The Divine Hunter

East of Beauclair, the capital of Toussaint, is a pleasant place.

When the elves were still ruling the world, they were called Dor Navid, and now the Sansretto River flooded everything, except for the "Valley of the Nine".

In the center of the vibrant Nine Valleys stands a lake that can be seen by people.

Autumn is high and crisp, the clear and translucent lake water ripples with the breeze, and six figures are reflected in the soft water waves.

The five of them all carried two swords on their backs, their tight leather armor showed a lean body, and their pupils were as terrifying as beasts.

A graceful woman, a black lace dress set off a perfect figure with bumps.

Purple nails play with fiery red hair at the temples.

The blue eyes are like a clear spring, staring at the lake without blinking.

He pursed his red lips lightly, a look of anticipation on his face.

"Ms. Rita, how has the prodrug improved during this time?" Kaiyan raised his face, making the dense scars better bathed in the sun. After a year of recuperation, the marks on his face have faded a lot. , looks like a healer of burns, not a ghoul in human skin.

"Don't worry, everything is planned. With the help of Master Kalkstein, the research efficiency has at least doubled..." The sorceress turned around and smiled at him in admiration, "In another two months, at the beginning of next year, those four The little guy is guaranteed to take the pro-drug on time!"

"Dude, can't wait to accept apprentices?" Escal patted Kayane on the shoulder, "I've already taken a fancy to that kid Chanem, he should inherit my mantle, don't rob me when that time comes. "

"I appreciate Arkham Torm more," Kaiyan's scarlet eyes flashed with satisfaction, "Simple mind, learn things quickly."

"Those two don't hit Monty's idea," the bald man's thick palm stroked his bald head back, "I'm more optimistic about him."

"I remember Aiden and Lambert also liked that little guy," Oakes suggested heartily. "In fact, you've taught an excellent apprentice, and you should give the opportunity to someone else."

"No, no, when the house is built, we will recruit thirty students, and no one will be short of apprentices!"

The Griffin Witcher listened quietly, a look of envy flashing across his face from time to time.

...

People chatting on land.

In the clear lake water, Roy used the magic of the sword of the lake girl to cover his body with a layer of colorful bubbles, breathing freely in the water, swimming gracefully like a dolphin, swimming among the ruins at the bottom of the lake.

From time to time, the witcher pulled out his crossbow and pulled the trigger, and the arrows cut out a column-shaped bubble.

Then a water ghost who was overly capable sank to the bottom of the lake, and there was a large hole dripping with flesh and blood between his forehead, which turned into a pile of "materials".

After harvesting seven water ghosts in a row.

Roy found an indigo-colored pointed arch portal in the corner of the center of the ruins of the palace under the lake... It was in a state of excitation, stirring a torrent of magic power.

He rushed in.

At the same time, Rita Ned on the shore nodded and opened a portal.

...

Turn around.

After a period of weightless dizziness.

Five witchers and sorceresses poured into a dark, cramped chamber, with a burning brazier in front of it reflecting a pointed arched entrance, and behind them a portal to the bottom of the lake.

"vomit…"

Leto took a deep breath, his cheek muscles twitched, Iskar, Kayan, Cohen, and Oaks also looked ugly and breathed quickly. Only Roy and the sorceress beside him were silent, whispering against their ears.

"Go to his mother's portal, come twice in a row, even the iron can't stand it!" Oaks retched, "We should swim in directly!"

"Several of you should look in the mirror and see your expressions... It's almost as sensitive as a virgin. Isn't it just a portal?" Coral snapped her fingers with a smile on her face, the amulet on her chest reflected a magical light, an egg A shell-shaped light source appeared around her, and the bright light illuminated the surroundings. The light source moved synchronously with her body.

"Could it be that some kind of inferior gene was produced after the mutation."

"Why doesn't he respond?" She turned around and smiled sweetly at Roy, and walked into the front door side by side.

"The Griffin faction has done relevant research..." Keen followed closely, took a step, straightened the sword belt on his chest with one hand, and explained earnestly,

"Because we have been mutated, our senses are many times stronger than ordinary humans, and the discomfort caused by portals is many times stronger than ordinary humans... This is a very disgusting experience for any witcher. Well, Except Roy."

"Your explanation is not unreasonable..." Oakes patted him on the shoulder, "but I hate portals, just because of some bad memories... a psychological shadow that can't be dispelled."

"Have you ever seen that kind of picture? A friend suddenly loses an arm and a thigh after entering and exiting the portal? Although there is only a 1% chance of being unlucky, it can't hold up a lot."

Several big men nodded with deep understanding, went down the spiral escalator behind the door, and looked around cautiously.

They were in the roundabout corridor of an old palace.

The columns on both sides of the passage are dotted with green leaves and arabesque patterns, the mottled walls are engraved with ancient characters, and even the patterns on the brazier show a typical elf style.

There is no doubt that this huge palace and most of the magnificent buildings in the north have the same origin - the pearl of elven civilization.

It is a pity that hundreds of years ago, with the expansion of Shansletto Swamp, it was submerged by the lake and sank to the dark ground and reduced to ruins.

The ground is covered with dust, pits, signs of collapse, some old footprints.

At the end of the spiral escalator, before leading to a small circular square, Roy suddenly stopped.

The heterochromatic pupils turned to both sides of the square, and there were two lifelike feline stone carvings.

Occupied Guardian

Identity: Puppet (An alien evil spirit has taken over this statue, making it a ruthless killing machine.)

Life: 200

Attributes:

Strength: 20

Agility: 20

Constitution: 20

Perception: 10

Will: 10

Charisma: 6

Spirit: 10

Skill:

Mystical Enhancement (Passive): The body is transformed by unknown energy, the vitality and magic power are strengthened, the physique +5, the spirit +5, and all pain sensations are lost.

No need to eat, spontaneously absorb elemental energy from the air to supplement the loss.

Gain powerful self-healing abilities.

...

"There's something wrong with those two leopard statues..."

"Why do I feel familiar..." The bald-headed man rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Where have you seen it?"

"The laboratory under the temple island..." Kayan's scarlet pupils flashed a throbbing, "That god-killing Heronimus once summoned the evil spirit in the statue and occupied my body for twenty years."

"Man, isn't that a good time to take revenge?" Oaks said while rubbing his fists and rubbing his palms, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his five fingers were outlined, and the golden and dark magic shield enveloped him, "Our six brothers plus Ms. Rita , let's smash them into tens of thousands of pieces together, and let out a breath for you!"

Everyone nodded silently, sketched the seal, and wiped the blade.

A kaleidoscope of Arden's halo appeared under Roy, and a magic shield intertwined with black and gold appeared on his body.

The tricolor light made him look like a flickering magic lamp.

The sorceress waved her hands, and the amulet between her neck shone with blue light, and a magical shield enveloped her body.

The next second, the wolf-like demon hunters rushed in at the same time.

Roy, Leto, and Rita Nieder tacitly attacked to the left, while the rest dealt with the right.

Some kind of mechanism on the square was triggered.

The stone sculpture, which was originally rigid and dead, suddenly appeared with a strange red light, and suddenly turned into a four-legged animal with a streamlined body and vigorous movements. It jumped off the stone platform and jumped directly into the Aden halo, and the magic trap was put on it. Heavy shackles, its body is visibly sinking.

The bald-headed man clenched the hilt of the sword, blocked the sharp claws that were swung, and rushed forward with a fierce expression, turning his body like a razor, and splitting five swords in an instant.

The dazzling sword light pierced the flesh, and the guardian retreated again and again with a wailing.

"Bang——" The sorceress tightened her pretty face, her palm lit up with flames, and threw a fireball at the "Guardian".

The fire blew a large hole in the fur on the back.

Another beam of purple electricity drilled straight out of Roy's palm, ploughing the ground out of the ravine.

"Lo!"

The roar is breathtaking, and in the blink of an eye, a second lightning bolt takes shape, aiming at the guardian and falling head-on!

After the two electric shocks, a strong burning smell filled the air, and it was paralyzed in place.

"Whoosh-"

A stun arrow swept through the air, and it flew into the air, hanging above the energy barrier.

The bald-headed man smiled sensually, took the opportunity to spin the blade, and launched the second round of combos at the guardian who was cornered.

Jumping lightning, scorching fireballs, crossbow bolts, and sword light completely drowned it.

ten seconds.

Roy pierced his brain with an arrow, and there was only a dreamy pool of red dust left in front of him.

Kill the guardian stone sculpture, experience +300, witcher lv9 (5200/6500)

The battle on the right ended at the same time.

The "Guardian", surrounded by four witchers, ended tragically.

He was hit head-on after landing!

Cohen waved his arms like blooming petals, the spell in front of him flashed dazzling light, and the continuous double seals-Axie, Arden, Alder, forcibly fixed it in place, or directly knocked it down!

The other three figures circled around it, shedding sword light in the sky, weaving a large airtight net, cutting back and forth.

The guardian fell into a strange rigidity, unable to hand out fangs and claws from beginning to end.

"Whoosh-"

After a burst of unwilling wailing, it shattered into slag.

"Huh..." Oakes shook his head slightly annoyed, his face still full of meaning.

"Dude, do you have a one-on-one try with him?" Escal rubbed the blade carefully,

"I'm not a fool."

Roy harvested the spoils proficiently, and surprisingly took out a monster essence from the powder, a powerful monster organization.

"It seems that after the evil spirit possessed the body, it has completely changed its physical nature, and it is no longer just a simple stone sculpture."

"But coral, warlocks like to study such forbidden spells in private, and summon evil spirits?"

"There is such a part..." Rita smiled and kissed him casually on the side of the face, rewarding him for his performance just now, "The more powerful the magician, the more difficult it is to control his curiosity and desire. This is a rule of thumb. No way back."

Roy couldn't help thinking of the mage hidden behind everything.

Then the crowd dropped two bodies and continued to move forward.