Chapter 856 855. Gathering of Storms·The Yu Order of the Lord of Hunting

"HugesenHugesen!"

In the warlord's tent in the Shadow Valley, the Chosen One of the Lord of the Hunt once again heard the low and ethereal call in his sleep. It was like a ship sailing on the dark sea. Everything in sight was dark, only

A ray of light in front of him guides him to get closer to the other side of faith.

Xu Gesen woke up from his dream.

What it saw when it opened its eyes was a bloody world, with roads and stairs strewn with corpses extending at its feet, leading straight to the throne of bones at the front.

How many times have you faced such a scene?

The God-chosen Grand Overseer couldn't help but ask himself questions.

Over the past period of time, this illusion of faith has been constantly eroding it, constantly deepening the bite and pull on Xu Gesen's mind, as if calling him to merge into this bloody world of slaughter.

If other jackals were here, they would have worshiped the bloody giant sitting on the throne of bones long ago, but Xu Gesen was different after all.

Lord Philip told it that as a blood descendant of the Bone-Gnawing King, it has stronger subspace resistance than other jackals. In the past period of time, Xu Gesen was able to think and execute his own plans and actions without interference.

But now that natural resistance is also being eroded.

This is evidenced by the increasingly frequent dreams of faith.

The Lord of Hunting is urging his chosen god to act as soon as possible. As a god who has not yet awakened, this is the maximum level of his interference in the material world.

He also has his flaws. At this stage, he cannot directly control the half-hearted Chosen One to become the butcher of the world.

However, the power of the Lord of the Hunt is growing day by day.

Xu Gesen felt this very clearly. He very much suspected that this was related to the changes on the Western Front battlefield. He was about to wake up. With the current rate of strength growth, the remaining time would not exceed one and a half months!

Xu Gesen knew that he had to take action.

Although it has eliminated the hunting priests in its army who were completely bewitched by faith, and with the assistance of Warlord Hass, it has controlled the force under its command to the maximum extent, but once the Lord of Hunting awakens to a certain point,

If the limit is reached, Xu Gesen's spiritual resistance will eventually fail, and he will fall into the eternal bloody hunt.

It stood up in the dream. Feeling the urgency, it stretched out its claws as usual, wanting to tear this bloody dream apart, but today's situation seemed to be different.

No matter how Xu Gesen expressed his resistance, this dreamland still stood stubbornly, and the calling voice became more and more frequent. At the end of the skull avenue in front of him, the shining light above the throne seemed to call him to step into it.

The Lord of the Hunt has something to show it.

It can't leave here until it's finished.

The Grand Overseer gritted his teeth and stepped onto the road paved with skulls in front of him without much fear.

It climbed up step by step, and every time it stepped on it, one could hear the wail coming from the skull beneath its feet. It might be the sound that the Lord of the Hunt liked to hear the most, but in Hugersen's ears, these sounds were just noisy.

As a warlord and a descendant of the Bone-Gnawing King, it does not enjoy slaughter but pursues victory. Slaughter that does not help victory cannot be Xu Gesen’s entertainment. Unfortunately, its god seems to prefer to display tyranny over violence.

Chasing victory.

What's the point?

Xu Gesen sighed inwardly.

It knows that it cannot change the symbol and appearance of the Lord of Hunting. This thing is a collection of barbaric traditions that have been extended to the present when the gnoll civilization restarted in this chaotic era. It is the common thought of countless gnolls.

A community of faith forged.

As ugly as the Lord of the Hunt is, how crazy were the gnolls of the past.

Although I don’t know where the wise wolf plans to take the future of the jackals, the current symbol of this group is definitely not what a normal civilization should look like.

Xu Gesen stepped up the stairs and soon came to the front of the skull throne. Looking at the bloody world from below, one could see the bloody face of the Lord of Hunting sitting on the throne, but when he arrived at this place, he could only see nothing.

's throne.

After all, it hasn't been born yet.

But there is a flash of light on the throne, waiting for Xu Gesen to touch and examine it.

It stretched out its claws and touched the ball of light. The next moment, its consciousness seemed to be thrown into the sky. Looking down from a high place, one could see a black land, and tens of thousands of gnolls were riding wargs towards the sky.

Running forward, it turned into a turbid current and rushed towards the mountain pass with the empty door wide open.

Farther away, beacon fires had been set off in villages and small cities on the Genoa Peninsula, and black smoke shot straight into the sky.

Countless gnoll warriors were roaring, cheering, and slaughtering, leaving countless corpses in the burned city, and children who had lost their parents howling in the smoke.

Xu Gesen saw a tall jackal almost carved out of the same mold as him, driving a warg and walking in the burning land. It looked at everything that happened in front of it with satisfaction and cruelty, and behind it, countless jackals were swarming even more crazily.

Towards the territory that has been peaceful for thousands of years.

That's Gehrman Bonegnasher!

Xu Gesen once took a look at it from a distance.

Although he is also a blood descendant of the Bone-Gripping King, Gehrman is like the other side of Xu Gesen. It is more like a traditional jackal. It is savage, powerful and aggressive. It also inherited it from the Bone-Gripping King.

He has gained something, strength, ambition and hegemony.

And now Hermann is on the road to the glory it seeks, and it is paying tribute to its ancestors with a great victory across the Genoa Peninsula.

It aspires to become the second bone-gnawing king, and it has indeed completed the first step in this great undertaking.

Xu Gesen retracted his gaze and looked towards the sky. That was what the Lord of the Hunt really wanted to see. In a place where mortals could not notice, wisps of blood-colored light were pouring into the sky from the battlefield below, and were caught by an invisible object.

Devouring greedily.

Every massacre carried out by gnolls, every battle dominated by them, and every trace of blood shed by gnolls will produce such bloody spots.

That is nourishment!

That is the nutrient that nourishes the growth and birth of the Lord of Hunting. With every chaotic breath, the giant spirit appearance of the Lord of Hunting becomes more real.

It's powerful, there's no doubt about it.

Chief Amot and the dead old Manson both described to Hugerson the scene when the Lord of the Hunt was born. He is the racial god of the gnolls and will become powerful due to the prosperity of the gnolls. The number and reproductive capacity of the gnolls are increasing.

It is the best in the whole world, which means that the Lord of Hunting is naturally powerful.

It also has the priesthood of killing, fighting and hunting, which means that once it is born, its divine power will surpass most gods in the subspace, at least much more powerful than Vaam's so-called berserker.

The appearance of such a guy on the battlefield in subspace and the material world will definitely break the current balance between order and chaos. This is the significance of the birth of the Lord of the Hunt.

It could become a crucial "match point" in a crucial battle.

"Don't rush, don't rush, I will fulfill my duty, my god, I am ready to go. You want to see the same scene happen in Transia. I understand! I will carry out your will."

Of course Xu Gesen understood that his god calling him here was definitely not as simple as letting him watch a movie. It immediately made a promise, and then this bloody dream began to collapse like quicksand.

This time when the dream dissipated, Xu Gesen felt a little pain.

That is the pressure and pull that directly affects the soul level, which represents the punishment imposed on it due to the dissatisfaction of the Lord of Hunting.

This is more of a warning than a punishment.

"well"

Xu Gesen opened his eyes in reality. He sat up from his bed and glanced at the weapon placed at his feet. It was a weapon that had just been made by craftsmen a few days ago.

A very barbarian-style warhammer.

The hammer handle is made of thousand-year-old wood from the mossy valley and wrapped in the skin of a thunder lizard. The entire warhammer is made of an irregular piece of blood-colored horn to create a sundering cone. In addition, various colored ores are cast to assist with the secret techniques of voodoo to create a solid

The front is a square hammer body.

Sealed in it is the heart of a Thunder Lizard King who has lived for six hundred years, allowing the warhammer to draw dazzling thunder when it is swung.

Its tail is dotted with a spike made of a huge wolf tooth, which comes from the remains of the Wolf Lord Boxer.

Xu Gesen called it the "Claw Splitter" to commemorate his origin and his dead adoptive mother. It stretched out its claws to hold the heavy warhammer in its hand. When gently touching it, you can see the blue

Electric current wraps around the hammer head.

This weapon is not tainted with the power of the Lord of the Hunt, but the most orthodox war divinity inherited from the fallen war god Thioguk flows in it.

This means that when holding this weapon, the weakening of Murphy's weird anti-chaos divinity will be offset by Hugersen to the greatest extent.

It is confident that it will give him a surprise the next time it sees that damn vampire lord.

"Give me the order!"

Xu Gesen brought his spare battle helmet. The first battle helmet that belonged to him was snatched away by a madman from Transia in a shameless way in the previous battle. That was also a shame.

It made a low voice in the darkness and ordered:

"Our God desires to see bloodshed and slaughter, and we should satisfy His desire.

Let the governors come to see me and tell Haas that the vanguard can be dispatched! Advance to the Filthy Swamp and announce to the Transians that the decisive battle is about to begin!"

"As you command!"

The guards of the Chosen Ones responded loudly, they had been looking forward to this day for a long, long time.

It was like a wildfire falling into a mountain of firewood. In just a few moments, the silent shadow valley became noisy, like a ignited fire, lighting up the boundless night.

——

"Buzz"
To be continued...