Chapter 353 Big Griffin!!!

"I heard it!"

Aylin shouted excitedly in his heart, then stood up suddenly and climbed onto his horse.

"Have you thought about it?" Vesemir nodded happily when he saw Aylin mount his horse decisively.

Giving up in time is also the virtue of a demon hunter.

They are just slightly stronger than ordinary people, and not every monster can be defeated.

"Think about it, let's leave quickly. The monsters driven away by the big gryphon will be back soon. Now there is less trouble..."

"etc!"

Vesemir pulled the reins and followed Aylin for a few steps when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"You're going wrong! This is not the way back..."

Where the black horse pointed with its head raised, the vast white mountains were exposed between the green leaves.

"You're right!"

Aylin did not look back, nervously following the direction of the cry in his mind, directing the horse to avoid the pits in the gravel on the ground, galloping towards the east, while shouting in the strong wind:

"Let's continue hunting the Great Griffin!"

Hearing this, Vesemir was stunned for a moment and was about to speak.

Then he thought of the crows, squirrels, gray rabbits, and black snakes that had gathered under Aylin's spell. He opened his mouth, and in the end he waved the reins and followed without saying anything.

"The language of the wild..." Feeling the increasingly hazy cry in his mind, Aylin suddenly opened the Demon Hunting Notes.

[Name: Wild Language]

[Type: Beast Roar]

[Learning requirements: Introduction to the Way of Beast Roar, and thorough understanding of "Beast Roar: Fury"]

[Passive effect: Maintain the power operation method of "Beast Roar: Word of the Wild" on a daily basis, you can

1. Slowly improve perception attributes.

2. Reduce the hostility generated by low-intelligence creatures]

[Active effect: Consumes energy so that the howler can perceive the thoughts of low-intelligent creatures and transmit simple instructions. 】

[Note: Are you sure that the way of beast roar is not the way of druid? 】

"Druid!" The demon hunter's gaze suddenly jumped to the last line of notes.

As a druid who is as famous as a warlock and is more of a faith and sect than a profession, of course he has heard about it.

They claim to be students of the forest and nature.

Understand nature through dialogue with flowers, plants and trees, and be able to harness powerful natural forces to maintain ecological balance.

The society generally believes that druids are wise men.

For most people, druids usually serve as spiritual mentors, herbalists, and alchemists. There are also druids who can perform divination through animal entrails or cheese.

in addition.

Among druids, there are also people with powerful abilities such as "sky controllers" who can control the celestial phenomena.

"That's right, 'Beast Roar: Fury' is so powerful, how could 'Beast Roar: Word of the Wild' be so weak that it can only be used as a spell to communicate with monsters?"

"Remarks have already hinted that the real purpose of the Wild Language is not the advanced version of the Yaksi Confusion Seal, but to communicate with nature like a druid..."

"The ability to communicate with retarded creatures is not essentially used to communicate with animals or monsters, but to get close to nature through conversations with flowers, plants and trees..."

Recalling the simple and kind words gathered together by countless subtle sounds, which were even more intimate than Meritelli's pregnant appearance, the demon hunter was filled with excitement.

By some strange combination of circumstances, he seemed to have stepped into the natural way of a druid!

This beast's roar path seems to be not just one path, but a combination of many paths.

So what should I be called now?

Druid witcher? Witcher Druid? Or a nature-based witcher?

etc!

He seems to have more than one Drew Way?

The affinity is increasing, and casting spells like a magic source is just around the corner, and then the beast roars again, and it's natural again...

His skills as a demon hunter seem... a bit complicated...

However, "Beast Roar: Words of the Wild" needs to be practiced in nature by communicating with Mother Nature. What about "Beast Roar: Fury"?

Is the way I practice "Beast Roar: Fury" also wrong?

…

"Da da da~"

The horse's hooves beat rapidly, and the demon hunter, who was thinking about the way of roaring beasts, did not slow down his riding speed.

But every ten minutes or so, the direction of the cry in my memory fades away...

Or when you encounter an impassable stream or cliff, reach a passable road, encounter a few water ghosts and monsters blocking the road, kill them, and then start hunting again...

He would squat down again and use the language of the wild to communicate with Mother Nature.

after……

Nature and the mountains will show him the way.

As the distance gradually got closer, although the cry of the great griffin could not be heard many times because it was returning to its nest to rest.

But the rough breathing, like dull thunder, continued to amplify.

Soon, it was almost three hours before he realized how to use "Beast Roar: Word of the Wild".

It was still dark before the two demon hunters arrived at Mount Adria.

There is a sparkling river at the foot of the mountain, winding through trees and gravel beaches, and the forest stretches southward on the other side of the river.

As the altitude rises, the scorching summer temperatures cool down slightly, but the sun's light is still dazzling.

"Rumble~"

The dull thunder roared in my ears.

"It's right up there!"

Aylin stood up with his knees up and pointed diagonally at the opposite side.

"Are you sure?"

Vesemir dismounted and looked up.

On the white stone cliffs, there are green pines rooted in the rocks. Less than two meters above them are clouds, floating low, as if they can be touched by hand.

However, the direction pointed by Aylin's finger is covered by clouds and cannot be seen clearly.

"Yeah." Aylin nodded gently.

He changed several directions to meditate and speak the words of the wild. The sound of the snoring of the great griffin sounded like thunder in the daytime, and the direction was very clear.

Vesemir's judgment was correct. The great griffin built its nest on a steep cliff at least 100 meters above the ground, a cliff or cave covered by clouds and fog.

"And the great griffin has probably finished hunting and is resting now. We are here at a good time."

After finding a tree to tie the reins to the carrot, Aylin looked up again.

His sight was very firm, as if he had penetrated the clouds and saw a huge monster with a blood-red body, lying on the hard rock to rest.

Hearing this, Vesemir also looked along his sight.

But...

He neither felt the pressure of the giant monster, nor saw the blood-red monster, nor heard the dull snoring like thunder...

He only saw a group of quiet, pure white clouds, floating leisurely in front of him.

How did you do it?

Vesemir wanted to ask.

His perception was obviously higher, why did you not only know where the great griffin was? You even knew when the great griffin was sleeping?

There was no need for courtesy between him and Aylin, so he asked.

"I heard it." This was Aylin's answer.

Vesemir nodded seriously, indicating that he knew.

In fact, he didn't know, but it was nothing more than his strength improved, the power of the demon hunter's eye, or the creation of some new spells...

These deeds that were miracles for other people seemed a bit mediocre for Aylin, and he was used to it.

To be honest, he still didn't believe it...

Aylin actually found the great griffin just by stopping and meditating for a while from time to time.

But how to say it?

A sentence that Ailin once mentioned fits his current mood very well -

We are here now.

——

The steep cliffs are so steep that horses cannot climb up.

Vesemir also tied the reins to an oak tree near the carrot.

There were not many monster attacks along the way, and there were no annoying water ghosts beside the river flowing at the foot of the mountain. It was safe to leave the horse here for the time being.

"Perhaps this is also a proof that the great griffin built a nest here..." Vesemir comforted himself standing in front of the cliff.

The cliff was very steep, almost vertical to the ground.

The two demon hunters did not bring professional climbing tools.

But then again.

Demon hunters are the most powerful warriors in the human world, and demon hunter masters are the most powerful among demon hunters.

Their well-trained bodies are the most powerful climbing tools in the world.

And...

Life always shows its tenacious vitality in some incredible places.

When climbing, you can find a few pine and cypress trees that are almost rooted in the rocks in the misty clouds almost every ten meters.

Although they only rely on the tiny bit of soil and nutrients in the cracks of the cliff, they are not only lush and green, but also vigorous and strong, and can fully support two demon hunters at the same time.

Ailin also took this opportunity to stop frequently, meditating on the thick branches of these tenacious pines and cypresses to determine the location and status of the big griffin.

Until...

Vesemir suddenly stopped, put one finger on the protruding stone edge, and looked at Ailin in surprise.

His face was full of "Hey! The big griffin was actually found by you, kid!"

Climbing up more than ten meters, Ailin also felt the huge pressure of the big griffin.

"Hu——Rumble~"

The snoring sounded like the clouds above were accumulating thunder and lightning.

The two demon hunters looked at each other and tacitly lowered the movement of climbing, although there was no movement in the first place.

Nothing unexpected happened.

The demon hunters successfully touched the edge of the griffin's nest.

The snoring of the demon seemed to sound above their heads, and the thick smell of blood mixed with the stench of corruption was like a heavy fluid, washing their bodies along the cliff.

The dark red blood was on their heads, flowing along the rock wall, and then dried up.

A large area about ten meters away from the nest was all dark red, and the tentacles were surprisingly slippery.

The two demon hunters had to slow down the pace of climbing, took out the dry cloth they carried with them, wiped the landing point, held their breath, and climbed carefully.

The time spent on just ten meters was more than half of all the previous climbing processes.

Two pieces of dark red cloth emerged from the edge of the steep cliff, wiped it gently and then retracted.

Followed closely.

The two demon hunters grabbed the wiped uneven stone surface and looked out.

The griffin built its nest in a natural cave on the cliff. The area was so large that the mountain wind would make a whimpering sound, but it was so small that only one griffin occupied two-thirds of the cave.

"Whoosh--rumble~"

The whistling mountain wind was mixed with dull thunder.

A large ball of black and red fire burned quietly on the pale and eerie bones.

Looking closely, it was found that it was not a flame.

It was a griffin resting with its wings covering the sky.

The demon hunters looked at each other, made a few gestures to indicate safety, and climbed up the cliff.

Suddenly.

The strong smell of rotten blood that seemed to be solidified, mixed with a terrifying and huge pressure, came.

It didn't seem so far from the ground in the morning and yesterday, but from this distance, this big griffin seemed to be even bigger than the one that was killed some time ago.

Ailin crouched down and looked at the cave.

There was only one big griffin in the cave, but the big griffin was obviously an adult.

Considering that it had been attacking Vengerberg crazily in recent times.

"There is no mistake. This big griffin should be the partner of the one three or four months ago. Only in this way can the big griffin, who has always been loyal to his partner, be so crazy."

"The last big griffin was a male, so this one is a female..."

Hiding behind the half-human-high rubble, Ailin held the green giant beast's rope tied around his waist tightly in his right hand.

The first "flying pet" was in front of him, and his posture and breathing were so charming that he couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart.

Soon, this big griffin was his!

At this time.

"Pah~"

A strange sound suddenly came from the side.

Vesemir didn't notice the pool of blood hidden under the dust and stepped on it.

"Oops!" The witcher master exclaimed in his heart.

"...Boom!"

The snoring of the big griffin stopped suddenly.

The huge pressure suddenly turned from light to heavy, as if a mountain was pressing down.

"Zi--"

The wings opened, and the claws harder than steel rubbed against the ground to produce sparks.

The hill-like eagle head stared with dark golden eyes and vigilantly swept into the cave.

The bloody and empty half-open cave room, the whistling cool mountain breeze, the pure white clouds floating in the blue sky...

As usual.

"Li~"

The eagle head with shiny black mane tilted.

After a puzzled cry, the two wings covered the eagle head again.

Soon.

The snoring sounded like thunder again in the cave.

"Hu~"

A faint sound of relief came from the edge of the cliff, and the two witchers reappeared from behind the rubble of nothingness.

Vesemir patted Aylin's shoulder gently, with a hint of apology in his eyes.

In fact, if you can beat the big griffin once, you can definitely hunt it a second time.

But the witcher master is worried that being discovered will affect Aylin's capture.

And their location is not good. If the big griffin flaps its wings and the strong wind blows them away, it will still be very dangerous.

What's more.

The last time he hunted the big griffin, he relied on Aylin's witcher's eye, and the scene was very thrilling.

Vesemir himself had no confidence in fighting in such a narrow place.

Aylin shook his head and indicated that it was nothing.

The blood pool was hidden very secretly, and the dust was spread on it and motionless. Even if it was him, it would be difficult to avoid it.

Then...

The two carefully paid attention to the "trap" under their feet and moved forward silently.

"Hu-rumble~"

The gravel on the ground was shaking with the snoring of the big griffin.

The closer you get, the natural visual pressure brought by the giant mixed with the favor of chaos magic makes your heart beat faster unconsciously.

"Plop~"

"Plop~"

Resisting their alarming heartbeats, the two demon hunters successfully walked close to the griffin, the most suitable position for using the beast-catching rope.

However, the beast-catching rope needs to tie up the target's head, but the eagle head of the griffin is hidden in its sturdy wings.

Seeing this, Aelin and Vesemir looked at each other tacitly and took a deep breath.

"Bang~"

There was a strange sound in the cave, and the snoring stopped suddenly.

"Cry——"

The griffin roared angrily.