The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 70 The Last Lore

  A tree-root-shaped arm broke through the flesh of the elf's chest like lightning, and grabbed Roy's right hand.

  The dim light of the fire illuminates bright red blood, crisp moss, and a rough shell like bark.

  The young man's heart jumped when he saw this, and he grabbed an arrow with his left hand and pierced the ear of the "elf". Unexpectedly, the strange hand slapped him face to face, hitting his chest, and flew away like a sandbag.

He rolled around on the ground, his chest was painful, his internal organs seemed to be shifted, and he barely got up, but he saw the strange hand with his broken chest propped on the ground, making the "elf" in an extremely strange posture. Sit up physically.

  The pale moonlight spilled through the gaps in the forest.

  The "elf" opened his mouth to face him, and in his dark mouth, a ghost-fired pupil appeared unexpectedly—cold and numb, without a trace of the feeling of a living creature.

   "唰——"

  In the next second, the "elf" sitting upright resembles a blooming flower and splits into two petals left and right. A monster with antlers, a monster described as withered, reveals its full picture in the remains of its shell...

  Its body is taller than the Shichi when fighting the Demon Hunter, shrunk by half, leaving only Wuchi (1.5 meters).

   There are young and tender antlers growing on the top of his head, his face is covered with a white bone mask, and his eyes are like a pair of green lanterns, making people shudder.

  Under the head, the limbs and trunk are woven from tree trunks and vines. The surface is covered with blood and mucus, just like a baby just born from amniotic fluid.

  Ancient Deer Head Spirit

  Age: 272

  Life: 80 (in weakness)

  Magic: 120

Attributes:

  Power: 12↓

  Agility: 4↓

  Physique: 8↓

  Perception: 5↓

  Will: 7↓

  Charm: 12 o'clock↓

  Spirit: 12 o’clock↓

Skill:

  Manipulate vines LV6: Consume a small amount of magic power to quickly spawn plant seeds, summon tough, fast, and powerful vines to strangle the enemy.

  Earth stab LV6: Elementary earth elemental magic, consumes a small amount of mana, and summons earth stab to attack the enemy.

  Summon Beasts LV7: The Deer Head confuses the animals in the forest with extraordinary charm, calling them to serve themselves at any time.

  Hidden LV7: Located in the forest, the deer head can blend with the plants around the body, completely concealing the body.

  Parasite Mark LV6: The deer head essence planted a mark on the human being surrendered to him. After the body dies, it will draw the vitality of the parasite to regenerate.

  Secret Totem LV6: An ancient **** ritual, through the sacrifice of the flesh and blood of living beings, to construct a totem that enhances power.

  Walking in the forest LV7: The deer head spirit sometimes confuses the lost travelers in the forest, using their extraordinary charm to instill illusions into their minds, and brainwashing them into their own devout believers.

  The Son of the Forest (passive curing): The ancient deer head spirit is the gatekeeper of the forest and the patron of nature. It protects animals and plants, and the forest repays its blessings. When it is in it, its physical, magical, and injury recovery speed doubles.

  ……

  Roy was as pale as falling into an ice cave.

  This is the ancient deer head spirit? Even the weak version is still beyond imagination, it can be called the most powerful creature he has ever seen!

  What to do? !

  He was about to take out the anti-magical metal bomb, but suddenly remembered that the thing had been consumed on the elf warlock.

"Damn!" Roy hurriedly shot an arrow at the deer's head. As expected, the arrow stuck in its tough skin. Apart from bringing out a little green blood, it didn't cause much. harm.

  The weakness of the deer head spirit is flame!

  The demon hunter’s advice is still in my mind.

  He quickly threw the oil bottle again, filling the body of the deer's head with grease. This guy had just reborn, and his mind was not completely awake for a while, and he did not stop Roy's actions for the first time.

  But when he rushed to the torch on the cave wall, the pair of green lantern-like eyes suddenly glared, and the palms of the deer head's roots slammed together, and uttered a spell.

   "Cong La Da--"

   is almost instantaneous——

  A sturdy vine suddenly emerged from the snow, like a predatory python, swooping around his right foot from behind.

  Take a mention!

  Hang him upside down in mid-air, without any resistance!

The sudden upside-down made Roy's brain engorged, and he was dizzy for a while. What made him even more frightened was that in one breath, the vines twisted from his feet to his head, entwining him into a "personal stick". A pair of round eyes was revealed.

  The neck was also strangled, and it became difficult to breathe. He suddenly remembered the nightmare on the verge of suffocation when he first arrived at Mahakam.

Does    mean today?

  Not far away, the deer-headed monster stood up stiffly from the flesh, and walked towards him with two wooden stakes thighs.

At a critical moment, three figures suddenly emerged from the woods behind the monster. It was Dulu and Diff who were chasing the white-haired dwarf. They dragged Kelvin's arm from left to right, dragging him like a dead dog, and suddenly saw There was a terrifying back outside the cave, and he was shocked and raised his weapon.

   And at the second glance, I caught a glimpse of the person who was hanging upside down. He immediately blew his beard and stared, dropped the captive, raised his hammer and axe, like two charging rhinos, attacking the deer head violently...

  Lu Shou Jing didn’t know what he was going to do to the young man, so he put all his energy on him. He didn’t expect the surprise attack behind him at all.

In the weird cry, the "petite" figure shuddered forward and almost didn't fall to the ground. The bark-like rough and tough body was actually smashed out of two big pits, dripping emerald blood. .

  As the deer's head was in pain, the wailing in his throat turned into a low-pitched growl, and he turned his body like a windmill, and swept the two dwarves with his twisted arms.

Short and squat, wrapped in bloated cotton armor and chain mail, he moves as agile as a cat. In the direction of the attack, he turns around a deer head of similar height, waiting for it to run out of strength. , Then raised his arms with both hands to block his chest, and steadily caught the attack.

  This is more than that.

The dwarf's hands cleverly sank and adjusted the direction of the effort. The hammer head and the axe blade slid forward along the branch-like arms of the deer's head, rubbing and dragging out a segment of sparks, which slid to its front and back. Two more blows!

  In an instant, the moss-covered body surface of the deer head split into two huge gaps, and the emerald green blood spattered like a fountain.

  Strictly tied up, Roy, who had been on the sidelines, could notice that its health was declining by a half, leaving only 60 points.

  He yelled desperately, but could not make a sound because his mouth was so crushed by the vines.

  The Deer Head Spirit was completely enraged this time, and once again chanted the weird and obscure mantra. Compared with ordinary warlocks, its casting time is terribly short. It only needs a quick spell to inspire magic. It is difficult for ordinary people to grasp the gap between attacks.

  The two dwarves have discovered the weakness of this guy. Although the strength is great, the reaction and movement speed are surprisingly slow. So he dragged his axe and warhammer around it, and the flames shone two scurrying figures on the ground.

  Like a prairie, two cunning hyenas watching for the flaws in their prey.

  Always be prepared to check the opportunity and then come back a few times.

  They did not expect that two vines clinging to the snowy ground broke through the ground silently, launching a sneak attack from the ground.

   Throwing around, the unresponsive dwarf fell to the same end as Roy, entangled in the heels and lifted upside down, turning into a squirming "cocoon".

   But this time, Lu Shou Jing did not intend to easily let go of the culprit who made it covered with green blood, cold light shot in his eyes, and his withered palms suddenly let go.

  The two dwarves were lifted by the vines and suddenly rose, and then fell sharply, and there was a close contact between their heads and the ground.

   After a loud "bang", the vines quickly withdrew, and the dwarf brother slumped to the ground and fell into a deep coma.

  ……

   "Diff, Dulu!"

  Roy shouted silently, a sourness in his eyes.

   "Damn it!"

  Suddenly an arrow shot out from the entrance of the cave, hitting its face, deeply inserted into the mask carved with white bones.

The torch showed Reagan's figure. The crossbowman's black hair was scattered on the back of his head, and his right thigh was stained with blood. He was obviously injured in the battle with the elves, but his face was still calm. Use both hands and feet, pull the string and set the arrow to prepare for the second arrow.

Behind him, the fire projected a dashing figure onto the rock wall of the cave, and the angry dwarf Bernie screamed and rushed out, his two-handed warhammer swept a circle in mid-air, with huge inertia and whirring. The wind hit the wailing deer head spirit.

  40 life remaining.

   "Mourning Da——"

  The deer head essence covered the injured face with one hand, and chanted a vicious spell at the charge.

In an instant, there was a strong smell of earth in the air, dust and sand rose up, and a cone-shaped thorn that was more than ten years old suddenly burst out of the ground, forming an inclined barrier in front of the deer head spirit. , Just blocking the charge of the dwarf.

  The dwarf couldn't stop it, and slammed into it!

"boom--"

  The ground shook for a while. In the huge sound, the dwarf was stunned by the force of the counter-shock, and the released weapon remained motionless.

"Snapped--"

  The deer head spirit once again waved his hand to block the arrow of the crossbowman, and summoned the vines to wrap it up and hang the dwarf crossbowman tightly.

  At this moment, the battle came to an end. On the flat ground outside the cave, there were wounded and corpses. The only thing standing was a small monster, bathed in red and green blood and antlers on its head.

  It has an arrow stuck in its pale cheek, its chest is pulsing like a broken bellows, and its panting is heavy and tired.

  Step by step, he walked in front of Roy, staring quietly, his nose slapped on his face, exuding the fragrance of vegetation, blood and earth.

   "Is this the smell of a tomb?"

  He closed his eyes abruptly. Instinctively, his body began to tremble involuntarily. Every finger, as well as the raised blood vessels and veins on his neck, was trembling.

Unable to control.

  Waiting for the final verdict of Lu Shou Jing.

  But the next second he thought of the dwarf whose life or death was uncertain, and an anger surged in his heart, as if he was about to ignite his whole person, bloodshot in his eyes, desperately struggling in the vines.

  The struggle lasted ten seconds.

  The vines covering his body unexpectedly all receded like a tide.

  The cold, hard, withered hands of Lu Shoujing pressed his spine and head respectively, and made him bend his body and crawl to the ground with an irresistible force.

   His cheeks stuck to the snowy ground, and he "humbled into the mud".

  Lu Shou Jing squatted down, raised his face, and asked him to look at the pupils under the bone mask.

  These eyes, with deep compassion, are like a whirlpool, sucking Roy's mind all in.

   "Kow to me!"

   "Submit me!"

   "Believe in me!"

  Weirdly sounded a compound sound composed of hundreds of male and female voices.

  At the same time, the environment in front of him changed suddenly, and he had hallucinations, the vicissitudes of life, the passage of time——

Suddenly, he left Carbon Mountain, left Mahakam, and came to a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers that he did not know where he was. He became a farmer who works at sunrise and rests at sunset. After hard work every day, he will be pious. The ground worshipped a deer-headed deity enshrined in the village.

  Blessed by it, the village’s crops can be harvested every year, enough food and clothing, and then he married and had children, leading a full, simple and simple and happy life.

  Wife, child, child’s child, the whole family began to believe in it and worship it!

  Generations!

  Until death!

   "No! Fake! It's all fake!" Roy bit the tip of his tongue sharply. The sharp sting and the smell of blood made him wake up instantly, and the words of the demon hunter flashed in his mind.

   "The deer head spirit will plant a mark on its followers and wait for rebirth after death."

   "You want to plant a mark for me?"

  A sense of extreme absurdity came to his mind, Roy struggled more violently, but the power of the deer head was so heavy that it contained his body and repeatedly pushed him to the ground.

  After a while.

  He gave up, his eyes were confused, as if he was completely surrendered, and let the deer head do what he did.

The other party felt his change, and finally relaxed the restraining power, let him straighten up a little, then hold his shoulder with one hand, and with the other hand stretch out a sharp wooden thorn, cut through the clothes and skin of his back, and use blood. Slowly outline the pattern of cobwebs and antlers.

   "What to do? Give in to it? No, never!"

   Surrender to a monster and become its "slave" or "supply"?

  How can a demon hunter worship a monster?

  The confusion in Roy's eyes turned into firmness!

  At this moment, he remembered an item in the storage space that had not been used for a long time.

   "I still have a chance to comeback!"

  A group of light-yellow, cheese-like spheres suddenly appeared in his palm—it was the group of vomit of boy hunters, possessing properties similar to anti-magical metal, which made the demon hunters admire.

  Five fingers together and pinch the ball tightly.

  Roy raised his head, staring at the pale face of the deer head spirit, a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes.

"Snapped!"

   suddenly broke free of containment, propped up his body, pressed the cheek of the deer head with his right hand, pressed the arrow, and saved everything.

  It seems to be rubbed into the body, crushed, and crushed into meat foam!

  It stopped the outline of the imprint, let out a hoarse wailing, and withdrew a step back. Its face seemed to be corroded by acid and billowing white smoke, and its withered body was trembling like a branch blown by the wind.

  Roy finally broke free from the oppression, stood up, quickly took off the torch on the cave wall and threw it towards the deer head spirit.

  In an instant.

  The flame ignites the grease on its body! It turned into a human-shaped torch, opened its arms, burned blazingly, and wailed and jumped on the snow.

  Roy's black pupils shot a cold color, holding a crossbow in one hand, biting an arrow in his mouth, constantly pulling the string and setting the arrow, pulling the trigger, and changing positions.

  The magic power is limited, and the state of extreme weakness, the deer head spirit is no longer able to get rid of this flame, even the most ordinary flame.

  One minute later.

  In the middle of the forest, outside the cave, the whole body was filled with arrows, and the dark monster fell to the ground, completely losing its vitality.

  Roy looked at the burnt corpse in front of him, put the crossbow away, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist inexplicably.

   "Kill the Deer Head Spirit, experience value +200, you have unlocked a new template..."

   Transformation of elbows and armpits——

   Staring at the words in the template, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his mind.

  The muscles of the whole body were suddenly tightened like a cat with fried hair, the body instinctively rotated back, and an arrow was grabbed out of thin air in his hand, and following the inertia of rotation, he slashed obliquely—

  The feeling of puncturing the water bag.

  The white-haired dwarf was holding the blood gushing from his neck, and his pale beard was dyed blood red, which also took away all his vitality. He staggered back two steps, staring at the young human, the face that hated him,

  Long and narrow eyes are engraved with hatred and anger.

  Why does the body lose control at the last moment of the shot, and what is the **** light surging behind the opponent?

   "Uh...you...fuck!" Kelvin Huo's blood-stained lips trembled, and he vaguely said the last sentence of his life.

  The short sword in his hand fell to the ground, his extremely complex expression completely solidified, and he fell straight backward.

  Dead without looking at his eyes.

  "Kill Kelvin Hogg, experience points +20!"

  ……

  Roy sat down on the snow, mental and physical, boundless fatigue and pain resurfaced, and then his complexion tightened.

   "Bernie!"

   "Diff!"

   "Dulu!"

   "Boss Reagan! Are you all right?" He couldn't help lowering his head and choked.

  After a while, there was a response from the surroundings.

   "Don't worry...cough cough... Our skin is thick and fleshy, so we don't die so easily!" The dwarf crossbowman panted heavily, barely supporting his body.

   "Help me help them up!"

  The two quickly checked the three dwarves lying on the ground.

  Relieved.

   "All alive, but fainted!"

   "But Kelvin Hogg is dead, I am afraid it will be a bit of trouble." Reagan helped Bernie, the carrot-thick thumb pressed hard between his nose and lips, a trace of worry appeared on his face.

   "He was killed by my own hands, just push him on me!" Roy said without a doubt, "Anyway, I am not from Tanshan. After I leave, the elder will not care!"

  (End of this chapter)