Chapter 359
He stared closely at John and said with a trembling voice, "You are an accidental child, Yadani."
Alpha wolf?
Accidental child?
John frowned and didn't understand why he said this.
Alexey came out and explained: "Powerful power is accompanied by a vicious curse, and that curse is the severance of bloodline."
"Your mother, my sister, she was once one of the Jovonovichs and you were born."
"Wait, so you are not grandpa's children?" John looked up at his uncles.
According to this argument, wouldn't it mean that my grandfather didn't have a child?
Grandfather nodded and said: "Jovonovich never uses blood as inheritance, Yadani."
"You're the only one."
John was startled, so to speak, he could really be regarded as an accidental child.
He hurriedly asked: "Then my mother..."
"She was once the best among us and the leader of the Silver Wolf family." Seryosha said with emotion. "Later she fell in love with a foreigner and gave up everything for it."
"Ahem." John coughed repeatedly after hearing this title.
Gringo?
I can't even name my father, which is really miserable.
"Getting back to the topic," Grandfather looked at John, the kindness in his voice changed to seriousness, "Yadani Jovonovich, are you willing to accept yourself?"
Not only him, but also his uncles looked over.
Some of them were ready to take action, while others were worried.
[Ding, start the challenge mission, bloodline awakening, reward any point +1, blessing: leader]
When John heard the mission prompt, he was silent for a while and asked: "I want to ask, what is the mission of the demon hunter now?"
As a wizard, it is somewhat problematic for you to ask John to hunt wizards.
"I understand your concerns, child." Grandfather shook his head, "You have magic in your body, right?"
Apparently, several uncles found this out of John the last time.
Grandfather smiled slightly, "We are not stubborn. The birth of demon hunters is inseparable from wizards."
"Jovonovich's history is more about eradicating monsters in the countryside than about wizards going to school."
After saying that, his grandfather blinked, giving John the illusion that he was facing Dumbledore.
Maybe it's because old people like to interact with younger people, John hesitated for a while.
The profession of witcher is about to be discontinued, and his grandfather also talked about the pros and cons.
The potion contains the ability to awaken the power of blood, which puts a huge burden on the body.
There are pros and cons.
After John thought for a while, he nodded slowly in response to his grandfather's expectant gaze.
Grandfather smiled and said, "In the presence of the Silver Wolf, Jovonovich's son, Yadani Jovonovich, conducts the Trial of Green Grass."
As soon as he finished speaking, John noticed that the spring water in the center seemed to be boiling.
After a while, the spring water calmed down.
John walked over and felt a strange feeling, as if he was about to jump into it.
"Drink the potion, Yadani."
Grandfather whispered something, and John took out the bottle of potion and held it in his hand.
He looked around at his uncles, then finally pulled the cork and drank the contents in one gulp.
There was nothing at first, but as time passed by, John felt a sharp pain and burning in his body.
Grandfather came down and stood in front of John, surrounded by his uncles.
John felt that his vision was blurred, and he swayed twice to stabilize himself.
"My child Yadani, you are an unexpected son. The family's bloodline depends on inheritance."
The old man cut his palm, and bright red blood flowed into the spring water along the palm.
Several other uncles did the same.
The old man's blood flowed into the spring and turned into a silver wolf.
The blood of Seryosha, Valery, and Boris turned into a brown bear.
The blood of Alexei and Igor turned into a snake.
Andre's blood transformed into a lion.
The blood of Anton and Lige turned into a blood cat.
Valentin's blood turned into a gryphon.
"Jovonovich's blood protects Yadani, and the demon hunter's blood washes away all bad luck and curses."
As the blood enters, the spring water turns red.
John walked toward the spring unconsciously.
The nine uncles knelt beside the spring at the same time, holding their hands against their hearts.
Grandfather watched John step into it step by step, and his voice became ethereal.
"Let blood and fire be the power to step out of your true self, Yadani."
Silver Wolf picked up a bottle and came to his grandfather.
Grandfather took it, opened the bottle, and the black liquid inside poured into the water.
He pulled out the sword placed by the spring, holding the sword in both hands, his face solemn.
Under the gaze of a group of half-kneeling demon hunters, his sword slashed through the stone outside the spring.
Sparks flew in.
When it came into contact with the blood-colored spring water, it turned into a burning fire, igniting all the spring water.
The uncles had solemn faces and did not dodge even when faced with flames.
John stepped into the spring water and sank. The flames burned through his body, unable to harm his body and unable to wake him up.
His consciousness sank with the spring water, becoming vague and blurry.
Everything in front of him began to change, and there were changes in him as well.
The blood flooded his eyes, like a baptism, and his consciousness gradually returned.
Along with the return of consciousness, there were bursts of sounds that turned from blurry to clear.
It seemed like someone was calling John's name.
"Yardani Jovonovich."
He slowly raised his head, his vision changing from blurry to clear.
It was an old castle, but there was no one around.
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that he was lying in the spring water.
The difference is that the surroundings are dark and gloomy.
After he got up, he looked outside.
"Grandpa? Uncle Seryozha?" He called tentatively, but received no response.
Beside the spring, the sword was still there, as if no one had been there for a long time and was covered with dust.
John wanted to see how much time had passed.
Just as he reached into his small bag, he stopped.
A voice is getting closer and closer.
He looked up and saw a dark figure rushing in from the tunnel.
The next second, a bloody mouth opened in front of John.
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Chapter 386 I entered the trial
After a while.
John sat by the spring, lost in thought.
"Am I wearing something?"
The unfamiliar castle made John wonder if he had traveled through time again.
He stared at the killed wild boar that was as tall as a man, its sharp tusks cut off with a sword.
The sword he used was the sword beside the spring.
He raised his hand and pressed it against the wild boar, and its body flew out.
"The magic is still there, which is good news."
[Ding, challenge mission, dream trial, reward any point +1]
The task is issued, but there is no clear goal.
If John guessed correctly, this should be caused by the so-called trial.
Everything here feels very real. If he hadn't been startled by the wild boar just now, John wouldn't have picked up the sword next to him and cut it off.
He stood up and patted his butt, then looked down at the spring water.
The water inside was crystal clear, and it didn't look like it could go back.
So as the name suggests, you have to complete the trial before going back.
Fortunately, he carried his small bag with him. He opened it and took a look. There was nothing missing inside, but there were just some problems.
His amulets and rings were all turned into a bunch of decorations.
Picking up a Ring of Strike, the magic inside has disappeared.
Walking to the boar, John pulled out the sword stuck in the boar.
He looked carefully and saw that there were some lines on the sword, which looked like some kind of runes.
On the wild boar, a bloody light penetrated into the sword body.
The runes become brighter.
There are ten such runes in total.
John flicked his fingers and it seemed to be a silver sword.
Raising his hand, the scabbard embedded in the ground flew over and he inserted the sword into it.
"That thing just now was 'experience value'?"
Feeling that he was about to level up after defeating monsters, John put his sword back on his back.
Now it seems that this so-called trial is based on the eradication of some magical creatures.
Walking out along the tunnel, he noticed that the murals on the walls had disappeared.
The smooth walls seemed to have never had murals on them.
It was night when he arrived, but when he went out, he looked at the white snow outside and fell into deep thought.
A cold wind blew by, and there were traces of animal activity at the entrance of the cave.
It should have been left by the wild boar just now.
