Chapter 1452 Another Accident

Hao Ren hugged his arms and leaned against the monument, squinting at the demon hunters in front of him. His face was full of moral high ground and calmness, but in fact, he was already in vibration mode in his heart. He just relied on his face. The muscles on his body were as tight as stones to prevent his nervousness from being exposed - in fact, he was very confident in his acting skills, and he was even more confident in the process that Hasselblad told him about the process of pretending to sneak into the witcher team. The problem was confidence. Being nervous is one thing, and being nervous is another. After all, these guys in front of you are the ones who are best at investigating on the earth where all the demons are dancing around. They are all as alert as Lily holding a big bone. Who can guarantee that? The leading demon hunter would not frown, sensing something fishy, ​​then draw his knife and strike...

However, it turned out that Hao Ren had successfully deceived him: after the demon hunters looked at each other, they did not show any hostility or alertness, but were just curious about Hao Ren.

It seems that their vigilance and sixth hunting sense are only effective against aliens. When facing a target that is not inherently hostile at all, demon hunters are no better than ordinary people's intuition.

"I am the vanguard of this hunting group, Lockheed, a master hunter," the demon hunter who seemed to be the leader said, "We don't know the situation here very well - we didn't know there was a hunter here before. By."

The implication is that there is a gap in the intelligence in this area, and Hao Ren, the "hunter" who suddenly appeared, needs to first explain his identity.

"My current name is Hao Ren. I was once a member of the Nordic Chapter. God knows where the others are after the Chapter was reorganized." Hao Ren followed Hassel's instructions and tried his best to play the role of a man who separated from the Chapter in ancient times. An old hunter who came out and embarked on a hunting trip alone. Fortunately, he was with a 10,000-year-old poor vampire all day long. He was quite familiar with the ability to show "I'm older than you" in this kind of detail, and he could even pretend to do so. Quite comfortable, "I have been wandering outside for thousands of years, hunting the rats that escaped into the nooks and crannies. The last time I contacted Corpus was a hundred years ago... Are you a hunting group? According to reports As far as I know, hunting groups are not very active now, but there are more and more hunters like me."

The master demon hunter who called himself Lockheed smiled bitterly. He believed that the man in front of him was the "lone wolf" mentioned by the elders - after the mythical war entered the final stage, the situation in the world was turned upside down, and the "Dynasty of the Gods" The disintegration also led to the simultaneous disintegration of the Demon Hunter Crusaders (the innate hostility led to this incredible result). Driven by the strong hunting instinct, many Demon Hunters who were rushing to the front line were as if their eyes were red with blood. Plunging into the ruins after the collapse of the "Dynasty of the Gods", they continued to hunt and pursue almost irrationally, thus cutting off contact with the upper-level organization. Some witchers disappeared without a trace, while other witchers reconnected with Corpus after the fighting fever that lasted for thousands of years faded, but were unable to return to the main army for various reasons, so this became forever. This kind of hunter is what old hunters call "lone wolf hunter".

Except for occasionally returning to witcher strongholds around the world to replenish equipment and supplies and exchange information, these hunters have almost cut off all social contact with their compatriots, and some even have their names erased. Just use some pseudonyms instead.

It is very troublesome to deal with this kind of "lone wolf", because they have been mentally dominated by fighting fanaticism, and coupled with thousands of years of lonely hunting, these guys have a very weird personality, and they tend to only focus on themselves. hunting, and are very hostile to all factors that cause obstacles - even their own compatriots.

In short, they are a group of guys who suffer from severe war syndrome and refuse to treat and give up taking medicine...

The only good thing now is that the lone wolf hunter in front of me seems to be easier to talk to, at least not so hostile.

"We are here to shoulder an important mission," Lockheed explained the purpose of the hunting group. "In order to deal with an ancient alien that may be about to awaken, an elder convened this hunting group. We originally had no plan to hunt witches. Today It’s just convenient…”

Hao Ren's eyebrows couldn't help but jump: Are these guys really coming for Vivian? And they even came here to cause trouble...

At this time, another demon hunter came through the thick fog and came to Lockheed: "Master, those witches have run away. A werewolf using strange weapons led them to break through the encirclement. The weapons looked a bit like the mythical era. Relic weapons..."

"I know," Lockheed nodded, "They will always leave traces. After the full moon is over, the magic of this land will fade, and they won't be able to escape for long."

Then he turned his head and looked at Hao Ren: "It seems that our random actions ruined your hunting - I'm deeply sorry for this, but I want to know more details. You have been following those witches, but Didn’t you take action?”

"I'm fishing for a big fish." Hao Ren folded his arms and looked at the night sky where the fog was gradually dissipating. A nearly full moon was emerging from behind the fog. "I found that these witches were looking for an ancient ruins. That ruins It is very likely to be related to an ancient person among the aliens, so I delayed taking action and just followed them from a distance. Today should be their last gathering. I could have obtained the most critical information - but you But you interrupted them indiscriminately, and not only that, you also let them run away!"

Lockheed listened blankly, and then suddenly his expression condensed, and he followed Hao Ren's guidance: "You mean ancient ruins? And it's related to a strange ancient being?"

"Nine times out of ten, this is your target this time," Hao Ren took a deep look at Lockheed, "Now do you know why I am so angry? Not only did you ruin my hunt, you even ruined your own actions. ! The group of witches are discussing the method of opening the ruins and the specific location of the seal. One blood mage is even about to say the spell to lift the seal - you only need to be one minute late, just one minute! They will tell all the information themselves. Come out! Damn it, can’t you control your hands?”

After Hao Ren finished speaking, he let out a long sigh and continued to look up at the sky. At the same time, he tried hard not to let his face tremble: it would be so embarrassing to laugh in such a serious situation.

Not to mention the expression on Lockheed's face. He was completely confused at the moment. It took him a while to hold back a sentence: "...The werewolf in the witch stimulated our hunting instinct. We originally I really want to observe it, but...wait a minute, you are lurking in the cemetery, aren't you affected by the hunting instinct? And the werewolf didn't notice you?"

Hao Ren was halfway pretending, but he didn't expect to be suddenly hit by this question. He coughed twice: "Ahem... I have naturally developed some special skills during thousands of years of hunting. I can shield the breath in a short time and Suppressing one's hunting impulse is a quality that a hunter must have, otherwise how can he act alone in a dark place?"

Lockheed looked Hao Ren up and down in surprise, but he did not have too much suspicion, because although the hunting instinct cannot be eliminated, through the powerful mental suppression of special training, some old hunters can indeed achieve self-control for a short period of time. , as for breath shielding... This is basically the basic skill of every demon hunter. Although the range of effect is limited and it cannot completely block the innate hostile effect, it is still possible to avoid being discovered by aliens while maintaining a certain distance. Did it.

Then he fell into great regret: "Damn it...I must be responsible for my impulsive actions tonight..."

"People always make mistakes..." Hao Ren comforted him at this time, "Instead of holding on to your mistakes, it is better to think about how to make up for it next. For example, let's discuss that ancient alien..."

"No, I must confess my mistake to the elder. As for whether to punish him, that is something the elder will consider." Lockheed was still a stubborn man and was not induced by Hao Ren at all. "Don't worry, the elder is here." On the way here, he will be here in person soon, and we can explain the situation in front of him."

Hao Ren was stunned: "Elder? You mean the leader of this hunting group? Is he coming here soon?"

Lockheed is not the supreme leader of this group of demon hunters. He is just leading a vanguard. If this evening's hunt is correct, it should be an independent action led by him. Originally, Hao Ren had made up his mind when he heard the other party mention that there was an elder in this battle group as the highest commander. He would find some information from the vanguard and then find an opportunity to leave. Try not to follow that person. An "elder" who didn't know the details met, but the plan couldn't keep up with the change - the elder the other party said was about to come in person?

At this moment, if he had to make up a reason to escape, he might arouse the other party's suspicion. Hao Ren could only bite the bullet and continue to pretend. He could only place his hope on the weapons and badges that Hasselblad gave him. It’s true as the old hunter said, even if the elders of Corpus checked in person, they wouldn’t find any clues...

And just when he was thinking this, the demon hunters on guard outside suddenly made some movements, and Lockheed also showed a solemn expression on his face: "The elder is here..."

Hao Ren quickly adjusted his posture and placed the demon hunter dagger around his waist and the emblem on his clothes in a conspicuous place, so that he could gain trust immediately.

The fog in the cemetery quickly dissipated. It seemed that the arrival of the powerful demon hunter accelerated the disintegration of the magic power of this place. A tall, gray-haired old hunter walked in past the vigilant demon hunters on the periphery, and shouted as he walked. Inquiry: "Lockheed, I heard there's a Ranger here?"

Hao Ren's expression stiffened the moment he heard the words. He broke into a cold sweat when he saw the appearance of the elder demon hunter. Then he hid all his dagger and emblem with a "swish". Okay - if it weren't for the negative impact of running naked in public, he would even want to put away the clothes he just put on -

Damn it, Hasselblad! !

That set of disguised equipment may really be able to hide it from every elder demon hunter in Corpus, but Hasselblad knows them 10,000%! !