Chapter 15 Wilderness
The wolves in the distance are approaching quietly. This is a medium-sized wolf pack. The entire group consists of 13 adult wolves. The species is forest wolf, with a height of 3.3 feet at the shoulder. (1.1 meters), a medium-sized beast with a body length of 5.7 feet (1.9 meters).
There are still blood stains on the corners of their mouths. It is obvious that this wolf pack did not return empty-handed last night.
But it seems that one prey failed to fill a dozen bellies, and now they have set a new target.
The wolves leaned down and quietly approached the deer drinking water not far away through the dense vegetation in the forest.
Animals do not need to abide by the rules set by druids at all. After all, they are nature itself and the embodiment of wildness.
However, due to the hunting behavior of the wolves, Nohir can now take action.
The creed of the Verdant Woodland is not rigid. In this case, even taking action can be regarded as part of the cycle. As long as it is not a meaningless hunt, Father Nature will forgive it.
The deer are also very vigilant. Their leader has been observing whether there are predators around, but it seems that he has not found anything wrong. The other members of the group are replenishing the water they need today as quickly as possible. The probability of encountering predators is lowest at this time, but they are not very lucky today.
The wolves approached quietly from all directions with their fur that blended in with the environment. The fog that had not dispersed filled in the last camouflage for the raid, and the smell of blood on their bodies was not carried by the wind.
Almost instantly, the pack of wolves that had reached the perfect attacking distance burst into action. All the wolves set their sights on the weakest old deer in the herd, and the two nearest wolves bit him on the hind legs.
A shrill scream sounded, and the herd immediately fled in all directions. Other wolves quickly swarmed up and drowned the poor guy. This was a successful ambush.
However, at the moment they took action, Nohir also spread his wings.
When the wolves targeted the oldest and weakest member of the herd, Nohir did the same. He spread his wings and glided through the air. The entire wolf pack was immersed in the joy of hunting success. At this time, he stretched out his sharp claws.
There was almost no sound when gliding in the air. The wolf running at the back was instantly pierced by a sharp claw and killed with one blow without any reaction.
Nohill quickly ended its suffering, carrying the 170-pound (160-kilogram) prey and flying across the river back to the tree before the ambush.
It was then that the wolves realized what had happened, and some wolves whimpered sadly, but this was the law of the wilderness.
Sorrow will not last long. The only thing the wolves can do now is to protect the prey they have obtained and stay away from this no longer safe place as soon as possible.
“Nothing unfamiliar.”
Nohir watched the wolves dragging the prey away, and then looked at the blood on his hands. The hunting experience can be said to have been engraved in his bones. His fighting ability over the years has not been affected by his memory of the past 20 years.
After all, he used to be just a mortal with no power, and he was really afraid that his ordinary daily life would reduce the fighting ability of his current body.
Knowing that his fighting power has not weakened at all, Nohir was a little happy, but as he looked at the prey next to him, an inexplicable feeling of guilt was like a vine, slowly and deeply restraining himself. heart.
What's going on? Obviously this kind of hunting should be normal, but why do I feel... guilty.
"No, Nohir, you know why."
Looking back at the memories of the past ten years or so, it has been a long time since he killed a living thing other than for survival like he did today.
In this world with gods, a large number of races were created by gods. Correspondingly, these races possess part of the temperament of the gods who created them.
When he was young, Nosir was influenced by his demonic blood and often tortured and killed some innocent animals. The reason why he did this was just for fun. This was undoubtedly inherently evil.
However, as time passed, his ego instinct strengthened and began to rebel against his physical instinct. He himself began to hate this inexplicable blood lust and began to consciously suppress it.
In the end, under the temper of wilderness life and with the help of Harsin, he completely defeated the evil blood in his body.
However, today's behavior opened a crack for the evil beast that was firmly locked in my heart. It wasn't that he minded killing, it was just that like today, killing prey he didn't need for power disgusted him.
This goes against your own way of survival and the natural wilderness etiquette.
Nohir knew that what he said seemed too hypocritical, but what you need to know is that his original camp was chaotic and kind.
The reason why we are now chaotic neutral is just because we know how dangerous the world we live in is, and we force ourselves to face it calmly.
After all, he is an ordinary person. Although it is a bit shameless to say this, the education he received is enough to call him a good person in a broad sense, whether in this life or in his previous life.
You can kill, but not without reason. You can fight back freely when facing danger, but you will never kill ordinary creatures that have nothing to do with you. This is the bottom line he has set for himself.
And now in order to gain power, he has to take the lives of two other innocent animals.
"...I'm sorry."
Nohir closed his eyes and pondered his mistake.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something.
Nohir took off the holy symbol from around his neck, placed it on his chest and began to pray.
"Silvanus, god of all things in the wilderness, father of nature, please hear my words."
"Your disciple, Nohir Termariti is about to embark on the promotion The price is the blood of three innocent beasts."
"This hunt is not to relieve hunger and thirst, and it also violates my creed."
"Father of nature, please allow me to adapt to reincarnation, please allow me to be indomitable, and please allow the soul of the beast to turn into power and revive and wander in your country."
"I beg you to lower your gaze and guide me!"
"Lead the soul of this innocent beast to your kingdom of God! Let it play freely in the wild wildness!"
Dark Brown The holy oak symbol began to emit a bright green light, and this vision represented that Silvanus had heard his prayer, and the beast's soul had been led to the wild wilderness.
In the invisible place of Nohir, the messenger of nature is guiding it, and it will be reborn in the Garden of Beasts.
“It actually worked!”
This eulogy was a soul-inducing eulogy given to him by Halsin. Some druids and rangers were so close to the wilderness that they could not bear to kill even if they wanted to survive.
And this eulogy can communicate with the messenger of Silvanus, allowing it to lead the souls of these creatures into the kingdom of God, instead of falling into the Hell of Styx in the hazy chaos after death.
However, although Nohir knew this before, he had never used it. He was still a little disrespectful to the gods in his heart, but he did not expect that it was only the first time that Silvanus responded.
“It’s really good to have the guidance of a kind god.”
“At least this way, I feel better.”
(End of this chapter)