Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1201 - 667: Secret Hunting Sect

Magla is a notoriously chaotic and evil deity. His doctrine emphasizes survival of the fittest, a dogma that applies not only to hunted prey, but also equally to his followers, especially in times like these when multiple forces mix in pursuit and intra-competing slaughter, it’s all too normal.

"Both Luna and I possess the ability of Forest Stride, which makes us more mobile," Gaven refused to let the Crown Princess object and directly hoisted her onto the Half-Moon Colt, "The highest hunt must last at least twenty-four hours. If we can’t find a way to break the deadlock, we must be prepared to last for twenty-four hours and conserve our strength."

In Magla’s hunting dream, only spellcasting abilities are restricted. Special Abilities and Supernatural Abilities are unaffected, which might be a deliberate targeting of the Crown Princess or a mischief by the Lord of the Beasts in his divine role who venerates face-to-face, bloody, brutal combat. Even bows are considered backup options, let alone magic.

Even if they initiate the highest hunt in reality, they would typically disable the spellcasting abilities of the pursued, and even if their side possesses casting abilities, they would not use them. The death of the prey by casting abilities would be considered a failure of the highest hunt.

"Okay." Listening to the increasingly close roars, neighs, and bellows, the Crown Princess no longer put up a brave front. Her spellcasting abilities being restricted immediately made her take a back seat, leaving the lead role to Gaven.

She had once witnessed the combat of this young General firsthand. Although he is also a spellcaster, his fighting style leans more towards Magic and Martial Dual Cultivation. Even if his spellcasting powers are constrained, the reduction in his combat abilities isn’t particularly significant. He’s even capable of standing his ground against Legendary Combat Profession Practitioners.

The situation at hand, where even the abilities of Legendary Spellcasters are forbidden, could only be achieved through the manipulation of the Laws; even a dream created by a True God cannot unilaterally ban usage, as it must maintain the basic Balance. The Hunters also cannot cast spells, and must rely on physical means to pursue their hunt. freewёbnoνel.com

With blessings from the Fairy Wilderness, Gaven and the Half-Moon Colt move effortlessly through the dense forest. The thick trees and vines not only fail to hinder them but instead provide them with substantial shelter. They automatically clear a path for them, and once they have passed, they return to their original state, blocking the pursuers who are trailing behind Gaven, forcing them to take a longer route.

The relationship between the God of the Hunt and the other Natural Deities is extremely poor. Meira’s Followers do their best to eliminate all Druids they encounter, regardless of their beliefs. They see the Balance maintained by Druids as the real enemy of all who love hunting, believing it impedes the natural victory of the strong over the weak.

Therefore, all Druid organizations, including those affiliated with the Druids or sponsored by the Natural Deities, like Harpists, seize opportunities to locate and destroy the strongholds of Magla’s sect.

Even though followers of Magla are often active in the woodland areas and delineate their hunting territories here, they receive no protection from nature, only endless enmity. It’s not uncommon to see the Fae Race, natural beasts, and monsters aiding the victims and, in turn, opposing the followers of Magla.

Seeing Gaven exhibit the unique abilities of Druids, the Hunters are even more excited, howling successively as they switch from mere pursuit to encircling from all directions, reducing the maneuvering space of Gaven and the Crown Princess.

Wolves hunting cooperatively is a common sight. How could a group of followers, all Hunting Masters, be anything but experts?

Even though they come from different origins, their hunting tactics are derived from the same source, and their coordination is naturally seamless.

Their hunting techniques are exquisitely crafted, the number of traps in the dense forest is innumerable, but Gaven is no pushover. He doesn’t just blindly flee; he engages in mobile combat, widening the distance between the large number of Hunters, allowing him to face only a few of them at any given moment.

As long as the number of enemies does not exceed five, he would charge at them without hesitation and engage in frenzied slaughter.

Gaven didn’t activate too many Special Abilities, only his Combat Armor, which doubled his size, and then his Pillaging Destructive Arms for extra limbs, set to a super-large form. The War Ravager morphed to match, the human arms wielding Death Roar in one hand and Crown Shield in the other.

However, there was no need for the use of the human arms, at least not in front of those animal predators.

No matter if it’s the Forest Panther, Forest Wolf, or the Ferocious Tiger known for their Dexterity, or the powerful and mighty Forest Bear and Owl Bear, they simply cannot withstand two swings from War Marauder. The latter two, in particular, are usually taken down with a single blow, as they rely on their formidable and strong bodies to fight out in the open and have no notion of evasion. Gaven, even more robust, directly withstands their scratches and hits their heads with his hammer.

The scene is extremely bloody and violent. Being struck by the ton and a half starting War Marauder is no simple affair of a shattered head; some have their heads hammered into their chests, while others have their upper bodies obliterated into an unrecognizable mess of flesh and blood.