The metal cup was placed on the thick, sturdy table. There were no decorations on the surface of the cup. It was rough, but it was sturdy enough. The sweet eggnog inside shone brightly under the sunlight.
Not only was the sweet egg wine cheap, but it was also very popular, especially in the Northern Lands near the border of Mozaar. The sweet egg wine that could bring warmth to one's body had become a must-have for every traveler.
Khorów was no exception.
Even though he was retired, he still enjoyed having a cup of coffee in the afternoon.
However, today was an exception.
Khorów, who was holding a glass of wine, stared blankly at the empty space. His gaze was unfocused as he fell into deep thought.
The shop assistant at the side saw his boss like this and immediately left quietly.
Over the past few days, these employees had gotten used to their boss's dazed state from time to time.
In the beginning, there were people who asked, but Khorów always kept his mouth shut, or when he was anxious, he directly reprimanded them, and these people knew what to do.
Then, the door closed silently.
After a few minutes, Khorów let out a heavy sigh.
Snake school?
Is there really a Snake school?
The retired Demon Hunter scratched the remaining hair on his head with a doubtful expression.
He recalled the man who called himself 'Snake school Corin' from two days ago.
At first, he didn't believe the other party's words.
Even though Kieran appeared to be powerful and acted like a Demon Hunter, Kieran had never heard of the Snake Sect that Kieran mentioned.
Therefore, he only thought that the other party was making things up.
If the other party had explained to him at that time, he would have stubbornly believed that the other party was a liar.
However, the other party did not explain.
He didn't even try to defend himself.
He said, "Those who know, must know, those who don't know, will never know!" and returned to his room.
Moreover, in the next few days, the other party did not look for him even once.
He was familiar with this technique.
In fact, he had used similar techniques to fool many annoying fellows.
But …
Was this really a bluff technique?
One day, two days, three days.
At first, he didn't believe it at all. But now, Khorów became dubious.
Because no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find anything worthy of being deceived by the other party.
His hotel?
For ordinary people, it was a good property.
But for someone as powerful as the other party, it was really beneath his notice.
The equipment he left behind?
That was even more impossible.
He had originally intended to give those things to Duan Ling Tian, and he was already prepared to do so when he showed Duan Ling Tian the Lone Wolf's Mark. He believed that Duan Ling Tian must have felt it, otherwise, he wouldn't have rejected it so directly.
Khorów's breathing quickened when he recalled the other party's answer.
"What a bastard!"
"I don't care if you are from Snake school or not, you are still an annoying bastard!"
"But …"
"Is there really a Snake school?"
"Different from the common Demon Hunters, Demon Hunters who hide in the dark?"
Khorów muttered softly.
He was recalling the history of the Demon Hunters.
It seemed like every time the Demon Hunters were supposed to go extinct, they would somehow survive, as if there was an unknown existence protecting the 'seed' of the Demon Hunters.
If there really was a 'Snake school' …
It seemed to be able to explain everything.
Because of that, Khorów didn't recklessly contact the Demon Hunters that he was familiar with.
He wasn't sure whether he could trust the Demon Hunters that he used to know.
That war that almost led to the Demon Hunters' annihilation, although it was to investigate the Black Cataclysm, Kieran always thought the Demon Hunters had internal problems as well.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been defeated so easily.
Maybe the people from Snake school knew about it as well.
The people from Snake school were also hiding during that war. They discovered something, but they didn't spread it out in time. Instead, they gave some hints to the others. Therefore, Snake school became even more secretive.
They didn't spread the 'seed' of the Demon Hunters right away. Instead, they went into hiding, searching for the truth.
They came to Kieran after a series of tests, confirming that Kieran wasn't a problem.
Then, they hoped to get some secret information from Kieran.
Khorów thought quietly.
His thoughts unconsciously leaned towards the positive side.
It was human's habit.
They liked the positive side and hated the negative side.
When things happened, they would always cling to luck. Even when malicious intentions came, they would still cling to luck. Until death came, it wouldn't change.
Even if Khorów was a Demon Hunter, it wouldn't change that fact.
Because …
From the bottom of his heart, Khorów couldn't accept the crushing defeat of the Demon Hunters.
Even if he chose to retire.
After hesitating for a while, Khorów decided to have a frank talk with Corin.
He couldn't wait any longer.
If he waited any longer, he would really go bald!
He carefully combed the few remaining strands of hair from the left to the right, sticking it to his scalp. Then, he finished the eggnog in one gulp. Feeling the heat rising from his stomach, Khorów rubbed his fat belly. His eyes couldn't help but look at the direction of the War Shrine through the window. Dark clouds covered the sky and Thunder rumbled.
"God of War?"
"Yup."
Khorów pouted in disdain.
The reason why people didn't like Demon Hunters had a lot to do with their beliefs.
They didn't believe in any gods, not even if they pretended to believe in them.
They only believed in their teachers, parents, family and friends.
They only believed in the weapons in their hands.
They didn't belong to the light.
They didn't belong to the darkness.
They walked on the edge of death.
There was no glory without praise.
There was no chanting of hymns.
There was only the pride in their hearts.
Instinctively, he raised his head and placed it on his chest, feeling the strong beating of his heart. Khorów grinned widely and strode towards his closet.
A folded battle axe.
A tattered windbreaker.
A hat with a tattered edge.
Beside it was a backpack that was filled with age as well. A short gun was inserted in one side of the backpack and a couple of throwing knives on the other side. Inside the backpack were some miscellaneous items.
Khorów picked up the folded battle axe and grabbed the backpack.
With a flick of his hand, the folded battle-ax immediately unfurled into a long-handled battle-ax.
Holding the battle axe with one hand, Khorów performed a vertical chop to his side.
Kaboom!
The axe smashed into the ground with a dull sound of breaking through the air.
The stone floor was shattered, dust and smoke rose up and blocked the view of the whole room. Then, Khorów swung the battle axe horizontally again.
Wuuu!
The axe brought a strong wind, stirring up layers of dust and smoke as it slashed at the seemingly empty space.
Bang!
A figure was smashed out.
It was a figure covered in grayish-black clothes. The moment the figure landed on the ground, it rolled away like smoke.
Looking at the scene, Khorów laughed coldly a few times.
If it was before, when he was silently affected by that bastard's instigation ability, this kind of concealment method was naturally flawless. But now?
Facing a real sober Demon Hunter, his hiding method was like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
Khorów pulled out the short gun.
Unlike the common short musket, this gun was thicker and the muzzle was as big as an adult's fist. The moment the trigger was pulled …
Kaboom!
Sparks flashed like a cannon.
The tiny bullet shrouded everything in a 100-degree angle in front of Khorów, crushing everything within 5 meters.
Whether it was the tables, chairs or the enemy.
The enemy's body, including his body, didn't have a single piece of good flesh left. His body twitched in the dark, widened his eyes at Khorów before he breathed his last.
Khorów didn't care about the enemy at all. He exerted force on his feet and retreated rapidly.
Bang!
His fat body smashed into the wall behind him.
The moment Khorów left the room, the body on the floor expanded like a balloon. Then, sparks flickered.
Kaboom!
The room that Khorów lived in was blasted into the sky.
Khorów didn't suffer any actual damage after he escaped the explosion range. However, he was covered in dust. He spat out the dirt from his mouth and stabbed the battle axe behind him.
There was more than one enemy!
Amidst the aftermath of the explosion, the enemies that were wrapped in layers revealed themselves one after another.
They stacked on top of each other and surrounded Holuff in a dense formation.
These figures were similar to the previous enemies. All of them had the body shape of a human but their presence was like that of a beast. Even though their faces were covered by bandages, one could still hear their hoarse growls.
They were like a pack of wolves, circling around Khorów, looking for the Demon Hunter's weakness.
Holuff squinted his eyes and placed the poleaxe in front of him horizontally. His fat body slightly bent over, making him look like a huge wine barrel.
Then …
He spun rapidly!
The battle axe swung up and down!
One after another, axe blades flew through the air, cutting through the air, bringing with it streams of wind blades.
A moment later, when the wind blades converged, a small tornado appeared.
It spun crazily and its strong suction force sucked the surrounding enemies into it and tore them into pieces.
However, more enemies appeared in the surroundings.
They didn't show any fear. They stared at Khorów.
They were waiting!
They were waiting for the moment when Khorów was exhausted!
They knew that this move was very powerful.
But it couldn't last long.
The moment Holuff slowed down, it would be the moment of his death!
Clairehore was very sure about this.
Standing in the crowd, Clairehore looked at Khorów coldly. Although he knew about the so-called 'Snake school' from Luncar, he didn't take it seriously.
A bunch of people hiding in the shadows. Before the Black Cataclysm, they might have caused some trouble. But now?
It was impossible!
Their target was no longer these mortals.
The 'mist' was more troublesome than expected.
Clairehore looked at the thick mist that suddenly appeared in the distance.
This person who had silently 'descended' had actually become a demigod-like existence.
"So, the so-called Snake school Demon Hunters aren't useless after all."
Clairehore, who was wearing a black robe, laughed in disdain.
Demigod?
Of course not.
However, he was not afraid of a demigod.
After all, the one standing behind him was a true God.
So, he chose the most direct way.
He would kill Khorów and then the so-called Snake school Demon Hunter.
Then?
If only more Snake school Demon Hunters popped up.
He would kill every single one of them.
In the end, it would be the so-called 'mist'.
But it wasn't something he should worry about.
The God behind him would deal with the Demon school.
Mortals deal with mortals.
The God would deal with the God.
It was the rule of the Northern Lands.
The Silent Night Secret Order might be secretive and strange, but with Lady Calamity as their backing, they didn't mind following the rule anymore.
After all, it was beneficial to them, wasn't it?
Just like now, he could ignore the God behind him and use his absolute advantage to achieve an overwhelming victory.
As the whirlwind got smaller and smaller, Khorów's stamina was starting to weaken, Clairehore's smile grew even more arrogant and disdainful.
He had won once again!
This feeling …
It was wonderful!
Dak Dak Dak!
Clear footsteps came from the side. The arrogant and disdainful smile on Clairehore's face reached its peak. He turned around and saw Kieran walking out from the shadows.
"Shouldn't snakes hide in the shadows?"
Snakes that show themselves aren't dangerous, "Clairehore said slowly.
Clairehore said slowly and then frowned.
The arrogant and disdainful look on Kieran's face made him uncomfortable.
He was used to looking at people like that.
But he wasn't used to people looking at him like that.
Especially when the feeling was real and not faked, Clairehore somehow felt a sense of anger.
"Go!"
Clairehore waved his hand.
The men around him immediately dashed towards Kieran as he walked out of the room.
It was exactly the same as how they surrounded Khorów.
The advantage of numbers was fully utilized by these people.
But …
Hiss!
Suddenly, a series of snake hisses rang out.
Thick snake shadows sprung out from the ground and coiled around the men.
All of a sudden, the men who surrounded Kieran were stunned on the spot.
Not only them, but even Clairehore was shocked.
Their mouths were wide open, their faces were filled with fear and their bodies were twisting.
"Aaaargh!
Don't come near me!
Go away! "
Clairehore shouted loudly, his hands dancing in the air, chasing away the giant snake that shouldn't be there.
[Sword Skill, Myriad Viper]!
It was a sword skill but actually an illusion that was a mental technique.
An illusion was fake when one knew it was fake.
But if one treated it as real …
Then it would be real!
A giant black longsword appeared in Kieran's hand.
Without any fancy moves, Kieran slashed Clairehore in half.
The tremendous pain woke Clairehore up.
"Illusion, illusion technique?"
Not bad at all!
"But you used pain to bring me out. That was your biggest mistake!"
After being slashed in half, Clairehore quickly woke up. He didn't die, instead, he stared at Kieran in high spirits, ready to launch another attack.
However, he once again saw the disdainful expression that made him extremely uncomfortable.
"I will kill you!
Kill … Aaaaaargh! "
Clairehore shouted furiously, but at the next moment, his shout was replaced by an agonizing scream.
Black flames burst out from his body, the fire of desire burning fiercely.
Pride didn't even look at him, turning around and walking towards Khorów. Black flames started to spread around Pride, engulfing every member of Silent Night Secret Order.
They were like lotus blooming in the abyss.
Blooming.
.。 m.
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