The Divine Hunter

In the bright room, the fan-like palm of the bald man was fiddling with a needle to sew the bloody opening on the witcher's shoulder.

"Playing two ghouls in that narrow terrain is amazing!"

"What would you do instead?" The witcher leaned back on the rattan chair, with one arm bare, grinning from time to time, enduring the sting.

Letho's carrot-thick fingers carefully put the needle through the flesh, and then pulled out a piece of blood-stained gut from the flesh, "Your choice is fine, but you don't have to be obsessed with the silver sword, the hand crossbow, and the Igni seal. To deal with mindless monsters like ghouls, the mind-bending Axifa seal can also have good results."

The witcher nodded, in that emergency situation, he subconsciously used the proficient Igni, but forgot the most suitable Axie.

"Lack of combat experience...hh—" A more intense sting came from the wound, but it was Leto who gently poked Golfingwhite's red belly, causing it to "guru" obediently towards the wound. Spit out.

"Be patient, the saliva secreted by the half-murloc can promote wound healing and make you feel better faster." Leto finished using Golphine, and threw it back into the tub, along with a small dried fish. "After raising it for so long, it can still start to work."

"Tie up tightly, and continue to fight tomorrow."

Leto nodded, wrapping the witcher's arm with a white bandage once or twice... "By the way, Yada sent a batch of gifts this morning." The bald man sighed, "This princess is troublesome though. There are a lot of things, but the money is generous. The goods include dragon leather, anti-magic metal plates, halite... almost all the materials for forging. It is more than enough to make a whole set of Felix armor, and there is no need to save the Feili's steel sword. ."

"Then my injury is finally not in vain." Roy's heart moved. The four members of the Snake Sect all have weapons that are good at hand, while Belengar only has a silver sword, Toheine, and lacks a fine steel sword. ...When the time comes... Well, I'll discuss it with everyone.

What if the guy was moved and stopped worrying about having children?

"Cleaning the sewers is also for the sake of the school. I will be counted in tomorrow's action? Or call Oaks and Serrit?"

A few ghouls are almost the limit that Roy and the Knights of the White Rose can handle, and Leto thinks it's enough exercise.

If something more dangerous and deadly appears again, the future star of the school will tell her fate...

Roy lowered his head and thought about it for a moment,

Showing a mouth of white teeth, "Wait for the next time, I want to challenge again."

——

"Huh..." The witcher hunched his back like a cheetah, panting like a cow, leaning against the cold, moss-covered sewer wall tiles, his face covered with purple-black blood vessels caused by the potion, and his sweat was pouring out. It oozes from the skin on his forehead and slides down his chin and neck into the half-slashed leather armor on his chest.

The blue veins in both hands were abrupt, and the crutches seemed to hold the sword tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

The viscous liquid all over his body, in addition to the stench of sweat, and blood.

In a battle that was almost breathless, he regretted not letting Letho come with him.

After getting rid of the ghouls, their luck seemed to run out and they encountered the most terrifying monsters in the sewers.

The three knights, Argon, Mars, and Zelling, were scattered in the dirty ditch that he didn't want to, their chests heaving slightly, their painful screams were intermittent, and they were weak.

Argon's right hand and left foot were twisted into an unbelievable angle like a twist. One of Zelling's arms was violently twisted in the opposite direction, revealing the pale stubble at the joint, and Mars, the slender girl The young knight with eyelashes, his chest was visibly sunken, one nose was blocked with blood, and blood was spitting from his mouth, and he was about to die.

Behind the three knights lies a humanoid monster, facing the witcher, with a wide and long mouth full of jagged teeth, a flat and disgusting face, with no eyes and Nose, head shaped like an upside-down butt.

Its body is bare and full of gray-white raised muscles and warts, and some primitive organs and tissues grow: webs, bone spurs, claws, and a natural killing machine, one can imagine how destructive it is.

But now it is a cold corpse, full of arrows, wounds from sword stabs, and burns from exploding flames.

"Bat-wing demon!" A low-level vampire with a wide and long mouth and a flat, ugly face. Above the sharp canine teeth, a pair of scarlet eyes did not contain the slightest reason for warm-blooded animals.

But this was just a bat-winged demon in its infancy. The first time it appeared, the witcher used the Dragon Dream to inflict heavy damage, and then joined forces with three knights of the White Rose to kill it.

What they never expected was that this thing even had a big brother, who fell from the sky without warning, and a lightning-like sneak attack severely damaged the group of knights.

And then spookily fled upwards.

The witcher formed the Quinn seal, looked up and stared at the ceiling, there were some pits and black holes, and occasionally a ghost shadow jumped over, circled the four people in the sewer, and waited. With the chance to fly.

It moved!

A terrifyingly sharp claw suddenly stretched out from the ceiling, with a sloth-like slender arm, his fingernails stained with black bloodstains and minced flesh, grabbed one of Agon's legs and pulled the poor knight up with all his might.

The hanged knight screamed in despair!

"Whoosh-"

The crossbow burst into a flower of blood, and the witcher swung his sword out of the void, but before the blade could reach his body, the demon loosened his claws and retracted to the ceiling.

After repeating this two or three times, Roy understood... This beast is torturing them to avenge their dead companions!

After a minute, it had enjoyed enough, and suddenly fell from the sky, falling 5 meters away from the witcher, waving its arms and claws, and making a coercive "hiss" sound.

The monster was much stronger than the dead bat-winged demon, with a messy tawny skin and uglier looking.

The witcher half-bowed, and the tip of Arrondette's sword pointed straight to its throat, maintaining a skillful ox position, and the dark gold pupils shone dangerously.

Batwing

Age: 21

Gender: none

Health: 150

Attributes:

Strength: 16

Agility: 15

Constitution: 15

Perception: 8

Will: 6

Charisma: 3

Spirit: 7

Skill:

Blood Hunger lv2: This vulgar low-level vampire not only sucks blood, but also desires fresh meat. But they are addicted to blood, and if they drink blood in battle, they will quickly heal their minor injuries.

Self-healing lv2: Garlic, flames, and stakes are all ineffective against low-level vampires. They are very long-lived and have a strong self-healing ability, which can slowly restore various injuries by consuming time. But compared to their higher-order counterparts, they have more weaknesses and are afraid of sunlight and flames.

Frenzy (passive curing): Bat-winged demons have extremely low intelligence compared to other similar species. Once they sense the blood flowing in their prey, they will fall into a brainless frenzy. They are not afraid of pain and fear, and act entirely by instinct until the prey is killed. Unload big chunks!

...

The monster's scarlet eyes were locked on the witcher, and the three half-dead knights seemed to be unable to attract its interest.

The witcher noticed the way it moved.

Unlike beasts that land on all fours, nor do they land on all fours like a human being, the arched legs make it impossible for it to run for a long time, but give it a powerful jumping ability—

Bend your knees, and jump with your feet tense!

"Pfft—" A black lightning flashed across the dark sewer.

The shadow jumped over five meters in an instant, and a pair of scythe-like claws slashed towards the witcher's neck.

The wind blows!

He was suddenly short and rolled forward on the ground.

Dim sewer.

A person and a beast are staggered.

Because of the huge inertia, the bat wing demon jumped directly over his head.

And the witcher waded through the gap between his legs and came behind him.

Without turning, Arrondette turned the blade and jabbed back sharply against his elbow. ,

"Pfft-"

Knife into the meat!

The dark red sword body pierced straight into the big buttocks of the bat-winged demon, more precisely, the middle of the buttocks.

The blade of the sword pierced through the cartilage of the excretory opening, and stopped until it reached the monster's tail vertebra, and half of the blade was submerged.

Blood is pouring!

"Whoa-"

It shrieked and turned, claws in a circular arc in mid-air, sweeping towards the witcher behind him.

But Roy reacted faster, his toes lightly tapped and jumped back, and at the same time, the five fingers of his left hand outlined the seal in mid-air!

Axel!

Sooner or later, the cyan inverted triangle rushed into the frantic and scarlet eyes!

The bat-winged demon was disoriented and froze in place with his bloody mouth open.

The witcher immediately turned around like a civet cat, went around its armpits, and came behind it again, with a cold look in his eyes, with all his strength, he pressed the hilt on its butt and sent it forward again!

In an instant, a shrill and soul-shattering scream resounded in the sewer!

Too late to be happy.

"boom!"

The furious bat-winged demon exploded with unprecedented speed, turning around and hitting the witcher's chest!

The yellow light of Kun's magic shield was broken, and the huge force took Roy back several meters, hung it on the wall, and slid softly to the ground.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face twisted with pain, and his bones seemed to fall apart, unable to exert any strength.

Under the blow of the bat wing demon, a third of his life was completely destroyed.

"Uh..." He moved his fingers reluctantly, grabbing out the crossbow and was about to flash... The bat wing demon had already rushed in front of him with the hilt on his buttocks.

"Duan!"

A deafening crash erupted from the sewers—the strong granite-like body of the bat-winged demon directly slammed into a large hole in the wall, and the crushed wall became filled with soot—

Half of the young witcher was embedded in the rock wall, holding a "steel sword and shield" weakly.

Only one fifth of life left!

And the shock is used on the last bat-winged demon, and there are five seconds left to cool down!

Roy's face was distorted, and Anjin's pupils were not afraid. He struggled to move his numb right hand and pulled the trigger——

almost...

The bat-winged demon took a deep breath, and his malicious eyes condensed, and he was about to launch a fatal crash!

At this moment, the air seemed to stand still.

"Wang!"

In this desperate situation, a fist-sized, gray little beast suddenly emerged from the hood behind the witcher's head, its hairs stood upside down, and its eyes shot fiercely. Facing the hideous monster that was a hundred times bigger than itself, it let out a low roar, lap!

Minions bite!

"Pfft...puff..."

"Wang!"

"Woooo..."

However, the huge size gap made her attack a joke. The furious bat-wing demon grabbed the petite body, squeezed it hard, and threw it fiercely!

Golphin slammed into the wall hard, and was silent.

The bat-winged demon came back to his senses, but the witcher in front of him disappeared.

Where have you been?

Roy took advantage of Golfing's delay, and finally pulled the trigger and fired a crossbow arrow, escaping from the corner of death with a flash, and appeared ten meters behind the bat-winged demon.

The stored "activation" is immediately used up!

A hint of coolness appeared, the pain on his body was cut in half, and the shriveled magic power recovered.

He regained his mobility, knelt down on one knee, and glanced at the dying little beast at his feet with dark gold eyes.

Cold as ice.

"Crack-"

The last Dragon Dream is thrown.

The crisp sound of glass breaking sounded behind the ghost, followed by the sound of flames detonating, and the roar of the earth shaking!

In the corner of the sewer, the sky-high fire completely engulfed the bat-winged demon.

"Whizzing!"

The bowstring vibrated, the crossbow arrow broke through the air, and a wailing flame figure rushed out of the corner.

Figures collide.

"Shh-"

The slanted blade poked straight into the chin of the Burning Man and penetrated into the brain. - Stunned!

In an instant, the flaming body of the bat-winged demon was bound by invisible tentacles, staggered under his feet, and the running body lost its balance and fell head-on.

And Roy took a deep breath, held down the blade behind his butt, and sent Arondette forward again, completely and without a handle!

This time, the "Burning Man" was sticking to the ground, and the whole body, including the ends of all ten fingers, began to twitch. In just five seconds, it was unable to get up again.

"Kill the bat-wing demon, experience +200 (2400/3500)!"

"Golphine?!"

Roy swayed, almost fell to the ground, shook his head violently, turned around and picked up the dying beast, poured a few mouthfuls of marigold potion, and at the same time his mind sank into the template, activating the ability to heal.

With only 20 points of mana remaining in the body, it is deducted.

Its breath intensifies at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the pink claws moved...

"Wow!" The little guy opened his dark eyes, his fluffy little face had a lively vitality, and his wet tongue licked the witcher's palm.

"Huh... Dude, you scared me to death! Don't take such risks in the future!" Roy held it up, put his face to his face, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"You know, you saved your life!"

There is also some admiration in my heart, Griffin is worthy of being the most proud and brave animal, so young, dare to face the bat-winged demon.

"What reward do you want?!"

"Wang...wang!"

"Okay, I won't train for the next two days, let you rest! Of course, your favorite rabbit meat is enough! Let's go, it's time to see a few knights."

"Wang, wang, wang!"