Roy, Reso and the five men returned to the snow-covered castle of Hein Kawich in the mountains and mountains with the flashing mist.

On the ground floor of the castle, the empty hall, torches hung from the thick stone pillars supporting the ceiling, and the fireplace was burning.

The swaying fire illuminated the four great masters sitting around the round table, as well as the master and disciple of Arzu.

The Evil Eye of Ivar was finally joined by the four first-generation witch hunters, missing a hundred years.

Looking at the old guys who had been away for a long time with complex eyes, the three great masters' outfits were not much different from those in memory. Time gave them special treatment. In addition to adding a few scars and having a more vicissitudes of temperament, they did not leave too many traces.

Just a slightly numb expression.

Arzu, the leader of his passerby, was still handsome and extraordinary, with no wrinkles on his face, but his hair was gray and his eyes were tired.

Ivar had a hint of self-deprecation at the corner of his mouth, "Just as those believers of gods said, we are all creatures of God cursed by fate, so we each fought for most of our lives. The school we had worked hard to create was destroyed, and the disciples died and they were gone."

"The effort was gone, but in the end it was only me who was left."

"Are you showing off, Ivar," Aiga sighed, and suddenly glanced at him with a little enviousness, "You are much luckier than us, and at least there is still a legacy in the Viper School."

"And my Kelmohan, Kyle Siren of Elland, and Hayn Kawich of Anahad, are all left with only a few lonely people."

There was a moment of stagnation in the room.

"Arzu, even you survived the disaster in Maripo." Ivar broke his silence and changed the subject, "Why didn't you see the old man Kosimo?"

The mage suddenly tightened his cheeks.

Click!

The flames in the fireplace suddenly flourished, and the dazzling fire shone a hint of sadness and gloom on his face.

"The teacher 'left' fifty years ago."

Everyone lowered their heads like silent contemplation.

"What's the situation? That old man is in a very tough body?"

"curse."

During that trip to the Flying Dragon Mountains, Cosimo was cursed at the death by the afterimage of Lilit, the witch of Night, and the magically transformed body could not withstand the vicious and powerful divine power.

I could only rely on Dijing's wish to persevere for a few more years, but I didn't last until the end.

"I will fulfill his wish." Arzu said in a deep voice, and his repeated advice from Cosimo was flashing in his ears.

This strengthened his determination.

"What a pity. Arzu, I'm sorry," Ivar pointed out without hesitation, "The old man is more likable than you!"

"Now now, how do you plan to help me with wild hunting?"

"Not to help you," Anahad shook his head, "but to help each other."

"Everyone present, except Idaran, has the ideal and desire that Dijin can do nothing to make a wish..." said Elland. "We are gathering together to fulfill each other."

“How to do it?”

Four eyes turned to Arzu.

"Ivar, the following words are a bit unbelievable. But I promise there is no false statement. A great being symbiotic with me...you can call it the Supreme," Arzu was silent for a moment. "When it matures, it can have infinite power, and it can easily help us realize all our wishes and make up for the regrets of the past!"

"I'll look for you, and use your evil eyes to find more nutrients for it... to let it grow rapidly."

The master of the Snake Sect raised his eyebrows and looked around his eyes.

"No kidding? Why do I seem to have heard the big fool who was deceived by the demon in the bottle and the evil god in another realm in the legend?"

"You don't know its power."

Arzu pointed out his left hand at the master of the Snake Sect, and a strange red light burst out from the palm of his palm.

A terrifying vision suddenly appeared in front of Ivar's eyes. His body was wrapped in blood. The round and elastic octopus-like creature jumped out of the void.

Brachial and foot agitation!

The nightmare illusion that followed!

The snake witch hunter widened his pupils and looked horrified. Countless monsters he had killed rushed from the dark void around him.

The people who died at his hands were wailing and screaming, crawling out of the hell piled with blood and bones under his feet, pulling him.

Bite his flesh and blood.

Screaming his crimes.

His muscles were tightened to the point of spasm, his pupils contracted, and his cold sweat soaked his black hair!

The mysterious power penetrated every inch of his skin and covered his nerves, unable to move even a finger.

Just like the fish on the chopping board, let it be slaughtered.

Arzu waved his hand casually, and the blood-colored octopus floated and fled into the void.

"Huh...Breathe..." The cold palm wiped away the sweat from his forehead. Ivar gasped and took a step back, widening the distance from Arzu.

Extremely alert eyes.

"This so-called supreme person is definitely not a good person! His image is strange, like an evil god born in nothingness, his ability is so vicious and terrifying, he uses his past to create nightmares and attack my strong heart. I almost lost its way!"

"To be honest, I feel that it is using your hands to accomplish some ulterior motive of evil purpose!"

"Arzu, be careful!"

"Evil purpose?" Anahad asked, "Are you sure it is more evil than a snare your fellow countrymen and brainwash them into a passionless, pale, numb skeleton puppet?"

"He who helped the Supreme is more difficult to accept than watching his castle with his own eyes, being burned by the group of wizards, priests, peasant thugs, brothers and sisters who fought side by side, being flooded by avalanches and turned into an ice sculpture, and being penetrated by swords and becoming a hedgehog, but he is powerless to do anything about it?"

Elland and Aiga turned pale and fell into unbearable memories again.

"No need to worry... When the Supreme One merged with me, he was in an extremely weak state, and I am still dominated now!" Arzu's tone was assured, and the red light on his body changed as he pleased, "It cannot go against my will!"

Ivar lowered his head.

After pondering for a long time, shaking his head and laughing,

"That's right. Even the most knightly boss Elland chose to do it with you! I also considered that the so-called evil would not seek trouble? Anyway, the sky collapsed and there was a tall one in front of me!"

"As long as you can eliminate all the dog hunters, I will join!"

"What's going on with nutrients?!"

Arzu gave a look at Idaran.

The latter stood up, bowed to everyone like an actor, and a curve of excitement was opened on the corner of his mouth!

Walk straight to a dark wall on the east side of the hall.

The left hand with the protruding knuckles strokes from top to bottom against the wall.

It's like a skilled painter waving a brush. A lifelike golden oak tree appears on the wall, connecting the ceiling from the ground.

But it only has a thick and quaint torso, without any branches or leaves!

"The nutrients that the Supreme needs are the human soul."

"The fastest way to obtain souls is undoubtedly to directly destroy cities by using the forbidden spell. Naturally, there are thousands of dead people providing souls... Teacher Alzu has this ability."

Everyone couldn't help but think of Maripo's time, when the devil was born, destroying the world!

"Or create a great plague, and countless dead people will turn into nutrients. I deeply cultivate the field of biological transformation and think I can give it a try!" Idalan said proudly, "According to me, this is the best solution. After all, more than a hundred years ago, the priests and mages of the temple, didn't they slander the witch hunters for creating Vigima's plague? They even summoned the Avalanche to destroy Kyle Siren!"

"We should make up their stupid ideas for the sake of our teeth!"

"It's a pity that Mr. Cosimo did not agree at the time. He believed that there must be a bottom line to realize his ideals, and Arzu followed his teachings, and Master Elland was not willing."

Ivar was relieved when he heard this.

Otherwise, in most cases, Arzu had been replaced by evil creatures in his body!

"So, we chose the longest and most clumsy approach"

"Enter the battlefield!"

"War is the greatest malice of mankind towards the world, the most disgusting product of bloody politics, the invention of mankind!"

"For the sake of interests, the same kind of people are killed!"

"There is no psychological burden to collect such a soul!"

"In order to improve the efficiency of collection!" Idaran suddenly took out a yellow bi-eared pottery jar from his waist, and the cap was carved with a cross and a nine-pointed star seal.

He threw the bottle at random to Ivar, who was stunned and subconsciously held it in his hand. The entrance was slightly warm, and the remaining chaotic energy caused the pendant to tremble slightly.

"Teacher Alzu used Dijing to make wishes to strengthen his astrology ability and predicted the time, location, and general number of casualties on the entire continent."

"The three demon hunters rely on their superb skills and perfect alchemy props to shuttle through the battlefield and collect the souls of the dead!"

His left hand touched the big golden oak tree on the wall

The time, place, and numbers written in ancient language appear at the bottom of the trunk, just like a forked branch.

“1150, Dol Blathanna, 20000…”

The cold and excited male voice read out the bottom line.
To be continued...