Chapter 199 Wild Hunting Blessings, Let Arrows Release!
The lakeside is quiet, in the dark forest.
Clan held a white ball of light formed by Dancing Lights in his palm. After confirming that the enemy had been eliminated, he was still surprised that Yeats was promoted to a Knight of Three Rings during the battle.
Not only that, Yeats also caused fatal injuries to the hag... Crane thought... It can be inferred that the hidden weapon Yeats hid on his body is definitely extraordinary!
Nash witnessed the whole process of this battle and was secretly grateful. Fortunately, he was busy fishing last night and was not fooled by the ghost!
"Thank you for being here, Your Excellency Yeats." Nash admired from the bottom of his heart, "If you hadn't discovered the true identity of the hag, the consequences would have been disastrous!"
Yeats smiled slightly.
The goblin in the lake is disguised as a hag, which is not unexpected, and the benefits of hunting hags are obvious.
Not only can you exchange the head of the hag's neck for gold coins or potions from the Adventurer's Guild.
The previous plan was also achieved, and with the help of the divinity of the Wild Hunt, he was successfully promoted to a three-ring knight!
When extraordinary people are promoted, they will always learn new talents, combat skills or spells.
Getting a blessing is a very rare event.
Furthermore, the power of blessing is often superior to spells and combat skills of the same level.
Yeats glanced at the panel and realized that with this promotion, he had once again received the blessing of the Wild Hunt.
“Thank you, Lord of the Wild Hunt!”
Yeats threw the texting spell at the King of the Wild Hunt.
I don’t know if He can hear me.
After waiting for a long time, Yeats felt that he had started in the Holy Land and had no time to pay attention to himself.
Just as he was about to continue checking the harvest, he felt a text message coming from the magic network.
King of the Wild Hunt: "One."
Yeats: "..."
He actually replied!
Yeats coughed lightly, did not disturb the fellow villagers anymore, and cast his gaze towards the bloated hag in the huge pit.
The hag always carries a talisman called the 'Nightmare Stone' with her. Using this talisman, she can cast a four-ring illusion called 'Nightmare'.
However, the prerequisite for the nightmare spell is that the target must first enter the sleep state. Therefore, the "nightmare spell" is often cast together with the "hypnosis spell".
Yeats possesses the "Eye of a Thousand Illusions" bestowed by the God of Illusion, and can cast two illusions at the same time.
By killing the hag this time, I hope to have my first high-level spell!
At this time.
The dark wind blew, and a few wisps of pale will-o'-the-wisps kept hovering on the lake.
A few more will-o'-the-wisps attacked Gray directly.
Gray quickly called Snow Owl to come over and help.
"There is a lot of resentment here. I don't know how many extraordinary people the hag has killed."
Klan frowned, "I'm afraid I have to ask an exorcist to come here to make this place better." The resentful spirits have been put to rest!”
“Don’t bother.”
The resentful spirits lingering on the lake have been transformed into evil spirits. What a psychological burden.
"The soul-caller's lantern, please take a seat at the elegant table!"
After saying that, Yeats shook the lantern.
From within the lantern, an invisible gravitational force spreads.
The wisps of will-o'-the-wisp that I touched, I wanted to escape, but in the end I was still dragged into the lantern.
These resentful souls become fuel, making the blue flame in the center of the lantern become more and more powerful!
There was surprise in the eyes of Crane and Nash.
Unexpectedly, all the will-o’-the-wisps wandering around the lake finally entered this lantern!
"Baron Yeats, can your lantern restrain the souls of the dead?" Crane said in surprise.
Soul-like creatures are very difficult to deal with. This is almost the consensus of the extraordinary people.
Therefore, magic props for suppressing souls are usually several times more expensive than other props of the same quality.
Yeats admitted it generously.
Although this lantern obtained from the wyvern's lair is of rare quality, it can work wonders in the current situation.
And these resentful spirits entrenched in Demir Lake can make the will-o'-the-wisp summoned by "Soulcaller's Lantern" even more powerful!
“That’s great.” Nash said with envy, “If I had this lantern, I wouldn’t be afraid of meeting ghosts when fishing at night!”
“Listen to this. "Did you encounter ghosts when you were fishing the night before?" Crane squatted down to check the lake and asked casually.
"Yes, I caught a dead body at that time, and a ghost floated out of the body. He also asked me to bury his body in the soil."
Nash scratched his head, "I took it. After doing it, the ghost helped me catch a fish from the lake as a thank you gift, and then disappeared!"
Yeats and Gray looked at each other with complicated expressions.
Imagining the glacial lake in the Jueling Mountains, Yeats also had a similar experience to Nash!
Yeats sighed in his heart: "Fishermen, you can really catch anything except fish..."
Under Yeats' instructions, Gray and Snowy Owl were responsible for cleaning the battlefield, adhering to the principle that mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are, and took away all the extraordinary materials that could be used.
“Gu!” The snow owl flapped its wings and flew over, holding a dark purple rune stone in its talons.
The dark purple runestones are engraved with jet-black lines, and a crimson shimmer flashes from time to time.
Yeats's eyes lit up.
It is indeed my magic pet, with its own equipment pickup function!
"Nightmare Stone Amulet: A runestone of black, red, and purple that sparkles like a nightmare. It is made by drawing runes on obsidian. It can give extraordinary people the ability to invade dreams. Enchantment: Nightmare."
Some goblins are born with the ability to use nightmare spells, and they do so out of mischief, and the nightmares they create do not really cause harm.
"I feel that this amulet is very suitable for Teacher Snow Owl."
Yeats thought: "If the snow leopard dares to be lazy and sleep during training, I can use the nightmare spell to teach it to be a cat!"
Putting this "Nightmare Stone Amulet" into the space bag, Yeats concentrated on dealing with the crab spider corpse in front of him.
The crab spider's body was full of venom glands, and it fell to the ground with its eight legs in the air. It was so oozing, it made Gray's scalp numb.
She swallowed hard and flinched when she saw Yeats cutting off the crab spider's legs one by one with his skilled collection techniques.
"Ye, Yeats..." Gray called softly.
"Huh?" Yeats took the time to look back.
"Otherwise, let's forget it..." Gray frowned and said, "Crab spiders don't look like they can be eaten by humans!"
Yeats raised his eyebrows. Even so, you are a Dragonborn!
Ignoring Gray, Yeats secretly thought, as long as these ingredients are made into dishes tomorrow, Gray will naturally change her tune!
Involving the fourth-ring creatures, the matter is of great importance. Crane has sent a text message to the Adventurer's Guild in Lundu overnight, and someone will be here to handle the matter tomorrow morning.
Crane suggested returning the same way and staying at Nash's house for one night.
"It is my honor, Nash, that you are willing to rest in my home." Nash owed a bow, then glanced at the polluted Demir Lake, and his tone became a little sad. "Alas...I won't be able to fish here for a long time!"
Gray complained in a low voice: "It feels like if you grab a handful of bait and throw it into the river in front of your house, the result will be the same as if you came here to fish..."
Yeats smiled hoarsely. .
While returning to the lake house with everyone.
Start checking out the new abilities gained after being promoted to a Three Ring Knight.
"Talent·Giant Killer: You gain an advantage when attacking a large or larger creature. You can rapidly attack in a short period of time and cause additional damage to the creature."
Yeats looked up at the sky. .
In my mind, I saw myself leaping high and spinning down. At the same time, my hidden sword slashed a series of blood flowers on the giant's back——
This talent is not only useful when cutting giants, but also when dealing with them. It is also quite effective for large prey such as ancient dragons and giant beasts!
"It feels like wild hunting means crazy hunting." Yeats muttered, "The last time the beast wave was the same...it took away all my prey!"
"Combat skill: See through: You see through the enemy's attack route, avoid or parry the attack, and greatly increase the power of your next attack."
Yeats was stunned for a moment.
See the cutting edge, right? The evaluation is for playing with tachi!
Objectively speaking, seeing through is a very powerful combat skill.
As long as the timing of release is right, Yeats can perfectly resist even the sword skills of high-level knights.
If you encounter an assassin attack again in the future, you can completely see through it and use the "American Iai" gun-drawing technique.
A flintlock pistol is much more useful than a bayonet!
Yeats was originally a three-ring sword dance poet, but after being promoted to a knight, his swordsmanship, archery and riding proficiency were all improved.
The proficiency level of swordsmanship is only at the proficiency level. It is still far away from the expert level of the four-ring knight, but it is already called a master of swordsmanship!
Yeats could not help but smile as he comprehended the swordsmanship skills emerging in his mind.
It will be easier to chop vegetables from now on!
The last blessing of the Wild Hunt was particularly satisfying to Yeats.
"Blessing: Thousands of Arrows: You shoot an arrow into the air with a long-range weapon or throw a non-magical throwing weapon, and specify a point within the casting range. Subsequently, countless arrows are fired with this weapon. The copy of the prototype rained down, forming a rain of arrows, and disappeared after completing the attack."
The noble Brondi family.
Yeats had already thought of what lines to shout when using this blessing.
This blessing can even be used in conjunction with "Talent: Giant Killer" to give yourself an advantage when hunting giant beasts!
"The blue fire dragon bow has its place." Yeats secretly thought, "With the fire dragon arrows and the simultaneous firing of thousands of arrows, I can fight an entire mortal army without any injuries!"
Three One ring can fight an army of mortals, but is easily injured, while four rings can fight a city.
Like the hag we just killed, if we let her continue to breed spiders and hatch plagues here, nearby towns will be poisoned.
Yeats felt that the new abilities gained after being promoted to the Knight of Three Rings this time were even better than those gained when promoted to the Sword Dance Poet.
Yeats was so itchy that he wished he didn't have a shooting range so that he could try out this 'blessing, thousands of arrows fired at once'.
“On the way to Broken Hill, there will definitely be a place for blessing.”
Yeats secretly thought: “Then the arrow array will go first to clear the obstacles!”
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The next day.
The sun shines on the villa on the shores of Demir Lake.
Special personnel from the Adventurer's Guild arrived.
Through the window, Yeats saw an old man with scarred silver hair and a solemn face, holding a cane and wearing a black deerskin cloak, standing in the garden, confronting Crane about the hag. .
Yeats still had some impressions of this old man with an elite and strange appearance. His name was Anthony. He had served as a demon hunter in his early years and a bounty hunter in the Kingdom of Sicily. It was said that he single-handedly integrated the local hunters. The organization is a godfather-like figure.
Unexpectedly, this incident would alert Anthony's arrival. Yeats thought about whether he should meet him, but then gave up the idea.
Rather than chatting with him, it was more important to go to the kitchen and make breakfast for Gray!
In the courtyard.
The old man's face remains unchanged. The years have engraved the wind and frost on his face, but it cannot take away the iceberg-like tough guy temperament. His silver hair was meticulously styled, and he held a black hood in his hand. His eyes were always looking at the other person when he spoke, as if to force the other person to lower their head or look away.
"I already know about the hag." Anthony said lightly, "Unfortunately, there is no reward for hunting hags in the guild, so you can't receive any reward from the guild."
"I know." Crane was wearing a deer hunting outfit, smoking expensive tobacco shipped from the Southern Continent, lowering his head and thinking, and said in deep thought, "I just think that you should be interested in this matter, or... …”
The detective was reflected in the old man's deep eyes.
Klan was smoking tobacco with a penetrating smile on his face: "Would you like to meet the God of Art?"
"Young people always have the idea of writing poetry. But I haven’t written anything for a long time.”
The old man folded his hands and placed them on his cane, as solemnly as if he was in a cemetery at any time, and said calmly:
“The guild won’t. I will give you a reward, but I will pay you two three thousand gold coins in my own name, and I hope you will accept it.”
Crane was shocked by the number. He took a deep breath of tobacco and exhaled it slowly. Through the hazy smoke, he looked into the old man's sharp lion-like eyes and said with a wry smile:
"I didn't expect that you are also a philanthropist. "
"This is just a reward for justice."
The old man put a black hood on his head and covered his face.
"I publicized Yeats's deeds, Yeats received gold coins, and the world pursued justice... It was a good deal."
After that, the old man turned and left.
Klan looked at the old man's back, his eyes flickering, curious, and asked: "What do you mean by justice?"
The old man's back was as straight as a pine, and he stopped in his tracks. , as if thinking about this issue seriously, finally said:
"The strong wind blows from east to west, from north to south, and the flagpole has been standing there... That is justice."
His back disappeared into the shadow of the trees at the corner. Crane took a deep breath, exhaled the smoke, and sighed:
"It's too profound, Mr. Anthony... I'd better have breakfast first."
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In the kitchen.
Yeats took out the "french fries" that were fried until golden and crispy in the oil pan, drained the oil, and placed them on a plate with fried spiders, smiling.
“It’s done!”
[Crab spider poutine: three stars. French fries are made from spider meat taken from the feet of crab spiders, chopped into pieces, and mixed with flour, eggs, and bread crumbs. After eating, it can detoxify and permanently increase the power of poison spells (medium). 】
【Fried small crab spider: one star. It is made from crab spider larvae, with the poison glands removed and then deep-fried. The taste is similar to chicken. After consumption, poison resistance is permanently increased (micro)]
In Yeats's previous life, fried spiders were eaten in Yunnan, mainly flower spiders and jumping spiders.
The flower spider is also known as the big-bellied orb spider. It has a round belly. After being fried and bitten, juice will spurt out.
Chicken flavor, crunchy!
"Yeats, what's for breakfast!"
Gray's excited call came from outside the kitchen.
Yeats held the dinner plate and presented the fried crab spider with teeth and claws to Gray:
“Here, just eat this.”
Gray looked down Go, the smile froze on his face and his face turned pale.
Gray: ヽ(*.>Д<)o゜
Who wants to eat this kind of thing!
(End of this chapter)