Chapter 135 Overlap
After Li Wen and the other person closed the six void rifts laid by players in the Old Town, Li Wen checked the magic map and saw a large number of light spots gathering in the streets or maze-like alleys of the Old Town. More light spots were also heading towards the Old Town from all directions.
With such a large number of people converging on a single destination at the same time, in the current situation, Li Wen could only think of players… perhaps with some members of the Wolf Pack Club mixed in.
If it weren’t for Moria being by her side and not finding a safe indoor space, Li Wen would have wanted to go offline to the forum to see what had happened.
Of course, she didn’t need to check to guess that it was caused by the Sage Ovum Sheath.
Especially when she saw the light spot symbolizing the Leader of the Wolf Pack appearing in the Old Town.
This could only mean that the Sage Ovum Sheath was currently in the Old Town, and perhaps even in the hands of the Leader of the Wolf Pack.
Li Wen looked at the distinct red light spot of the Leader of the Wolf Pack, contemplating how long Moria, who couldn’t use divine abilities, could last against the Wolf Leader. But as she watched, she discovered something strange.
The light spot of the Leader of the Wolf Pack seemed to overlap with another unmarked spot. To prevent herself from making a mistake, she enlarged that area to the maximum and confirmed that, as she had seen, the Wolf Leader’s light spot was almost perfectly superimposed on the other light spot.
What did this mean?
According to the logic of the magic map, even if two people were very close, the dots would at most be adjacent, not overlapping. Unless one was in a layered building or terrain, where two people on different floors stood in the same position from a bird’s-eye view, such an overlap could occur… but it wouldn’t be so perfect.
Li Wen fell into thought, recalling her past knowledge, what Bailu had seen and heard at the Wolf Pack Club, and the profession of “异种猎人” (Alien Hunter) before she suddenly understood.
She enlarged the magic map to cover the entire Leicester City and began searching for something on the map, focusing on places like the Wolf Pack Club, Red Oak District, and Black Raven Port. After a moment, Li Wen found what she had expected in the Red Oak District and took a deep breath.
Now seemed like a good opportunity. Looking at the light spot of the Leader of the Wolf Pack, Li Wen’s eyes gleamed.
“What’s wrong?” Moria was also thinking about other things, but noticing Li Wen staring blankly at the map, she asked.
“Nothing, all the rifts should be closed, and this fog will dissipate within three to five hours at most,” Li Wen shook her head. “However, it seems there’s something else.”
“Something else?”
Li Wen didn’t elaborate but put away the map and changed the subject. “Someone’s coming.”
Even without Li Wen’s reminder, Moria had already heard footsteps. It was late at night, and with the Leicester City government announcing a curfew, those still wandering outdoors, apart from drunken individuals, could only be members of the Disciplinary Bureau or criminals.
A thin figure emerged from the fog. His build was only half a head shorter than Moria’s. His ornate clothing was already soaked by the rain, and his eyes glowed with a faint light in the darkness, like a bloodthirsty beast.
“Have you seen a strange middle-aged man, with blond hair and green eyes, looking particularly down and out?” the person asked in a hoarse voice. “He owes us a lot of money, and it’s time for him to pay it back.”
“No, we haven’t,”
Moria replied calmly, glancing at the person’s left hand, where he held a vicious weapon – a short sword stained with blood and flesh fragments, with a serrated blade.
“Is that so.” The person nodded and turned as if to leave, but stopped after a few steps, sniffing the air like a beast. “Ah… there’s no scent indeed… but please die anyway, for our sake.”
As he spoke, noisy footsteps sounded from behind him. As the fog slowly dispersed, countless pairs of deep green pupils shone with a faint light.
Moria immediately drew her Knight’s Sword and used the magic Enchantment: Blaze.
A faint yellow flame wrapped around the sword. Although it lacked the sanctity and power of divine abilities, the radiating heat was enough to awe others.
“They are Alien Hunters,” Li Wen also entered combat mode. “Have you completed the Holy See’s training for Dark Creature Hunters?”
Dark Creature Hunters, like Spellbreakers, were a specialized training direction developed by the Knights of the Holy See to deal with specific enemies. Knights of the Holy See who passed this trial could master various skills to combat dark creatures.
Common dark creatures included werewolves and harpies, while rarer ones were corner witches, vampires, and swamp behemoths.
In the first stage of promotion for Alien Hunters, they commonly used the blood of wild werewolves. In such cases, Dark Creature Hunters could also gain a significant advantage.
But unfortunately, Moria shook her head slightly, “No.”
That would be difficult.
Li Wen looked at the more than thirty pairs of eyes, and considering that Moria could only fight with a limited number of spells, it seemed only she could step forward as the main force at this moment.
Although these club members had a numerical advantage, Li Wen was not without a fight. She just didn’t want to waste her precious Mana, or the even more precious Witch Form, here.
Escape was impossible; human legs couldn’t outrun wolf legs, let alone the fact that Alien Hunters were a class of the “狂猎道途” (Mad Hunt Path), and tracking was their forte.
“From now on, I hope Miss Mephistopheles will not leave easily. I will handle these guys.” Moria’s eyes were firm. She didn’t ask why so many Alien Hunters appeared here. She simply raised her weapon, ready to face the enemies’ first wave of attacks.
Although she didn’t have Glor divine abilities and hadn’t undergone Dark Creature Hunter training, she was confident that her magic and her longsword were enough to hold them back.
Only the leader, the Stage Two Transcendent wearing ornate clothing, was a bit tricky.
However, before the wolves could approach, something seemed to happen among them.
Moria heard the sound of blades piercing flesh and the howl of werewolves transforming, but soon these sounds disappeared.
Thick blood flowed from the fog, accompanied by the sound of iron-shod boots on the ground.
“Good evening, Sir Knight of the Holy See, and Madam Cloak, who doesn’t seem very friendly.” A slightly familiar voice sounded in their ears.
Soon, they saw the arrivals.
It was none other than Her Highness Victoria, the esteemed Princess of the Royal Family of Arthur, and her retinue, who had swiftly completed their slaughter of the Wolf Pack Club members.
