《Night Ranger》Chapter 520. Autumn Hunting Ground
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"The hunt is about to begin."
"Dear Teacher, I'll definitely awaken you," a gloomy voice echoed in a dark corner of the square.
A tall black-gowned man was standing in front of a coffin.
Bright, star-like light flickered on both sides of the coffin. If Marvin were here, he would have recognized the bright star lights. They were a pair of magnificent daggers!
Cold Light's Grasps!
At this moment, the daggers were inserted in each side of the coffin.
A beast's thundering voice came out of the coffin!
"Roar!"
It felt like an ancient, vicious spirit was about to awaken!
But a weird rune flickered on the coffin and forcibly suppressed these roars.
The black-gowned man silently raised his head and looked pensively into the darkness, seemingly holding some sort of secret.
Behind him, a great amount of mist rose up, and a Two-Headed Dragon emerged from it.
Followed by the Jade Banshee.
"Master, doing this is very dangerous."
"You know that it forced you to become corrupt that time. It also killed Miss Silvermoon."
The Banshee's expression was very complicated.
Before reaching the Wilderness Hall, she hadn't been aware of her Master's crazy plan.
"No one can resist its willpower, you'll kill yourself!"
The black-gowned man turned his head, the green soul fires flickering randomly. "Only a God's Divine Vessel can be used as a sacrifice to revive a God."
"It was the one to kill Luna, it's now time for it to pay its debt."
"Rest assured, I'll find a way to handle it."
The Lich sounded eerily peaceful as it muttered, "Just a seal, its punishment is too light, way too light!"
His voice had a hint of coldness.
Even the Banshee, who had followed him all this time, shivered.
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"The hunt should be starting."
"Those greedy people will pay with their lives. Greed is a sin, and all the powerhouses, whether they are Devils or Angels, who appeared in the northeast of Holy Light City looking for Cold Light's Grasps will only have one end. "
"Activating the [Autumn Hunting Ground] and releasing the true wilderness' bloody power!"
...
In the small rooms, each Legend powerhouse woke up one after the other.
They each faced a Ghost merchant. Some chose to decline, some chose to kill the Ghost, and some, like Marvin, tried to learn something from the Ghost's mouth.
But none of this hindered the Lich's plan from proceeding.
"You are about to enter the wilderness, to a really deadly area. You may become prey, but if you are powerful enough, you can become the hunter."
The Ghost gloomily recounted, "I was once a powerful Legend powerhouse. I fell in the hunt and became like this."
"Don't rely on your Legendary Class too much in the hunt. In the [Autumn Hunting Ground], the Legend law has been abolished!"
What!
Legend law abolished?
That sentence made Marvin shake a bit.
He'd already had some guesses and preparations, but when he heard those words, Marvin felt very shocked.
The Legend powerhouses were all relying on their Legendary Classes. The Legend law losing effectiveness meant that the Legendary Classes couldn't be used.
His power would be suppressed to level 20.
This would cause many Legends that had been accustomed to being almighty to be unable to adapt.
Who knew what kind of terrifying lifeforms were in the Hunting Ground?
"So, is this the Wilderness God's game?"
Marvin bought a second item to keep asking questions. A torch.
He didn't know whether his Darksight might also lose effectiveness, so he bought it just in case.
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"I don't know."
"But the Autumn Hunting Ground and the hunting game are indeed the creation of the Wilderness God."
"Only the Wilderness God and his subordinates should be able to open the Wilderness Hall."
The Ghost sighed before rambling, "Although there are many things I'm not clear about, I still remember mistakenly entering the wilderness after looking for an item. That Hunting Ground is too cruel, most people can't survive..."
"How can we leave?"
Marvin bought his last item, a [Hunting Knife]. If it really was like the Ghost described and the frightening Autumn Hunting Ground was a space created by the Wilderness God, there might be all kinds of laws governing Legends that were changed.
Whether he could even use Azure Leaf was uncertain.
He bought a weapon as insurance.
"Become the final victor of the hunting game."
The Ghost squinted as he said, "Strive to survive and you'll know."
Marvin frowned, clearly not satisfied with that answer.
But before he could say more, the Ghost craftily laughed before pointing out, "You don't have any money."
"Don't think of cheating me, I can sense it. Since you are out of money, you can go."
"Poor kid, I hope you can live a while longer… Maybe we'll meet again later."
Then, the Ghost and the room disappeared.
The crimson sky was exuding a feeling of franticness.
Marvin was in the wilderness.
In the distance, he could faintly see the light of a bonfire.
There was a huge moon in the sky.
"Welcome to the Autumn Hunting Ground."
A sinister voice echoed in Marvin's heart.
"You obtained a hunter mark. This mark will keep following you in the Autumn Hunting Ground."
"Want to survive? Slaughter as much as you like."
"Only by killing and seizing can you obtain more hunter marks, people, and beasts."
"I always believed that death and slaughter were the most beautiful things. Only when faced with these would all lifeforms burst with unimaginable potential."
"I'm looking forward to your performance."
"Strive to survive."
The voice gradually disappeared.
But the shock in Marvin's heart didn't waver.
Although that voice had been carefully manipulated, he still managed to figure out the source.
'It's that Lich!'
'Fuck, it wasn't the Wilderness God who opened the Wilderness Hall?'
'What is that Lich after? Why would he throw so many people into the Autumn Hunting Ground and have them fight each other?'
Marvin felt numb.
He noticed an imprint appearing on his hand with the mark of the Wilderness God.
So this was the so-called [Hunter Imprint]?
If he wanted to leave the Hunting Ground, he would have to proceed with the hunt.
Kill others and obtain their hunter imprints, needing to gather enough before being able to leave?
Which lunatic thought of that rule?
That Lich? What is he trying to do in the end? Why was he so powerful that he could manipulate so many Legends?
What was his goal?
Questions kept appearing in Marvin's mind.
He forced himself to calm down.
Now wasn't the time to think about that.
Because as time passed, more and more people were appearing in the wilderness.
He had to find a place to hide first!
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