Transcendent Dawn

Chapter 372: Hunting (seeking monthly tickets with third update)

“Why would the church harbor such doubts?”

After calming down, Su Lu immediately recognized the problem at hand.

If someone were to disappear, they could be trapped in the Secret Realm, or they could be dead. Why would they be suspected of becoming one of the Fallen?

“Recently, someone similar looking to Rod was spotted in Langenda State… It seems that the person may have assumed the form of a demon creature…”

Demon Hunters don’t take the form of demons. That’s exclusive to the Fallen!

“Of course…” Dunstan comforted: “It might not necessarily be Rod… there might be some misunderstandings.”

However, in his heart, Dunstan suspected that it was highly likely that Rod had fallen.

This wasn’t uncommon in the profession of a Demon Hunter.

“Thank you for the information! Even if he truly fell, my stance remains the same as before.”

Su Lu took a deep breath and replied slowly: “Bijie, see Dunstan out on my behalf.”

“Then, I will take my leave.”

Dunstan got up to leave. His main reason for coming today was to ensure that Su Lu was mentally prepared.

Langenda State.

Within an abandoned attic, a bloody battle was underway.

Two demons, with bat wings, black goat horns, and dark skin, were fiercely clashing with each other.

If anyone from the church passed by, they would certainly see the evil radiance pervading the surrounding area.

These were two fourth-level Winged Demons! Demonic creatures that were one step short of completely metamorphosing!

“We’re both Fallen, why are you attacking me?”

One of the Winged Demons, which was struck in the chest and bleeding sulfuric blood from torn skin, bellowed in fury.

“I… am a Demon Hunter!”

The larger Winged Demon roared, its right hand bone protruding into a long black blade and jabbed fiercely.

“Ha… Look at yourself, do you still believe in all of that?”

The Winged Demon who first spoke flew up high, “Come… embrace the Abyss, listen to the whispers of the demons… You will gain power beyond your wildest imagination.”

His voice was full of temptation, enough to seduce any ordinary person with an unstable mindset into becoming a Fallen.

“No!”

Without hesitation, the larger Winged Demon refused and struck the enemy’s arm with another slash.

“I curse you!”

The disadvantaged Winged Demon retreated, crashing through the window and opening its wings, attempting to escape.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At that moment, two silver streaks emerged from the darkness, akin to the brilliance of dawn, striking the demon’s wings.

The silver arrows, along with the Demon Hunting runes and Holy Water carved on them, were its bane.

The Winged Demon gave a dreadful shriek, its wings filled with holes as it fell to the ground.

“Die!”

The larger Winged Demon fell from the sky, with a slash, separating its head from its body.

“My clan… will not let you go.”

Even with its head separated from its body, the demon’s formidable life force and spiritual power allowed it to issue a final curse.

“I’ll be waiting.”

The larger Winged Demon, looking resolute, suddenly retracted its demonic form.

The layer of black skin returned under the surface, the goat horns and flesh wings also vanished, revealing the figure of a firm-faced man. It was Rod!

“Well done!”

He looked towards the female hunter who emerged from the darkness.

She was clothed in hunter’s attire, deer-skin boots, and held a delicate hand crossbow.

“Next… I’m going to teach you how to dissect a demon creature on the spot… This is a fourth-level Winged Demon, and its wings are the main materials for a third-level Demon Hunting Expert’s promotion. Besides that, its blood and horns are also useful…”

Rod crouched down, accepted the bundle passed to him by the female hunter, and took out each tool from within.

The scene immediately turned exceedingly bloody and abnormal.

“So? Any regrets about walking the path of a Demon Hunter, Anfi?” Rod asked while processing the materials.

This female demon hunter was actually Anfi, whom Su Lu had met in Harris City before!

As for her few friends, it was unknown where they had gone.

“No… I don’t regret it.”

Anfi firmly stated: “But this Winged Demon, you seemed to value it greatly, tracking it all the way here?”

“In fact… my demon creature form is not yet complete, and there are only two ways for me to advance to the legendary stage… The first is through a massive amount of slaughter and terror, to please the Abyss and gain its blessing, while also devouring a large number of transcendent beings and human flesh in the process. The second is to plunder! Plunder other demon creatures’ specialties! The true demons from the Abyss may just enjoy watching the chaos and terror, and don’t mind if the demon creatures under their command massacre each other…”

Rod’s voice was solemn.

As a ‘former Demon Hunter’, his choice was apparent.

The fifth level of the Fallen, known as the Hell Demon, represents a complete demonic creature form.

They could cast powerful fire-type spells, master the blasphemous demon language, and curse others.

Merely this single piece of knowledge, which emerged directly from the demonic bloodline after ascending to the fourth-level Winged Demon, filled Rod with deep-seated fear towards the demons.

“Yes, I do value this Winged Demon very much because its bloodline… originates from a branch of a demon clan whose name I can’t utter. It possesses a very pure Abyssal bloodline, precisely what I need.”

Rod paused, then continued to explain.

Initially, after suffering a significant blow to his spirit, he had almost completely become a Fallen. But Anfi saved him.

Later on, he found himself in a rather peculiar state.

Even though he had become a demonic creature, his faith allowed him to maintain his sanity, resisting the chaos and desire to kill.

This made him realize that not all paths of the Fallen were filled with chaos and evil. There could also be beings like him who were physically in the Abyss but mentally in the mortal world!

Unfortunately, the church most likely blocked this kind of information.

Even among the records of the Pottery family, there were no relevant details, leading to the suspicion that it had been deleted.

Of course, the form of the Fallen was still inclined towards evil. Once his sanity was eroded by madness, he would turn into an actual mad demon.

Not to mention, there were the occasional ‘Abyss whispers’ to deal with.

“A clan whose name cannot be spoken, sounds very impressive…”

Anfi excitedly remarked.

Rod gave her a speechless glance: “That’s because the name of this family has been cursed. Well… this isn’t knowledge you should understand.”

In the past, he promised to guide her into the world of the mystical as a way to repay a favor.

But to his surprise, Anfi chose the lineage of the Demon Hunter.

Even though he had informed her of all the defects of this lineage, the girl still chose this path, which astonished him.