Chapter 589 Gale Fortress
"you--"
At this critical moment, Youfei threw a spear at the old man, trying to stop the sudden appearance of the teleportation array.
But before the spear hit the enemy, her figure was completely covered by the light of the teleportation array.
The next second, everyone disappeared from here.
I don't know where I was teleported to.
The spear, which condensed the fighting spirit that Yufei burst out in desperation, penetrated all obstacles and reached the old man.
The old man, the Lord of Red Lion City [Jierian], did not dodge, but reached out to grab the spear.
The air was seen to be violently fluctuating due to the collision between his palm and the spear.
“Boom—”
The spear stopped steadily, less than five centimeters away from Jie Lian's head.
While Jerry appeared to be unharmed, if one looked closely, one could see that the sleeve of his arm that was grabbing the spear was torn due to the excessive impact, and the exposed muscles were scratched.
"The strength is acceptable."
Jie Lian made a sound that matched his appearance as an old man, as if expressing his approval of Yufei's strength, but then he changed the subject and said:
"But if you want to participate in General Ratan's festival, you still need to go through some trials."
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The teleportation caused by Jie Lian was quite rough, so rough that the person being teleported felt like a violently transported courier, being tossed around on an assembly line.
"vomit!"
When he was completely freed from the teleportation, Vann immediately knelt down and vomited. His senses were spinning and he felt like he was going to vomit out all his internal organs.
When he had almost finished vomiting, his face turned a little pale before he recovered and looked around in confusion.
"Where is this place?"
Along with strange music, several big words suddenly appeared before my eyes.
【Gaelic Fortress】
"What?"
Fann couldn't help but frown. Wasn't he just in Red Lion City? How did he end up in such an unknown place in the blink of an eye?
And what about the people around him? Why is he the only one left?
"Who did this?"
He stood up with the help of the wall, quickly recovered, and looked around at this so-called Gaelic fortress.
To be honest, the area here is much smaller than that of Red Lion City. You can see the end at a glance, and it is estimated that not many people can live here. The place where he is now seems to be the city wall, and there are no soldiers guarding the surrounding area.
As Vann watched, his nose suddenly twitched and he smelled the scent of a wild beast.
A wild roar suddenly came from below, along with the screams of humans.
He quickly ran to the city wall and looked towards the source of the sound. When he saw the scene clearly, his throat couldn't help but move.
On the only open space in Gale Fortress.
A huge white lion was slaughtering several people dressed strangely, and the roars and wails came from there.
Those people were already covered in wounds and had no power to fight back against the white lion. They had died before Vann had the idea of helping them.
And the dead at the scene were not just those people. There were many more corpses piled up like a hill on the open ground. Some had been dead for a long time, and some had obviously died not long ago. The corpses were squeezed together like sacks, emitting a foul stench.
The white lion stepped on their corpses and roared to the sky in a show of power.
Then, the wild eyes stared at him and made a provocative sound.
"You want me to go down?"
Vann didn't jump down out of excitement.
In this position, the opponent cannot jump up, so he can explore safely.
"So this is the defense agency of Red Lion City? It's specially used to teleport people like us who sneak into the city here?" he said to himself.
The white lion is very powerful and is a beast-type enemy. It is probably much more difficult to deal with than a humanoid enemy of the same strength.
Vann felt that he might not be sure of winning.
Just at this moment, he suddenly saw a skinny white spirit squatting in the corner behind him. Scholars explained that these spirits were the souls of the dead who remained in the same place and refused to leave, and some information could be obtained from them.
[Oh, Jerry, why don't you let me participate in the battle festival?]
The spirit made an extremely resentful sound, and judging from its attire, it seemed to be a warrior.
[Is it because my strength does not meet your standards? Then the white lion is your test? ]
[I will kill it for you to see, and then meet the legend of the broken star.]
[I must participate in the battle festival]
"What a pity. Your presence here means you are already dead and you cannot participate in the festival."
Vann mourned for the unknown warrior for a second, then stood up, walked to the edge of the city wall, and stared at the white lion below. He probably knew what he should do.
Only by defeating the white lion can he prove that he has the strength to participate in the Warrior Festival and truly enter the Red Lion City without being teleported out again.
Thinking of this, he jumped down and showed his pistol and meat saw to the white lion that was excited about the slaughter.
Since he wanted to show that he was qualified to participate in the festival, he wanted to display the qualities of a warrior. Staying on the city wall and masturbating while facing the white lion was too obscene, and he didn't like it.
But what is the legend of the Broken Star?
He didn't quite understand what this sentence said, but he didn't have time to understand it. The white lion rushed over to him the moment he landed, and the sharp blades tied to its limbs swung down mercilessly.
Vann stepped aside and dodged, with the graceful steps of a hunter, proof that he had learned his trade from Father Gascoigne.
There was a hint of surprise in the white lion's eyes, as if it was surprised why this thin-looking human could dodge, but the violent attacks continued to fall.
Vann dodged continuously. For him, who had defeated the ominous demon before, dodging the white lion's attack was not a difficult task. The hunter's unique drifting steps even made him look a little cool.
The faster the white lion's attack, the calmer he was able to stay and dodge carefully, and he was unharmed until now.
"Bang!"
Gunshots rang out at this moment, and the lion's huge body paused visibly. At this time, Vann rushed up like a ghost, and the meat saw carved a deep X-shaped scar on its soft abdomen, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
The injured white lion also became ruthless. It suddenly accelerated and hit Vann's shoulder with a heavy claw. The shoulder collapsed clearly and the bones must have been shattered beyond recognition.
But Vann didn't even blink, and with several consecutive slashes, the White Lion's injuries were deepened, and his own wounds were bathed in the enemy's blood, and his injuries recovered rapidly.
A bloody fight between hunters and beasts unfolded in this place full of corpses.
Soon after, both sides were covered in wounds.
“Stronger than I thought.”
Vann poured a handful of healing potion on his body, and his injuries were slowly recovering. The white lion was dyed red by the blood, and was already panting, looking like a spent force.
Until now, Vann has not transformed into a werewolf and insists on using weapons to fight.
After the painful lesson of being beaten by the Red Lion soldiers, Vann learned his lesson and decided not to abuse the power of beast again.
A hunter should look like a hunter. If he transforms into a wild beast at any time, what kind of hunter is he!
And he also thought of his father.
He often wondered why his father used magic to transform himself into a human and abandon his monster body. Is it really that good to be a human?
Although he still hasn't figured out the answer to this question, he thought that since his father yearns to be a human, it might not be appropriate for him to turn into a werewolf at any time.
With this in mind, he finally decided not to use the power of beasts easily anymore, and to use his own weapons and creations in the future.
"bring it on."
Dragging his exhausted body, Fann took the initiative to rush towards the white lion.
The white lion roared, and the enraged beast launched its final attack.
"roar--"
A few minutes later, the roar of the white lion dissipated.
On top of the only tall tower of Gale Fortress, Vann's face appeared.
He wiped the blood splattered on his face and looked in good spirits.
The hunter, full of blood, looked up at the red sky, then set his eyes on the slowly lighting portal and treasure chest at the top of the tower.
"The portal is lit up. Does this mean I am qualified to participate in the battle festival?"
Vann did not rush to touch the portal, but opened the treasure chest first.
What appeared in the treasure chest was a dazzling golden light.
Because the golden light appeared too suddenly, Fann didn't react for a moment, and he grabbed it directly without even having time to be surprised.
The golden light dissipated, and a small amulet appeared in the palm of his hand.
【Legend of the Broken Star】
[Amulet engraved with heroic legends. The wearer will be blessed by the legends and gain more power]
[Ratan, the hero known as the strongest demigod, challenged and crushed the falling stars alone. It is said that the fate of the stars has been sealed since then.]
"It's Latan's story"
Just as Fan En murmured something, the amulet in his hand suddenly burst into light and penetrated into his pupils without reservation.
The next moment, a brand new image appeared before my eyes.
He saw meteors falling from the sky.
(End of this chapter)
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