Chapter 100: Jier Seen Through, the [God's Shadow Bird] That Can Harm Deities

"Young man, you have been very brave in this hunt. Tell Me, what is it that you desire?"

The voice of the God of Hunting resounded in Jier's mind; it was not as deafeningly unbearable as when the giant spoke aloud, but rather quite calm.

Jier thought for a moment, feeling that he currently needed two things most: one was a set of excellent Knight Armor, and the other was a solution to the helplessness he had just experienced—he needed an effective means to deal with illusory spiritual existences like Evil Gods.

He wondered if it was possible to ask the God of Hunting for two things at once?

No sooner had this thought arisen than the God of Hunting communicated with him: "You desire a suitable set of armor? Then where are the sturdy materials to construct such armor?"

Jier's expression tightened as he remembered that the vast majority of his important materials and items were stored in the Lady's Dream, right there in the camp by the pond of Memory Water; things like the captured Magic Materials, the powerful weapons he had obtained, and various special materials were all stored there.

Not to mention that it was impossible for him to enter the Lady's Dream in public to retrieve the materials for the God of Hunting, more importantly, the Duel Magic Arrow had not yet stopped working, which meant that the Alien Evil God swallowed by the giant God of Hunting had not yet completely dissipated.

However, Jier suddenly thought, surely these thoughts weren't all being heard by the God of Hunting, who could read his mind?

"Haha, do not worry, young man. It is not a bad thing to do errands for an Elven deity like Apolifina. How should I put it? Without Her, it is hard to say what would have become of Humans today. Perhaps they would have been worn down and consumed in the conflicts between countless races over ten thousand years ago. The Human race owes Her many debts..."

The God of Hunting seemed to know some ancient historical secrets, but after merely starting the topic, He said no more, turning instead to say to Jier: "Then, shall I grant you a means to harm deities? Truly bold, though I am curious what you will do with it."

"Open your right eye. I shall bestow upon you this Divine Authority that transcends what an ordinary mortal can possess, and fuse it with the broken Divine Authority of that tiny deity within your soul."

When the God of Hunting said this, Jier felt completely numb; he had believed he was hiding it well, relying on the Sun God Church equipment on his person and the Sun God Priest Divine Power Core in his mind to deceive the priests of the God of Hunting.

But when a deity arrived in person, those little tricks of his were completely seen through by the other party.

Fortunately, however, the God of Hunting did not care about the original prey of this so-called Great Hunt like His subordinate priests did. Perhaps for the priest Hunters participating in the Great Hunt, this was a moment of glory and an important way to please their deity, but to the deity Himself, this was merely a mundane "dining" activity that had to be held in various places every ten years.

Whether Jier was investing and running errands for an Elven deity, or harboring and accepting the broken abilities of an ancient deity, these trifles were of no importance to the God of Hunting.

Jier felt a bit nervous; he looked up at the God of Hunting's massive giant head and opened his eyes wide.

A tiny speck of light flew out from the center of the giant's brow; this speck, smaller than a thumb, flew straight toward Jier's right eye and drilled entirely into it.

The next moment, Jier closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

This was a spontaneous protective mechanism of life; clearly, it involved some modifications to the soul's abilities, which could not be accepted while a human's consciousness was clear.

Jier felt as if he had arrived at that place deep within his soul once again.

On a barren wilderness where there was nothing, besides him, there was only a roaring campfire by his side.

The sky—if the thing above his head was a sky—was pitch black, and all that surrounded him was profound darkness.

Jier sat by the campfire, wondering why he had suddenly entered this place?

He had not entered a deep sleep, nor was he conducting deep Meditation; however, thinking of this, Jier guessed that perhaps it was the power granted to him by the God of Hunting that had brought him here.

Thinking of this, Jier called out to the Shadow Bird that should have been guarding his soul here.

But whether Jier projected intense thoughts or shouted the name of the Shadow Bird aloud, there was no trace of the Shadow Bird.

"Strange, where have they gone?" Jier muttered to himself.

Yes, not it, but they.

As the number of enemy remnant souls devoured by the Shadow Bird gradually increased, its number had also changed from one to two. In the future, as he killed more enemies, these Shadow Birds capable of guarding his soul would also gradually increase. Perhaps in the future, if enemies invaded his soul domain, they would be attacked by a large number of Shadow Birds the moment they entered.

He did not know how time passed in this deep place of consciousness; regardless, Jier felt he had sat there bored for a long time.

Unable to sit still, he began to pace around his campfire.

Recently, he had not killed humans or other normal life forms, but had instead been killing parasitic Monsters, so this Soul Land of his was very clean, with no unclean things seeking him out.

It was just that Jier discovered that on the otherwise soft, barren ground, he could occasionally find some fingernail-sized green Mushrooms.

He squatted by these Mushrooms and observed them carefully for a long time, only then remembering that this thing seemed to have been created by that old elf to help him protect the safety of this place.

"But clearly, it was of no use at all." Jier grumbled, poking the tiny Mushroom head with his finger.

The little thing even twisted, shaking its cap in dissatisfaction. Jier had forgotten the misery of when he was first chased by a large group of broken enemy souls, and how those Mushrooms transformed into muscular men had critically protected him.

Of course, they were only that fierce at the beginning; later, these Mushrooms shrank to this size and were of no great use.

After waiting for a long time, just as Jier was planning to take a nap in his Soul Land, two massive Shadow Birds finally flew down from the sky.

These two fellows were as large as ravens; just landing on the ground beside Jier, they were nearly a meter tall, and if their wings were spread, they could easily reach three or four meters in width.

At this moment, these originally pitch-black, massive birds were no longer just the fake bird images composed of shadow Divine Power; their bodies now possessed more refined shapes, layering, and complex surface feather textures.

Because their entire bodies, save for their red eyeballs, were an indistinguishable black, they now looked almost no different from real birds!

Exactly the same!

Waving his hand, the two massive birds hopped obediently to Jier's side, allowing Jier to inspect their changes at close range.

Not only had their appearance become refined, but their overall silhouette also had an extra layer of silver outline.

It was very strange; they were clearly pure black birds, yet their body outlines radiated a circle of silver brilliance.

And upon touching their bodies, Jier's hands easily sank into the interior of the Shadow Birds, discovering the "thing" the God of Hunting had given him amidst the overflowing shadow Divine Power.

It was an additional supplement based on the Shadow Bird's abilities.

It seemed that the whole thing was built upon the foundation of Jier's 【God's Shadow Bird】 ability; He had granted each Shadow Bird in Jier's Soul Land a special ability. As long as Jier was willing, he could drive the Shadow Birds in his Soul Land to activate the extra effect within their bodies.

【Each time the quantity of one Shadow Bird within the Soul Land is consumed, all of his Shadow Bird skills in reality can possess the ability to harm deities and divine spiritual bodies for a short period of time.】

"This is a terrifying ability that requires a price."

Jier pondered.

When Jier opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the Rongdong beneath Momona Village.

He was lying on a wooden bed in a messy environment; he could hear the shouting and boasting of some loud-voiced Warriors, and judging by the sunlight projecting through the open wooden window of the adjacent room, he had either been unconscious for a whole day or just a few hours.

Considering the loud voice of Bawei coming from downstairs, with the thick sense of smug boasting in his tone, it was clear he had not been unconscious until the next day.

After all, if he had been unconscious for too long, his subordinate Warriors clearly could not have remained in such an optimistic mood.

If something happened to him, who would pay these Warriors?

What would they eat? Right?

Stretching his limbs, Jier found his body filled with power; it seemed the God of Hunting had not only granted him a new ability but had also incidentally strengthened his body.

Thumping his chest and clenching his palms, Jier found his strength was a little greater than before. Considering that Jier's own strength was already astonishingly large, this added strength was likely equivalent to doubling the strength of a normal person.

And his physical toughness had undergone even more gratifying changes.

You must know that a Knight's Life Energy can significantly increase the body's strength and resistance to impact in a short time, but in normal times, Knights rely on the passive physical enhancement that comes after Life Energy is improved to strengthen their bodies.

Unlike those middle-aged or elderly Knights who have been immersed in Life Energy for ten or twenty years, Jier has been enhancing himself with Life Energy for less than half a year, so the passive improvement of his body by Life Energy, aside from the enhancement of his five senses, is not very significant.

In other words, his body's inherent strength is not much sturdier than it was before he used Life Energy.

But now it is different; Jier feels extremely strong, and the surface strength of his body alone is as if he were wearing a layer of sturdy Leather Clothing.

Do not underestimate this bit of surface body strength; when Jier flexes the muscles under his skin, his arms are as solid as granite.

They are hard and extremely firm, feeling as if they wouldn't even tremble if hit with a Great Hammer.

After Jier joyfully finished testing, he realized that he was only wearing the Inner Armor inside his armor, and his other weapons and equipment were not by his side.

He reached out and sensed them vaguely, discovering that his two Spirit weapons were just downstairs, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

Seemingly having heard the sound of Jier walking around in the upstairs Bedroom—the wooden floor would creak whenever someone walked on it—someone immediately came up the stairs with a thumping sound and pushed open the wooden door of this farmhouse's second-floor Bedroom.

"Lord Jier! You're awake! That's great! Everyone was very worried about you; it's clear that everyone else returned safely, but only you returned unconscious. Although we asked them what happened, they all said it was a good thing and told us to rest easy, but how could everyone rest easy!"

The person who came was Aoni, his Warrior Captain.

Jier went up and patted the shoulder of this subordinate who was a few years older than him: "Alright, I just heard that guy Bawei boasting excitedly, and Xiao Tusi's tall tales too. What phantom giant taller than a mountain? Was the giant that the God of Hunting transformed into at that time really that tall?"

Aoni laughed awkwardly, but still whispered a defense: "Xiao Tusi wasn't boasting; that giant was really as tall as a mountain."

This was because Jier hadn't seen with his own eyes how tall the giant transformed by the God of Hunting actually was; the giant of the God of Hunting he saw had its head facing down, with most of its shoulders buried into the Underground Karst Cave. Although the giant already appeared huge at that time, only when a giant stands on flat ground can a Human correctly and intuitively feel the giant's vastness through the comparison between it and the surrounding environment.

"Besides, the short while I was unconscious was a good thing; everyone who participated in the hunt for the Alien Evil God received a reward from the God of Hunting, and what He rewarded me with might just be a little bit more than the others."

Jier flexed his arm and let Aoni knock on it, producing the 'bang-bang' sound that only solid objects can make.

Then, Jier used one finger to hook up Aoni, who was equally tall and wearing a full set of armor.

It was effortless.

Aoni looked at Jier's finger with awe; he knew how heavy he was himself, and yet Knight Jier had lifted him up easily with just one finger—how terrifying that was.

This meant Jier could easily knock him flying, or even grab him and throw him away like a small Stone, throwing him very far.

"My equipment is all with you guys, right?" Jier asked.

"It's all there. The two Priests who sent you back said you needed to rest fully, so they had us help you take off your weapons and equipment. Because we didn't bring any change of clothes, everyone didn't take off the close-fitting Inner Armor you were wearing."

Aoni then said: "Many people were there at the time, and seeing the Inner Armor you were wearing, some exclaimed that it was something only people from the Thieves Guild would wear?"

The expression on his face was a bit strange, because Aoni and most of Jier's subordinate Warriors came from villages and towns all over, so they were far from having the fear of the Thieves Guild that some people in big cities had; they also didn't understand what was so scary about just a set of close-fitting Inner Armor.

Jier never avoided everyone when putting on or taking off his armor, so everyone knew that Jier always wore a piece of half-body metal Inner Armor underneath his armor, in addition to the corresponding padding used for cushioning.

Although this thing looked as close-fitting and hard as a snake's scales, because it was metal, Jier mostly treated it as something to dissipate heat during this hot summer weather.

"Oh, tell the others not to be nervous about this; this was a trophy I seized from the thieves behind a local gang when I was helping a local Knight Lord in the Western Province wipe out the local gangs. Everyone knows what trophies are, right? This is an honor, not to say that I really have any relationship with the Thieves Guild."

Jier explained, then walked downstairs with Aoni.

They were still in Momona Village; following the complete fall of the Alien Evil God, those large numbers of parasitic Monsters in the village were no longer organized, as if they had lost their minds. They stayed motionless in place like fools, or went to find water supplies on their own in the hot weather.

At this time, the Warriors who had been under attack all along led the Town Guard and a large number of Armed Civilians to launch a counterattack, and everyone completely wiped out these unorganized and uncoordinated parasitic Monsters in just a short while.

This tragic battle finally ended with the victory of the Humans.

Many people downstairs saw Jier coming down; they were quiet for a moment, then cheered.

Jier also smiled and said to everyone: "Does anyone want to hear the story of how we dealt with the Evil God?"

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