The transcendents of the hunter system have many natural advantages in the wilderness, such as speed, sensitivity to subtle marks, and awareness of dangerous traps all make hunters the best class for field tracking.

Charles had been chasing the tiger cat in the mountains and forests west of the Blue Mountains for most of the night, feeling that the target was getting closer and closer to him, and the self-doubt in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

"I'm chasing the wrong person, no, I'm a Revenant........."

During the chase, Charles had confirmed that there was only one humanoid creature in front of him, and judging from the increasingly intense dark aura left behind at the scene and the reaction fluctuations of the light power in his body, the target in front was definitely the Night Cultist.

But Charles was obviously chasing the light ascetic Nikro Ponte, so how did he become a cultist of the Night?

A wilderness hunter, with the assistance of an eighth-rank mutant spiritual power pet, actually chased the wrong target in the wilderness, which was a big joke to spread in the hunter world.

Suddenly there was a sound of running water in front of them, and Charles and Little Tiger Cat chased after them, and found that the spring rain had accumulated in the mountains for several days and gathered into a wide stream, just in front of one man and one cat.

"Danger!" said Charles, who made a sharp stop and hid himself on the side of the stream.

The stream can't stop Charles and the little tiger cat, but the hunter's danger perception talent shows that there is a strong danger ahead, which makes Charles's subconscious very jealous.

The level of this jealousy is close to the time when he met the "genius pianist" Haldof, the god of the night.

Hidden in the jungle on this side of the stream, Charles slowly stretched out his arms and embraced the empty wilderness full of life, using the Revenant's exclusive skills.

Embrace of the Wilderness: The Revenant has a natural skill that can generate special senses for creatures in the wilderness, and gain insight into the subtleties of the surrounding wilderness, just like the master of the wilderness.

The keen spiritual perception is centered on the Charles, spreading to the surroundings with the help of flowers and trees, spreading the Charles' consciousness throughout the nearby wilderness.

With the night breeze gently swaying the leaves, the insects chirping with the rain and dewdrops, and the birds in the nest, they are all in the perception of the charre.

Charr's consciousness swept across a dense dark jungle across the stream, spotting an eerie dark figure of a humanoid.

The black shadow was shrouded in a raging and evil darkness, and the flowers and trees around him were eroded by this darkness, withering and shrinking and losing all their vitality.

"You're waiting for me here......! How did you become such a?"

Charr's wilderness hug could clearly manifest the real scene within a certain range, and at this moment his consciousness pierced the darkness and saw the figure inside.

With a withered body, a black robe scorched by gunpowder, and a rope tied around his waist that didn't look like anything special, he looked like Niccolò Ponte who had fought with Charles all night.

But the former light ascetic changed his appearance at this moment, the fine scales covered his skin, the ten fingers turned into sharp claws, the bald head burned by the gunpowder explosion was crawling with black lines, and there were two black bulges on his forehead, and the whole person looked disgusting and disgusting.

This evil demon Charles is still very familiar, it is the evil creature that appeared in the depraved temptation that has repeatedly infested the Charles since the beginning of the crossing.

When he was advanced to the Transcendental, when he touched the Spear of Ancoral, Charles had blasted it several times in his mind, but he didn't expect to encounter it alive in the real world today.

"Your talent as a hunter is really good, and you're still so young, maybe you will grow up like your father in the future........"

"But it's a pity that you still have to die here today!"

Niccolò Ponte stepped out of the gloomy jungle, his fingers flickering like hooks, and a few fleeting afterimages in the night, his two scarlet eyes staring at Charles, all bloodthirsty and cruel.

"You have fallen into darkness....... Do you remember the way the monastery of Abess handled your rebellion?"

Charles took a few cautious steps back, plucking his Moon Shadow Bow from behind his back, a specially crafted metal heavy arrow resting on the bowstring.

The full state of the Moon Shadow Bow is indeed very powerful, but it takes time to charge, although the charge time has been shortening as the strength of Charr's spiritual power increases, but in the face of this non-human Nicro Ponte, Charles has no chance to shoot the strongest blow.

"Don't talk to me about the monastery of Abes, they are all liars, they tricked me into giving everything to the gods, how much I have been tortured for decades......."

When the degenerate and blackened Niccolò Ponte heard Charles talk about the monastery of Abes, he immediately cried out angrily: "I was insulted by the monks who joined the monastery earlier, and was said to be a test of the devotion of the gods, and I was deprived of the opportunity to enjoy everything, flowers, wine, and ...... Everything that used to be was gone from me, and even if Mei Lijie came to see me later, she was ....... by everyone."

"But even if I gave everything I had, the damn god of light didn't reply to me....... We are a bunch of self-soothing wretches, trading the stupidest way in exchange for that little bit of reward......."

"You're so bold......."

Charles took a dozen steps back, looked up at the sky, and wondered why there hadn't been a divine punishment to chop the Night Cultist to death who dared to openly insult the God of Light.

"Do you think I deserve God's punishment? I don't know until now how ridiculous my old faith was....... Hahaha!" Nicelo Ponte burst out laughing until he burst into tears, except that the tears he shed were smoky black.

"The majesty of the gods is not to be blasphemed!" Charles raised his head slightly, and the power of light in his body began to fluctuate, pouring into the heavy metal arrows on the bowstring.

"I have believed in the light for decades, and I have given everything but have not received half a response from the gods, but I have only been converted to darkness for a while, and I have been favored by the gods, and there is a more powerful ........"

Nicolo Ponte opened his arms, the vigorous black aura surged, and the momentum on his body also increased rapidly, and soon rose to the point of fear for Charles.

"He is really transforming the original power of light, he is waiting here in the stream not waiting for me, but waiting for the power to climb......."

Charles had just discovered that Nicro Ponte's strength was gradually improving, and the remaining light spiritual power in his body was being swallowed and transformed by the dark aura, but he didn't expect Nichol Ponte's strength to increase so quickly.

Charles had just taken off the Bow of the Moon Shadow and was about to make a move, but now he no longer hesitated, and pulled the bow with both arms, and the Revenant's "Critical Attack" skill was activated.

Critical Hit: Inflict special spiritual power on the feather arrow to form an explosive arrow.

The bow was as full as a moon and like a shooting star, and a little dazzling light drew an illusory arrow path in the dark night, and it instantly shot in front of Niccolò Ponte.

The "special spiritual power" in Charr's body is the power of light at the level of a god, and the effect of this explosive arrow is definitely a big killer for the Night Believer, that is, ordinary metal arrows cannot withstand the power of the true god, otherwise the charr will directly borrow a trace of the power of the true god.

Nichol Ponte's figure shook strangely, causing Charles's explosive arrow to miss, but Charles had already calculated the distance, and the arrow exploded near him with a loud "bang!"

The blazing light illuminated the entire wilderness, covering Nicro Ponte not far away, and the blazing light violently rubbed against the dark aura on his body, radiating a dazzling spark.

After a dozen seconds, the spark died down, but Nicolo Ponte was still standing, but his momentum was a little lower than before, with a few more burning scars on his black covered skin, and a few more holes in his shabby black robes.

Nicro Ponte smiled, and then said word for word, "Can't think of it, am I...... God, God, Dependent, Whoever!"

Charles turned around and ran, the distance between the two was still too close, and Nicolo Ponte was in full swing, and he had to consume some of it.

Niccolò Ponte caught up, and seeing the bloodthirsty frenzy in his eyes, the power of darkness had reached its peak, and he had already regarded Charles as the most delicious prey.

Charles suddenly turned around as he ran, shooting his bow and arrows backwards, and another meteor swept across the night sky and exploded in front of Niccolò Ponte.

Niccolò Ponte didn't even dodge this time, and pierced directly through the bursting light, although the black mist was dimmed by the light, but the distance between him and Charles was also shortened.

Charles turned around and accelerated his run again, there was no fixed road in the mountains and forests, and he was more agile and agile than the little tiger cat in the dark, and he really showed the natural strength of a revenant.

"Hunter, that's what you want to fly a kite!"

Charles scooped up the little tiger cat and put it on his shoulder, and ran sideways, his bow and arrow shooting backwards from his armpit.

"Bang!"

The unsuspecting Niccolò Ponte almost collided with the bursting light, and suddenly there were several more conspicuous wounds on his body.

"Roar!"

Niccolò Ponte let out a beastly roar, his scales tighter and his limbs stronger, and he slammed straight forward like a tank, breaking trees in his path.

"Brainless goods are targets!"

Charles could see at a glance that Nichol Ponte had now strengthened all the dark forces in strength and defense, giving up the strange body and agility he had just shown, and he despised him even more.

The hunter's biggest headache is the prey that is as agile and cunning as himself, not the strong idiot of a bear.

Charles began to experiment with various ways of shooting on the run, jumping up and turning to shoot back, backwards marching shots, mid-air tumbling shots, and a series of kite flying shots, blooming a series of brilliant lights on the wilderness.

But Nicro Ponte, who had strengthened his defense, didn't care at all, the defense of the fine and tight scales was greatly strengthened, and the black aura on his body continued to skyrocket, protecting himself from being burned by the power of light.

"The Servant of the Night, is it also so strong?"

Charles was surprised by Nichol Ponte's arrogance, in the past few conflicts with the Night Cultists, Charles's power of light was an oppressive force for them, but now facing Nicro Ponte, who is also a "dependent", the effect is greatly reduced.

Suddenly, the alarm of extreme danger appeared in Charles's mind, and before he could look back, he rolled on the spot and dodged several meters to the side.

A "black spear" condensed by a black aura slid silently through the position of Charles just now and penetrated the trees in front of it before disappearing into the night, and those trees penetrated by the "black spear" withered in an instant, obviously this "black spear" is extremely lethal to the living body.

Chardon was frightened into a cold sweat, and he planned to drag the prey to death by flying a kite, but he never thought that the prey also had a means of counter-killing! This kind of black spear silently blended into the night, and it was simply difficult to detect, if it weren't for Charles's danger perception ability being several times more sensitive than ordinary hunters, this time he would have been pierced through the cold.

"This is forcing me to amplify my moves!"

Charles turned his heart sideways, "borrowed" a wisp of true divine power from the stardust stored in her body by Her Majesty, and began to slowly inject it into the Bow of the Moon Shadow.

The Bow of the Moon Shadow suddenly let out a small moan, it was just a high-quality level transcendent weapon, and it was really devastating for it to bear this "divine power".

Charles carefully controls the injection speed of the "True God Power", lest one accidentally scrap the symbol of the Chevalier family's thousand-year-old heritage!

But running fast in the night, dodging the deadly "black spears" that appear at any time, and controlling the power of the true god to the smallest detail, can make Charr's hunter talent run to the extreme.

Charles must be sensitive to every bump in the forest, aware of any danger that may arise behind him, and constantly use the "Hurry" skill to distance himself from Niccolò Ponte, all of which require the support of the hunter's talent.

Run, perceive, dodge, perceive, run, dodge, the running speed of the Wind Hunter, the spiritual acuity of the Spirit Mark Hunter, the wide range perception of the Revenant Hunter, all the hunter skills began to merge in Charr's body, making him gradually fall into a special state of excitement.

"I've been in the city for so long, so much fun I'm missing!"

"Hunting" is the true meaning of a hunter's nature, and at this time, Charles slowly fell into a state of experience.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been chasing, but Charles's condition was getting better and better, his body was getting lighter and more agile like the wind, and the light and shadow effects of the Moon Shadow Bow in his hand were becoming more and more brilliant.

And Nicolo Ponte behind him is always tenacious, both of them holding their breath to kill each other, and they don't know who is the prey and who is the hunter in the end.

There was a bright dawn on the horizon, and it was almost dawn.

"Whoa!"

Nichol Ponte suddenly went berserk, and the intensity of the aura on his body quickly decreased, but the speed increased a lot, and he saw Charles approaching in front.

"Look at the move!"

Charles leapt high and turned lightly in the air, raising the Moon Shadow Bow in slow motion.

The shadow of the moon shattered, and the light appeared.

The mountains and forests before dawn were as bright as day, and only a little darkness remained to resist the incomparable light.