Borch, Ciri, and the Wild Hunters all stood around in amazement, watching the scene, the light shining as if it was about to light up the entire night sky.

Everything in the world seemed to follow the light of the pillar of light.

Even the sanity seems to be sucked in.

I don't know how long it took, the storm set off by the elemental tide gradually came to a standstill, and the existence at the center of the light seemed to become silent under the suppression of some kind of rule, and slowly fell to the ground.

Thump.

A thug plunged into the ruins of wood and stone shards.

It seems to be pierced into everyone's hearts.

Ciri's eyes jumped after the figure.

"Ready to run, I'm going to go."

As his mind went blank, Ciri suddenly heard Borch, beside him, say this.

"What......"

Before he could ask, Borch suddenly set off a wave of wind, accelerated and flew out suddenly, and the sound of air exploding could be faintly heard.

The old golden dragon rushed straight forward in the direction where the pillar of light had dispersed.

Ciri's eyes widened as he looked in the direction he was heading.

"Borch!"

Why don't you run in the right direction?!

"Tpaxhnero Bxony" (Wild Hunting: Catch Him) !!"

Click.

A group of skeleton-clad hunter soldiers wielded axes and knives and galloped towards the center of the ruins, running just as fast.

Not only that, one of them, who was standing in the back, waved the staff in his hand and suddenly pointed out in the direction of the golden dragon Borchi.

“Eyakulyatslya！ (Razer)"

The brilliant thunderbolt suddenly jumped like a zigzag snake, tore through the fiery line of fire in mid-air, and fell in front of Borch.

"Bang-"

The Razer shattered in mid-air with a huge burst of flames, setting off a wave of air from the ground that was three or four meters high.

Borch, who rushed straight towards the ruins, was stopped by the explosion, and the speed was slow, and several of the fastest wild hunting soldiers swung their axes and surrounded them silently, but Borch ignored it, relying on his physical strength and slammed into the bone frame.

The sound in my ears was the fierce muffled sound of bones and muscles colliding.

Ciri, who was standing on the side, looked confused.

What's that?

What happened?

What do I do now?

The Wild Hunter who was biting himself and chasing endlessly was attracted by another thing, and he seemed to be happy?

Thinking of this, Ciri grabbed two long swords and turned around and ran, not even caring about the life-saving benefactor Borch.

- That golden dragon was originally a legendary-level old monster, even if she encountered an army led by the King of Wild Hunts himself, she could defend it head-on, and she didn't need to worry about it at all.

In addition, Ciri's ghost father who wants to have a child with her is in the city, and if his people find out, it will be over.

As a result, just at the beginning, the Wild Hunt Commander standing in the military formation discovered Ciri's elemental fluctuations, and immediately commanded the soldiers to kill Ciri in two ways.

"Click, click......"

A series of crunch sounds rang out not far away.

It's like a hamster squatting next to its ear and biting on a cracker, crumbled and dense.

Even if Ciri is a mid-level swordsman who is more agile, he can't stop his scalp tingling in the face of the pursuit of wild hunting.

At the moment when the wild hunting soldiers surrounded her, she didn't even have time to think about it, and immediately used the 'special ability' that she had learned how to actively activate not long ago, and the whole person disappeared from the spot out of thin air.

"Rasseivaniye!!"

The Wild Hunt Commander immediately gave the order, and he himself swept around searching for Ciri's figure.

That's why they wanted to capture Ciri.

Source.

It is a bloodline ability inherited from ancient times, and it is a powerful power that can only be obtained with a corresponding bloodline, far beyond the upper limit of any sorceress and demon hunter.

Even a user like Ciri who doesn't understand his abilities can rely on his abilities to cross the boundaries of time and space.

Travel through time.

This is a highly coveted ability for the King of the Hunt, who is eager to conquer everything.

What's more, the soothsayer once made a prophecy to Ciri that could be called 'absolute'.

- The child born of the union with Ciri will become the king of this world.

That's right, even the skeleton with the glow of ghost fire has the dream of having a child with a gun in his heart.

For this dream, the King of the Wild Hunt has spent countless experiences chasing him from another world all the way here.

"Roar—"

An enraged Borch roared, and huge golden flesh wings stretched out from behind him, smashing through several wild hunting soldiers around him like huge blades.

However, these wild hunting soldiers, whose main body were made of skeletons, seemed to be painless, supported half of their bodies, and slashed at him with their knives.

The blade slashed against the golden scales with a crisp sound.

Click.

Broken in half.

The brilliant golden scales left a faint scratch.

Borch looked at the scales and twisted his neck expressionlessly, making a crisp sound.

The original appearance of a human knight was still transformed into a half-dragon and half-human pterodactyl human, and even in the moonlit night, the golden scales also shimmered with a faint light.

The vertical pupil-shaped dragon's eye scanned in the direction of the Huntsman Formation.

Standing in the center, the Wild Hunt Commander felt a strong death warning, a chill that seemed to come from his bones.

However, Borch didn't bother too much with these defective products, which lacked even self-awareness.

Although I don't want to admit it, after all, the king of the wild hunt, the cross-world mage who has almost controlled a world, is indeed more powerful than him.

If you can, you can not provoke or try not to provoke.

Now, what Borch cares about the most is the guy who set off the elemental tide just now.

He clearly felt the strange energy faintly emanating from the man's body just now.

It was a completely different energy from the elements.

Borch could vaguely feel that the level of energy was far higher than that of the elements, as if it could completely encompass all the concepts that belonged to 'energy'.

Is it a Source Warlock?

No, it doesn't seem to be the same as Ciri.

As a dragon, Borch is very aware of Ciri's bloodline system that inherits power through blood, and can also clearly perceive the elemental reactions contained in Ciri's blood - that is an important basis for this medieval-level girl to be able to travel through time and space.

In addition, the girl Ciri has returned to her ancestors for eighteen generations, and she has a clear origin, so it does not seem mysterious.

It's just that, what is the origin of this man?

Glancing at the Wild Hunting Commander who was shocked by his dragon might, Borch swaggered and smashed the unconscious Wild Hunting Soldiers, and walked in the direction of Han Baiyi.

The Wild Hunt Commander looked at him, hesitated in his heart, and finally did not choose to attack.

However, before Borch could get closer, a violent roar suddenly sounded in the sky that was much more exaggerated than before.

"Boom ———"

The sky was dark, and the entire black night was collapsing downwards at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The clouds and the air currents intertwined and intertwined, forming a huge vortex like the center of a tornado, and the wind cracked.

The zenith at the top even faintly presents a parabolic collective crack, which continues to crack and spread under the pressure of a translucent curve.

Borch's forward steps froze in place.

He raised his head, forming a half-dragon head and looking upward.

The dragon's eye, which already had vertical pupils, almost shrank into a line-like gap.

What is in the sky?!

In the night sky faintly reflected in the moonlight, a translucent curved screen appeared at some point, obscuring most of the sky.

On the other side of the curved screen, it seems to be still bright daylight.

In the blur, you can even see specific patterns.

The golden crystal sky, the flying yellow sand, the huge mechanical creation walking on the yellow sand, and the figures passing by can be faintly seen.

Is that...... City?

Able to move the entire city in the desert?

And it's still an ingenious mechanical creation?!

You know, in a place as developed as Virjema, no, even in the world's most technologically advanced Ausenfurt Academy, it would take at least a few weeks of skilled craftsmen to create a sophisticated mechanical pocket watch.

How many remnants of craftsmen should be made of such a huge mechanical city?!

What a great power this is!

Borch felt as if his heart was completely penetrated by some strong impulse, and even the seemingly magnificent Vijma City couldn't stop dropping many notches in his heart, even his favorite Nemidar Castle was squeezed down without suspense.

He looked at the moving city in the sky, and there was an irrepressible feeling of suffocation in his chest.

Is it a hallucination?

Or an oversized spell?

This question flashed through Borch's mind, and the roar in his ears grew stronger.

The translucent image also became clearer as the eye condensed.

No, that's a world!

This strong thought suddenly crossed my mind.

But where did this world come from?

Even if it is a celestial meeting once in a few hundred years, it is not a world with such a creation that intersects with their world.

As he thought, Borch's gaze involuntarily fell from the sky.

Following the energy link line connected to the world in the dragon's eye, it slowly fell to the man in the middle of the ruins.

The brain can't stop slowly splicing and combining the factors just discovered according to its own logic, and connect them with the most likely corresponding concepts that appear in the brain:

A special energy that encompasses everything – divine power.

The whole world that appeared with him—the divine realm.

Through time - Arrival.

Borch couldn't help but stop breathing when he thought of this.

He quietly looked at the face lying in the middle of the ruins, which obviously did not look like a mortal, and a half-dragon face couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Could it be that I picked up a legendary ......

God?