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Volume 1, The Wizard's World Chapter 3, The Hunter

The gods are high above, but they also crave fresh souls.

This sentence was meaningless and came out of Ian's mind very suddenly.

Before he had time to think about the meaning, he suddenly felt pain on the inside of his left elbow, as if someone had been tortured with a hot iron, and it was unbearably hot.

It hurts!

Ian bared his teeth and slapped his elbows, and roughly tore open his sleeves to reveal dark skin that had been trained for many years. Those were strong muscles that were different from other wizards.

Then he saw a complex, strange, and mysterious brand appearing silently above him. He could swear that this was definitely something that had just appeared, and was not something that existed before.

This mark has a strong ability to confuse people, making it difficult for people to see its true shape. Even if Ian has become an awakener and begins to control negative energy, he cannot escape its confusion at all.

As time passed, Ian, who had been staring at it, suddenly turned his eyes and returned to the chaotic area just now. The difference from before was that two new things were suddenly added there.

The first is a tall dark red stele that stands tall. Visually, it is as tall as two people. It is a four-sided obelisk. A cross epee is carved on the top of the obelisk. The stele is extremely smooth and clean. I don’t know what material it is made of.

Looking at another thing, it is a stepped altar with countless pale bones. In the center of the altar is a standing upright ape moon, with a stone slab standing on the top of the altar, and a broken scale of white bones lying horizontally on the bottom of the altar.

Although both are dead objects, they give Ian a very different feeling. The altar seems to be coming to life, wanting to pierce this area and fly to the stars.

He was looking confused when suddenly the obelisk flickered, and lines of text appeared on it - it was not in Saxon, but it did not affect him.

I just saw it written above.

"Hunting plan started"

"Identity: Junior Hunter Ian Hyde"

"Rank: Awakened (Wizard)"

"Achievements: 1"

"Trophy: Altar of the Dead (False)"

"Reward: Hunter's Broadblade (magic item, deprives the spokesperson of luck, burns the energy in the body.) How to make it"

As soon as these writings appeared, the bone altar seemed to have lost its life, lying quietly at the foot of the obelisk like a dead thing.

Then a piece of text appeared in his mind, which was a detailed method of making a hunter's blade.

And a large piece of information - information about hunting plans.

The gods are high above, but they also long for living souls. This sentence is not an imagination of Ian himself, but a reminder given by this obelisk, and it is also the explanation for Jevas' murderous intention.

Because the God of Death needs souls, that's why the Altar of the Dead exists. It accepts transactions with all objects, and the only currency that is strong and popular is souls and beliefs.

Gervas just wanted to sacrifice Ian's soul in exchange for something, so he repeatedly killed him. This really fulfilled the saying - showing courtesy for nothing, committing adultery or stealing.

And this hunting system can cut off the beasts from the hands of gods, and its background is also not small. Maybe it is the work of some powerful existence hidden at the bottom of the plane.

Although they did not preach the name of the gods and condense the divine personality, their own power was not inferior to the gods in the major planes, and they acted more recklessly and had no bottom line.

There are not many records of this kind of existence in ancient classics, but those few records all show respect for them.

(This may be the layout made by a certain high-ranking being to attack the divine throne.)

Ian's conjecture is not without purpose, because according to historical records, the first war between humans and gods five million years ago was caused by the emergence of the wizard group.

The desire of the gods for faith cannot be imagined and understood by the mortal beings on the main plane. When the human race that occupies the largest number of life forms on the main plane begins to have a large number of impure false believers and even those who betray the gods, their reaction will be

The speed, radicalness and cruelty of the methods were beyond anyone's expectation.

Their only purpose is to absolutely control faith and control souls. For this, they will do whatever it takes.

That war was extremely brutal, and the blood shed was enough to re-create an endless ocean. The newly born wizard group also reduced its membership by more than 90%, with less than 10% left hiding in the darkness and lingering.

On the transcendent level, although the main plane ultimately won this tragic epic battle, the huge and loyal faith still lingers on the continent of Geos and dominates the mainstream - it turns out that the mortal life in the world has long been accustomed to relying on gods.

Surrender to emptiness.

From this point of view, Ian is not surprised at all why there is such a thing as the Altar of the Dead. The gods are just a bunch of lunatics.

But he was very surprised that someone dared to intercept the belongings of Iapetus, the God of Death, and he didn't know which ancient boss it was.

But after all, he is also a madman, so he dares to single out the spokesperson of the gods. He is on a pirate ship!

"It's none of my business, my life comes first!" Ian complained secretly. "By the way, in this case, shouldn't there be a reward according to the system settings?"

"It can't be this so-called hunter's broad blade, right?"

Magic items are good, but he is a new wizard with no money at the moment. Where can he have the money to buy materials to make them, it is better to directly reward them in kind.

"Hunters can harvest the Altar of the Dead trade point trading inventory by harvesting the spokesmen of the gods. The trade points can be exchanged for inventory items. The exchange time is 1 hour and 30 minutes. When the countdown is over, the Altar of the Dead will be closed and the trade points will be frozen. The same type of sacrifice points will be harvested next time.

Then the lockdown was lifted."

"Countdown to 1 hour and 05 minutes!"

Just as he was thinking, these things appeared out of thin air in his mind, and he immediately understood the systematic operation mode of this so-called hunting plan.

To put it simply, every time Ian kills the spokesperson of the gods, he can harvest a death altar, including the inventory of the trade point altar owned by the spokesperson at that time. And in one and a half hours, he can control the trade points to exchange items.

(It’s really a system article!)

Ian thought silently, feeling a little happy in his heart. After all, unlike other fictional systems, in reality he could earn two amounts of money from one job, with no loss at all.

He glanced at the countdown and turned his attention to the altar of death.

"So, let's see what's so special about Death."

Following the prompts given by the obelisk, he extended his mental power to the stone slab of the Waning Moon. Gervas' legacy was clearly laid out in front of Ian, like an undefended innocent girl.

"Trade Points:150"

"Where are the redemption items? Why is there only one witchcraft mixture?" Ian muttered to himself, his consciousness wandering back and forth on the stone slab, but found nothing. He suddenly thought of something, and his face turned pale. "This thing can't be everything.

It’s in stock!” Is this such a trick?

He remembered that what was mentioned above was that what was hunted and harvested was the inventory of the sacrifice point at that time. In other words, what Gervas ordered was the witchcraft mixture, so there was only such an option in the inventory of the altar of the undead at the sacrifice point.

"Just 150, it's better than working in vain!" Ian comforted himself. There was still one hour before the freezing time. He redeemed a bottle without hesitation, and the 150 trade points bottomed out instantly.

Opening his eyes, he felt a cold touch on his palm, and he put away the pottery bottle.

At this time, Gervas's cold corpse was lying at his feet. He noticed that green spots had appeared on the exposed skin of the other party. The corpse was as hard as a stone, as if it had been dead for a long time.

Even the pool of blood and the sacrificial formation on the ground disappeared without a trace, which was extremely strange and extremely contrary to the normal state of nature.

"Could it be because the soul was sacrificed?"

Perhaps this can explain it. In short, it is correct to attribute all abnormalities to mystery.

"The body cannot be seen!"

In other words, no one can see that this guy died in Ian's room, otherwise he will not be able to escape suspicion.

Before the mark on the inside of his elbow appeared, he might have been able to confidently say that it was self-defense, and accuse the night watch apprentice of cheating and cheating, which resulted in the new wizard being almost brutally murdered, and demanded a thorough investigation - the awakened person has this power.

The situation was different now. Although he was the victim, he did not dare to accept the methods of the wizards. He had no choice but to destroy the body and eliminate all traces.

The wizard's methods were weird, completely different from the investigation methods of secular police or detectives, so Ian had to use his brain to find a way to avoid the connection with this corpse.

"Ah, that's a good place." Ian fist-pumped each other excitedly, and immediately picked up Gervas and walked outside - he knew the shift pattern of the night watch apprentices, and also knew how sleepy and confused they were now. Just be careful.

, will never be discovered.

There was not a drop of blood in Gervas' body, as if it had been sucked up by the formation, which prevented the blood from contaminating him. Carrying the body, he came to a smelly garbage dump, just behind the cemetery wall.

Thanks to the inhuman training he had received since childhood, Gervas did not feel out of breath at all even when he was carrying the same weight as him.

Sometimes he really doubted what Gervas was thinking, that he would choose such a strong man as his target, and what was even more funny was that he actually succeeded.

Ian shook his head and sighed softly. He covered his mouth and nose and threw the body into the garbage with one hand. He covered it up and left quickly.

"Okay!" he said.

Since he has received three years of wizard training, Ian knows that there are only a few common methods used by ordinary wizards, including scent comparison and relic matching and summoning spirits.

Generally, scent comparison and remnant matching are the most common and simple techniques, and they can be used by wizards with only the energy in the body without any cost. It is simple and effective.

This was the reason why he dumped his body in the smelly garbage dump, hoping to use the indistinguishable and confusing smell here to cover up the smell left by the brief contact between the two.

The garbage dump is the place where domestic garbage and experimental waste are piled all year round. The smell produced by the fermentation of these things is enough to prevent anyone from drawing any effective clues. This is why he buried Gervas at will. After all, with the abilities of wizards, how can the corpse

They will all be found.

As for the legacy, he was confident that nothing was left on Gervas.

As for summoning souls, forget it. This guy's soul has been sacrificed, and even a sage can't summon him back.

"Dagger, damn it!" The murder weapon must be disposed of.

Avoiding the night watch apprentice, Ian returned to the room and began to make hand sanitizer. This is a necessary treasure for wizards. After all, if the body is not clean, it is easy to contaminate the experimental materials and obtain erroneous data, so this is a public formula.

The first apprentices also know this.

Of course, this thing is also a good thing for cleaning traces at certain times, Ian thought.


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