Chapter 12: The Hunt for Death
But that didn't seem to do any damage to the shadow, who passed through the servant's blade, rolled behind him, and crawled up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
From the outline, it was clear that the shadow was a hound, but what had just happened proved that it was not.
The appearance of the dark shadows was like a signal, and a series of black shadows rushed out of the darkness, and even though they were in the dark forest, these shadows were still clearly visible, as if they were darker than the darkness itself.
It was a bunch of hounds, unusually large, with huge fangs in their mouths that made them look like some kind of monster.
In the center of the hounds were two poor men, covered in wounds from bushes, their clothes torn and strips of cloth floating behind them, looking comical and terrible.
Hu Cong showed no mercy and cut all the hounds that passed by him in two, but to no avail, despite his agility, the Shadow Hounds gathered more and more.
Strangely, the group of hounds had no intention of attacking the two.
They surrounded the two victims who were slumped on the ground, rushing up as if teasing, and then back, opening their mouths wide in excitement and circling in circles each time the victim screamed in fear.
The knight stood motionless, as if completely unsightly of the strange scene before him.
After a while, the hounds suddenly stopped, and they stopped making noise and crouched quietly on the ground. Then, a knight appeared behind the hound.
Strangely, with the appearance of the knight, the darkness in the forest dissipated, and Hu Cong was surprised to find a full moon hanging in the sky, and the moonlight shone on this glade, and everything could be seen clearly.
The knight rode a tall black horse, but in contrast to his mount, the knight was tall and thin, rather down, with a long beard that was messily glued to his shoulders and to the tattered armor on his chest, and the shaft of his spear was rotten and rusty.
Just as Hu Cong was wondering where the knight had come from, the black horse stopped.
Then the hounds opened their eyes.
It was a pair of blood-red eyes, and there was undisguised ferocity and greed in them.
And these bloodthirsty eyes focused on the knights and servants.
The black knight raised his spear high and let out a cry, full of fanaticism, ecstasy, rage. The sound echoed through the forest, as if there were countless knights shouting together, mixed with the chaotic barking of dogs, like a hunt that was entering the climax.
"Wild Hunting ......" Hu Cong sighed in his heart and waved the long sword in his hand.
The hounds pounced on the knight and his retinue like a gagged hare.
Hu was never a hare, and he slashed with a sword, taking the lives of three hounds. But to no avail, he fell face down on the ground covered with dead leaves as soon as his left calf hurt.
"I'm going to die......"
While the black knight shouted, the knight, who had been standing still, finally moved.
He took two steps forward and swung his sword twice.
With a sword, a circular sword light was brought out, cutting off all the hounds that rushed towards him.
Two steps to walk up to the Black Knight in the hound.
With another sword, he took the head of the Black Knight's mount.
Man is divine power, sword is divine soldier, a cold light flashed, and the horse's neck was broken in response.
The headless corpse fell to the ground with a loud thud, and the knight let out a shrill cry, dragging a long tail note, before finally falling silent.
Hu Cong rose in silence and looked around to see that the hound and the black knight were gone, leaving only the corpse of a black horse and two victims lying on their backs.
He limped over to the victims, panting, and knew they were dead when he saw their gray, stiff faces.
It was like an absurd nightmare, but the hot wound on his calf convinced him that it was something that had really happened.
"They...... Will you be back?"
"For the time being we are safe. The knight turned and replied.
"You're hurt, come here. ”
The knight took a delicate cloth bag from the back of the pack horse and took out gauze and water from it.
Hu Cong sat on the grass and rolled up his trouser legs, revealing the hound's tooth marks on both sides of his calf. The blood that came out of the wound was dark purple and paste-like, and it was obvious that it had been poisoned.
The knight picked up a dead branch and handed it to the servant, who nodded, put it in his mouth and bit it. Then the knight took up his sword, and with his sword fell, he sliced off two pieces of carrion. Hu Cong let out a scream from the depths of his throat, and with a click, he bit the branch in his mouth into three pieces.
The knight took the water bottle, rinsed the wound with water until the blood turned normal red, and then smeared the ointment and wrapped it in gauze.
After bandaging the wound, the knight packed up his things to prevent them from returning, and stood up in a cold sweat and with a pale face.
"What just happened? I ...... it."
"Wild hunting is not something that can be speculated on by common sense, but generally speaking, those who can defeat the king of the wild hunt will survive. ”
Hu Cong shook his head, although he didn't understand very much, but he didn't ask much.
The knight chopped a branch and gave it to Hu Cong as a crutch, and the two did not stop, but continued in the moonlight.
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It had been several days since Magellan and his wife had walked around the forest, but they had not advanced much.
There is no sun or moon in the forest, it is difficult to distinguish between morning and evening, Professor Granger is happy, and Magellan is happy.
On this day, he followed the Tongue Key and walked through the woods, thinking about how to make friends with the goblins after finding them, when he suddenly heard the sound of people talking.
Strangely, they spoke Bretanian on the other side of the sea.
"This is mine!"
"Mine! not for you!"
Magellan put away the key of his tongue and walked past a large tree, and what came into view was a glade and two people arguing.
It was two tall, richly dressed men who looked like two brothers.
Although they quarreled, as soon as Magellan appeared, the two stopped arguing and turned around.
"Stranger, come and help us!"
The two men looked like brothers, but to Magellan's confusion, they looked too immature.
It's like a burly middle-aged strong man with a little boy's face, and although Magellan is not the first time he has seen it, he still feels very awkward.
"We are the sons of King Talon, and when he died, he left three relics for us to inherit, but we don't know how to divide them, come and help us, stranger!"
Like their faces, the voices of the two princes were very young, and they were overjoyed, and one of them took Magellan by the arm and pulled him into the middle of the clearing.
There were three things there that didn't look like treasures.