The elite demon hunter team led by Hasselblad and the investigation team led by Hao Ren met in front of the family hall as scheduled. When the two sides met, everyone except Hao Ren and the others subconsciously became nervous. Wayne Hesperis and Hesperis remained calm on the surface, but the brilliance of magic began to emerge in their hands, and the demon hunters clenched their crossbows and holy silver daggers tightly, and the atmosphere on the scene became tense in an instant.
Even though they were well prepared before, they were mortal enemies for ten thousand years after all. This kind of reaction to fight immediately after meeting has almost become an instinct engraved in their bones. It is not that they can be suppressed with a little psychological preparation.
As for Lily dangling the sign... this one was ignored.
The young demon hunter subconsciously raised his crossbow to aim at the aliens on the opposite side of the square. Wayne bared his fangs and responded in a deterrent manner. Hasselblad nodded from a distance: "Why, are you really going to fight? Has the witcher degenerated to the point where he can only think with his muscles?"
"Don't do anything yet," Hasselblad raised his hand to stop the subordinates around him, and then nodded to Vivienne, "Your Excellency, Countess, long time no see."
The two "leaders"—at least on the demon hunter's side, Vivienne was the leader on the other side—kept a few words at a distance, and the atmosphere eased a little. Extremely vigilant and slowly lowered their weapons, but the Leta Spell Cards in everyone's hands remained active. The same is true for Wayne and Hesperis: despite the peaceful gesture on the surface, they are both in a state of violence at any time.
This is the maximum degree of restraint that can be maintained when aliens and demon hunters meet face to face.
Vivienne was already very satisfied with this situation, and she showed a slight smile: "That's fine, I don't like to watch you fight and kill all day long, it's been so many years, the great hatred is not enough to wear away Is it?"
Most of the demon hunters were looking at Vivienne curiously. Some of them had only heard of the name "The Countess Who Called the Red Moon" but had never seen it before. Even hunters who have been educated in hatred since childhood will inevitably look in awe at the heterogeneous ancestors that are older than the origin of the demon hunter organization. Hasselblad ignored the actions of the subordinates around him. He, Bai Huo and the black-skinned and bald-headed man took a few steps forward: "I don't think we should talk about those unnecessary greetings when we meet. Everyone knows that I am here today." What is it here for. Do you have any suggestions?"
Vivienne looked at the fighters Hasselblad brought, and said casually, "Let's act together."
As soon as this remark came out, it wasn't just those ordinary demon hunters who started commotion. Even Hasselblad and Baihuo were a little surprised, they said in unison: "Act together?!"
Vivienne nodded seriously to show that she wasn't joking, and then turned her body slightly to reveal the family hall behind: "You can go in and see for yourself. This time the situation is different from anything you have dealt with before."
Hasselblad glanced at Vivienne suspiciously, bowed his head and strode into the hall of the Ancatero family, followed by several master witchers.
After a while, Hasselblad led the people out of the hall. His face can almost be described as dark clouds, extreme seriousness and astonishment mixed together, he waved to the soldiers outside to signal everyone to be calm, then turned to Vivian: "Just do what you want Bar."
The demon hunters all had different expressions after hearing the leader's decision, some were surprised, some were hard to accept, and some were at a loss. These hunters have been educated in absolute hatred of aliens since they were young, and the weird phenomenon of "innate hostility" has permeated every hunter from birth to the present. There is no such option as "cooperating with aliens" in their brain circuits. Therefore, Hasselblad's words made many hunters feel like a fantasy. But after a commotion, no demon hunter stood up to express objection: Hasselblad was the absolute leader of this team, as a highly respected "elder" hunter. He only needs to be responsible to the top twelve "saints", and his orders can be regarded as the decision of the Supreme Council of Elders when he acts outside. This is beyond doubt.
Vivian turned her head slightly to the side: "Wayne, do you have any objections?"
Wayne exhaled, with a strange expression on his face: "Everything is under your orders. But... this is really a rare experience."
A group of demon hunters reluctantly came together with Hao Ren and the others, and this strangest "joint investigation team" in history was forcibly combined. Hao Ren never imagined that the atmosphere formed by people gathering together could be so weird. Walking in the middle of the line, he felt goosebumps all over his body, the kind of people who were on guard, prying, hostile, nervous but no one dared to The first-hand atmosphere makes people feel like sitting on pins and needles. And he is definitely not the only one who feels this way, even the demon hunters themselves are all tense and livid. Hao Ren thought for a while, this situation is a bit like a large group of people hugging gas tanks together . Then they suddenly realized that someone might be going to smoke a cigarette to calm down...
Lily was quite sensitive to the atmosphere, so she moved to Hao Ren's side uncomfortable. The tail swelled like a sword mound: "Landlord, these people really don't know how to fight?"
"Should...the fight won't happen," Hao Ren looked at Vivienne and Hasselblad uncomfortably, "These two seem to be able to calm down the situation."
The joint investigators walked towards the family hall, but Hesperis came to Hasselblad calmly: "Long time no see. The last time...was in Athens, right?"
Hasselblad noticed Hesperis just now, and the white fire and the bald man beside him also knew the enmity between the "Twilight Goddess" and Hasselblad, so when Hesperis suddenly approached Both of them tensed up. However, the expression on Hasselblad's face remained unchanged: "Long time no see, Hesperis. Your injury...is healed."
"We should thank some strange 'doctor'," Hesperis said without any sadness or joy in his expression, "It's you, who seems to be blind."
Hasu's eyes drifted slightly to Vivienne, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's an honor to be blinded by that one eye. By the way, I remember that you were crazy when you were in the sanctuary in Athens I rushed out suddenly, just now I was worried that you would do the same this time."
Hesperis gently stroked the place on her forehead where there was a brain hole, and she couldn't see what she was thinking in her smile: "Heh - after taking out the arrow, it seems that even the personality has been restored."
Hasselblad's expression was indifferent: "It seems that I accidentally turned a peaceful 'god' into a tyrannical one."
Hesperis looked at Hasselblad silently for a while, and she didn't know how deep thoughts were hidden in her eyes shining with amber light like dusk, but in the end she just nodded slightly, and retreated as if nothing had happened. To Vivian's side.
Hasselblad maintained his usual indifferent and serious expression, and the conversation just now seemed to have no effect on him.
The two rivals who had a deep hatred and great grievance had such a casual conversation, but it made the onlookers break into a cold sweat. After they retreated, Hao Ren was a little confused. He touched Vivienne next to him: "What do you mean?"
"'I still remember what you did back then, but now the conditions are not suitable, so let's not fight'."
"Oh, I understand as soon as you translate..."
Although there was an uncomfortably tense atmosphere between the witcher and Wayne and Hesperis, this atmosphere weakened after everyone entered the hall: the corpses of the witcher in the hall made Hassu The soldiers who brought him had no time to care about him. They immediately went forward to check the condition of each corpse, and soon some important figures were identified.
"This is Master Abaddon!" "Master Croanne is here!" "The body of Elder Marduk was found!"
The reports of the demon hunters sounded everywhere, and they couldn't care less about confronting Hao Ren and the others at the moment. One by one, they either checked the corpses, or checked the residual magic power in the hall, or checked the damage of the hall itself to reverse the situation at that time. After the battle here, the scene suddenly became busy and noisy. Although these demon hunters give the impression that they are a group of stubborn violent elements, it has to be said that they are really experts in this field.
At least he is more professional than Hao Ren.
And Vivian brought Hasselblad to Amtura's body: "Do you know this? Is it Amtura?"
Hasselblad recognized it: "Yes, that's him. Huh? This is what he left behind?"
His eyes fell on the message on the pillar beside Amtullah. (to be continued~^~)