On the hunting ground, Marven was speeding fast.

But compared to before, his speed has dropped significantly!

The ghosts didn't deceive him, and in this eerie autumn hunting ground, his legendary class, the Night Master, lost any effect.

Legend rules are invalid!

He only had an ordinary master level of 20 left.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the rest should be the same.

Marven's strength lies in the fact that he has a lot of part-time jobs, whether it is a magician or a gunner, they can help him in this hunt.

Ahead, the glow of the campfire grew brighter and brighter.

Dark Vision was not lost, because it was not a legendary rule, but a gift from the Night King, and even the god of the wilderness could not directly kill this rule.

This made Marven feel a lot more settled.

If he loses his dark vision, his strength will be further constrained.

What's more, he has become accustomed to the feeling of being able to have a super vision anytime and anywhere - if he loses this ability all of a sudden, he may not be able to adapt to it for a while.

After all, he has relied on dark vision for a long time, resulting in his skills such as [Listening and Defense] and [Blind Fighting] are not very high.

Because he didn't know much about the nature of this hunt, Marven still wanted to find a place to live first.

But as far as the eye can see, the lonely wilderness is dotted with small hills and mountains, and there is no construction.

Only under a hill not far away, there is a faint hint of fire.

Marven could see that it was a bonfire.

And the shape of the campfire. Very similar to what he saw in his vision.

His instincts strongly told him that it might be rewarding to go over and see.

Anyway, he didn't meet anyone in the four corners, so Marven took action directly.

……

As he approached the hill step by step. Marven found that the mountains here were still undulating.

From a distance, it was just a small mountain bag, and when I left, I found that it still had a certain height.

The campfire is located in a col, almost like a sheltered col.

Next to the campfire, there are some pieces of wood scattered around, and in addition to that, there is also a chest!

There was a lot of straw underneath the box. There was also an animal skin draped over it.

On the fire, there was a kettle, which was already boiling. A large amount of water vapor boiled.

He could feel a different kind of warmth.

"How it feels like you've suddenly returned to the most ancient times."

Marven wiped his nose, and always felt a little strange in his heart.

There was a shadow in the depths of the col, and he examined it carefully, and found that it was a very small cave.

The cave is only about half a person high. Marven can only walk in if he bends down. What exactly was in the cave, he didn't quite know.

If it was in Fanan, Marven could have judged from experience that this was most likely a goblin cave; But in the Scarlet Wasteland, is it possible that there are still ordinary goblins?

What's more, this is an autumn hunting ground that is even more dangerous than the Scarlet Wasteland!

"The water seems to have just been opened, could it be that there are hunters?"

Marven carefully checked the tracks, but found no footprints or other traces.

If this is really a temporary stronghold for hunters. Then this hunter must be a very old and cunning fellow.

Thinking of this, Marven's heart couldn't help but sink a little.

Legend rules are invalid. Not only does it mean the loss of legendary abilities and domains, but it also means that Aoba can't be used.

He didn't happen to have any good knives on him, so he really had to use a hunting scimitar he bought from a ghost.

However, this scimitar was not a good product at a glance, and the blade was covered with patina, and Marven wondered if he had cut harder, and it broke by itself.

Usually he is still used to using double knives, and suddenly holding a knife in one hand, it is uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, he took out a pair of muskets from the storage equipment and pinned the scimitar to his waist.

This is the best magic weapon that Konstantin gave him, and it is considered to be the top of the equipment of the gunners in the line of fire.

One of these two pistols is called [Astaloa] and the other is called [Satan], which are the names of a lord of the abyss and a powerful devil, respectively.

In the previous battle, Marven had used them, and the effect was not bad, although they were not as terrifying as Ziyao, but they were already the top in Feinan's thermal weapons.

He figured out that if he didn't have a good knife, he might not be able to take advantage of it too much in close combat.

So he simply crammed and threw a lot of experience points into the [Gunner] class.

He didn't care about the experience punishment of the second part-time job, and directly piled up the gunners to level 10.

So he suddenly transformed into a top line-gunner with ten Ranger ranks.

All skill points, except for the basic allocation (thrown on specialties such as precision shooting), are all thrown on [Mackenzie Fighting Technique].

This martial arts can greatly improve his combat below the legendary level.

Although it may be useless after regaining the legendary skill, it can be topped now.

Either way, let's survive first.

Thinking of this, Marven was ready to open that box to see what was inside.

Who knew that at this time, in his perception, a dark shadow suddenly jumped!

"The ghost is not gone."

Marven's body didn't move.

Sensing the earth opened instantly, but everything nearby was in his hands.

In the grass not far away, the earth was slightly raised, and a dark shadow was approaching him little by little!

He didn't even need to look at it, just by relying on the boiling magician blood in his body, he could tell who it was.

"Who is this Blade Demon instructed by?"

"Although I have offended a lot of people, it seems that I haven't dealt with the abyss a lot at the moment, right?"

"Is it Balkh's father? React so quickly? ”

He didn't think much of it, and still kept his movements.

On the surface. He still walked towards the box.

In fact, his hands were already gripping the two muskets tightly.

He knew that the Blade Demon had a strong physique. With two muskets, it would have been difficult to kill him.

In this realm, the legendary rules are invalid, and the Blade Demon, who is known for hand-to-hand combat, can be said to take advantage of it.

But Marven is not afraid of him either.

He has his own hand in dealing with demons.

The Blade Demon was still sneaking closer.

His movements are very patient, hiding under the dirt is his most powerful ability, if it were not for the ability that Master Conn taught Marven would be too rebellious. I'm afraid I won't notice it at all.

He was waiting, waiting for the moment when Marven bent down to open the box.

At that time, it was Marven's most unguarded moment.

"Kill this human. and you're done. ”

At this moment, in the eyes of the Blade Demon, there was only Marven alone.

In the next second, Marven bent over.

Sou!

The dark shadow behind him suddenly erupted.

……

On the icy hunting grounds. A figure emerged one after another.

Most of the people. They were all pale, but they could barely keep their composure.

In a corner of the hunting ground, a girl with crimson eyes looked at the four ill-intentioned men beside her, and seemed to be talking to herself:

"So, the hunt begins?"

"Let's do it......" Whisperer said lazily, "I don't know who opened the autumn hunting grounds, but it's certainly not the god of the wilderness...... Now he is definitely not so boring. If he had the strength to open the Autumn Hunting Ground, he would definitely choose to wake up directly. And if it's someone else. Then don't be afraid. ”

"Kill them, they're not good people anyway. Get enough Hunter Marks to enter the true Wilderness Temple. ”

"When the time comes, you'll have a chance to get the Cold Light Grip."

"Teacher, you don't have to take care of my emotions." Isabel said calmly, "Even if the four of them are good people, I will do it." ”

The Winter Assassin was a little speechless by the little girl's words.

And the other four are inexplicable.

The four of them, originally adventurers near the City of Light, came from a secondary plane.

Because of some coincidences, they arrived in the Scarlet Wasteland, and after the experience of nine deaths, they became legendary powerhouses.

This time, they also heard that the Cold Light Grip appeared in the East Field of the Holy Light City, so they came to try their luck.

As a result, the grip of cold light didn't touch, but met a beautiful girl.

She looked a little nervous and talked to herself a lot.

The four offered to go along, and Isabel did not refuse.

It's just that when the black vortex swept them into the autumn hunting grounds, their true nature was revealed.

"I'm sorry, little girl." One of them licked his lips: "We all need the Hunter's Mark, it looks like we can only borrow your ...... first"

However, before his words fell, a cold light flashed-

Heads on the ground!

"How many times have I told you, don't mess with your natural abilities!" The Winter Assassin shouted in Isabel's ear.

"Teacher, I don't." Isabel said softly, her eyes becoming a little excited:

"In this place, their reflexes and speed seem to have slowed down."

"And me, the rules here don't seem to affect me."

The other three men's eyes widened as they looked at their partner's bloodless corpse.

However, at this time, it is too late to escape.

……

In the gloomy hunting ground, a squad full of holy power appeared.

"Sure enough, it's the domain of the god of the wilderness."

"If we can enter the Wilderness Hall this time and get the Grip of Cold Light, we will definitely get a divine reward!"

A magician looked fearlessly at the empty sky in the distance and exclaimed, "We will definitely succeed!" ”

Behind him, a total of six Templar warriors silently drew their swords.

The sword light flickered, but the emblem of the Dream Temple was extremely bright.

The sorcerer looked at the holy warrior who was carrying the girl on his back, and said with a gentle face:

"You can change your faith, and that's the best way to do it."

"The God of truth is dead, but our God shines in glory over the whole universe. The Dream Temple is where you finally belong. ”

"This mission is to prove whether your faith is pious, help me complete this task, and I will complete a safe conversion ritual for you - and at the same time, I will also lift the curse on this little girl as promised."

The paladin's face was painful.

But when he thought of the terrifying sight of the little girl behind him when the curse occurred, he finally lowered his proud head.

After failing to ask for help from the Holy Light City, he finally agreed to the Dream Temple's request.

Change your faith.

Abandon the god of truth and believe in the god of dreams.

Of course, not to give up immediately, considering that this mission would also use the paladin's Truth Scale, the magician postponed the conversion ceremony, and promised to help Griffin as long as he helped them complete the mission.

Griffin had no other choice.

"The God of Truth is dead."

"But the truth never dies."

The holy warrior said lightly: "Let's go, I can feel that there is a group of monsters with the mark of the hunter gathering in front of me." ”

"The sooner you get enough of the Hunter's Mark to enter the Wilderness Temple, the better your mission will be."

……

In all corners of the hunting grounds, most of the legendary powerhouses have appeared.

Some of them meet others at the beginning and fight each other; Some are still groping alone, while others are deep in the monster's lair and are directly submerged in the sea of monsters.

And at this moment, in an inconspicuous corner, the space suddenly distorted.

A little girl of twelve or thirteen years old appeared in this space very abruptly.

The rest of the people were sucked in by the whirlpool.

She is the only one who actually walked into this hunting ground by herself.

In the sky, the moon flashed, and it seemed to mean something.

The little girl glanced coldly at the moon and muttered to herself:

"Fanya, it's time to make good on your promise."

"And the locust...... It's time to return to us the power that belongs to Anzedi. ”

In her hand she held a flower with five colored petals, and two places that seemed to be vacant.

She silently looked at the five-colored flower, and an old woman's voice came to mind:

"Only by reshaping the power of Anzedi can you become the true king of witches."

"Of the seven witchcraft permissions, we have already snatched back five, and there are two left, it's up to you."

Thinking of this, she strode directly into the depths of the wilderness!

There, a tall hall, looming.

……

Col, campfire, next to storage bins.

At the moment when the Blade Demon showed his killing intentions, Marven reacted quickly.

He lunged forward, dodging the ferocious onslaught of the Blade Demon.

The left foot stepped on the box and the body twisted sharply!

Bang bang!

Two backhand shots, with incredible precision in the chest of the Blade Demon!

At such close range, it was still difficult to dodge the attack of the musket!

The Blade Demon's offensive was suddenly blocked. Although his body is very strong, he still suffers a lot to resist two muskets.

Taking this opportunity, Ma Wensheng withdrew from a space.

In the next second, the muskets in his hands disappeared abruptly.

[Hand Kung Fu - Weapon Switching]!

Two pistols suddenly turned into one shotgun!

"Konstantin said that the bullets of this thing are only for demons, I don't know if it will work well or not."

This thought flashed through Marven's mind.

He didn't hesitate to pull the trigger!

Rumble!

A strong recoil pushed his whole body up the hill.

…… (To be continued......)

PS: 2-in-1 Chapter ~ The hunt has begun, and the plot of the Wilderness Hall will fill in a lot of holes. Strive for full attendance this month. Silently ask for tickets, recommended tickets, and monthly passes.