(I'm sick. Sorry.)
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Søren's figure was hidden in the Night.
With his powerful stealth ability, even if these Wind Chasers were the elite elves, it was unlikely that they would find his trace in the night. The hunters who stayed behind had suffered heavy casualties. The few survivors saw that the situation was not right and fled in other directions. Søren also began to attack in the Night, tracking the traces of the hunters, and directly killing these guys secretly. These enemies should not go back alive. The more the enemy's strength could be weakened, the more advantageous it would be for his later plan.
At dawn.
Søren rushed back to the hunter's camp. This time, 14 people went to the mission, and only four people returned. A total of ten hunters with a profession level of high grade and above died. Even a god's church could not afford such casualties. It was equivalent to all the high grade officers of a fleet of Mordor being killed. Although the hunters succeeded in killing a Holy Unicorn, the nearby hunters were basically hit hard and lost the ability to fight head-on with the Elven Rangers.
When Søren returned to the camp in the form of a hunter, there was still a trace of blood on his body. It looked like he had been through a difficult battle.
Nearly half of the people inside were gone, but they did not seem to be sad. On the contrary, they seemed quite excited.
Because the sacrificial ceremony to the God of the Hunt was about to be held.
The God of the Hunt was a very generous god. In his history, he had never been stingy with giving enough rewards to his believers. Whether it was wealth or power, as long as the ceremony succeeded in pleasing him, they could get rich rewards.
The evil gods were similar in this regard.
In the Underdark, if a drow matriarch succeeded in pleasing the Queen of Spiders once, the status of the whole family would be improved, and the family would be prosperous for a long time.
The sacrificial ceremony soon began.
The God of Hunting did not have many temples because his followers were often active in the wilderness. Therefore, a simple altar was enough to offer sacrifices to his prey.
The body of the Holy Unicorn was carried up.
Now this beautiful legendary creature had become a cold corpse, and drops of blood were sprinkled along the altar. The orc leader in charge of the sacrificial ceremony.
He was chanting the prayer of the Church of the Hunt, ready to call Malar's avatar to appear.
A faint light appeared.
A very powerful aura appeared on the altar, and then some kind of power formed an illusory figure that looked like a huge mutant baboon. The God of Hunting had noticed this and quickly formed an avatar on the altar.
It was ready to feast on the prey offered by its followers.
The two Gnoll Hunters carried the Unicorn's corpse up to the altar. A perfect sacrifice should have been to offer up the prey and then kill it on the spot, but this was definitely not enough.
The figure of the God of the Hunt, Malar, moved slightly.
On the corpse of the Holy Unicorn, a faint blood-red radiance, invisible to the naked eye, emerged. This radiance gradually poured into the phantom of the God of the Hunt, but it seemed to be quite rare.
The burly half-orc leader continued to chant the prayer. The whole ceremony would take a long time.
Because this was still a sacrificial offering.
However!
At this moment, the shadow of Malar, the God of the Hunt, suddenly let out an angry roar. A telepathic ripple transmitted his words. "How dare you fool me! … "
The God of the Hunt, Malar, seemed to feel that he had been fooled. His mood became very irritable and full of anger. He suddenly waved his sharp claws and roared, grabbing the half-orc leader in front of him. Then, white brain matter mixed with blood splattered. The half-orc with near-legendary strength died just like that.
The blood-red radiance continued to appear, but this time it appeared from the corpse of the half-orc leader.
This power temporarily calmed his anger and allowed his distorted body to gradually recover.
The sacrificial ceremony was interrupted.
The phantom of the God of the Hunt, Malar, roared angrily. He, who had satisfied his thirst for blood, did not continue to kill. He looked at the followers around the altar, watched their frightened eyes, and then slowly disappeared.
Everyone stood rooted to the ground.
The other hunters looked at the three corpses on the altar in a daze. One was the half-orc leader, and the other two were the Gnolls who carried the Unicorn up. They were killed in an instant.
These hunters did not understand why the god they served suddenly became angry and killed the followers who were holding the sacrificial ceremony.
The entire sacrificial ceremony ended in failure.
Whether it was the God of the Hunt, Malar, or the hunters who held the sacrificial ceremony, they did not get what they wanted.
This was because there was something missing from the offerings they had offered.
The God of the Hunt's anger was very simple. After his avatar appeared on the altar, he made a loss. The prey offered by the followers could not make up for the divine power he consumed, let alone restore his power. This seemingly powerful prey had actually lost its value. Apart from a little power contained in the flesh, he did not get anything.
In short.
The reason why the God of the Hunt was so angry was – where did the divinity go?!
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Of course, the divinity was with Søren.
This Divine Unicorn provided him with 2 points of divinity, as well as over 200,000 Slaughter EXP.
As the Son of Slaughter, Søren almost absorbed the soul and divine energy of any enemy he fought. The hunters only offered Malar the shell of a unicorn. This sacrifice was not even comparable to an ordinary unicorn.
Søren's figure had already disappeared among the hunters under the altar.
All of a sudden.
A sharp arrow shot out from the dense forest, followed by the figures of the Elven Rangers. They rushed towards the Hunters who were still in a state of confusion and confusion. They were ready to kill all these damned enemies in one fell swoop.
It did not matter who led the elves to the hunters' camp.
Søren felt a very strange power during the sacrificial ceremony just now. This power was very similar to his identity as the Son of Slaughter, and it also made him vaguely guess something.
In history.
The Son of Slaughter's strength increased very quickly because they could absorb the power of the enemies they killed.
Søren felt a trace of power similar to his own from Malar, who had just mastered the [Hunting] clergy, but there was also a big difference.
Malar could also absorb soul energy, although the way he absorbed it was not the same.
But one thing was certain!
This was definitely a gift from the [Hunting] clergy, which made it easier for him to absorb soul energy and divine energy.
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