I Can See Health Bars in Real Life-Chapter 468 - 2: Clash of Legends? (Part 2)
On the distant sea surface illuminated by the searchlights on the ship, a layer of frost is spreading at a visible speed, moving towards this side, astonishing and terrifying like a disaster movie's special effects. As the sea freezes, the feeling of coldness in the air becomes increasingly terrifying.
"Quick! Get back to your rooms!" Finally, someone realized in time and shouted loudly.
"Over there! What's over there!" A woman in a red dress, incredibly seductive, shrieked in fear, her pupils shrinking to pinpoints, as she trembled and pointed shakily towards the sky. That was also the source direction from which the unmatched cold wave was spreading. People raised their heads and looked.
They saw an incredible scene.
A group of ghostly knights, clad in rusty armor and holding lightning-shaped swords, were riding skeletal horses, crossing the sky in large numbers.
The sound of the wind grew louder.
As the nightmarish cavalry drew closer, the people in shock saw more details, including the horns on their helmets and the skull-like faces behind the visors, as skeletal riders mounted on skeletal horses, with pale blue flames burning in their ethereal eye sockets.
"..."
"..."
The short silence was finally shattered by the first scream, breaking the silence on the cruise ship.
And the nightmare-like Wild Hunt also noticed the cruise ship appearing on their path, suddenly turning, swooping down towards the sea like eagles hunting rabbits!
"Help!"
"No! Don't——!!"
The well-dressed people on the cruise ship no longer cared about their demeanor, panicking and fleeing frantically on the deck, screaming for their lives.
The scene was chaotic and messy.
No one knew how much time had passed, but on the now silent cruise ship, some tightly closed doors were cautiously opened a crack, eyes inside looking out anxiously and fearfully.
There were no signs of brutal bloody slaughter, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and dismembered bodies. Only some tables, food, and red wine were overturned, frozen in a layer of frost, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.
Of course, some people who hadn't managed to escape had disappeared...
"Wild Hunt! It's the Wild Hunt..."
"I've heard that those in the path of the Wild Hunt will be taken!"
"Mr. Victor and the others must be like that..."
"Call the police! Quickly!"
Like survivors of a disaster, people trembled, no longer possessing the grace of upper-class individuals. They checked the people on the ship and found that a small portion, mostly the cruise ship's owners, seemed to have disappeared. According to some, amid the chaos, they didn't escape and were taken directly by those ghostly riders.
This is the region of Europe, where the Wild Hunt is an important element in the mythological stories of European countries.
This concept in culture has a highly similar image, illusions of hunters or armies fully armed, riding warhorses and hunting dogs, madly chasing prey across the sky or the land... It's typically believed that those who are unfortunate to appear on the Wild Hunt's path or pursue the Wild Hunt will be taken away, eventually taken to the Netherworld.
Such a highly overlapping situation made them suddenly feel they understood, excitedly making the same guess.
Although such speculations were coincidental, they were extraordinarily accurate in terms of outcome—the Wild Hunt had indeed appeared just now, and those who went missing were indeed taken directly by the Wild Hunt. This group of frenzied spectral hunters captured their targets, continuing their tradition.
Abducting a few weak natives, interrogating for information about the current world to aid in hunting genuine targets, or preparing for future plane conquest battles, were all very necessary.
A group of people, shivering in the cold, reported to the police with excitement and fear. They were excited because their past worldview was shattered, witnessing another aspect of the world. Fearful, as they were still worried the threat wasn't over, and their safety wasn't guaranteed.
The people on the cruise were either prestigious or wealthy. Even if they seemed to report to the police for an extremely absurd reason in a somewhat uncontrolled emotional state, they still possessed significant influence.
And because of this, certain matters began to spread further...
Making many start to question whether there was an unknown aspect to this world.
......
...
In reality.
The Wild Hunt, which had terrified the unplanned witnesses, had crossed the sky shortly after leaving the cruise ship, charging into the airspace over a distant island.
And then—
They came with momentum and, unsurprisingly, faced total annihilation.
"This... this..."
Hiri stood on the mountain crest, speechless. She had been nervously gripping the Silver Sword, her palms full of sweat. The constant fleeing had left her displaced, deepening the psychological shadow the Wild Hunt cast in her heart, like a most profound, unwilling-to-face nightmare.
That's why the scene she just witnessed was so shocking to her. The Wild Hunt had come in a large group, crossing the sky, their blades twinkling in the night sky like stars, spectral horses' hooves like marsh flames, the blue fire in their eye sockets glowing, with numbers so dense the outline of the Wild Hunt was indistinguishable...
