Chapter 434 The Son of God Who Descended Into the World (4400 Words)

It is naturally not Elny's evil taste to hold Elny and the others on the legs of the big griffin.

As the only air transportation tool of Ailin... not... it is the only air transportation tool of the Wolf School and even the entire Northern Continent, he naturally has to make full use of the "good girl" maneuverability.

The young demon hunter cannot get involved in such a thing as the arrival of the evil god, but it does not mean that it will not work in the future.

And when encountering crises that even Ailin cannot solve, such as failing to prevent the evil god from coming, we can't expect the sorcerers to remember to take them all away.

The alienation between the Witchhunter and Aritusa is one aspect.

The witch hunter and the sorcerer must be separated from the front and rear of the battlefield. When the situation is urgent, there is no time to come to rescue him.

And if the partner is not the sorcerers who have good relationships with Eritusa, but the witches, can we still expect them to understand the righteousness?

What's more, not all battles will show warlocks.

Such a situation will almost inevitably happen as the strength of the Demon Hunting Legion increases and the number of battles it participates in gradually increases.

Therefore, it is also important to escape in time.

Of course, Ailin will also send a portal.

But even so, it does not prevent another evacuation method that has been exposed to the outside world.

And again.

The number of people in the Demon Hunting Legion is not static, and of course the more instant transfer methods, the better.

Therefore, it is crucial to improve the carrying capacity of a good girl and ensure the combat effectiveness of carrying the witch hunter.

To do this, it is important to allow the witch hunter to adapt to the harsh environment of high-speed flight and strong winds. In addition...

"Captain! Leader! Help!"

"Claw! Claw!"

...

The young witch hunter's passionate cry for help came from the strong wind.

in addition……

The big griffin also has to get used to having more people on its claws so that it will not habitually kill the future of the Wolf School with one claw.

certainly.

The young witch hunter's shouts were still a little exaggerated.

The positions with hooked "rings" tied to the claws were tried by Ailin and Visemir several times, and even each iron ring, Ailin tried in the sky.

The big griffin pinched his claws, and at most it was a little uncomfortable.

"Good girl, loose claws."

Ailin heard the sound of the link in his mind.

"Spit~"

The big griffin shouted aggrievedly.

Not long.

The cry for help stopped one after another in the wind.

"The corpse-eating creatures near Airland have been almost cleaned up," Visemir looked at the birds aroused by the pressure of the big griffons in Mahakan. "Then we have to go farther. .”

"I thought it would take at least one week to clean up to this level..."

This is thanks to the newly acquired beast roaring life whisper.

Ailin thought.

The exploration range of a small city changes from dark to lighter depending on the height of "life force".

As soon as he stepped into Mahakan, he roared at a glance, the "crunchy" monsters like corpse-eating creatures were clear.

No matter how cunning the Ghoul is, no matter how sensitive the sense of smell is, it is useless to hide.

If it weren't for the mountain roads and the physical condition was weak two days ago, I would have reached the current progress yesterday.

to be honest.

If he was hunted for the corpse-eating creatures he had been hunted these two days, he would have to report someone to cheat.

Although in this world, there should not be a "platform" to accept it.

But he knew that Visemir said this at this time and felt that he should have felt that he was really feeling, but more of it should be testing.

"Whispering life..." Ailin said softly, "I call this... well... skill a whispering life..."

Visemir's dark golden cat eyes flashed, looking at him.

Ailin sighed in his heart.

With his relationship with Visemir, why did he take so many turns?

Except for the ones given by the system, he learned almost all his skills from Visemir.

Visemir never hid his own private life, and even wished to instill all the learnings he had learned throughout his life into Ailin's mind.

But Elin knew that this might be the sequelae of his refusal to learn to "trace" when he ambushed Wigofotez.

"So?" Visemir looked at him expectantly.

"You can learn," said Alin, "I'm actually teaching."

"Already teaching?" Visemir was stunned for a moment. Thinking of the roar of Ailin every time he entered the mountain, a flash of inspiration, "Is it?"

"It's just violent." Ailin nodded.

"ah?"

Visemille's face showed bitterness, like a poor student, and she could only play games after hearing about finishing her homework.

"Although the spell of the Ice Spear is strange... it is a bit strange, but at least it can condense a ball of ice in the palm of your palm on the first day."

"But violent..."

He paused and looked embarrassed:

"I yelled at that skill for two days, my throat was almost hoarse. I was still pinching my hand by the old priest passing by the temple. I asked if it was too stressful. I nagged for most of the day, but two days passed and there was no sign at all. …”

"Airin, is there really the energy you mentioned in the blood of the witch hunter?"

"I only heard that the core of the witch hunter is the mutated organ transformed from the Green Grass Trial..."

Ailin did not seem to see the embarrassment on Visemill's face, and did not answer his question, but interrupted him, and then said:

"Visermere, I call it the way of roar."

"Rampage is the beginning of the way of roar, and it is also the first roar I have understood."

“When I beat Aresto, I was using rambunct…”

Aresto…Visermere’s expression was a little moved.

"The Wild Word is my second understanding. It can communicate with the spirit of nature, similar to the druid's spell. I used it to find the lair of a good girl."

"in addition……"

"I used it to find six monster nests and demon-calling rituals."

"The third thing I understand is the whisper of life. You have also seen the effect of Visemir. I am still weak these two days. When tomorrow, the speed of searching for monsters will only be faster..."

Speaking of which, the Wild Words and the Whisper of Life actually have some overlap in functions, but if you really want to talk about it, the Whisper of Life is better in terms of search.

Not only because life whispers can be used between cities and forests, but also because Wild Words actually get the "noise" given by nature, which is not practical when you don't know the identity and number of target categories.

Moreover, the wild word will become invalid due to natural destruction.

But Ailin didn't feel that with the whisper of life, the wild word would be replaced.

He felt that the Wild Word should have more and deeper usages, but he has not yet explored it.

Wiesemill was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly his brow frowned and interrupted:

"etc!"

"What's wrong?"

"Furious, were you thinking of it when you defeated Aresto?"

"No." Ailin shook his head.

Visemir had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Ellin continue, "The day before defeating Aresto..."

He added in his heart what he had just synthesized from the treasure chest.

"That is to say, it took you two months to understand three skills that are so powerful, so practical, and so difficult to learn?" Visemir said in shock.

No one in this world can claim the way of beast roar. It would be even more strange to say that learning from a destroyed other world.

So Elin admitted without hesitation.

Anyway, because of his "talent" in swordsmanship and magic seals, as well as various potion formulas, he has long been a genius in the minds of people he knows...

"What a monster..." Visemil looked up and down at Elin, and his dark golden cat's eyes turned into a vertical line.

Well, I've upgraded from genius to monster.

"So?" Ailin looked at Visemir with a smile.

"Can't you learn to whisper in life first?" Visemir tentatively.

It is certainly tempting to defeat Aresto's "rastor" and find the big griffin and monster's nest. Of course, you have to learn it all.

But to be honest, as a witch hunter, the "crazy" that purely increases violence and has side effects is a "wild word" that talks with the so-called "spirit of nature" compared with the "whisper of life" , or the whisper of life is more attractive.

"No." Ailin shook his head, "The essence of the way of roar is to rely on roars to condense the power hidden in the blood, and resonate with nature."

"Rampage is already the easiest and easiest to learn among the three..."

Ailin even suspected that "Beast Roar: Furious" was placed at the beginning of the Beast Roar Path, and it was the basis of all Beast Roars, and it was impossible to skip learning.

What's more, "Rampage" is the only version with "War Cry".

There is no need for the ritual process in the red treasure chest, and absorb the essence of the alien beast called "Karno".

Other beast roars still require Ailin to think completely about how to adapt it into a "battle cry".

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

To be honest.

Ailin himself wasn't sure how long it would take to transform the "Wild Word" into a "war cry", let alone the "Whisper of Life".

Visemir's face was slapped, and he sighed with a struggle: "Then I... try again?"

"Try it again," Ailin nodded encouragement, "I will also think of a way to see if I can simplify it."

Visemir sighed again in response to this.

Seeing the embarrassing look of the Demon Hunter, Ailin also sighed in his heart.

Compared to him, truly famous for his genius, Visemir, the youngest demon hunter in the northern continent, felt that the way of beast roar was difficult.

That other young witch hunters will only be more difficult.

It’s just that they are still too young and have learned too little, so they don’t have accurate expectations of difficulties.

"How to simplify the difficulty?" Ailin was a little worried.

He had great expectations for the way of beast roar, which could almost change the current awkward positioning of the Demon Hunting Legion.

But if no one in the Demon Hunting Legion could learn it, or only a few people could learn it.

The fact that the "resonance" of the Legion skills is not very meaningful.

As he thought, the big griffin had already flown over Aerland.

Because where the magic summoning ceremony took place, deep in Mahakan, except for some noble and wealthy businessmen who ran away after hearing the news in advance, the impact on Airland on the surface was not great.

In fact.

After two or three months of restoration and construction, there are not many traces of disaster brought by May Day from the sky.

The brand new and crowded buildings show a vibrant beauty in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Griffin Knight!"

"God Slayer!"

"Griffin Knight!"

...

Neat cheers came from the ground.

"When did anyone call me my title like this?" Ais held the toes of "good girl" and sniffed the mixed bloody and foul smell, his tone was full of envy.

"What title?" Clay quipped, "Sleepy King?"

"Shut up!" Aas was angry and wanted to reach out to hit him.

But as soon as he moved, the big griffin's claws trembled, as if he was tickled and was about to pinch it.

His hands were so scared that they froze in the air.

It’s not that he is afraid, nor that he doesn’t know that even if he pinches it tightly, he will not be in danger of life.

But when a claw bigger than you pinchs towards you in front of you, carrying the huge pressure of the upper creatures that are instinctively terrifying, it is really hard not to react stress.

The same paw Elny and Clar were both frightened and quickly grabbed Ais's hand and glared at Clay.

fortunately.

The big griffon just trembled his paws and didn't have the next move, otherwise they would have shouted.

To be honest.

Although they know that most of the people below cannot hear their voices, they don’t want to be so embarrassing.

Especially Klar.

He even covered his face half-covered when he saw Elland just now, for fear that the people below would see him in such a mess, and then gave him a "Wolf School Demon Hunter in the Claws" Or other similar titles.

Even they all know that ordinary people do not have as sharp vision as witch hunters.

The big griffin's movement stopped.

However, the young witch hunters were no longer interested and stared at the crowd below, gathering for Ailin.

They shouted, chasing the trajectory of the big griffon, running wildly towards the city in the wilderness outside the city, as if chasing a kite, and as if pilgrimage.

This kind of scenario happens twice every day.

Once they set out from the temple to hunt demons, once they return.

It made them feel in a trance that Elland was not the city of Duke Mason, nor the city of High Priest Ianna, but the leader.

In this city, he is the Son of God who came to the earth in the knight novel.

But then again, since the leader of the regiment returned from the evil god's attack, even the priests secretly called the leader of the regiment.

Perhaps their metaphor is still true.

"When can someone shout my name like this?" Clay, who had just satirized Aas, looked at the crowd on the ground, and was a little confused.

But this time.

No one mocked him.

The ultimate desire flashed in the eyes of all the young witch hunters.

They aspire to be heroes, heroes like Ellin.

As for the hero himself, he was worried when he looked at this scene.

"Why haven't it gone yet?" Ailin rubbed his temples in distress.

The young witch hunter only sees glory.

But the moment of glory, a moment, at most one day is enough, but it is very troublesome to do this every day.

In fact.

He rode the "big griffin" and "going to and from get off work" every day. In addition to exercising the demon hunters of the Demon Hunting Legion, he also wanted to hide in the fanatical atmosphere in the city.

Ailin can't walk in the city normally now, otherwise a large group of citizens and many outsiders will come to visit him.

The bolder even attacked him, just as if he could avoid all kinds of diseases, have a good harvest, and have a lot of money after touching him.

certainly.

This is actually not bad, at least he still has a good girl, which will not affect normal actions.

But his extraordinary reputation made him a little worried about his relationship with the Elland nobles, especially Duke Mason.

Because from a practical point of view, reputation among civilians is actually not very effective for a single witch hunter, but it will make the nobles afraid.

It was wild hunting and Baishuang. At least before overcoming the disaster of destruction, Ailin had no intention of launching a revolution.

So such a fanatic atmosphere seemed to be only harmful to him.

"It's okay," Weissemil patted Ailin on the shoulder, "civilians are always good at forgetting, killing Ailland's corpse-eagers earlier and returning to Kelmohan earlier."

"At this time next year, you walk on the streets of Elland and listen to the poems and songs praising yourself, no one will recognize you."

Ailin raised his eyebrows: "Master Visemir, rich experience?"

"certainly."

Visemir pressed his black wide-brimmed hat with pride.

Then he didn't know what he remembered, and he looked at the fanatical crowd below and sighed:

"certainly……"