A simple but hearty breakfast.
When Sauron brought the little Vivian downstairs, Gloria also came out at this time. She glanced at the little girl next to her, her lips moved slightly, but there was no sound, only A word rang in Sauron's ears: "Vivien had another nightmare last night!"
Sauron nodded silently, his face was solemn and he did not speak.
This is already the third time!
As time passed, the signs that Vivienne was the Son of God became more and more obvious, and the frequency of her nightmares became higher and higher, and the time interval between the last two nightmares became shorter. Although the little girl often smiled and didn't say anything, Sauron knew that she must have guessed something. Vivienne has been very smart since she was a child. Although she doesn't like to show it, she is definitely not a simple, obedient and sensible girl. In many cases, she is smarter and sharper than Sauron, but it is not obvious due to her current age.
After all, she is only eight years old this year.
When they went downstairs, the halfling figure had just entered through the gate. There were obvious wet marks on his feet, as if he had been active outside. Aladdin quietly walked to Sauron's side, found a stool to sit down, and said in a low voice, "Last night, the elf patrol guard was attacked. I couldn’t find out what kind of lycanthropy did it. The elf patrol guard was very angry and seemed to be planning to contact other patrol guards to dispatch.”
lycanthropy.
It mainly refers to those human-like creatures, such as jackals, tauren, lion-faced men, centaurs, tiger-headed monsters, goats, harpies, siren sirens, etc. There are parts of these creatures Overtly human, and then partly overtly bestial. It is said that they are the product of some taboo experiments during the Arcane Empire, and some of them are ancient life forms that existed very early. Anyway, they have existed for a long time, and most of them are scattered around the world in ethnic groups and tribes.
Another kind of intelligent life is the orc, which is the same original species of life as human beings, not a kind of lycanthropy.
"Mara, the god of hunting?"
Sauron frowned and paused for a moment before saying in a deep voice, "Are you sure its followers attacked the elves?"
Aladdin nodded with certainty, "Very sure."
"It seems troublesome." Sauron looked up at Gloria, and suddenly said to the half-ling human next to him: "We are going to leave later, do you plan to continue traveling with us, or do you have other arrangements?"
Are you going to leave so suddenly
The halfling looked at Sauron in astonishment, and Gloria beside him also raised her head in astonishment.
Aladdin was still puzzled, but the Witch of the North took a deep look at Sauron, then nodded slightly and said, "Yes. We will continue to set off later, traveling all the way to the country of ice and snow."
The halfling showed a embarrassed expression, and said in a low voice, "Go to such a far place? Is it cold over there?"
The door of the hotel was pushed open.
An elf guard with a gloomy face walked up. He glanced at the hotel, his eyes paused on Sauron for a moment, and then he closed the door and left.
There are no followers of the God of Hunting in this hotel!
Sauron quickly stood up, glanced at Gloria and said, "Pack up your things, we'll leave later."
The halfling visibly struggled.
He stood there thinking for a long time before whispering: "I don't plan to go that far away, or we'll separate like this. If you have time to find me in Shire, I will definitely treat you to a big meal. "
Sauron smiled and replied: "Okay. You'd better not get involved in this matter, believers of the Hunting God are all crazy."
Obviously.
Sauron held back his curiosity and didn't get involved in what happened last night, but the halfling couldn't hold back his curiosity and went to inquire.
They quickly decide to leave.
Vivienne followed behind very quietly, and Gloria didn't ask any more questions. Only the halfling remained in place, watching them leave with some pity. The colleagues and the witch in front of me must have a story, and the little girl is not simple, her talent is undoubtedly very powerful, although the wanderer is not very clear about the talent of the wizard, but in the eyes of the halfling, Vivienne is undoubtedly Terrific great wizard talent. He glanced hesitantly at the location of the temple, and finally remembered Sauron's warning, and did not get involved in this matter again.
Sauron is right, the followers of the God of Hunting are indeed a little crazy!
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All the way to go out a long way.
When Sauron put down Vivienne to rest, Gloria walked over with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice, "Why do you want to leave all of a sudden?"
It seemed that she trusted Sauron a lot, but she didn't ask until now.
Sauron glanced at the village behind, and then slowly said: "The God of Hunting should also be asleep. As a relatively weak god, once he falls asleep, believer priests may not be able to obtain divine spells!"
"It is estimated that this attack was a hunting ceremony."
The Northland Witch's knowledge is undoubtedly very rich. She glanced at Sauron hesitantly, and murmured: "You mean, the attack this time may be for the legendary blood?"
Sauron nodded silently, and said in a deep voice, "The God of Hunting is only interested in hunting rituals above legendary."
The god of hunting - Mara.
A primitive deity with weak divine power. He is also known as the king of beasts and the beast of black blood. He is a chaotic and evil deity who likes bloody killings and ruthless hunting rituals. The more powerful the hunting target, the easier it is to attract its attention. His body is a creature that looks like an ape but has a hideous face. It has black hair and blood-red skin. Its face looks a bit like an orc, but its appearance is even uglier and more ferocious.
Many gods are not humans or humanoids, some are purely intelligent beasts.
Mara, the god of hunting, is such a god. It is a rare monster that became a god for some reason. The believers are mainly evil lycanthropes, hunters who enjoy hunting, people who like blood and some degenerates. Ranger Druid. This is the easiest god to wake up and descend. His desire for legendary blood is very strong. As long as it is a hunting target above legend, it may attract its incarnation to descend.
There are quite a few groups of lycanthropes who believe in the God of Hunting nearby!
Sauron estimated that at least half of the possibility is that the lycanthropy is holding some kind of ceremony. In the hunting ceremony of 'Legendary Blood', the lycanthropy will also hunt and kill a large number of ordinary creatures to pave the way. Mara is a very weird god. He appreciates hunting powerful targets. The more powerful the prey, the easier it is to attract his attention. If it is just killing ordinary creatures, he will not even care at all.
This legendary hunting ritual can strengthen his divine power!
In order to please this evil deity, his followers will try to hunt legendary targets every once in a while.
Beasts at first, and even intelligent creatures later!
The Northland Witch took a deep look into the distance, lowered her voice, and said, "There is a red copper dragon nearby. Could it be that you targeted it?"
legendary creature.
The dragon is undoubtedly the most standard legendary creature.
Sauron also thought about it, looked at the other party and said: "Slaying a dragon is not that easy. If it is not necessary, Mara's followers should not try to slay a dragon."
Creatures of chaotic evil alignment are more insane.
The followers of Mara are all crazy guys, Sauron can't determine their goals, and doesn't want to have too much interaction with them.
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In the dense virgin forest.
A black wolf man leaped between the woods. It was different from the wolf man Sauron had seen before. This wolf man appeared more vigorous and dangerous. Its pupils were faint green, and its figure shuttled through the woods like a phantom. , often fly by in an instant, and it is difficult for the naked eye to catch its trace. It is wearing some kind of leather armor made of black animal skin. It does not have any weapons on its body, but at the position of its sharp claws, you can see the cold light of steel. Its claws are actually replaced by metal with some special means. of.
Slap!
The jackal who couldn't determine the level landed, glanced at the side with faint green eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The ceremony is about to begin. We must wake up the attention of the hunting god. Without the blessing of the god, the group will become more and more powerful." Weakness, our prey will be less and less."
Heavy footsteps came.
What appeared was a very strong half-breed orc who looked like a little giant. Its face was ferocious and its fangs were exposed. It glanced at the wolf man in front of it and said: "The ritual must require a legendary level prey."
"I know there is a red copper dragon nearby, but with our strength, there seems to be no way to kill it!"
The jackal showed a smirk, with sharp metal teeth on the right, and said, "No need to slay the dragon. I know there is a son of fear nearby. The blood of these sons of god will definitely attract my lord's attention more than the dragon."
Son of God
The mixed-blood orc looked around, and there were many strange-looking creatures beside it. The believers of the hunting god were very complicated, including humans and orcs, even intelligent beasts, and those dark creatures who enjoyed hunting.
The black jackal looked at the others, and said in a deep voice, "I've seen him display his divine power. It seems that he has just woken up. Some of you are going to prepare other sacrifices, and the other part is following the prey with me!"
"I believe that using a son of God as a sacrifice will definitely reawaken Mara's attention!"
A series of vigorous figures flew out, and these hunters whose strength was conservatively above the third level scattered, accompanied by various strange howls, and quickly dispersed into the dense forest. The jackal raised his sharp metal claws, and used the sharp claws to draw a bloodstain on his face. Drops of blood dripped down the side of his face, as did the other remaining creatures. A cut was made on his forehead, and then he knelt down on one knee and began to pray, with a devout and crazy smile on his face.
Hunting ceremony!
This is the moment where it really begins!
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