Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Are you crazy?"

Miguel's disbelieving exclamations echoed across the ruins.

From the corner of his eye, he could see thick black smoke and flames outside through Giambattista's spatial isolation barrier.

If Dean Hen Gedimidis hadn't overdrawn his life and released Geoffrey Monk's scarlet single eye.

Flames would burst into flames wherever he stood now, sending up thick black smoke.

The Wild Hunt, those skeleton knights are, as the legend says, an ominous omen that brings disaster and destruction...

No!

They are disaster and destruction itself!

"I'm not crazy!"

Sonny knelt down and gently turned Lean over.

The blurred blood stains and dust could not hide his young appearance, and his chest rose and fell evenly.

"Just passed out."

He breathed a sigh of relief, took out a bottle of magic potion from his wide sleeve robe, let Lean take a small sip, then stood up and looked at Miguel.

"I'm not crazy." He repeated. "The day before yesterday, I stood further forward than you. I was the first group to fight those monsters. I was also the first group to be defeated by the Wild Hunt with magic, but few survived safely. "The wizard comes down."

"Then you should know very well..."

"I know very well," Sunny interrupted, "None of their spells are weaker than the master's, and the spell structure is even more stable, balanced, and refined than any master-level spell I know, just like the ones they cast. Spells are the ultimate form of elemental combination.”

"You...how can you see so clearly?" Miguel's eyes widened in astonishment, "When fighting those monsters, you still had the energy to analyze their spell components and structures?"

"I have no strength left," Sunny smiled bitterly, "I was knocked away and smashed the college's protective wall. After being covered by bricks and stones, I hid in the gap and observed..."

"Like a coward."

"That's why I survived."

Miguel patted his shoulder gently and comforted: "I was also shaking with fear at the time, and my mind went blank. I only knew how to put a shield on myself."

"It was only after Dean Henry Gedimidis took action that I suddenly woke up..."

It's hard for people who haven't experienced it to understand, but he knows how Sonny feels.

A sea of ​​light composed of colorful magic spells covered the sky and the sun, roaring down.

Just the strong elemental fluctuations are like a cold hand, pinching the heart, making it suffocating.

At that time, he felt like an apprentice who hadn't even learned the art of illumination, and couldn't even hold the staff firmly in his hand.

escape!

was the only thought that ran through his mind.

"But this is not the reason for you to send people to track you." Miguel recovered from the heart palpitations of the day before and pointed at the wizard on the ground. "You know the danger and even saw the strength of those monsters with your own eyes. Why? Are you going to send someone to die?"

"It's not to die." Sunny denied. "The reason why those Wild Hunts were able to defeat us before the Dean took action is not because they are really gods, demons, or legendary disasters and omens..."

"No! They are not! They are a group of mages just like us. They also need to recite spells, cast spells, and mobilize their mental power..."

"And a large part of them are not even as mentally powerful as you..."

Miguel frowned: "Are you sure?"

"I can see it clearly." Sunny took a deep breath. "The reason why they are so powerful that it makes people feel invincible, like gods, is just because their spells have a more refined structure, can better exert the power of the elements, and have certain A mysterious way to replenish your spiritual power.”

"It's like..."

He recalled various scenes at that time:

"It's like when we faced those wild warlocks..."

"That's right!" Sunny grabbed Miguel's hand, "It's like we're dealing with those wild warlocks who can only fumble for themselves by buying incomplete spells from hearsay or from the black market."

"With potions and more powerful and cheaper spells, we can naturally defeat them. Moreover, a wizard of Ben Ad can deal with a group of wild warlocks."

The more Sunny thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct, and his tone became more excited.

"But even if Ban Ad's wizards are stronger than those wild warlocks who have not experienced formal warlock education, they will escape, fail, or even It’s death…”

"Isn't that what happened when the dean suddenly showed up the night before yesterday?"

"Joffrey Monk's scarlet eye opened and closed, and the legendary Wild Hunt also suffered heavy casualties..."

"The heavy casualties are debatable," Miguel shook his head. "The Wild Hunt didn't leave a single body, not a single one."

Sonny retorted: "Maybe that's a spell we don't know about, at least they escaped, right?"

"At first, they wanted to force us to hand over the Ad Geis Gate, which has not been discovered yet, but in the end they snatched things from the Dangerous Experimental Warning Warehouse and fled."

"Perhaps, under the steel armor covering their whole bodies, they were also seriously injured and were vomiting blood..."

Miguel was silent for a while.

Sunny waved away a few apprentices who noticed something was wrong and slipped out of the dormitory.

"Is this why you sent people to follow him?" Miguel asked.

"Aren't you curious about such a powerful enemy, the legendary Wild Hunt?" Sunny asked, pointing to the ruins outside the academy, "They are already powerful enough to destroy a city in an instant, why are you still looking for the one called Ah? Something from the Porte de Guise?”

"After suffering heavy losses, why did you still try so hard to snatch away the dangerous experimental object...as you said, the relic of Jaynes?"

"What on earth is it that deserves so much attention from them?"

"in addition……"

Sunny paused: "Besides, will they... come again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Miguel couldn't help but shudder.

He had refused to think about this problem for the past two days.

"Originally it was just to explore the stolen relic, but now..." Sunny grabbed Miguel's shoulders with both hands, "The dean is old and is still recovering from his injuries. I don't know if he needs to How long will it take for you to come out and take charge of the overall situation again?”

"It is estimated that the college will have to rely on us for support for a long time."

"With the current situation, it is difficult for the nobles of Kaedwen to help us, but the women of Arethusa, the Circle of Druids, and the Cult of Cliff... are all eagerly waiting to replace us..."

"Perhaps the thing that was taken away will become the only bargaining chip for the recovery of the college, and it may even become a hope far beyond the past..."

"But..." Miguel looked strange and looked down at the scarred Lean on the ground.

Sonny followed his gaze, and his emotions, which were so high that even he was excited, suddenly fell into depression.

yes……

What's the point of talking about it now, when the only wizard with any trace of the stolen test subject was lying in front of them.

Even if he wakes up, so much time has passed and the Wild Hunt should have fled long ago.

The ruins above the library suddenly fell into silence.

I don’t know how much time passed.

"Ahem~"

Li En, who was lying on the ground, suddenly coughed twice.

"You're awake." Sunny and Miguel squatted down almost at the same time and helped him up.

Lean was in a daze for a while, and the moment he saw Sonny with blurred pupils, he immediately screamed: "Sir Sonny! I found them! Those monsters are in a cave not far from the confluence of the rivers in the upper reaches of the Lexila River. "

"Did they find you?" Sunny asked quickly.

"Found it." Lean shook his dizzy head and replied subconsciously.

After noticing the disappointed looks in Sonny and Miguel's eyes, he suddenly remembered something and reached out from his chest to take out a unique piece of black cloth stained with blood.

Sunny took the cloth in surprise: "What's the blood stain on it?"

"I caught this from the Wild Hunt. The blood on it should be that monster's..." Lean nodded, "And without them, the monster seems to have been separated from its companions... That's not right... there are several monsters. Disappeared out of thin air... When I was injured, there were only two Wild Hunts left in the cave..."

"And they should all be seriously injured."

Sunny's eyes suddenly lit up.

There was a flesh and blood medium, and those monsters were severely damaged...

But that's right, if the two wild hunters hadn't been injured, it would have been impossible for Lean to escape just like that if he was discovered.

"Well done, Lean."

Sonny praised loudly, and then eagerly recited a few spells to summon an orange-red portal.

"Wait!" Sunny was about to enter the portal when a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and stopped him.

"I'll go..." Miguel said, "I'm better at tracking, not to mention that now Ben Ad's people are scared, so we need you even more here."

"Miguel..."

Sonny was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously, and without much hesitation, warned: "Don't be afraid of being exposed, bring more people with you!"

"Well," Miguel nodded and took the black cloth, "Don't worry, I will come back with something."

Then, he walked towards the portal, but a second before entering the portal, he looked back at Lean on the ground:

"Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"

Li En was startled when he heard this, thought for a few seconds, and said in a hesitant tone:

"When I was tracking, I seemed to see..."

"Those Wild Hunts seem... seem to be elves..."

——

"Ah, it was a sea of ​​light. At first I thought Cliff, the master of Thunder, had opened the door to the Kingdom of God to the human world, but I didn't expect that the one who opened the door was not the Valkyrie pouring wine for the warriors, but the demon who destroyed the world. …”

A middle-aged gentleman wearing a single-lens lens sat next to an oak tree with a dark trunk. He put a hand on his chest, as if he wanted to peel off the fallen leaves on his chest, but he fiddled with it several times and failed. success.

Finally, a slender and tender hand with calloused palms stretched out from his side, helped him, and gently brushed away the leaves.

"Thank you," the middle-aged gentleman said thanks, stretched out his trembling right hand in front of his eyes, took a look, and sighed, "Ever since I saw a city with nearly ten thousand people turned into ashes in my eyes, maybe because of that The resentment of the dead man in an instant, my hands have never been normal again.”

"It may also be that he was cursed by the devil from heaven..."

After saying this, he raised his other hand, which held a water bag, or "wine bag". After uncorking the bottle, he took a long drink.

"I should say thank you." The person next to the middle-aged gentleman stood up and patted the grass dust on his pants.

It was a young man with blue eyes. At first glance, he seemed to be at least twenty, but upon closer inspection, he felt that he was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

That's right!

This young man is Aylin.

In the end, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and let the big gryphon land.

After all, opportunities are rare and fleeting.

In fact, he did learn a lot and almost pieced together the whole picture of the attack.

The day before yesterday evening, the Wild Hunt suddenly appeared in the sky above Kaedwen, shouted a few incomprehensible words with magic (many sources of information mentioned the syllables of "Ad Ges", and Aylin estimated that he was asking for the Gate of Ad Ges), and then launched an attack.

Just a wave of spells destroyed all the cities except Ban Ade College, and even the nearby cities were not spared.

Compared with this, the incident in Elland was really just a small scene.

Then a blood-red eye appeared in the sky (it could be the magic source Heng Gedimidis, or it could be some kind of magic circle, of course, it is not ruled out that both are possible), and many black spots (Wild Hunt) disappeared directly.

The remaining few, about a dozen Wild Hunts "should" fight with Ban Ade's wizards.

This "should" is Aylin's own guess.

After all, those who know the details are either still in that blue magic barrier or have died in the fire that burned the city.

The middle-aged man who looked relatively wealthy was a noble descendant of Redania who was traveling (the kind without inheritance rights).

According to him, he had just graduated from the History Department of Niubao and was planning to study for a master's degree in Elven History. As a result, his professor gave him a project (Alin felt that he was asking him to run errands) and came to Ban Ade to borrow some materials. Unexpectedly, he almost died here.

Most of the information pieced together above was heard from him. Except for some habitual verbal embellishments, the credibility is still quite high.

As for the other part...

Alin looked up.

In front of him, a long convoy and refugees were like marching ants, from the hills in front of him, it seemed to be lined up all the way to the billowing smoke at the end of the sight.

However, the mental outlook of these refugees was actually quite good. Although their faces were sad, they had no scars on their bodies, and there were many village guards with weapons along the way to maintain order.

In general, it was much better than the refugees they saw in the north of Kaedwen.

Of course.

It is also possible that these refugees were from villages around Ban Ade, and they chose to move only because they felt threatened. Those who really suffered were quietly burned to charcoal and could never get out again.

Ailin untied the reins from the tree. The horse was bought temporarily from the middle-aged gentleman.

This snow-white horse was too expensive and too eye-catching, and it was not suitable for him to travel under the current circumstances.

Ailin led the horse and walked a few steps. Suddenly, the middle-aged gentleman shouted behind him.

"You went the wrong way. There is abyss there."

"Abyss? That's where I want to go." Ailin's body stagnated, and then turned back and smiled.

There were only a dozen wild hunters left...

Ban Ade College suffered an unprecedented blow again...

This makes people... How can they not be radical?