God-level Demon Hunter

"It makes me go back to her knees and enjoy the warm family affection. The witcher has a weak concept of family affection."

"Do you believe Lydia's words?" Leto asked.

"So what if I believe it? No matter what reason Thomas imprisoned me and tortured me, he will never be able to erase the mistakes he made. The souls who died under his hands are so innocent."

"But I guess Thomas changed his mind on his deathbed and assisted Lydia?" Roy recalled the record on the tombstone that Thomas and Lydia died in the same year.

Geron Molu was silent for a moment.

"You guessed it right, when he was dying, he couldn't bear my mother's pleadings, and finally told the second exit of Heshan Prison where I was imprisoned-the organ that opened the escape portal."

"He can't imagine that more than 30 years have passed, and I am still alive."

Everyone looked at this unkempt cheek, and couldn't help feeling a little more admiration.

Not everyone can persist in that kind of place for more than 30 years.

……

"This is the end of Thomas's topic... Not long after I escaped from prison, Lydia and I chatted for less than a quarter of an hour, and she fell asleep in my arms forever, and the god of death took her from me forever." Geron There was a hint of sadness in the tone, "I buried her in the cemetery with my own hands."

"Buried a long way from that old guy, who doesn't deserve Lydia's side for his past crimes."

……

The eyes of the four audience members turned.

At this point, the love and hatred of the Geron Molu family have finally been sorted out.

At the root of everything is the helping hand in that forest.

But it's all due to accidental law and it's not right.

If Grandmaster Elan hadn't intervened to save Thomas Molu in the forest, what this family lost would not be a son, but a father.

This is an unsolvable choice, no matter for father, mother, son, which of the three.

Roy exhaled, folded his arms around his chest, and gave the guy a sympathetic look.

He was plotted against by his father and witnessed his mother's death.

That's why Jielong degenerated into such a beggar, pretending to be crazy.

He felt that the blow might not stop there.

……

Geron Molu finally turned around, leaning his back against the wall, squirmed like a boneless fish and sat up straight, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "After burying my mother, I have been imprisoned for 33 years, according to the strongest wishes, returned to the arced shores of Povis."

"I entered the Wyvern Mountains with great anticipation, stepped on the snow-paved path, and stepped into my true homeland-Kel Siren...wanted to share my sorrow with my brothers," he squeezed on his dirty cheek. With a sad and slightly nervous smile, "But my homeland turned into a snowfield at some point."

"The entire college was flooded by heavy snow, and my brother turned into a pile of tombstones in the back mountain."

"I searched and searched... I still haven't found any survivors, and Grandmaster Elan is nowhere to be found."

"So, my fellow Griffin faction, Your Excellency Coen, I have answered the difficult questions for you, and it is your turn to answer the questions for me. What happened to the Kyle Sirens?"

Chapter 8 News from Elam

"More than 100 years ago, that is, around 1150, the mages coveted the precious magical knowledge stored by the Griffin Sect, and launched a terrible attack on a winter night."

"The overwhelming snow rolled down from Feilong Mountain, instantly burying the entire Kyle Siren. Except for Grandmaster Elan who was watching the stars at night outside the castle, all the pioneers of the Griffin Sect were crushed under the snow. No one survived."

"And after His Excellency Elan buried all his compatriots, he left for a long time."

"Where's Kelda?"

"My teacher came back from the dead because of a horcrux "Book of Shadows", and continued his life for more than 100 years. Until not long ago, he discovered that "Book of Shadows" imprisoned the souls of all the seniors who died in the avalanche, so he chose to die together , Destroy it, and Teacher Kelda and the seniors will be freed from this world." Recalling this sad past, Ke En still inevitably looked sad and his eyes were flushed.

"So when this avalanche happened, I was still imprisoned underground." Geron hung his head, his face a little unbelievable, "So after I escaped in 1155, when I returned home, I only saw a snowy ruin .”

"But I searched the entire Kel Siren at that time, but I couldn't find Kelda? I even stayed there for two years, but no one came back, so I left in despair."

"After the teacher was resurrected, he studied the "Book of Shadows" in retreat for several years at school," Ke En licked his dry lips, with a fateful sigh on his face, "and then began to travel continuously in 1154. For several years, he searched for His Excellency Elan all over the world, but he never returned home."

"Kelda and I missed each other perfectly, passing by the only remaining comrade-in-arms in this world?" Geron looked up at the sky, with a wry smile on his lips, "What did I do wrong? Punish me like this?"

Everyone present was trembling for it.

With such continuous and tragic blows, it's no wonder he would collapse.

There was an unbearable silence under the bridge hole, no one spoke, and Jielong was allowed to sort out his emotions.

After a while, the sky completely darkened.

A bonfire was lit under the bridge hole, and the warm light from the fire illuminated the faces surrounding the bonfire with changing light and dark.

"Then, Your Excellency Geron, how have you spent the past 100 years since you left Kyle Siren? Why is there no news at all?"

"Hmm..." Geron Molu wolfed down the bread, his eyes were flushed, and his exaggerated expression was that of a hungry person who had been starving for many days, "Kel Siren and Teacher Elan have always been my spiritual pillars. "

The sorceress couldn't help but hugged the witcher beside her tightly.

"During the more than 30 years I was locked underground, they supported me and made me persevere in a boring and maddening environment... My greatest wish was to go home as soon as possible after I was trapped, but it suddenly disappeared. , I, cough cough!"

The bald man handed him a bottle of Dong Zhi Dong,

He moistened his throat,

"The whole world seems to have collapsed. There is only one thought left in my mind-the school is gone, but Teacher Elan is still alive, so I want to find him!"

……

"Actually...a few months before I escaped from prison..." Geron took a deep breath, "I vaguely sensed Teacher Elan..."

"What?!" Cohen yelled, standing up abruptly, his voice was terrifyingly high, "How did you do it? How do you communicate with him when you're locked up underground?"

"It's not communication, to be precise, he was sending me information unilaterally... I told you before that during the 30 years of darkness, apart from foraging and exercising, I spent 80.00% of my time in meditation every day. "

Roy nodded, no wonder this guy can reach the astonishing level of Lv8 meditation.

"And that day, when I was meditating, I suddenly noticed something strange..."

"I heard a distant and familiar voice, engraved in the depths of my soul, and grew up with me... I concentrated my mind to distinguish... It turned out that it was Teacher Elan's call." Jeron's dark face emerged A touch of blood, "He once told me that when meditation reaches the highest attainment, you can cast off the earthly body - try to touch your heart, like opening a door, let the spirit and soul be free, in meditation Explore outward in the horizon, looking for familiar footprints."

Everyone bent slightly, listening to this mysterious description more attentively.

"I'm his student. I've been missing for so many years. He must have been looking for me."

"And he finally found me..."

"I saw him in meditation. Everything was misty. I controlled my spirit and floated towards him. Countless layered shadows appeared on his body..."

"His voice is weak, his face is blurred, but he is dull and muddled like a puppet..." Jielong put down the empty wine bottle, deep wrinkles appeared on his forehead, "Teacher Elan seems to be involuntary , controlled and brainwashed by something... He was temporarily freed with great difficulty."

Geron's voice was like a hungry mouse gnawing at Cohen's heart, and he couldn't help blurting out, "Who can control Lord Elan?"

"I don't know. Teacher Elan only conveyed one sentence to me from the beginning to the end—" Jielong Molu paused, and everyone's hearts seemed to be twisted.

"Don't look for it!"

"Don't look for it!"

Geron's shouts resounded through the night sky at the top of his lungs, and the bonfire was throbbed violently by his breath.

Everyone couldn't help but tremble.

"Behind his spirit, there is a huge and dark lake... It makes me feel oppressed and frightened. I think this is his strong warning."

"But he didn't give any specific description, didn't even understand my difficult situation, and didn't chat with me a few more words. He disappeared again. I feel that he was forcibly pulled away by some force!"

"Later, I tried meditation again and again, waiting for him to take the initiative to contact me... But for more than 100 years, there was no more."

Roy rubbed his cheeks.

He suddenly felt that things were getting a little bigger.

The founder of the dignified Griffin Sect, one of the strongest demon hunters in the world, unexpectedly fell into a terrible situation beyond his control.

Who controls Elam?

Based on Roy's understanding of the entire world, an object of suspicion immediately came to mind, but his intuition made him not so sure.

The bald man was thoughtful, thinking of his old enemy who had been entangled with the Snake Sect for more than a century. Those ghost knights who appeared on the eve of the war, soared into the sky, and spread misfortune. .

Master Elan is under some kind of control, is it related to them?

Cohen asked in an extremely dry voice,

"But what does the great master mean? Let's not go to him?"

"That's what I understood at the time, but I already have nothing, how can I give up willingly?" Geron continued, "After leaving Kyle Siren, I searched the entire north...even the south is closer. several provinces. But nothing, he left no trace."

"Teacher Elan, it's as if he has evaporated from the world."

Jieron said in a low tone, "After that, it seemed that the whole world abandoned me."

"I lost all purpose and motivation. I went back to Beauclairs to stand by the grave of the one who saved me in the end, my mother."

"Like a tramp or a beggar, guard her grave."

"In the next 100 years, you never went back to see the Kyle Siren?"

"I can not."

Everyone was silent.

Jie Long continued, "Occasionally, I would feel so much pain that I would run back to Heshan...running around like a lunatic and a savage, not caring about anything."

Roy nodded, and this finally matched the description of Knight Grim's encounter with the savage.

"At that time, I would think that if I got out of trouble ten years earlier, the fate of the whole world and those people who are closely related to me might be completely different..."

he closes his eyes,

"Or, I should have died in that avalanche with my comrades!"

"Dude, don't say that, you were alone at the time, and your strength was limited." Cohen, who was sitting next to him, stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder, and comforted him, "But you are no longer alone now, the Griffin faction still has Me, and you, we should support each other and find out the whereabouts of Your Excellency Elan!"

Jielong's indigo eyes swept over the faces of several people, shaking his head suddenly,

"Do you know why I told you everything? I just want you to retreat!"

"I'm not interested in what organization you belong to and what purpose you have."

"I haven't touched a weapon in 100 years, and I live like a tramp... I have long since given up the creed of the Griffin, and forgotten the way of the witcher." Geron wrapped his hands around the back of his head and lay down on the straw mat again. , the expression turned back to lifeless. "I just want to lie down quietly... please leave this place to me, and let me rot alone."

"Finally, thank you for the food you sent, and thank you for listening to my complaints."

……

Everyone exchanged glances.

"Your Excellency Jieron, why say such words against your will," the bald man interjected, "If you give up your identity as a demon hunter, how about giving the Griffin pendant on your chest to Cohen?"

"Anyway, it's useless for you to take it... It's better to give it to a passionate young junior with ideals. Just treat it as your final contribution to the Griffin Sect."

Cohen's lips moved a bit, his face showing annoyance.

Roy stopped him with his eyes.

"Even terminally ill patients who are dying have the right to remember the past. This pendant is the only bond to my survival." Jeron's black cheek muscles trembled, "Are you going to deprive me of this last bit of my right?"

"Your Excellency, you should learn to be honest. Since you still have some thoughts about the Griffin... why don't you be brave again?" Lei Suo said, "If you lie under this bridge hole forever, wandering around half dead, what are you doing?" Nothing can be changed."

"It's useless... No matter what I do, I can't find a teacher. Decades, hundreds of years... Time has been verified repeatedly, this is fate." He shouted hysterically, his tone full of self-defeating despair, "Inescapable fate!"

The bald man shook his head and sighed. Although he could feel the other party's distress, he really didn't have that much patience to spend with this guy.

"Man, you have the most basic cognitive error." Roy gently lifted the arms on his shoulders, "Nothing can be changed, it's just because one person can't support himself."

"If you leave with us, we will show you the power of unity!" He clenched his fist suddenly, and his voice suddenly rose.

"The size of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood is far less than the sixty or seventy members of the Griffin School at its peak. But there are still a dozen or so brothers now..." Roy said proudly, "And it's not just the Snake School, the Wolf School, There is also the cat school..."

"Although Cohen did not join, he has maintained a good cooperative relationship with us."

Jiron was expressionless, but his breathing became short of breath.

"And we still have spellcasters..." Roy glanced at Coral, whose face was slightly dazed, yawned with his red lips covered, and smiled at him tiredly. At this time in the past, she had already started beauty sleep,

"The energy we have combined far exceeds that of you alone."

"You can't find it, but it doesn't mean we can't!"

Geron turned around.