Chapter 79 Conflict! Second Update

In the cold moonlight.

A primitive and savage altar stands near Thornridge Valley, home to a species rarer elsewhere on the Great Road.

—Steelhead boar!

The origin of this kind of creature has been unable to be explored. It is only known that outside the human kingdom, that is, near the wilderness, many wild boar-like creatures are active on the edge of the orc territory. These races are basically the same as the jackals, they are all races that live a life of fishing and hunting, so [hunting] is an indispensable part of their daily life.

The belief of Mara, the god of hunting, is widely spread in this area.

It was almost early morning at this moment, and there were a large number of bonfires erected near the altar in front of him, and there were faint howls like wild boars, as well as other messy sounds.

Many evil lycanthropes are staunch followers of Mara, the god of the hunt.

At this moment, a large number of species gathered near the altar, ranging from humans, orcs, lizardmen, jackals to wild boars, and many creatures divided into their own camps to stay near the altar. Because of racial barriers, even believers who believe in the same god, the relationship between these hunters is not very harmonious, or they rarely gather together unless it is an important task.

"Aww!"

There was a shrill howl of wolves, and the gnolls near the altar couldn't help but look surprised, and even shrank back in fear.

In the cold moonlight, a tall and burly figure was approaching rapidly.

It has an appearance close to that of a wolf man, but if you look closely, he is not a wolf man at all, he is a dark creature.

He is a werewolf!

As a dark species like a vampire, a werewolf possesses innate abilities far beyond that of ordinary humans. He stares at other hunters with scarlet pupils. Then slowly walked towards the center of the altar.

Dark species live by hunting.

Whether it is a werewolf or a vampire, a considerable number of people believe in the god of hunting-Mara.

the reason is simple.

Not only because of the priesthood held by the God of Hunting, but more importantly, he also possesses a very special field.

——[Moon] field!

As a chaotic and evil god, the God of Hunting can survive for such a long time, so it is naturally not so easy to deal with.

Ms. Yinyue was very weak for a certain period of time, and even had to rely on the protection of the "God of Love and Beauty". Survived by relying on the power of the goddess of magic, that is, during this period of time, in order to expand his own domain and increase the scope of his followers, he used a long time to extend his own domain. [Moon] field.

It is precisely because of this.

Many dark species have become his believers, especially the dark species of werewolves. Many ethnic groups believe in Him.

well known.

Dark species always have a special response to the power of the moon. Ever since Mara, the god of hunting, has mastered the [Moon Domain], the lycanthropy camp has been divided into two factions. One faction still maintains its respect for Lady Silver Moon. Faith, the other faction turned to the embrace of the hunting god. They believe that the teachings of the God of Hunting are more suitable for the nature of the dark species.

"The sacrifice begins!"

The burly werewolf stood in the center of the altar, looking down at the other species present, as if swearing his unique status.

This is a legendary species.

Compared with vampires who like to mingle among humans, many werewolves love wild life. They love to roam the wilds, and many of them live near orc territory.

A dull growl sounded.

A cheetah with a high biological level was lifted up. Immediately after was a ground dragon with chained limbs, and then a burly orc warrior.

One by one the prey was sent to the altar.

Almost all of them are creatures with high-level strength. They are all prey dedicated to the God of Hunting at this moment, and the power of [Blood Desire] will awaken the God of Hunting.

"Why is there no legendary blood?!"

The werewolf glanced at his prey. He couldn't help but frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Did you prepare this rubbish and dedicate it to my lord?"

The God of the Hunt loves legendary blood.

Even though there are many high-level creatures in front of him, in the eyes of the werewolf, it is better to dedicate a legendary creature to win the favor of the hunting god.

The ceremony is underway.

Accompanied by the strong smell of blood, the prey was killed one by one, and the strong blood energy gathered on the altar, and finally turned into a twisted and roaring creature phantom like an orangutan but with sharp teeth and claws.

This is the body of the God of Hunting!

It looks like a combination of an orangutan and a baboon. Its head is a bit like a jackal, its face is blood-red and ferocious, and its ears are like the outline of a dagger. It is covered with thick hair, and its strong limbs are burly and powerful. There is also a trace of a tail.

The king of beasts.

Black blood beast.

The body of the God of Hunting is a highly intelligent beast. It stared at the prey on the altar, and a trace of anger and dissatisfaction appeared in the condensed phantom eyes. With a roar, the wolf man who was performing the ceremony suddenly bled to death on the spot.

Hula la.

A large group of hunters knelt down on the ground, they prayed with fear and awe, and prayed that the god of hunting would not bring his wrath to him.

The God of Hunting is very dissatisfied!

The burly werewolf seemed to have expected this a long time ago. Without legendary blood dedicated to its master, no amount of such high-level creatures would be of much use.

"prey!"

The phantom of the God of Hunting let out an angry roar, and suddenly he turned his gaze to the distant hillside, and roared: "The prey is there!... Grab her!...Give it to me!...I want her blood! . . . "

There are enemies nearby.

The burly werewolf realized this in an instant, and he knelt down on one knee towards the twisted beast phantom in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "My lord! Hog Nock will bring the prey to you immediately!"

Woohoo!

Accompanied by a howl of wolves, several figures of werewolves rushed out of the darkness. The burly leader of the werewolves leapt forward, directly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and rushed towards the hillside in front of him.

at this time.

The other hunters came to their senses one after another, and rushed towards the hillside over there one by one.

In the cold moonlight.

A tall and vigorous figure escaped in embarrassment. She has pointed ears, which represent her identity as an elf. On her back is a silver longbow, and at her waist is a delicate war blade, which means that she is an elf. She is a brilliant ranger, proficient in both ranged attacks and melee combat. There is a special emblem on her chest, which is like a star surrounded by stars, which is one of the symbols of "Moon Walker".

She is a member of the Moonwalkers who serve Lady Silvermoon!

For some reason, she would lurk nearby to observe the bloody sacrifices held by the hunters for the god of hunting-Mara.

……………(to be continued ~^~)