed in his heart, the distant voice that announced his destiny.At this moment, in order to save this crisis, a new chapter of destiny will be completely opened for the young man.

He did.He quickly skipped over the ancient mysterious characters in the introduction and preface, and then turned to the first page where the main text began.To his surprise, all the unknown ancient characters that were difficult to read disappeared, replaced by modern Luo'an characters that can be read clearly!
A magical reality happened!Ruier's inheritance ancient book has been translated!Although the replaced expression has many inconveniences to understand, there is absolutely no problem in general!

It's just a pity that only the first page can be seen clearly at present, and the rest are still dusty ancient characters.But this is enough to make the teenager feel unprecedented joy!
So in the stagnant time, the boy had no time to thank the phantom and read the words on the parchment.

That said:
"To become a headhunter, you must have extraordinary courage and keen observation."

"He will be sympathetic, but he also knows how to take it in and out. He will fail and come back, but he will make a comeback."

"He has an omniscient vision. He can see the whole picture of a hero. He can penetrate and understand the wisdom of others. He can also help others in distress and fire."

"Great headhunter. This will be your first contact with this book. And I would like to entrust hope and redemption, so that your future will burn brightly in the fire of destiny."

"With your light, forge the inheritance of others. The great Mother of Vision is with us."

"After burning this page with eternal fire, it will be the second page. It will help your companions get the most help in the fierce battle."

In such silence, the world finally ushered in a short-lived peace.

(End of this chapter)