"How's it going? Did you find anything?"
Facing Nolan Lusi’s question, I shook my head.
Seeing this, Villier next to him also expressed that he didn't find anything.
"It was like some kind of large-scale teleportation magic. There was no trace of leaving at all. Everyone disappeared in an instant, and there was no time to react."
"How did this become a ghost story-" I sighed.
Nolan Lusi also became serious. She folded her hands and said: "I have never seen such a situation. Even the demons are listed as taboos by you and there is no record of such a thing happening."
This kind of situation is actually similar to the sacrifice of some evil gods, but the so-called sacrifice should also involve at least a struggle.
After all, it is impossible for all of these demon hunters to be cultists, but in other words, if the guess is true, it will be even more terrifying.
Kyle Russ touched his head awkwardly and said, "Well, none of the demons I know are like this. Mainly, our performance in hell requires souls. Directly passing people over is expressly prohibited in the employee handbook - For what I did last time, I asked my boss to add it to the employee handbook, so it must not have been done by the devil."
Having a civil servant in hell is really convenient in every sense of the word.
"Your hell is quite formal..."
"The main reason is that there are so many disturbing things, and it's easier to do things with rules." Kellas said disapprovingly.
The corners of Viril's eyes twitched, and then she said: "Okay, at least it helps us eliminate a pretty big option."
It's not a devil's sacrifice after all.
"Why do I suddenly feel that this matter would be much simpler if it were a demon sacrifice?" I complained accurately.
Kellas nodded in agreement and said: "The main reason is that the demons in hell will basically give me face. After all, their subordinates have to enter and exit through the gate of hell..."
It’s amazing in every sense of the word.
"Then, there is only one place left." I breathed out softly, "The master witcher's camp...right?"
"Indeed, the main thing is that their tent doesn't look like a good thing, which is really unsightly." Nolan Lusi sighed and said.
Yes—and that might mean something.
I turned my head and looked in the direction of the master witcher's camp.
It's just that it's obscured by dense forests, and even people with eyesight many times better than ordinary humans can't see what's going on there.
Lift your feet and walk through the woods.
A vast expanse of land comes into view beyond the horizon.
On the desert, countless broken flags were planted diagonally, lying in a state of disarray as if they had been trampled by giants.
However, the direction in which these flags fell——
Like flowers blooming, they point to the surroundings, highlighting the dilapidated tent in the middle.
This is also the first time we have seen additional traces since we came here and noticed the anomaly.
The tent was made of Warcraft skin, but now it had been completely torn apart, revealing the broken keel, and underneath were scattered equipment.
The wind has not yet stopped, and the pages scattered in the tent have been picked up by the wind and hung on the stubborn tree trunks that have not fallen.
"It seems that those master-level demon hunters are not completely useless." Nolan Lusi said with a mixture of mockery and sigh.
"Do you mean 'at least it didn't disappear without leaving a trace', or 'maybe it left these messes behind'?" Kellascon asked curiously.
"Probably both." I sighed.
These flags had not appeared when we left, but the flags that appeared now, the abnormal shape of the fallen flags, and the damaged tents can already explain certain problems.
"So, it's not the devil, but a more bizarre ritual that caused the current situation?" Villier said clearly, "But almost in an instant, thousands of demon hunters disappeared, and a master-level demon hunter We can only simply resist, what kind of ritual did they perform?"
······really.
"It's not that this kind of thing has never happened." Nolan Lusi said after being silent for a while, "Summoning - if you can't pay a considerable price, then some unpleasant things will happen."
I narrowed my eyes slightly and said, "Is this a summoning formation? If this is the price, then such a price is really unexpected."
"From the perspective of taking lives, this is indeed the case." Nolan Lusi walked over slowly as she spoke.
The dark sword condensed out of the void, and its geometric wake turned into particles and dispersed.
Far away from the human city, Nolan Lusi finally let go of the restrictions on herself, and the magical aura belonging to the Demon King slightly overflowed to cope with the possible impact.
Um--
If nothing else, I'm probably the weakest one here?
Faced with the situation where my teammates were all legends, I decisively chose the safe position in the middle of the team.
Passing through the summoning formation composed of flags, the dilapidated tent was approaching in front of us——
"There is someone." Nolan Lusi raised his sword and said softly, "But I can't feel the breath of living creatures."
"I can't feel the breath of the undead either." Kellas raised his hand and added.
Nolan Lusi turned back to glare at her, and then quickly slashed the sword.
The sword light was sharp, and the "person" in front of him was split into two.
Afterwards, a sudden burst of wind swept out from the break.
In an instant, countless defensive magics were applied to the whole body, and a field like absolute defense spread out in the boundless wilderness.
However, after the strong wind passed, the "person" in front of him turned into smoke and dust and disappeared into the sky.
"...What's going on?" Kellas opened her mouth, then closed it again as if she realized something.
Nolan Lesi frowned slightly and looked at the place where the "person" was before and said: "The body is decomposed - this situation seems to be someone who has used disintegration magic. That kind of magic will split the target into basic elements. But the effect of this magic is not instantaneous..."
She was silent for a moment, and then added: "And the disintegration magic will first consume the magic power of the recipient. In this process, the recipient will..."
I didn't hear the conversation clearly.
Because at the edge of the sky, the place where the madness dissipates.
A dislocated image appears in the sunset reflected by the setting sun, refracting a transparent outline like water in the air.
"——I think it's possible. I've found some clues, but it's probably not the time to elaborate."
The transparent outlines rotate.
Huge and majestic.
