Hotel on the mountain

"Is that so? Fusing my blood with your blood?"

"Yes..." Thorad paused with his hand movements, swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and concentrated on conceiving in his mind, "I'm still not used to this kind of communication. ”

"It doesn't matter, practice makes perfect. Then, I put the blood on it."

Fish lanterns have been placed in the room, which is spacious and bright. Thorad and Jetro stand side by side in front of the desk. In front of them is the stone slab taken from the necklace - it has also changed like the Pillar of Raya at this time. , the whole body was crystal clear, emitting blue light, and the hollow square grid in the middle began to move irregularly.

Thorad cut his hand and dropped the blood on the "slate". Then he activated his body's spiritual energy to fuse two drops of blood that could not be fused together. Finally, the drop of blood was submerged. Inside the stone slab, a spiritual energy suddenly branched out from Jetro's conscious world and connected to a strange node - it was placed side by side with the node of Raya's Pillar.

Jetro didn't understand the principle of this, but he understood that he now had the power to give simple instructions to this fragment.

Thorad's voice came from his mind at this time: "Now I will tell you the terms that need to be recited when controlling monsters - 'Great Supreme God, your humble servant asks for your help. I want to communicate with the mountain spirit. Communicate with the water spirit, communicate with the mother of the earth and the sky, communicate with the father of time and space, I want it to accept my kindness! I want it to kneel down! Verbatim."

Obviously, Thorad, as an eight-star hunter, was able to skillfully use consciousness communication by only saying two or three sentences in his mind.

Jetro now understands that the so-called psychic control is essentially a technique of finding some medium that can connect to the world of consciousness, and then letting the medium contact the monster's consciousness, and then using huge spiritual energy to control the monster.

The "Supreme God" refers to the consciousness of this stone slab. It is not known what changes have occurred in the "portal fragment" over the long years, so that it can become a language for human communication.

"Then I learned it in vain? I can even connect to the consciousness of monsters myself." Although Jetro thought this in his heart, he still followed Thorad's teachings and repeated the term himself - "Great The supreme god..."

After the last word was recited, a strange feeling lingered in Jetro's conscious world - he found that in an instant, the roars of many monsters rang out in his conscious world, like They shivered and whined like fear. They seemed to be afraid of him in the conscious world?

Although this feeling of fear and awe is still very slight, it truly proves that "psionic control" has its unique effect. Jetro couldn't help but wonder, if the blood of every Chik Empire family was collected, would it make the monsters more fearful?

"Last point," Thorad solemnly reminded, "Monsters controlled by psychic energy will have a mark on their foreheads. The marks of each bloodline are different. Therefore, in the Great Chik Empire, when everyone sees the monster's head, The brand on it will tell you which family it is. I don’t know what your brand will be, but you have to be careful to hide it.”

"Don't worry, I will use it with caution."

After the teaching on psychic control was completed, Thorad returned his attention to the floating stone slab in front of him that was glowing with a hazy blue light.

"I didn't expect that the media that had been in the hands of the Chiyo family for so many years would change like this - could this be said to be the reason why the Hill family wanted to confiscate all the media?"

"This change is the secret of our Raya family. If the Hill family knows something about it, I will be happy to communicate the secret with them."

Thorad knew that Jetro meant to tell him not to ask again, so he just reminded: "I hope you can keep your promise and return the medium to my daughter when she becomes an adult."

"I swear on the name of my ancestors that your daughter will get everything she deserves." Yetro paused and continued spelling in his mind, "Then what are your next plans?"

Thorad had put his helmet back on and walked out of the room. He responded with the same consciousness in his mind: "I will stay with Sibinai for a while, and then I will return to the Chik Empire to find her mother."

"I understand, the risk is extremely high, right?" In the room, Jetro had already taken off his clothes and was about to take a bath in the bathroom.

On the other side, Thorad opened the door to his room and saw Sibine leaning on the back of a chair, her head hanging to the side. She had obviously fallen asleep. There was a basin of water in front of her, which she probably She wanted to wait for her father to come back, forcing herself to put her face in the water if she dozed off - but Xibinai didn't expect that after dozing off, she would tilt her head back.

"Yes, after the resistance failed, the family's veteran Feng Piao Long rescued our family, but was shot down by the Corpse Dragon on the way. After she was captured, I have lived alone with Xibinai until now, but I know my wife is alive and waiting for me."

Thorad carried his daughter back to bed and gently covered her with the quilt.

Jetro flipped the hot water switch - the most advanced water supply system was installed when the Alpine Castle was built. The materials used have not deteriorated even after two hundred years, so Jetro can now enjoy a very A nice hot bath. He gently leaned his head on the edge of the bathtub and asked, "Don't you want to control a flying dragon first and then go back? This way your survival rate will be much higher, right?"

"There is no way to control it. The psychic energy required for psychic control is extremely huge. Every year, we hold several 'sacrifice days' to force everyone to release their psychic energy to the medium - understand? This It can only be done by gathering people from a territory. Of course, low-star monsters don’t need such huge psychic powers, but that’s of no use at all.”

Jetro understood. He compared the spiritual energy consumption caused by communicating with the Emperor's Walking Lantern with Thorad's statement, and found that the main difference between the two was in the "portal fragments" - there were probably a lot of them. Psychic energy is used to contact that medium to enter the world of consciousness.

What if a person is determined to save a loved one?

Jetro replied: "Well, it's nice to meet you in this life."

In Room 1 of Dawn, Thorad lay down on the sofa, covered himself with a blanket, and responded: "We have a mutually restrictive and mutually beneficial relationship. So don't worry, my daughter is here with you, and I will not die easily." ”

It was late at night, and the sea was glowing with bright moonlight. The Alpine Hotel is like a beacon guiding the way under the night sky, allowing hunters in the New World to not get lost and have hope. There were chewing sounds in the dense forest, as if a large monster was biting its prey.

The two figures moved forward in a panic, and the monster's heavy footsteps came from behind. They raised their heads and looked through the jungle, only to see the building standing on a flat hill not far away, lit up with the light of hope.

"Hey! Work harder! We're almost there! As long as we return to the Alpine Hotel, there will be patrols to pick us up!" A man with freckles supported the bleeding uncle beside him and kept encouraging him. Looking at him.

"Good boy, let me go. It's coming." The uncle had a big hole in his leg, and it was obvious that he had been bitten by some monster.

"No! I'm a hunter! Hunter - Obsward! I will never give up any of my companions! Remember this! Today you will owe Obsward a favor! Because he saved you!" The freckled man Trying to push him forward.

"Young man, 'hot blood' is a good thing, but 'hot blood' is not." The bleeding uncle took advantage of the landslide in the road ahead and pushed the freckled man down with all his strength, while he himself took out the The short knife that had been used to strip the monster material was leaning against the tree trunk.

A ferocious and huge head was revealed in the darkness. It showed pink and black stripes under the moonlight, and its whole body exuded an unknown black aura.

"Hello, big black guy, who are you born to from Man Elong? Can the ugly cat not find its mother?"

…

Obsward, who had slid all the way to the bottom, was about to climb up when he suddenly saw a magnificent spark rising in the sky above his head - the explosive barrel that his team had ambushed on the retreat route had been detonated.