On the harsh hunting ground, Ma Wen moved quickly.
But compared to before, his speed had dropped significantly!
The ghost did not lie to him. In this strange autumn hunting ground, his legendary profession, the Night Dominator, had lost all its effects.
The legendary rule was ineffective!
He was only left with the standard of a Level-20 expert.
The only good thing was that the others should be the same.
Ma Wen's strength was that he had many roles. Whether it was Magic Warlock or Frontline Gunner, they could all help him in this hunt.
Ahead, the light of the bonfire was getting brighter.
He did not lose his Night Vision because it was not within the scope of the legendary rule, but a gift from the Night Lord. Even the God of the Wilderness could not directly kill this rule.
This made Ma Wen feel a lot more at ease.
If he lost his Night Vision, his strength would be further restricted.
Moreover, he was used to the feeling of having super strong vision at any time. If he suddenly lost this ability, it was likely that he would not be able to adapt in a short time.
After all, relying on Night Vision for a long time caused his [Location Hearing], [Blind Fight] and other skills to not be very high.
Because the nature of this hunt was not very clear, Ma Wen still wanted to find a place to stay first.
But looking at the lonely wilderness, there were some small hills and small mountains, and there were no buildings.
There was only a faint fire under a hill not far away.
Ma Wen saw clearly that it was a bonfire.
And the shape of the bonfire was very similar to the one he saw in the illusion.
His instincts strongly told him that he might be able to gain something from it.
Anyway, there was no one around, so Ma Wen directly began to act.
…
As he approached the hill step by step, Ma Wen found that the hills here were still undulating.
From afar, it looked like a small hill, but when he walked closer, he found that it was quite high.
The bonfire was in a col, almost like a shelter from the wind.
Beside the bonfire, some scattered wood, in addition to that, there was a box!
A lot of straw was padded under the box, and there was also an animal skin on top.
On the bonfire, there was a kettle. At this time, the kettle was already boiling, and a large amount of water was boiling.
He could feel a different kind of warmth.
"Why do I feel like I've returned to the most ancient era?"
Marvin rubbed his nose. He had a weird feeling in his heart.
There was a shadow in the depths of the col. He carefully examined it and found that it was a very small cave.
The cave was only about half the height of a person. Ma Wen had to bend down to enter. He was not sure what was inside the cave.
If he was in Fernand, Ma Wen would be able to judge based on his experience that this was most likely a Gnome's cave. However, in the Bloody Wasteland, how could there be ordinary Gnomes?
Moreover, this was the Autumn Hunting Ground that was even more dangerous than the Bloody Wasteland!
"The water seems to have just boiled. Could it be a hunter?"
Ma Wen carefully checked the tracks but did not find any footprints or other traces.
If this was really a Hunter's temporary hideout, then this Hunter must be a very cunning person.
Thinking up to here, Ma Wen's heart could not help but sink a little.
Not only did he lose his Legendary abilities and domain, it also meant that he could not use the Green Leaf.
Coincidentally, he did not have any good blades on him, so he could only use the hunting scimitar he bought from the ghost.
However, this scimitar was obviously not of good quality. The blade was covered in rust, and Ma Wen suspected that it might have broken on its own if he used too much strength.
He was used to using two blades, and suddenly holding a blade with one hand was not comfortable.
After some thought, he took out a pair of guns from his storage equipment and hung the scimitar at his waist.
This was a magical weapon of the highest quality that Constantine had given him. It was considered top-notch among the gunners' equipment.
One of the pistols was called Astaloa, and the other was called Satan. They were the names of a Lord of the Abyss and a powerful devil respectively.
In the previous battle, Ma Wen had used them, and the results were not bad. Although they were not as terrifying as Zi Yao, they were considered top-notch among Fernand's firearms.
He estimated that if he did not have a good blade, he might not have much of an advantage in close combat.
Therefore, he made a last-minute effort and threw a large amount of Experience Points into the profession of Frontline Gunner.
He did not care about the Experience Points penalty for a second part-time job, and directly stacked the Frontline Gunner to Level 10.
Therefore, he immediately transformed into a top-notch Frontline Gunner with ten levels of Ranger.
All the Skill Points, other than the basic allocation (which was used on specialties such as Precise Shooting), were all thrown into [Max Fighting Arts].
This combat art could greatly improve his combat ability below the Legendary level.
Although it might be useless after he regained his Legendary skills, he could use it now.
No matter what, he had to survive first.
Thinking of this, Ma Wen was ready to open the box to see what was inside.
Who knew that at this moment, a black shadow would suddenly jump in his perception!
"The ghost is still lingering."
Ma Wen's body did not move.
His perception of the earth was instantly activated, and everything around him was in his eyes.
In the grass not far away, the soil was slightly bulging, and a black shadow was approaching him little by little!
He did not even need to look. Just by the boiling demonic Warlock blood in his body, he could determine who it was.
"Who ordered this Blade Demon to do this?"
"Although I have offended many people, I don't seem to have many dealings with the Abyss, right?"
"Could it be Balhe's father? So fast to react? "
He did not think much of it, and still maintained his posture.
On the surface, he was still walking toward the box.
But in fact, his hands were already tightly gripping the two muskets.
He knew that the Blade Demon's physique was very strong, and it would be difficult to kill him with just two muskets.
In this field, the Legendary rules were ineffective, and the Blade Demon, who was good at melee combat, had the advantage.
But Ma Wen was not afraid of him.
He had his own way of dealing with demons.
The Blade Demon was still sneaking closer.
His movements were very patient. Hiding under the soil was his strongest ability. If not for the ability that Master Kang En had taught Ma Wen was too powerful, he probably would not have noticed him at all.
He was waiting, waiting for the moment when Ma Wen bent down to open the box.
That would be the moment when Ma Wen would be least prepared.
"Kill this human, and the mission will be completed."
At this moment, the Blade Demon only had eyes for Ma Wen.
The next second, Ma Wen bent down.
Whoosh!
The black shadow behind him suddenly exploded.
…
On the cold hunting ground, human figures appeared one after another.
Most of them were pale, but they could barely maintain their calm.
In a corner of the hunting ground, a girl with crimson eyes looked at the four men beside her with ill intentions. She seemed to be talking to herself.
"So, the hunt has begun?"
"Let's do it …" The whisperer said lazily, "Although I don't know who opened the Autumn Hunting Ground, it is definitely not the God of the Wilderness … The current him is definitely not that bored. If he has the power to open the Autumn Hunting Ground, he will definitely choose to wake up. But if it is someone else, then there is nothing to be afraid of. "
"Kill them. They are not good people anyway. If you get enough Hunter's Marks, you can enter the real Wilderness Temple."
"At that time, you will have the chance to get the Cold Light Grasp."
"Teacher, you don't have to care about my feelings." Isabelle said calmly, "Even if the four of them are good people, I will still do it."
The Winter Assassin was speechless by the little girl's words.
As for the other four people, they were baffled.
The four of them were adventurers who lived near Holy Light City and came from a secondary plane.
Because of some coincidences, they arrived at the Scarlet Wastelands and experienced a near-death experience to become Legendary Masters.
This time, they heard that the Cold Light Grasp appeared in the Eastern Wilderness of Holy Light City, so they came to try their luck.
In the end, they did not get the Cold Light Grasp, but met a beautiful girl.
She looked a little crazy, and often talked to herself.
The four proposed to go together, and Isabelle did not refuse.
However, when the black vortex dragged them into the Autumn Hunting Ground, their nature was exposed.
"I'm sorry, little girl." One of them licked his lips, "We all need Hunter's Marks. It seems that we can only borrow yours first …"
However, before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed —
A head fell to the ground!
"How many times have I told you, don't use your talent!" The Winter Assassin scolded in Isabelle's ear.
"Teacher, I didn't," Isabelle said softly, and her eyes became a little excited.
"In this place, their reactions and speed seem to be slower."
"And me, the rules here don't seem to affect me."
The other three men looked at their companion's headless body that was constantly bleeding, and suddenly their eyes widened.
However, it was too late to escape at this time.
… …
In the gloomy hunting ground, a small team of holy power appeared.
"It really is the territory of the God of the Wilderness."
"If we can enter the Wilderness Temple this time and get the Cold Light Grasp, we will definitely be rewarded by the God!"
A mage looked fearlessly at the empty sky in the distance and said loudly, "We will succeed!"
Behind him, a total of six temple warriors silently pulled out their swords.
The swords flickered, but the emblem of the Temple of Dreams was unusually bright.
The mage looked at the Paladin who was carrying the girl and said with a gentle expression:
"You can change your faith, this is the best solution."
"The God of Truth is dead, and the glory of our God shines on the entire universe. The Temple of Dreams is your final destination. "
"This task is to prove whether your faith is sincere or not. Help me complete this task, and I will complete the safe faith conversion ritual for you. At the same time, I will also lift the curse on this little girl as promised."
The Paladin's expression was extremely painful.
But when he thought of the horrible scene of the little girl's curse acting up behind him, he finally lowered his proud head.
After failing to ask for help everywhere in Holy Light City, he finally agreed to the request of the Temple of Dreams.
Changing his faith.
Abandoning the God of Truth and worshiping the God of Dreams.
Of course, he did not give up immediately. Considering that this task was very likely to use the Paladin's Avatar of Truth, the mage delayed the faith conversion ritual and promised that as long as Griffin helped them complete this task, he would definitely help.
Griffin had no other choice.
"The God of Truth is dead."
"But the truth will never die."
The Paladin said calmly, "Let's go. I can feel a group of monsters with Hunter's Marks gathering in front of us."
"The sooner you obtain enough Hunter's Marks and enter the Wilderness Temple, the better for your task."
… …
In every corner of the hunting ground, most of the Legendary masters had already appeared.
Some of them had met others at the beginning and started fighting; some were still exploring alone, and some were deep in the monster's nest and directly drowned by the sea of monsters.
And at this time, in an inconspicuous corner, the space suddenly distorted.
A little girl of 12 or 13 years old suddenly appeared in this space.
The others were all sucked in by the vortex.
She was the only one who actually walked into this hunting ground on her own.
In the sky, the moon flashed, as if it meant something.
The little girl looked at the moon coldly and muttered to herself.
"Fania, it's time to fulfill your promise."
"And that locust … it's time to return the power that belongs to Anzyme to us."
She held a flower in her hand. The flower had five petals, and two spots seemed to be empty.
She looked at the five-colored flower silently, and an old woman's voice appeared in her mind.
"Only by reconstructing the power of Anzyme can you become the true Queen of Witches."
"Of the seven types of witchcraft curses, we've already taken back five. The remaining two are all up to you."
Thinking of this, she directly strode into the depths of the wilderness!
There, a lofty palace was faintly discernible.
… …
In the valley, by the bonfire, next to the storage box.
The moment the Blade Demon revealed its murderous intent, Ma Wen reacted quickly.
He rushed forward, dodging the Blade Demon's fierce attack.
His left foot stepped on the box, and his body twisted rapidly!
Bang bang!
With two backhand shots, he accurately fired at the Blade Demon's chest!
At such a close distance, it was very difficult to dodge a flintlock attack!
The Blade Demon's attack was immediately blocked. Although his body was very strong, he was still at a disadvantage against two flintlocks.
Using this opportunity, Ma Wen forcibly retreated from the space.
In the next second, the flintlocks in his hands suddenly disappeared.
[Hand Skill – Weapon Switch]!
The two pistols suddenly turned into a shotgun!
"Constantine said that this thing's bullets are used to kill demons. I wonder if it's useful."
Such a thought flashed through Ma Wen's mind.
He did not hesitate to pull the trigger!
Boom!
A powerful recoil pushed him down the hill.
… …
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