The endless black snow fell for three days and three nights, and the entire northern part of Europe, including many areas in the west, central and east, was covered with a layer of black cotton robes.

As time passed, the temperature gradually returned to normal, and the abundant sunshine and rain soon melted the eerie black snow, even in the cold land of the north, the pitch-black snow jacket gradually turned into snow and seeped into the ground, leaving no ink on the ground, and quickly blended into the earth and various plant roots.

And anyone who has come into contact with black snow out of curiosity or other reasons will be infected with a strange disease in 12 out of 10. The blood lines all over the body are wriggling, and the muscles and veins are bulging, and they can't wake up.

It can take as little as three or two days, or as long as ten and a half months, and the "sick" will wake up and recover quickly. Outwardly, these people are no different, except that they are a little weakened and emaciated by a long sleep.

But in their hearts, without exception, they are implanted with extremely terrifying evil beliefs, and at any time and anywhere, they may go crazy because of even a little stimulation, and even incarnate into a demonic ghost who calls himself an "apostle".

It is not only ordinary humans who are mutated by contact with the black snow, but also other races and even various birds and animals......

Xuanyuan 2321, early morning of June 15, the first sunny day after the rain.

It has been a year since the disaster of the cold wave and the dark snow from the sky, and the narrow country of Tevia, which was originally located in the north of the continent and separated from the Palapor Ice Sheet by only a glacial strait, and Anerdao, the former largest country in the north, have been divided into many small countries due to the disaster of the cold wave.

And between these independent "small countries" one after another, it soon became a landless land of lawlessness caused by a large amount of black snow, the ferocious "alien beasts" transformed by birds and beasts, and the mutant aliens who called themselves "apostles".

Originally, he was going to take the opportunity to send troops to annex Anerdao, but the Sloveian king Kara III finally gave up under the persuasion of the great sage and many civil and military generals, not only because the kingdom of Sloveia after the disaster was in ruins, but also because of the mutants caused by the black snow, there are also many in the country, almost all over the territory.

In this way, the war that was about to break out was terminated by a "natural disaster", and at this time, there was a scene of "peace" between the northern countries of the European continent, which was rarely seen in previous years. And decline is always accompanied by a rise, and this apparent peace is clear to almost everyone that it will not last long.

Baka Lake, the largest lake in the territory of the former Anerdao Kingdom, between the mountains and mountains, the lake water like a blue mirror from time to time with the wind blowing in the mountains and forests by the lake set off ripples, sparkling, beautiful.

Straight forward along the muddy mountain path by the lake, and after walking for a long time, a dilapidated village that exuded a faint demonic miasma in the morning light was quiet, and the sound of several three-eyed crows flapping their wings that suddenly flew up from the branches came into the eyes of Li Ang and the others.

This year, Li Angke has not been idle at all. During the journey to many countries on the Noah, he not only used the Void Stone exchanged for returning to the goblin black market to repeatedly enter the cultivation cabin for training, but also deliberately went to the coastal power in the eastern part of the continent to cultivate and meet the famous "Queen of Light" Delia, who has an eternal life.

Subsequently, Li Ang and his entourage also went to a trip that often appeared in their "dreams", and it was also the place where Leon and Xiaoling first met, the huge and prosperous port city of Gazo. That's right, it's officially changed from a "port" to a "city".

Today, Li Ang and his entourage were entrusted to participate in an invitation, and on the way, they met a few other invitees, and they went to this small mountain village that looked particularly simple and quiet on the surface, but was gloomy everywhere.

"Leon, it feels so weird here. Following Leon's side, carrying the big backpack about the size of his own, Becky the raccoon was the first to speak.

"yes, everybody be careful. As he spoke, Li Ang took a step forward and continued to walk forward.

"Whoosh" turned over from a big tree next to him to a short distance in front of Li Ang, "Hmph, there are some demons and monsters along the way, if this village is okay, there will be a problem, wait for my old grandson to go inside first to find out." ”

Before the words fell, Sun Wukong, who had become a teenager but still called himself "Old Sun", climbed the big tree in the village with his head on his head, swept his eyes around the village with his hands on the pergola, and jumped in.

"Leon Leon, Sun Wukong won't cause any trouble this time, right?" asked Xiao Ling, who was still wearing the iconic single ponytail and was still wearing the iconic single ponytail.

"Inevitably, if you don't make some trouble, he won't be the Monkey King. ”

"Hehe, yes, yes, but anyway, he is invulnerable and sharp-eyed, Leon, you really earned such a powerful apprentice. ”

"Oh, God forbid, I don't think that monkey is simple, but it is more troublesome. Drooping his eyelids, the old yellow dog Sangil said disdainfully.

"I said, are you going to continue talking? If you don't do it again, the prey here is ours. A middle-aged man with a big beard and a small cigarette hanging from his mouth took a puff of cigarette and strode towards the village.

I saw that this uncle was about the same height as Li Ang, and his figure was slightly stronger, wearing a dark brown large-brimmed hat, a pair of light brown cowhide gloves on his hands, and carrying an old brown suitcase in his right hand that he had never opened.

Also, this man's voice was quite loud, and it echoed in the mountains and forests. Everybody reads

"Hee-hee, Uncle Calgaraon, if you like it, the prey will be yours, and we won't rob it. Xiao Ling said with a smile when she heard this.

"Hehe, that's the best, we don't get too involved and accidentally hurt our allies, but I think I just told you, right?"

"What did you say?" asked the little bell with a tilt of her head.

"Just call us Uncle Long, don't be so outside. ”

The word "Uncle Long" was particularly loud, and while the sound was still echoing in the mountains with the strong smell of tobacco, the middle-aged man suddenly took off his hat and stuffed it into his windbreaker, striding in front of a dilapidated wooden house.

Just as the girl just called Xiao Ling, this middle-aged man with a bold temperament is named Calgaron, forty-five years old this year, a high-class gold witcher who began to follow his father at the age of five, and has been in the industry for forty years now.

On this continent of Europe, unlike the vast majority of people who hear about "demons", there is such a group of people who regard the evil demons of the world as prey, but they will never slaughter demons impermanently. Just like a bounty hunter, as long as they get a reasonable offer, not only those fierce and brutal middle and low-level demonic beasts, but even the powerful and warlike demon generals under the command of the demon king, they dare to kill.

But unlike bounty hunters, they only buy and sell demon slayers, so people have long ago given them the apt name, Demon Hunters.

Like other professions, there is naturally a clear hierarchy among the witchers, from low to high: beginner, bronze, silver, gold, and legendary, in addition to entry and legendary, the other levels are divided into beginner, middle, and upper three. Therefore, Calgallon, who has just met on the way to this trip and looks like a big grin, is actually an existence close to legend.

"Looks like the golden witcher is back to work. Li Ang said as he looked at an armored knight behind him who was pulling a sturdy warhorse.

I saw that the knight was tall and was dressed in silver-white armor, a long sword with a long hilt hanging from the ribs, a black cloak, a helmet hanging beside the war horse, and the war horse he was holding in his hand was wearing a white mane with spots of black hair of different sizes, and on the horseback there was a beautiful girl who looked weak.

The girl is fair-skinned, wearing a simple and well-fitting light yellow dress with black and white lace, delicate cheeks give people a warm and natural feeling, a pair of bright eyes flashing with a warm and weak gaze, and a long white hair as pure as white flying flowers hangs down behind her, giving people a gentle and touching and pitiful feeling.

"That witcher is not ordinary, and if he could, he would be a reliable companion to whom he could entrust him. The silver-armored knight holding the war horse spoke, his voice not loud, but extremely clear.

The knight's name is Gran, twenty-nine years old, a young ranger who lives all over the world, and holds in his hand a good horse, the "Black Spotted Leopard on a Snowy Night". And the beautiful girl who was riding on the BMW was named Nasmir, an orphan rescued by Ranger Gran from a small town in the southern country two years ago.

At this time, the mountain village is composed of Leon, Suzu, Sangil, Becky the raccoon, the boy Monkey King who has turned into a child, Calgallon the golden witcher, Gran the Ranger and the white-haired girl Nasmeer on the horse.

Whether it's Calgallon or Gran, they're all here to visit a non-existent castle in the middle of the mountain range and take part in a mysterious invitation with an extremely tempting prize.

"Hey, don't pretend to be pitiful, you sinners who have become demons because of the snow, I will help you get rid of it. ”

Pushing open the half-covered door, as the morning light that was still a little wet after the rain shone into the house, two old men and three children were lying around a decomposing corpse, making a strange cry as thin as a mosquito and a fly.

"Hey, Uncle Beard, there's still a nest here!"

Calgallon was carefully observing, waiting for an opportunity to make a move, and suddenly the penetrating voice of the young Wukong came from not far away.

"Got it, help Uncle take care of it, go over immediately. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at his pocket watch, but in the moment of lightning, when the experienced golden witcher raised his eyes again, there were only two old ones left!

In an instant, a flash landed ten meters outside the house, and in a flash, a golden ring with an inscription appeared out of thin air next to Calgallon.

It's too late, it's fast, and in the blink of an eye, the two strange shadows that fluttered in the air by the door shot left and right, shooting towards Calgallon, ten meters away!

"Haha!" With a sound, I saw that the bearded witcher instantly pulled out a long knife from the golden ring, and swept out with a flick of his arm.

A cold light swept through with the gale, and the sharp rays that split the two strange shadows in an instant did not disappear, but swept towards the wooden house!

A wave of qi surged, the sharp light dissipated, and a skin-wrapped, silver-haired conjoined monster burst out with a layer of cold fighting aura, and with the terrifying miasma that suddenly spread from all directions, it swooped out and landed in front of Calgallon......