Chapter 145: Full Moon Sacrifice

“My name is McCance. I am a Demon Hunter from the small town of Arroyo outside the mountains. I have been to your Witch City many times before. This time, I am here to make a deal with you. This is high-quality green salt!”

McCance reached out and held Gary’s heavy sword, signaling the other man not to be nervous. While speaking, he took out some salt from his Demon Hunter Card.

The Witches were well-off and almost isolated from the world, but they still needed some supplies from the outside. Among them was the salt they needed every day. Usually, they only traded with people they knew well. McCance was a Demon Hunter who had escorted salt for merchant caravans into the Witch City many times, so he was prepared.

“No. The Grand Elder has ordered that from today on, no outsiders are allowed to enter!”

A cold voice came from the dense forest, leaving no room for negotiation.

Through the dense branches and leaves, the figures of several Witches could be faintly seen. They had expressionless faces and pulled their strong bows with force. A piercing Killing Intent filled the air. No one doubted that if anyone took another step forward, they would immediately be met with a dense rain of arrows. The deadly poison on the crossbow bolts was so dangerous that even Hu Feng had to look grim.

Just like the sulfur essence in the Poison Dragon cave, the poison on the crossbow bolts gave people a strong sense of danger!

“Lord Ramos, look…”

McCance looked troubled and turned to look at the fat old man behind him.

The snow was about to block the mountain passes. According to the old rules of the Witch clan, at this time of year, no one was allowed to step into their territory. He had already mentally prepared himself before even entering the mountain.

The Witch clan rarely walked on the Wasteland, but that did not mean they lacked strength. On the contrary, in the Witch Mountain Range, the Witches were almost synonymous with death. No one dared to conflict with these Witches in the dense forest. Otherwise, even if they gained the upper hand temporarily, they would die in the Wasteland before they could leave the Witch Mountain Range alive. They would not even know how they died.

The mysterious Witch curses made people pale with fear!

“McCance, continue to negotiate with them. I don’t care what method you use, you must get in. Don’t forget that your brother Simonsen is still lying in bed, sick!”

After subtly turning back to ask the black-clad guards behind him, Ramos’s face turned cold.

The Witches were very dangerous. Offending them meant this trip would likely end in disaster. However, the two black-clad men behind him came from a much higher background than he could offend. Otherwise, he would not have personally climbed the mountain at this time.

Hearing his unmasked threat, the hot-tempered Gary glared at him angrily. But before he could explode, McCance pressed him down with one hand. This old fox Ramos was extremely detestable. In the entire Wasteland, he wasn’t much of a big shot, but in the area near Arroyo Town, he was a true local Overlord. Offending him might mean getting no reward, but the bigger problem was that they would never be able to operate here again.

Thinking of his brother Simonsen lying in bed waiting for treatment, McCance had to swallow his anger and put on a smiling face to continue begging the Witches. He was completely unaware that a black-clad guard behind him had silently disappeared, using the cover of the dense forest. Except for Hu Feng, no one else noticed.

“Interesting!”

Hu Feng smiled faintly and secretly locked onto the Soul Fluctuation of the black-clad guard with his Divine Sense.

“My Lord, shall we… eliminate these Witches?”

Sensing the danger of the deadly poison on the crossbow bolts, the Tree Demon Stanley secretly made a beheading gesture, his killing intent surging. Back in the vast forest, for him, a powerful Tree Demon, it was like a fish returning to the sea or a tiger adding wings. There were quite a few Witches lurking in the dense forest, a total of seventeen. But with a sudden attack, he was confident he could snap their necks and drain their essence in an instant.

“Stupid!”

Hu Feng tapped the stubborn head of the Tree Demon. “Do not move under any circumstances unless I give the order!”

“Yes, poor me, the poorest of us all!”

The Tree Demon rubbed his head, which now had a large bump where it had been tapped, and stayed still and obedient. During this period, his Cultivation progress in the Prime Realm had been rapid, and there were signs of breaking through to the peak of the Fourteenth Step. He had wanted to show off in front of Hu Feng. Unexpectedly, his flattery hit a rock, and he only brought suffering upon himself!

“No. Retreat immediately, or not a single one will be left alive!”

The cold voice came from the dense forest again, and the Killing Intent in the air grew stronger. Everyone felt as if needles were piercing their backs, feeling restless and uneasy. McCance tried every method, but unfortunately, it was all in vain.

The Witches lurking in the dense forest were rigid and left no room for negotiation. Sensing that they were being targeted by several sharp crossbow bolts, the old Ramos also turned pale and instinctively took a few steps back. He turned to ask for instructions, only to suddenly discover that one of the two black-clad guards who had been standing behind him was missing.

“Lord Tuck, this…”

Ramos suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He had been right next to the other black-clad guard, yet he hadn’t felt the other man leave at all. What if he acted against him secretly?

Just imagining the consequences of angering the two black-clad men made it hard for Ramos to suck in a breath of cold air!

These two black-clad men were introduced by the City Lord of Gu Li City, a big shot who usually stood high above others and was far beyond Ramos’s ability to offend. Ramos didn’t even know their true identities; he only knew they were two terrifying experts. But he never expected them to be so powerful and move so silently.

The pressure from just the City Lord of Gu Li City was already enough to make Ramos obediently follow orders. Knowing the strength of the two black-clad men, he dared not disobey even more. But for some reason, he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger. The more he felt it, the more he realized that following these two black-clad men might have put him on a point of no return.

“Ah…”

The black-clad man named Tuck looked coldly at the uneasy Ramos. In response, there was a low, short scream, as if someone had covered his mouth tightly.

The screams continued one after another. Soon, silence returned, and a trace of blood smell drifted in the air. The crowd walked over in confusion to take a look. Dozens of Witches lay on the ground. Without exception, each had a fatal wound in their chest, with blood gushing out. The wounds were shocking, as if pierced by a sharp spear. Nearby stood another black-clad guard quietly. He held a white handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from his hands.

Impressive!

Looking at the many Witches lying on the ground, McCance’s limbs went cold, with no excitement at all.

What did it mean to kill over a dozen Witch sentries on the outskirts of Witch City?

Looking at the two black-clad men, McCance’s eyes filled with a strong fear. He didn’t know the purpose of these two black-clad men entering Witch City, but he knew that following them would be extremely dangerous. The Witches had supernatural powers. Even if they destroyed the bodies and erased the evidence immediately, they couldn’t hide it from the Witches’ eyes and ears. Soon, a large number of Witch warriors would chase them.

“Lord Ramos, another few dozen li forward is the Witch City you want to go to. We really can’t walk anymore. Look, why don’t we…”

McCance made a quick decision. Even if he didn’t get a single cent of reward, he wouldn’t take another step forward. His only thought now was to get off the mountain as soon as possible, take the injured brother Simonsen away from the Witch Mountain Range, and go as far as possible. Thinking of the terrifying Witch curse, he didn’t want to stay for a moment longer.

Hearing this, Ramos, who had already been thinking of retreating, was equally anxious and unwilling to continue walking with the two mysterious and ruthless black-clad men. After breathing heavily, he stammered and turned to ask for instructions. “Lord Tuck, I am slow. If I stay, I might delay your important business. Why don’t you let them lead the way, and I will take the first step to gather a team of elites at the foot of the mountain to support us?”

Ramos was experienced and worldly-wise. He pushed McCance and the others forward, attempting to slip away alone.

“Not a single person is allowed to leave. We’ll talk when we reach Witch City. Move!”

ArtTest, the black-clad man who had killed the Witches in an instant, ordered sternly. He saw through Ramos’s trick immediately. The closer they got to Witch City, the more traps there would be. At this moment, they needed a guide who knew the path more than ever. At critical moments, the guides could also serve as flesh shields to attract attention! Under his intense gaze, McCance had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue forward, bypassing a series of hidden traps.

The Witch Forest was filled with towering Oak Trees. The ground was already dimly lit, and at night, it was even darker. After walking carefully for a while, a huge castle appeared faintly in the distance. Unlike ordinary castles, this castle was actually built on a massive Oak Tree. It was green all over and covered with countless vines. From a distance, it looked like a fortress floating in mid-air. Countless Witch warriors were constantly entering and exiting, with strict precautions.

“Let’s go, hurry up!”

Under the urging of the black-clad man ArtTest, everyone continued to move forward, getting closer and closer to the huge castle. Before they had gone far, suddenly, a mournful wolf howl came from the distance. The sound grew closer and closer. Soon, a large group of Wind Wolves, half a person’s height, appeared before the people. Their eyes showed fierce light. After howling at the moon, with a few cracking sounds, their bodies rapidly swelled up by one circle. Their snouts protruded, revealing sharp teeth. The Wind Wolves, which originally only had the strength of the Sixth Step, instantly became more fierce than an Eighth Step creature, and their numbers kept increasing. Even worse, whistles came from the distance, and figures of Witches appeared in the dense forest.

Witch warriors patrolling outside Witch City quickly chased up.

Was it the night of the full moon?

Looking up at the moon in the sky, McCance felt bitter in his heart.

Every year, on the night of the full moon during the period when heavy snow blocked the mountain passes, was the holy day of the Witches, the time for their annual sacrifice. All strangers were strictly forbidden from approaching. Why didn’t they come at any other time, but specifically crashed in at this moment? It was absolutely a dead end!

Howl…

After a long howl, the wolf pack gradually approached. Looking at their fierce appearance, Ramos trembled all over and turned to beg for help from the black-clad men behind him. Unexpectedly, his back was empty. The two black-clad men who had been following him all this time had disappeared without a trace.

Bait!

Ramos was shocked and quickly understood the true intention of the two black-clad men. Unfortunately, it was too late. Before he could react, a tall Wind Wolf pounced up and bit his left hand tightly, tearing with force.