1 Wolf headdress man

Linas a peaceful and brimming with races Continent. Mountains full of trees and wildlife while races of every kind prosper. One of the 3 continents of the world of Argon. A Continent where tribes fight beasts and other tribes to survive. Beautiful mountains brimming with wildlife and enormous ancient trees stood tall since the ancient times.

On a mountain range at a remote place in the south Of Linas Continent. A five man hunting group is currently stalking their prey as it leisurely cross the trees. Their leader a six foot man with brown skin held a spear while directing the other four. They maneuver in the jungle with ease since they have hunted in this part of the jungle many times already. They have been stalking this boar some time ago. It was starting to turn dusk, they have to hurry from hunting the boar. Because the peaceful facade of the mountain would be over and they might become the hunted and not the hunters. Beasts of every kind roams every mountains of Linas. Either giant herbivores or enormous Carnivores.

While the five man team were silently walking towards the direction of the boar with caution. A tall and slim figure was standing hundred of meters away from them. He had a white wolf headdress on his head covering half his face, only his mouth and nose can be seen clearly while his eyes were hidden in the fur of the white wolf. His skin color is white as the snow just like the tooth of an unknown animal that was tied by a string on his neck. The tooth of the animal is like those of a wolf but way bigger and sharper. While his clothing were compose of animal skin that was turned into a overshirt and a long pants made from pants (or trousers) of a unknown animal leather. He was observing these five man group as they slowly approach the boar for quite some time now. He started to wonder, what will the hunters do if some unexpected situation suddenly occurs. Thinking about it he took something from his side pocket and thrown it towards the direction of the hunters.

While the hunters were only few meters away from their pray a rock suddenly hit a trunk of a nearby hallowed tree making noise loud enough to startle the boar and the hunters. The boar raises its head towards the direction of where the sound came from. When the boar saw the hunters, it was stunned but after a few seconds it shook out of its stupor and rushed towards the hunters who are also stunned on what happened. It rushed towards them while making grunting noises. Although the boar is not that big but if any of the hunters were hit by its tusk then their gonna be in a bad day. The boar's tusk could penetrate their clothing and lodge deep into human flesh with ease.

When the hunters saw that the boar came charging towards them. The hunters immediately got out of the way of the charging boar while trying to stab it by their sharp wooden spear with a spearhead of a sharpened stone.One of the hunter luckily stabbed its leg while it was charging making the boar grunt in pain before it turned back to them charging back again, this time with more momentum.

Seeing that the boar is charging back again the leader of the team shouted towards his teammates. " Roman, Ting you guys stab it but be careful, don't fight it head on." While he and the other two tried to flank the charging boar on both sides.

Roman and Ting nodded their heads and tried to stab the charging boar with their sharpened spears while holding their grounds waiting for impact. Because the boar couldn't change its direction on time it was stab in its front body. immediately blood started to come out of the wounds. While the boar cried out in pain the other two ard not much better they felt that they have been hit by a tree trunk!

They were thrown off to the sides from the impact although they successfully stop the charging boar their arms are still painful. The boar struggle to get up to its feet and flee right away as it sense danger nearby. A danger capable of taking its life away. But before it could rise up to its feet the hunter leader jump from a shrub nearby and stabbed its head.

Crack!

The head of the boar now have a hole and blood and brain started to pour out of it. The boar immediately died after the leader of the hunting team stabbed its head with the sharp spear.

While feeling slightly thrilled that they caught the boar they knew that they couldn't overstay as the scent of blood may attract unnecessary trouble. Without even resting for a second, one of the hunters tied the boar to a bamboo. Two of them carried the bamboo where the dead boar was tied to. They have to go back to their tribe fast as the night is starting eat the light of the sun and the mountain's true dwellers will come out and if unlucky enough they may stumble to a beast way out of their league. Even though less from their yesterday's caught they have no choice as the sun slowly starts to set. They started to head back to the foot of the mountain where their village or tribe was located. They didn't notice that a tall figure with a white wolf headdress was watching their every action in the trees just many meters away. They didn't even think of who three the rockat the hollowed tree.

The wolf headdress guy suddenly smiled as his sight lingered on a giant rock many meters away from him. He coldy said in a deep voice. " You guys are like the pest. Even if how many times I kill you, you still kept appearing in my sight in batches."

The wolf headdress man suddenly took out a curved black metal dagger with a snake head design on its hilt. While the smile is still plastered on his face. Hr waited with patience even though night is approaching fast.

It didn't take long enough three men with different weapons came out of the giant rock. A guy with a salakot hat on his head, shirt and pants made out of leather with a short sword said while smiling towards the wolf headdress man. " You warlocks are scourge of this land so... even if we were not the one that kills you then there's someone who'll come for you and punish you."

The other one from his left side with the same attire holding an axe also added in a arrogant tone with a smirk on his face. " Why don't you surrender and we'll promise that you will not suffer a miserable death on our hands."

While the last one just stayed quiet. Just observing the white wolf headdress man that was said to be a warlock. He have a hemp shirt and pants covering his whole body. He was a white skinned dude just like the wolf headdress guy the only difference is that he doesn't have anything covering his head with a long black hair, a sword like eyebrow and a pointy nose and pinkish mouth(good enough to picture a dude). He's a good looking lad who was holding spear that was made from a fine wood and sharp metal spearhead.

" Haha" The headdress man laugh feeling amused by what those two said. " Do you think just because most of the old warlocks died at that war, we are now helpless against your band that we're gonna be killed easily? Dream on! "

After the words came out from his mouth he immediately charged towards the direction of the trio while taking out his blade out from its scabbard. As the trio saw him charging towards them, they also attack him. The guy with an axe and the salahok hat man charge at him while the spear guy tried to flank him.

When the axeman and short sword guy clashed weapons with the wolf headdress man clanging sound started to echoed before it was over shadowed by a painful scream. The axe man's that is gripping the short axe was cleanly chopped off by the wolf headdress man. Then the short sword man also attacked him with more ferocity as he saw his friends plight. The clashing of swords rang out again in the peaceful mountain before a sound of flesh being slashed rang out. Before the short sword guy could scream his screaming sound couldn't even get out before blood started to come out of his mouth. He also beheaded the axe man before the spear man could reinforce them.

Night started to climb, two out of the three guys have already fallen leaving only the spear man. When the spearman saw the other two guys were down he was surprised as he didn't expect that even when the numbers are against this warlock he still he could finish the other two companions of his quickly. His face started to become solemn as his spear started to attack the warlock in different angles after he was in his range. Stab, thrust and many more attacks were being thrown towards the Wolf headdress man.

After how many times they fought a shirk was heard as the first one to be injure was the spearman. He was now taking deep breaths while taking backing off giving more distance against the warlock as he knew that his opponent is not just a lamb but a swift wolf. The last two attacks that the warlock showed that he was way faster than him and the warlock's blade technique way much better than his spear technique that was taught by an Instructor < Demon Killing Spear technique>(I'm sorry on how ugly this name was).

" I'm surprised that servant like you is teaming up with mediocre people like them while trying to hunt down a warlock that specialise in killing demon hunters with a fast blade." The warlock smiled as he slowly approached the spearman. His killing intent started to leak out from his body making the spearman shudder involuntarily. He released a wisp of his cultivation, when the spearman felt his cultivation he gasp in horror.

" You... you're not a... " Before he could finish what he's saying his head was separated from his body. Falling to the ground blood started to spill out like fountain.

The wolf headdress warlock just shook his head and took out three wolf teeth from his pocket and stab it to the three's corpse before he walk deeper into the tree lines disappearing after the night rises and beasts holws are frequently heard.

The Night rulers started to come out!

After many days a hunting group saw the mangled body of the three. They just simply took it as unfortunate hunters who can't comeback on their tribe on time and got killed by beasts.

They buried them nearby as a sign of respect to the dead and fellow human. While the four of the hunters were burying the other two. A younger hunter holding a spear saw something in last one of the bodies that he immediately called their leader. An Emblem, with two cross swords as a sign. The leader was stunned!

The badge of a servant class of the Demon Hunting Alliance.

The alliance that always kills the evil practitioners and supernatural creatures.

Upon recognising the Emblem he immediately fastened the burying of the three and he called off the hunt. They hurried back to their tribe. Their tribe was not located far away from the place of death of three. Just ten kilometers away.

When they saw the tall wooden fences the head hunter immediately yelled. " Open the gates!"

A hunter with bow and arrows was standing on a tall wooden tower near the closed gate of their tribe saw them he yelled down to open the gate. Not before long the gate was opened. Before the hunter could greet then he saw the hunting leader dash towards the direction of the tribe chief's hut. The head hunter was still dashing even though he's panting. He didn't even greet any of the tribesmen who greeted at him. He clearly knew what is the consequences and danger if demon hunters died near a settlement. Evil was near!Before long he past many huts and finally saw the tribal chief's house. Bigger than the other huts as some matters regarding the tribe was discussed in the chiefs hut. He wnet inside without permission.

Not long the tribal chief and some of their fighters lead by the head hunter also went back to retrieve the corpses that was buried and the chief send one of the fastest fighters of their tribe towards a near mid level tribe to send a message towards a Demon alliance post there. Every Mid level tribes had a demon alliance post where two demon hunters in servant class are the leaders and seven other apprentices are there to keep tabs if there was sight of supernaturals in the vicinity. This is also considered as familiarising the ins and out of the post for the young bloods and their first missions were ordered in these posts.

After two days five demon hunters riding mounts of different class entered the small tribe and examined the body of the three people. Their leader a crimson grade servant class was riding a horse like creature while the other four were just red grade apprentices.

Andrew the Post master that leads a hunting party to kill evil practitioners and supernaturals on the surrounding one mid level tribe and ten small tribes. He is also a powerful crimson level servant class. But currently he was solemnly staring at three dead bodies. Albeit unrecognisable, Andrew still knew that they were the three demon hunters that went in the mountains. After examining them he found three wolf teeth were stuck on the trios chest part. It was lodge deeply on the chest part of the three.

He immediately knew who killed them. They were not killed by beasts but by a sharp weapon. As he also saw the clean marks on one of the necks of the bodies. Andrew was also aware of the identity of the three, they were the people that a higher post sent to kill a servant class Blue threat level warlock that is wearing a wolf head hoodie. He knew the strength of these people the weakest of them is at the orange tire and the guy who uses spear was the strongest at crimson grade. they even sparred with each other, though he won, it was a tough battle. He knew at how fast the spearman's spear techniques is, he estimated that the spearman's technique proficiency is atleast at middle level.

They even promised that after they dealt with the blue threat level warlock, they'll drink with him. But now he was staring at their cold mangled bodies. He can only distinguished them by their tattered clothes.

He have heard about the warlock who wears the Wolf headdress and that guy specialised on blade techniques. The warlock with a blue threat level that just appeared out of nowhere on a high level tribe territory and killed ten servant class that are on the yellow grade who are going to hunt a corpse eater. Only one guy got to escape from him but the Wolf headdress man left him a huge slash on his back. After the servant class warrior found a medium size tribe and recounted what happened. The post master there immediately sent a messenger to the high level tribe post. When the news of the death of the party many were still skeptical. It's been many years since a warlock and at that level appeared in this remote place in the South. But when they saw many of the demon hunters that were stationed in the high level post leaving in batches they immediately knew that the news was mostly true. They've never seen the post mobilised more than ten hunters in an operation since a Master level threat Red eyed snake ten meters long came down the inner mountain. Two master class demon hunters and twenty servant class hunters of different stages hunted down the beast. But they came back with many heavy injuries while seven servant class hunters never came back. And now all the nins hunters that are mobilised were servant class while the leader of the hunting troop herself is at the master stage. Making people in a state of nervousness and anxiety. It's not common to see wandering warlocks in the more populated parts of the Continent. But in this remote place in the south and to such high level of course it is rare. A one man killed ten warriors that serves Demon Hunting alliance within the span of two minutes!

They knew that even though servant class warriors are on the bottom of the pyramid of power just next to apprentices. But still they are fighters from the Alliance. These warriors that could rival three of the same class from other tribes since most of knew higher grade battle techniques taught from mentors of the Alliance.