In the barren land, there are few plants in the wilderness, only the soil and rocks on the bare ground. Fortunately, some sparse and tenacious weeds still survive in the cracks between the rocks, and the dry and tough grass roots still firmly grasp the loose soil below.
, so that it will not form a climate full of wind and sand.
A dark blue cloth shoe stepped on the soft soil, and then the little foot wrapped in white socks lifted up, and jumped forward quickly with its slender body.
Lorraine Hill was wearing a black coat, leaping across the earth like a smart black bird, heading towards a distant destination.
The village she was going to was in a remote mountain valley about 50 miles away from the canyon. Although every location here was very remote, there were fewer other villages around this village and some were isolated, which made people feel even more remote.
In the sky, two birds spread their wings and followed the girl, overlooking the wilderness below.
Suddenly, a sharp bird warning sounded overhead, and the girl stopped temporarily.
Although in the eyes of outsiders, this land is empty, in the eyes of the girl and the blue jay, this is not the case.
Wisps of ghosts floated up from the cracks in the earth like smoke, and then twisted into a vague shape. It didn't seem to have any intelligence, it just instinctively yearned to chase other living creatures.
Is this the charm?
Looking at the strange life in front of him, Lorraine Hill was slightly curious, then he stretched his back and pulled out a slender mahogany sword from the wooden box.
This was given to her by her mother-in-law before she left. Although it was not an extraordinary item, it was enough to deal with such an enemy in her hands.
The tip of the wooden sword pointed diagonally towards the earth. A faint light extended from the girl's wrist, covering the sword body. Then a light blue arc of light passed through the atmosphere, directly cutting into pieces the newly formed weak ghost in front of her.
Dissipate like ashes.
Although the girl has never practiced the Necromancer Sequence before, it does not mean that she does not understand this sequence. On the contrary, her knowledge of the Necromancer Sequence is far superior to other sequences.
This is also due to the teachings of her first teacher, the great witch Trinasha of the Mercury Dynasty. As a witch who has personally experienced the war of the Second Age for nearly a thousand years and witnessed the rise of the dynasty and the Necromancer Sequence from scratch, in the Necromancer Sequence
His achievements are unmatched by others.
However, perhaps because she has experienced too many dark past events, Trinasha does not encourage future generations to continue on this path.
After dealing with the new ghost, Lorraine Hill did not leave directly, but slowly walked to the ground where the ghost was formed. The soft soil exuded a faint cold breath, which was the overflow of the undead sequence.
of magic.
She used a wooden sword to push away part of the soil, and some lavender magic rose like smoke in her field of vision, but to outsiders, there was nothing special here.
These magic powers seemed to be gradually seeping out from the earth, and the specific location could not be found. Picking up the hand pressed on the ground, Lorraine Hill quietly thought and analyzed.
It seems that what Grandma Grotto said is indeed correct. If the source could be found easily, the problem in this area would have been solved by the dynasty long ago, and it would not have been abandoned for so long.
Shaking his hand and letting the dust fall from his fingers, Lorraine Hill continued to run towards the north. The mountains in the distance were also shrouded in a hazy purple sunset in the evening, as bright as dusk.
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When it was dark, Lorraine Hill jumped from a high cliff. The night wind blew his black blouse, and his long hair swayed rapidly behind him, making a whirring sound.
The girl's black eyes stared downwards, and a village of about a hundred households came into view in a remote corner of the two mountains.
It was already between nine and ten o'clock at night, and the air in the valley was so cold that it came like water, drowning people, awakening them with excitement, and the hair on the girl's body stood up. Lorraine Hill thought about sleeping tonight.
I had to add an extra layer of quilt, but if that didn't work, I had to cuddle up with the two birds to keep warm.
The village is very quiet at night, with almost no firelight visible, and only a few insects and dogs barking dotting the night.
This place is no different than the outside world. Firewood is a very precious thing. These evil people will not light a fire until the critical moment.
The girl did not cover her figure and walked directly in the middle of the road, approaching the village.
In fact, the nights in the mountains are not as bright as in movies and TV series. They are all the result of shooting with fill light or artificial light sources. If we look at reality, there are basically no images in the film and everything is pitch black. This may be because
It’s unimaginable for people living in the city.
There is great terror in the deep mountains at night. Even if you open your eyes with all your strength, it is like being covered with a black cloth as thick as leather, and you cannot see anything. Maybe there is a cliff and an abyss in front of you, or maybe there is a coiled snake and snake at your feet.
Bugs and fear always come from all kinds of unknowns.
This was how people understood the mountains a long time ago. It was not until people invented the flashlight that this memory and understanding was slowly forgotten.
When he was not far from the village, Lorraine Hill opened his five fingers, and a warm orange flame ball formed in the palm of his hand, and then dispersed into several fire balls, floating around the body, illuminating the surrounding area.
After all, it was already very late. If you didn't light a fire, you would be regarded as a strange and hostile person. When thinking about this, the girl hesitated for a moment, then took out the wooden mask in her arms and covered it with a beautiful
On the face.
After the flames were lit, several barks and exclamations were heard in the village, followed by a sparse sound of walking.
Soon after, torches were lit on the lookout at the entrance of the village, and a burst of shouts and greetings came from the village.
"Who are you?" The wording is quite relic of the old times, and the tone is also different from the outside world.
The small mouth under Lorraine Hill's mask opened, and he wanted to speak, but closed it again. He didn't have a loud voice, so it felt a bit embarrassing to shout with all his strength.
As a result, the fluttering fireball expanded, rose into the sky, and exploded like fireworks, directly illuminating hundreds of meters in radius. The masked figure in black below was also completely revealed to the eyes of the villagers.
"It's the Demon Slayer!"
"That's right, with that mask and such powerful strength, he should be the Demon Slayer."
Seeing the familiar mask, the villagers shouted excitedly, as if they had seen the savior. After that, the whole village gradually began to boil, and various lights were lit, and it was no longer as deserted and silent as before.
The fence gate outside the village opened, and several stronger villagers came out. After seeing Lorraine Hill, they first bowed respectfully and saluted, and then welcomed him into the village.
"I received instructions from the miko-sama and came here to get rid of the monsters that caused trouble." The surrounding torches crackled and burned, illuminating the evil ghost mask under the hood.
Despite his vicious appearance, what surprised several villagers was that the voice behind his mask was clear and ethereal, making people less intimidated.
"Yes, yes, yes, it is true that we recently asked the shrine for help because we recently encountered a vicious monster."
After waking up, the villagers gathered on the road in the village and watched the girl in black walk in. Some children asked their parents curiously what the Ghost Slayer was.
"That's the strong man under the shrine's command who came to protect us." The mother explained patiently, and then pulled the child behind her to prevent him from disturbing the adult.
Lorraine Hill's black crystal eyes looked at the surrounding villagers through the two holes in the mask, and then continued to ask.
"What level is the monster beast about, and what does it look like?"
"Sir, we don't know the specific level of the monster. It looks like a huge eagle, but has a snake-like tail and sharp claws. Many villagers were scratched by the pair of claws and then lifted up the Tianling Cap.
, brought to the lair and eaten." As he spoke, these villagers were still frightened.
"I understand. Does anyone know where its lair is?" Lorraine Hill and a few others stopped at the door of a large house in the village.
"No one knows, but it usually appears in the afternoon and returns north with its prey."
"Are you still further north?"
"Yes." The villager replied.
After that, several people walked into the house. The villagers quickly gave the girl a clean place to live in, and cooked a sumptuous dinner for the adult.
Looking at the fragrant chicken and potato pieces in the casserole, the girl felt a little emotional.
Unlike the outside world, meat here is extremely rare. She had sensed before entering the village that the total number of chickens in the village did not exceed 10. She made a meal for herself today. If she stayed here for a long time, I am afraid that these villagers would eat the chickens.
Slaughter them all.
Scoop out a few pieces with a spoon and put them on a plate. The girl called the villagers outside the house and asked them to distribute these to the children in the village, and told them not to be so rich in the future.
The villager was a little grateful, but also a little scared. He was afraid that the adult thought the food was not delicious, but he just didn't say it directly. In the face of such a big man, no amount of respect can be too much, because this can determine the entire situation.
A village includes its own people who live and die.
night.
After dinner, Lorraine Hill took a break in the village. An oil lamp was lit on the table in front of the bed, and the orange-yellow light swayed with the flames.
Sitting on the bedside, Lorraine Hill took out an old book he had with him and started to read it. This was a book handed down from a country hundreds of years ago, recording the history of the dramatic changes that year. Two birds were also squatting at this time.
On both sides of the quilt, there were girls clustered around them. They couldn't understand the words, so they moved their bodies slightly and closed their eyes to rest.
The pages of the book were yellowed and the corners were a little torn, but they were well kept and very smooth. As the girl opened the book, a faint scent of grass and incense wafted out. This was a moth-proofing method left over from those days.
Although it is indoors, it is still a little colder than the previous residence in the shrine, perhaps because the power of the Nine Nethers is relatively strong.
After browsing for a while, the girl turned her attention to the chubby Dai Ju on the side. She had an idea and picked up the Dai Ju, which was slightly larger than a hen, and put it in her arms, just like a pillow, and then
He rested his chin on Dai Ju's warm down and continued to read the book in front of him.
Tweet——
Dai Ju shouted in protest that the big bird Lorraine Hill was bullying it more and more.
The aloof blue jay next to him opened his eyes, glanced at the fat bird, then moved his steps to the quilt at the girl's feet, and continued to squat down to sleep, ignoring the protest of this good brother.
"Okay, okay, don't scream. I'll prepare delicious food for you tomorrow." The girl stroked Dai Ju comfortingly, promising some promise to let the little guy settle down.
Tweet——
After chirping a few more times, Dai Ju also folded her wings as she was accustomed to, bearing the weight that she shouldn't bear at this age, and then squatted down again. There was no way, who made this big bird like Lorraine Hill so comfortable?
It will definitely not run away. It is still waiting for the big bird to prepare delicious food for it in the future.
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After a night, in the morning, the girl simply washed up and started to take action.
She would not wait for the monster to attack again, as it might take a long time.
In the eyes of everyone in amazement, this woman in black clothes with a ghostly face flew into the air like an owl, her black figure soaring upward.
In a world after the changes in the rules of heaven and earth, the ability to fly is not as widespread as in the past, and seems to have strict restrictions. Therefore, the ability of this ghost-slayer to fly has surprised and envied many people.
The mountain village below gradually became smaller, and the high-altitude air current swept over the body. With the hood up, the long hair fluttered in the air.
The flow of wind is so clear and intimate on the skin and body and mind. No matter how many times I do it, I never get tired of it.
Lorraine Hill slowly closed his eyes and immersed himself in the world of perception.
As the cornerstone of the Throne of Gods, the original four, the Pillar of Wind, Lorraine Hill can be said to be the absolute master of the atmosphere and wind. Even if it is currently weak and cannot fully exert its power, it is still easy to sense the information in the atmosphere.
.
She doesn't like overly complicated calculations, preferring simple and simple plans.
The light cyan magic light particles dance with the wind, on the white clouds, in the clear sky, under the distant sky, and continue to spread into the distance.
Under the original command, the wind flows in all directions and keeps turning, bringing information ten miles, hundreds, or even thousands of miles away.
After a long time, the charming girl opened her eyes, with the light cyan light still remaining. Her emerald-like eyes looked at a mountain peak in the north, and an ethereal and gentle voice also sounded.
"It's right over there."
After that, she pulled down the black hood behind her again, and swooped down from the sky, like a sharp sword, flying straight towards the misty mountain.
Tweet——
The two birds fell behind and shouted urgently, as if to say, the big bird in front should fly slower.
After a stick of incense, Lorraine Hill hovered over a certain mountain peak. The two birds behind him, protected by the girl, managed to catch up, and then slowly glided around her. Because the girl guided the airflow,
They can hover for a long time even without flapping their wings.
The lair of the evil beast is in the crevices of the cliffs of the snow-capped mountains. According to the girl's perception, it should be resting at the moment.
Anyway, there is no one here, so it would be more convenient to fight with the natural sequence. After all, it is only the undead sequence 3, which is not as good as the natural sequence 4, the girl thought to herself.
After making up her mind, Lorraine Hill pulled out the wooden sword behind her. This time she did not intend to directly fight with the sword in close combat. Instead, she learned the fighting method used by her former friend Professor Frocia.
The wooden sword in his hand was erected in front of his eyebrows. As the magic power of the natural sequence poured in, green buds began to grow on the wooden sword, and then continued to extend up and down, gradually bending, forming a green wooden bow, with blossoms blooming on the bow.
Peach blossoms are delicate and beautiful.
As the fingers brushed by, a few peach blossoms also fell down, shattered in the wind, turned into flying petals, and then regrouped into pale white arrows, which were placed on the bow.
There is a pale pink flame burning quietly on the bow and arrow, like a peach blossom.
Then, apertures attracting each other formed on the bow body, and the tail of the arrow was in the center of the circle. When the arrow was pulled back, the bow body trembled slightly, and these apertures also separated, like springs, and the maximum aperture was two
The ends are fixed on the bow body.
One after another, brilliance flashed on the arrows, and complex patterns flowed on the arrows.
After charging up, Lorraine Hill released his fingers, and the burning pink flame arrow flashed through the air like a stream of light, sinking directly into the cliff, penetrating the mountain.
Frocia called this move "Rose Bow" at the time. Unfortunately, the girl used peach wood instead of roses, so let's call it "Peach Yao Bow".