Under the cold moonlight.●⌒,

A primitive and wild altar stands near the Kiln Valley, where a species is rarer than other places on the road.

Steel-skinned wild boar man!

The origin of this creature is no longer explorable. I only know that outside the country of humanity, that is, near the wilderness, many creatures similar to wild boars are on the edge of orc territory. These races are basically like zombies, all of which are the kind of races that live a life of fishing and hunting, so in their daily lives, [hunting] is an indispensable part.

The faith of the God of Hunting-Mala is widely spread in this area.

It was almost the early morning, and a large number of bonfires were erected near the altar in front of me, and there were also faint howlings like wild boars and other messy sounds.

Many evil beast-turned people are staunch believers of the hunting god - Mara.

At this moment, a large number of species gathered near the altar, ranging from humans, orcs, lizards, gnolls to wild boars. Many creatures divided their own camps and stayed near the altar. Because of the racial barriers, even believers who believe in the same gods, the relationship between these hunters is not very harmonious, or unless they are important figures, they rarely gather together.

"Aowoo!"

A shrill wolf howl came, and the werewolf near the altar couldn't help but look surprised and even shrank in fear.

In the cold moonlight, a tall and burly figure was approaching quickly.

It has a look close to a gnoll, but if you look closely, he is not a gnoll at all, he is a dark creature.

He is a werewolf!

As a dark species like vampires, the werewolf has talent abilities far beyond ordinary human creatures. He stared at other hunters with his scarlet pupils, and then slowly walked towards the center of the altar.

Dark species rely on hunting to live.

Whether it is a werewolf or a vampire, a considerable number of people believe in the hunting god - Mara.

The reason is very simple.

Not only because of the priesthood mastered by the God of Hunting, but more importantly, He also has a very special realm.

【Moon】field!

As a chaotic and evil god, the hunting god can survive for such a long time. Naturally, it is not so easy to deal with.

Ms. Silver Moon was very weak for a certain period of time, and even had to rely on the protection of the "God of Love and Beauty" and rely on the power of the goddess of magic to survive. It was during this period of time. In order to expand her own territory and increase her own range of believers, the God of Hunting used a long time to extend her own territory, and He mastered the realm of the [Moon].

It is precisely because of this.

Many dark species have become His believers, especially the dark species of werewolf. Many ethnic groups believe in Him.

As we all know.

Dark species always have special sensations about the power of the moon. Since the hunting god Mala mastered the [Moon Realm], the beast-turned man and his own camp have been divided into two factions. One faction still maintains his belief in Ms. Silver Moon, while the other faction turns to the embrace of the hunting god. They believe that the teachings of the hunting god are more suitable for the nature of the dark species.

"The sacrifice begins!"

The burly werewolf stood in the middle of the altar, looking down at the other species present, as if swearing his unique position.

This is a legendary species.

Compared with vampires who like to mingle among humans, many werewolf and wild life love to wander in the wilderness. Many of them live near the orc territory.

A dull roar rang out.

A cheetah with a creature level of high level was lifted up, followed by a terrestrial dragon with its limbs locked, and then a burly orc warrior.

One by one, the prey was sent to the altar.

Almost all of them are creatures of high-level strength. They are prey dedicated to the hunting god at this moment. The power of [Bloody Desire] will awaken the hunting god.

"Why is there no Legendary Blood?!"

The werewolf glanced at the prey, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Have you prepared all this garbage to offer to my Lord?"

The god of hunting loves legendary blood.

Even though there are many high-level creatures in front of us, in the eyes of werewolf, it is better to dedicate a legendary creature to win the favor of the hunting god.

The ceremony is underway.

Accompanied by the strong smell of blood, the prey was killed one by one, and the rich blood gathered on the altar. Finally, it turned into a phantom of a creature that roared like an orangutan but had sharp claws.

This is the essence of the God of Hunting!

One looks like a combination of orangutan and a baboon, with a slight rogue on his head, a blood-red and ferocious face, and his ears look like the outline of a dagger. It is covered with thick hair, strong limbs, and has traces of a tail behind it.

King of beasts.

Black blood beast.

The original body of the hunting god is a wild beast with high intelligence. It stares at the prey on the altar, and a trace of anger and dissatisfaction appear in the condensed phantom's eyes, accompanied by a roar. The gnoll who was holding the ceremony suddenly died of blood from all seven orifices.

Hulala.

A large number of hunters knelt on the ground, praying in fear and awe, begging the hunting god not to bring his anger to him.

The God of Hunting is very dissatisfied!

The burly werewolf seemed to have expected this long ago. Without legendary blood to his master, no matter how many such high-level creatures are, it is useless.

"prey!"

The phantom of the hunting god roared in anger, and suddenly He turned his gaze to the distant hillside and roared: "There is the prey!...Catch her!...Dedicate it to me!...I want her blood!..."

There are enemies nearby.

The burly werewolf realized this in an instant. He knelt on one knee towards the distorted beast phantom in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "My Lord! Hog Nock will bring you the prey soon!"

Ao Wow!

Accompanied by a wolf howl, several werewolf figures suddenly ran out of the darkness. The burly werewolf leader jumped, crossed more than ten meters away, and rushed towards the hillside in front.

At this time.

The other hunters woke up one after another and rushed towards the hillside.

Under the cold moonlight.

A strong tall figure escaped in a panic. She had sharp ears, which represented her elf identity. On her back was a silver longbow and an exquisite battle blade around her waist, which meant that she was a clever ranger, and was proficient in attacks and close combat. There was a special emblem on her chest, which seemed to be surrounded by stars, which was one of the symbols of [Walker Under the Moon].

She is a member of the Moon Walker who serves Ms. Silver Moon!

For some reason, she actually lurked nearby to observe the bloody sacrifices held by the hunters for the hunting god Mara.
Chapter completed!