The Divine Hunter - Chapter 578

Chapter 578 The beginning of everything 2

Roy glanced over the pair of mentors and apprentices who had just reached an agreement.

Casillas Burns/Alzu

Age: 14

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Cosimo Malaspina

Age: 180

Identity: Master Alchemist, Warlock

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The legendary creator appears alive within reach. The hair on the face, the breath between the mouth and nose, the faint body odor, the hair and beard flying in the wind, the chaotic energy overflowing from the body, are all so clear and distinct. Just like the real world…

Is this really an illusion?

“Who is Your Excellency?”

In the pavilion, a long robe, the old man with white beard and fluttering turned his head, his eyes turned to the unexpected guest.

The young Alzu was shocked, he didn’t notice that there were more people beside him.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb the two of you.” Roy leaned toward the two of them and looked at the teenager, “I just want to come over and say hello. We’ve seen it before, in the Burns family garden…”

Roy mentioned the last garden bullying incident.

Cosimo looked at the newly-acquired disciple with questions.

Alzu opened his mouth wide, his palm unconsciously rubbed the surface of the rough stone pillar, repeatedly observed the face of the demon hunter, and shook his head.

“Your Excellency Roy admitted the wrong person. I don’t remember where I saw you!”

“Did you remember correctly?”

“Teacher, since I was a child, I have had the ability to remember, as long as I met people, even with two eyes, I can remember for a lifetime. But he, I have no impression.” He muttered, “but he said again By the way, I like to read the “Guide to Cavalier Virtues.”

Why can’t I remember me?

The reality of the scene after these few fogs is by no means comparable to that of an illusion.

He even thought he had gone back in time,

First talk with Alzu as a child, and then as a teenager.

But why did he have no impression of himself, and did not produce the so-called butterfly effect at all.

Roy couldn’t understand.

But he felt that the answer to this question was directed at the core of the misty world!

“Then I’m sorry, it’s just that I confessed to the wrong person.” The Demon Hunter said regretfully.

“Why don’t you come in and sit and communicate? There are not many humans in the world who control chaotic energy. Since they met, it is a kind of fate.” The old man smiled and invited warmly.

Roy nodded and sat on the stone bench opposite the two.

“I take the liberty to ask…Is you from the east of the Blue Mountains?” Cosimo’s vicissitudes of life swept through his clothes, signs, and the chaotic energy of his body as light as a tulle.

“The old man asked himself to be knowledgeable, but he didn’t remember where in the north and south, where people were dressed like your lord, special enchanted leather armor and double swords, wearing silver beast talisman, a whole suit of potions, and silver-gray vertical pupils.”

Roy felt strange in his heart.

The creator of the Demon Hunter actually questioned his identity.

But he was right to think about it again. At this point in history, they have not been created yet.

He had an interesting idea.

“I live in the north, and I started wandering around in an uncertain place a long time ago. The world is so vast. It is not surprising that Master Cosimo has never seen me.”

“Are your eyes born like this? Are you a natural master of chaotic energy?”

“Same as me?” Alzu suddenly felt that the stranger who broke in suddenly plucked his eyes a lot.

“On the contrary, I have undergone artificial transformation and mutation…” Roy grinned at the two of them and said frankly, “From ordinary people, they have become a little bit of magic talent, and bring two swords. Learned a few trivial spells and traveled around the world to deal with monsters, water ghosts, ghouls, and high-level vampires that attacked and killed humans. You should know that this world is very chaotic and dangerous, and there are many deadly to ordinary people. Evil exists.”

“Transformation, mutation?” Cosimo keenly caught the key points in his words, and a scorching fire flashed across his eyes, “This is somewhat similar to the Warlock Brotherhood’s project in Risberg Castle.”

“Kill the monster? The hero is righteous,” Alzu flushed with excitement, as if he had found a like-minded companion, “Isn’t it just chivalry?!”

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“Master Cosimo, did you mention Risberg’s renovation project?” Roy interrupted their thoughts and asked with interest.

“Your Excellency is so frank, the old man would be too petty…then let’s talk.” The old man stroked his white beard and said, “A group of wizards, with the funding of the Northern Warlock Brotherhood, carried out mutations and transformations for ordinary humans. Experiment, trying to make ordinary people possess magical qualifications to deal with the dark monsters all over the world, and even become powerful thugs.”

“Unfortunately, there has been no progress so far. The end of the experiment participants…is terrible.”

“Ah, are all dead?” Alzu interjected.

“Well, there is no life left…” Cosimo looked at the Demon Hunter, “So your Excellency claims that he passed the transformation and mutation is no less than a miracle… If it is convenient, how about a deal, and the secret of your success…”

Roy smiled, thought for a moment, and said that without reservation. At first, Resso told him the insight of the creator of the Demon Hunter.

“The years will demand a replacement price. The old clay becomes harder and harder. Adults cannot transform it and can only collapse into slag. Only young lives have’plasticity’.”

Plasticity?

Cosimo Manaspina shook his whole body, supported his chin with both hands, sat on the stone bench, and fell into a contemplative state in a magical manner.

And Roy looked at Alzu again.

“Boy, are you still being beaten? Are you still nosy to get others’ approval?”

“Ah, how do you know so clearly? Have we met, I forgot you?” Alzu frowned, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

“Please answer me.”

Fog gradually rose up from around the pavilion, covering Cosimo who was thinking,

“I will practice it all my life…” Alzu’s firm words became intermittent in the mist.

“So does anyone recognize you?”

“Lilianna…” The young voice was a little more shy, “The first person to recognize me not only saved my life, but also unreservedly supported my actions, and possessed a more noble and greater ideal than me.”

The voice falls…

Dense fog obscures everything.

Roy sat in the mist of chaos, sighing.

Whether what he is experiencing is true or not, it has something to do with Alzu, the creator of the Demon Hunter.

He has an extra goal in his mind.

He wants to witness history in this mysterious mist, and figure out how Alzu’s life has changed.

How did    get the fragments?

The mist was in the air, and soon it was another scene.

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A handsome young man with black curly short hair, and a woman with pink face and peach cheeks, beautiful eyes and a medicine basket on her knees are sitting by the clear stream, letting the water soak over her ankles.

The girl churns the water with her white feet comfortably, her dark hair reflects the bright sun, and the smile on her face is sweet and moving, while the man hangs his head and frowns.

“Alzu…finally saw one side, I should be happily!” The girl touched his profile affectionately with a hand covered with water, “I like to watch you smile, what’s unhappy? I listen!”

“Liliana… I just learned from the teacher that the warlock can live a long, long time because of the transformation of chaotic energy…”

“How long?” The girl tilted her head, leaned against his shoulder, and exhaled heat into his ears playfully.

“A few lifetimes of ordinary people, no, maybe ten lifetimes.” Alzu suddenly turned pale, and tremblingly stretched out his right hand, clinging tightly to her shoulders, as if to rub her into the body, so hard that the girl slightly Choking, “I’m worried, do you understand?”

The girl pursed her lips, leaned in his arms, looking up at him,

“Speaking of it, I blame me for being too stupid and lacking talent…I can’t learn magic with you. But isn’t there an old saying, no matter how long you live, as long as you have ideals, your life will not be wasted.”

“Not enough.” Alzu murmured to himself with his arms around his fragrant shoulders, and the young people’s love troubles appeared on the heroic and handsome face, “I can’t imagine how my life would go without you by my side in the future. ”

“You think too far, am I alive and well now? As long as I am still, I will remember you and pray for you.”

“Don’t worry, smile, say something happily, how do you learn magic?”

“The teacher said that I am a genius who has never met in a century,” Alzu’s left five fingers flexed like plucking a string, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the center of the gurgling stream, and the water spurted in all directions during the rotation.

A crystal clear water ball the size of a sandbag drilled a whirlpool and hovered in front of the two of them.

With Alzu’s fingers, it quickly transforms into various animal forms. Dogs, sheep, cows, snakes…like a wonderful magic.

“Liliana, the chaotic energy is too powerful. I have only studied magic for ten years.”

“The scum and social scum that used to beat me viciously, now I can solve it with a finger.”

“I only know now that it is so simple for a chivalrous man to uphold justice and eradicate evil.”

The young man’s face shined, showing confidence that he had never had before.

But the enthusiasm and stubbornness of being beaten up by a few nameless men in the past is like a slight fire under the embers, gradually extinguishing.

“It’s a good thing.” The woman joked, “You will never be beaten up and swollen like you used to be. You will be in a coma in the gutter, waiting for me to heal.”

“No, Liliana, I will always need you…” Alzu quickly stared at her with brown eyes, and held her left hand to hold on to his chest. “What you mean to me is just like the story says. Yes, the harbor of the soul, without your company and encouragement, I have given up long ago, just like my cousin and cousin.”

The woman Ryori smiled, leaning her face on his chest,

“Continue on the Warlock Brotherhood.”

“No one in the fraternity discriminates against me or insults my origin. Most of them respect me, or respect talent and hard work. I no longer need to desperately seek approval from others.”

“But the more I know about magic, the more I feel insignificant. The evils in the world, injustices, injustices, and countless things are countless, and I can never solve them alone.”

“The senior management in the Brotherhood of Warlocks seemed to see my ideals and began to invite Teacher Cosimo and me to go to Risberg together to help them study human mutation transformation plans and deal with monsters.”

“Huh?” Liliana suddenly pulled his sleeves nervously, “Did you agree?”

“No. I remember you said that if you want to torture and sacrifice a group of people in exchange for the happiness of others, it is wrong from the root.”

“I don’t want to torture those innocent experimenters. Teacher Cosimo respected my opinion… He also believes that the results of mutation experiments may be stolen and abused in war.”

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully at him.

“Are you working well?” Alzu touched the girl’s hair lovingly.

“That’endless war’ is still going on, and a large number of wounded soldiers are sent to the temple hospital every day… In addition, the number of monsters is increasing unabated, evil spirits and ghouls attacking humans more and more frequently. “The girl’s eyes flashed a little, and she said worriedly, “The Temple Hospital is fully loaded from morning to night. There are no beds in the hospital, and some of the wounded have to lay on the floor in the yard, and the ground is cold and hard. The air is not good, and there are messy wailing everywhere. Every day, several people are too badly wounded to be cured…and thrown into the morgue…”

“But I’m just an ordinary doctor, I can’t change the situation.” The woman was emotional, her pretty face showed a touch of self-blame, she grabbed the man’s hand suddenly, and said, “Do you still remember our ideals?”

“Of course… I have taken it as my creed-to create a safer world and let our fellow citizens get rid of all the monsters hung in the shadows.”

“Very well, Alzu. Always remember that you are my hope.”

“By the way, I have something for you.”

Alzu took out a fingernail-sized badge from the placket, lifelike lilies blooming beautifully, chaotic energy flowing glowing on the silver surface,

“Try it on, don’t take it off anyway, it will protect you.”

“Ok.”

The stream is not far away.

The demon hunter hiding in the bushes became blurred again, and the surging fog took him elsewhere.

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The sky is overcast, and the rain is woven into a silver curtain, covering a cemetery in the outskirts of overgrown grass.

In the misty drizzle, the face has become mature, the chin has a short beard, and the sad Alzu is all over his body. The white beard is still fluttering. Cosimo, full of wise man’s demeanor, stands in front of a tombstone.

A cluster of lilies was dying from the rain.

“How did it happen?”

“When she went to the suburbs to collect medicine, she rescued a man who was attacked by a ghoul… The man survived, but she was gone…” Alzu said in despair.

“Where is her amulet?”

Arzu froze for a while, squatted down, and gently touched the tombstone with one hand, and in the palm of the other hand, there was a lily badge with a broken horn lying on it, “This little fool, hurt the badge. , Protected him from the minions of the ghoul.”

“It is ridiculous that so far the man has not come to the grave to worship once.”

“I can’t figure it out.” Alzu looked at the tombstone with a smile, tears rolled out of his eyes unconsciously, a kind of inexplicable pain, grievance, and anger rise with the blood, deep into the bone marrow,” she said, if you want to sacrifice one It’s a big mistake to exchange people for the happiness of another person.”

“Why hurt yourself, hurt me, to save a man who never knew each other and didn’t know how to be grateful!”

“Is it worth it?” He questioned at the tombstone, his flushed face burning with anger, and all the feelings he had poured in before were gone.

suddenly lowered his head, anger immediately turned into self-blame and depression,

“Why, I was not with her at the time? Unexpectedly, she would be in danger?”

“I am an incompetent trash!”

boom!

The left fist hit the ground fiercely, the smooth skin cracked and the dazzling blood slid down from the back of the hand along the front of the fist.

“A person cannot be resurrected from the dead, be sorry, Alzu. Becoming a warlock means that you will experience many partings.”

“Kellyanna is less than thirty years old! She should have lived!” he yelled unwillingly.

“I understand your feelings, but don’t hate the wrong person, that man and you are not the culprit.” Cosimo patted him on the shoulder, warmly comforting, “The source is a monster.”

“Without that ghoul, tragedy would not happen.”

No ghouls?

Alzu clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and wiped away the liquid that could not tell whether it was tears or rain.

Look at the lily badge in the palm.

Liliana’s pure and flawless face emerged in the flowers, and her immature but firm words echoed in her mind—

Alzu, I want to create a safer world and let people completely get rid of all monsters lurking in the shadows!

“Impossible, it is impossible to do it alone…” He sobbed, and roared lowly, “I’m not paying attention, I will learn magic for a while…Woo…you are gone…you are gone.”

“What are you talking about, kid?”

“Teacher, I am going to Risberg to participate in the mutation experiment. She has already demonstrated to me, and sometimes, sacrifice is inevitable.”

“Did you think clearly? The transformation experiment has not made any progress so far, and you can pass the psychological level?”

“I want to continue her ‘unfinished business’! But it’s obvious that alone, alone, wandering around, slaying demons and demons like a lunatic, it is impossible to clean up all the monsters, and you are not enough.”

“I need a helper… if not,” he squeezed the badge, the hard edges and corners sank into the flesh and blood of his palm, the dazzling blood slid down the tiger’s mouth to the tombstone, “I will create it myself!”

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Amidst the hazy fog, a medium-sized castle stands on a rock wall, the walls are painted in bright colors, there are four high towers and some small turrets with beautiful decorations.

(End of this chapter)