Under the cold moonlight.

A primitive and wild altar was erected near the Thornridge Valley, where a species that was relatively rare elsewhere on the road lived.

- Steel-sidedness boar man!

The origin of this creature is no longer known, except that outside the realm of humans, that is, near the wilderness, many boar-like creatures operate on the edge of orc territory. These races are basically the same as the gnolls, they are all the kind of races that live a life of fishing and hunting, so in their daily lives, [hunting] is an essential part.

The belief in Marat, the god of the hunt, spreads widely throughout the region.

It was close to the early hours of the morning, and there were a large number of bonfires erected near the altar in front of me, and there was a faint sound like a wild boar, and other chaotic sounds.

Many evil beasts are staunch believers in Marat, the god of hunting.

At this moment, a large number of species gathered near the altar, ranging from humans, orcs, lizardmen, gnolls, and boar people, many creatures divided into their own camps and stayed near the altar. Because of racial barriers, even believers of the same deity, these hunters do not have a good relationship with each other, or they rarely gather together unless it is an important task.

"Whew!"

A terrible wolf howl came, and the gnolls near the altar couldn't help but look surprised, and even shrank up in some panic.

In the cold moonlight, a tall and burly figure was rapidly approaching.

It has a similar appearance to a gnoll, but if you look closely, he is not a gnoll at all, he is a dark creature.

He's a werewolf!

As a dark species like vampires, werewolves possess natural abilities far beyond those of ordinary creatures, and he stares at the other hunters with scarlet pupils, and then slowly walks to the center of the altar.

The dark species live by hunting.

Whether werewolves or vampires, there is a considerable number of people who believe in the god of hunting - Marat.

The reason is simple.

It's not just because of the priesthood held by the god of the hunt. What's more, He also has a very special realm.

- [Moon] Realm!

As a chaotic and evil god, the God of Hunting can survive for such a long time, and naturally it is not so easy to deal with.

Lady Silvermoon was very weak for a certain period of time, and even had to rely on the protection of the 'God of Love and Beauty' and the power of the Goddess of Magic to survive, that is, during this time, in order to expand his realm and increase the range of his followers, the God of Hunting used a long time to extend his realm, and he mastered the [Moon] realm.

And that's exactly what happened.

Many dark creatures have become His followers. Especially the werewolf, a dark species, has many races who believe in him.

It's all known.

The dark species always have a special sense of the power of the moon, and since the god of hunting, Marat, mastered the [Moon Domain], the beast people themselves have divided into two factions, one still maintains their belief in the silver moon lady, and the other group has turned to the arms of the god of hunting, they believe that the teachings of the god of hunting are more suitable for the nature of the dark species.

"The sacrifice begins!"

The burly werewolf stood in the center of the altar, looking down at the other species present, as if to swear his unique status.

This is a legendary species.

Compared to vampires who like to mingle with humans. Many werewolves love the wild life, and they like to roam the wilderness, many of them living near the territory of the orcs.

A dull roar rang out.

A cheetah of high creature rank was lifted, followed by an earth-walking dragon that locked its limbs. And then a burly orc warrior.

One by one, the prey was sent to the altar.

Almost all of them are high-level strength creatures, they are all prey dedicated to the God of Hunting at the moment, and the power of [Bloody Desire] will awaken the God of Hunting.

"Why isn't there Legendary Blood?!"

The werewolf glanced at his prey and frowned. He said in a deep voice: "Have you prepared this garbage to dedicate to my lord?" ”

The God of Hunt loves legendary blood.

Even though there are many high-level creatures in front of them, in the eyes of the werewolves, it is better to give a legendary creature to win the favor of the god of hunting.

The ceremony is underway.

With the strong smell of blood, the prey was killed one by one. Thick blood gathered on the altar, eventually turning into a creature with a twisted roar like an orangutan but with fangs and claws.

This is the essence of the God of Hunting!

It looked like a combination of an orangutan and a baboon, with a head somewhat like a gnoll, a blood-red hideous expression, ears like the outline of a dagger, and a thick coat of hair, strong limbs, and a tail behind it.

King of the Beasts.

Black-blooded beast.

The god of hunting is a highly intelligent beast, it looks at the prey on the altar, a trace of anger and dissatisfaction appears in the eyes of the condensed phantom, and with a roar, the gnolls who are performing the ritual suddenly bleed to death on the spot.

Hula-la.

A large crowd of hunters fell to their knees, praying in fear and awe that the god of the hunt would not take its wrath upon them.

The God of Hunting is not satisfied!

The burly werewolf seemed to have anticipated this a long time ago, and without the blood of legends to dedicate to its master, no matter how many high-level creatures such a high-level creature were.

"Prey!"

The phantom of the god of hunting let out an angry roar, and suddenly he cast his gaze on the distant hillside and roared, "The prey is there!" …… Get her! …… Dedicated to me! …… I want her blood! ……”

There are enemies nearby.

The burly werewolf realized this in an instant, and he knelt down on one knee towards the distorted beast phantom in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "My lord! Hogg-Nock brings the prey to you right now! ”

Whew!

With a wolf howl, several werewolf figures suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and the burly werewolf leader jumped forward, directly crossing a distance of more than ten meters, and rushed towards the hillside in front.

This time.

The other hunters came to their senses and rushed towards the hillside one by one.

In the cold moonlight.

A tall, muscular figure escaped, with pointed ears that signified her elf status, a silver longbow on her back, and a delicate blade at her waist, meaning she was a skilled ranger who was proficient in both ranged attacks and melee combat. On her chest there is a special emblem that resembles a circle of stars, which is one of the symbols of the Moonwalker.

She is a member of the Moonwalker who serves Lady Silvermoon!

For some reason, she lurks nearby to observe the bloody sacrifice of the hunters for the god of hunting, Marat.

……………… (To be continued......)