The Divine Hunter

In the mysterious laboratory, candles emit dim yellow light in countless remote corners, and there is a faint sound of wind coming from a distance.

"Ouch..." Oakes vomited, clutching his stomach, until there was only water in the vomit.

"Brothers, next time I come to the portal, let me rest for at least a day, okay?" He wiped the corners of his mouth and said with lingering fears, "Otherwise I will be the first idiot who faints and dies of the portal!"

"It's so serious, Oaks, don't underestimate your potential!" Roy glanced at the same ugly witchers, "Cheer up, everyone, now look for literature, materials, crystals... But don't leave this room laboratory."

"I have a hunch that there is danger elsewhere!"

The seven people searched in four directions, and within five minutes, the sorceress found a triangular telescopic mirror engraved with spell runes.

After a little fiddling, there is a conclusion.

"The owner of the laboratory uses this equipment to record the experiment log, five crystals, corresponding to five records."

Rita Ned snapped her fingers, her red hair fluttered over her shoulders, and the magic power poured into the first crystal along the talisman between her necks.

The light reflected by the mirrors above the three pairs of telescopic mirrors meet in the central triangular space, projecting a light blue light curtain that is the same height as the human body. A man with retro round-frame glasses and a warlock robe is in it. Pacing and muttering to himself:

"Joel 18th, 1102, today I embark on the greatest project of my life, far greater than the research I have so far, because this research is personally relevant to my son."

His tone was slow, but with a hint of uncontrollable excitement and nervousness, his eyes gleaming under the thick lenses.

"15 years ago, I was attacked by monsters in the forest. A witcher happened to pass by and saved my life. I didn't know the price he saved me at the time. It would be my son's future destiny. If time were reversed, I would I'd rather lose my life than give my only son to that witcher named Alan... From that day on, I swear to restore my son!"

"After years of research and preparation, I finally made a device today that allows me to study mutations. If the benevolent god can help me, I can find a way to reverse the mutation and let Geron find his normality. Life."

"This..." The light curtain flickered, and the image was completely annihilated.

There was a brief silence in the laboratory.

"Yor month, Nilfgaard's name for March..." Lesotho said with a big bald head, "So in 1087, this mage named Thomas fell into the 'law of accident', and his son was arrested a few years later. The witcher took it away. On March 18, 1102, he began to study reversal mutations. It has been more than one hundred and sixty years ago. I don't know if he succeeded in the beginning."

"It's Mage Nilfgaard," Rita Nieder explained further, pulling her hair close to her ears, "I remember the names of all Ben Ader and Arethusa graduates in the last two hundred years, not including this one. Thomas Morlu, so he must have come from the mage academy in Nilfgaard."

"Wherever he's from, he's a good father," commented Escal with his arms crossed. "I believe most parents whose children we took away with the law of accident hope to one day bring their children back to normal. But they don't. This knowledge and action.”

"He doesn't have to be just for his son..." Kayane was keenly aware of the inappropriateness in the mage's tone, "I feel that this guy is more like an experimental project, a challenge that interests him."

Roy nodded secretly. This Thomas' reversal experiment on his son was so cruel that it didn't look like a normal father could do it. Although he made up the reasons sounding high.

"I heard it right, he mentioned the Great Grandmaster Elan of the Griffin Sect?" Cohen swallowed his saliva with a look of reverence.

"If it's a replacement," Oaks teased, "the great master of your family came to Toussaint from Kaer Siren not far away, and 'successfully' saved the mage's life and wanted to leave his son."

"Grandmaster Elan is powerful and has a reputation too loud, so Thomas would not dare to blatantly violate the 'Law of Accident' and hand over the child honestly. Otherwise, there are many ways for a mage to escape his promise." Roy pondered, "Ke Brother En, have you ever heard of his son, Geron Molluy?"

Cohen shook his head, his face blank,

"His active age should be earlier than the avalanche that destroyed Kyle Siren..." He paused, "I clean Kyle Siren's cemetery every year, and I'm sure Geron is not in the sixty-odd ones. in the grave."

"Don't you know he's still alive?"

No one can answer.

...

The sorceress lit the second and third crystals in succession.

The blue light curtain lit up again. On the screen, Thomas Morelu had a cold expression and a formulaic voice, like a research madman.

"The twenty-second observation, despite the use of a large overdose of toxic substances, the research subject still showed no signs of poisoning. I believe this is one of the consequences of the mutation, which allows Geron to endure the toxicity."

"The thirtieth observation, the mutation did not occur immediately, but appeared after a period of time. In order to complete the mutation, the appropriate mutant must be continuously applied. The situation of the target does not look so good... But I found a way to make the mutation It's not so painful and tiring, I use the mutant as the base, add the egg protein of the mutant giant centipede White Widow, put it in a glass container, and then apply it to the mutant together."

"Coral, is this a normal process for grass trials?" Roy asked, "Add giant centipede egg protein?"

"The egg protein of the White Widow is the basis for the witcher's mutant..." The sorceress frowned, subconsciously resting her head on the shoulder of the person next to her, her blue eyes flashing with thought, "But what Thomas used came from There's definitely a difference to the mutated White Widow..."

"This guy is so messed up, there is a high probability that people will die." She concluded, "There may also be some breakthroughs."

"In short, Thomas's research has been able to go this far, and he certainly did not hesitate to invest in the research of 'materials'. There are at least dozens of experimental subjects who died under his hands, but I don't know where he got most of the bodies."

"There's a ready-made one there." Cohen turned blue and turned to the east experimental area--

On an iron scaffold like a stake, a mummified corpse was tied... Withered cheeks, nose holes, and dark eye sockets, condensed the panic and despair before death.

"I checked the deceased roughly just now. He was an ordinary person before his death, but he survived half the witcher mutation process." Kayan's tone became terrifying, "It seems that Thomas failed to master the grass test of any school. Recipe for refining... The mother's tears, black wort, and thatch juice in the orthodox recipe are all useless."

"He directly used mutants and mutated egg proteins to force mutations. For ordinary people, it was almost certain to die."

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Tortured and sacrificed a large number of innocents in order to restore his son to normal.

What is this, the mercy of the devil?

...

The sorceress lit the fourth crystal.

"The fifty-eighth observation, I found a conversion method - after a certain mutant is matched with a specific raw material, it can be converted into another mutant inducer. This is a major scientific discovery!"

Rita Ned covered her red lips in surprise. As a deep cultivator in the field of mutation, she knew the difficulty of the other party's research.

"Although this Thomas is ruthless, he is definitely a genius! He is as accomplished in the field of mutation as Master Kalkestein is in the field of explosion."

"We must find a way to convert!" Lesso's pupils flashed a gleam of light, and his dull voice was filled with excitement. "In this way, many idle mutants are used."

"We can kill the most common water ghosts and evil ghosts, and then obtain all kinds of red, green and blue mutants through conversion methods - large-scale production of prodrugs and herbal decoctions will not be a problem!" Escal added. .

"This discovery alone is a worthwhile trip!" Oakes gave Roy a look of admiration. "Is this your secret to strengthening the witcher?"

"Keep watching."

The last crystal is activated.

In the light curtain, Thomas squatted on the ground, his eyes under the thick lenses completely lost the calmness and rationality of the researcher.

"Years of experimentation, research, hard work, all in vain! I couldn't achieve the goal I set. The reversal phenomenon I induced in the subject did not work for Geron, I originally wanted to heal his witcher nature, Letting him go back to his normal life only made him mutated even more, further increasing his speed and strength, and getting further and further away from normal humans."

He finally shook his head in relief,

"Looks like my son is going to be a witcher for the rest of his life. It's time for me to go back to Lydia, who might be willing to take me back."

"I failed, I left the formula and mutagen here and let them fade away, just like my dream of getting my son back."

...

"Here..." The image was annihilated, the witcher and the sorceress looked at each other, and their mood was complicated for a while.

Thomas Morey, pitiful and hateful.

"So Roy, is this what you call a strengthening method?" Escal turned around, he saw an iron figurine in the experimental area, his eyes lit up, "Using a special method, let the witcher who has passed the grass trial get A secondary mutation that greatly enhances our strength, speed and reflexes."

"The original Griffin sect's Jielon is proficient in the seal, far surpassing other schools. After the second mutation..." The bald man pondered, "It's a perfect warrior."

"Then what are you waiting for, guys? Thomas' failure may be our success!" Oaks was eager to try, "Find out all the materials and experimental materials!"

...

A group of people dispersed in an instant, and once again a carpet search swept the entire hall.

Soon, the bald man found more than 20 well-preserved mutants, including three types of red, green, and blue. The common mutants were the main ones, and the large mutants accounted for a quarter.

Roy found the precious information on the mutual conversion of the three mutants.

Rita Ned found a lot of precious materials related to mutations and genes on a row of bookshelves, including experimental records of secondary mutations... There is no doubt that it will help the improvement of the grass trial.

With a wave of her hand, she took it all into the space ring.

Because this trip is too rich, the sorceress smiles with a slight cramp on her cheeks.

In addition to the surprise, everyone also had some chilling discoveries.

Thomas built a prison at the end of the laboratory, and how many innocent people were once locked in it, suffering day and night, including his son Geron Molluy.

There is also a wooden display stand near the prison, which is full of glass jars filled with formalin, with human organs floating in it, another proof of Thomas' atrocities.

However, everyone searched the laboratory and found no corpse except the mummified corpse, especially the corpse of the witcher.

"You said, after Thomas failed, he was disheartened, would he let Geron Moru go? After all, he is his son, so he can't be a killer, right?" Cohen thought that there might be lions in this world. The presence of the Eagle Sect companions made me excited.

"Although it's very strange, there is no trace of Geron in this laboratory at present. The answer will be revealed when we go to another place." Roy paused and glanced at a dark hole in the prison wall. "Now, we have to get some mutated white widow eggs to try the so-called secondary mutation!"

Oakes drew his silver sword with a swipe.

"The second mutation requires fresh egg protein, which means that there must be white widow centipedes nearby! Let's catch them all!"

"No, no, this kind of behavior is tantamount to killing chickens and taking eggs, not even one." Roy shook his head, his eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and said solemnly, "We have more than a dozen brothers, and the number of mutant white widows is extremely rare. , their eggs are necessary for the second mutation."

"The amount needed is still quite large." Coral opened the book "Research on Second Mutation" in front of everyone, with a sullen face, now learning and selling, "At least two eggs are required for each mutation. According to the laws of nature, mutation The reproductive rate of organisms is generally much lower than that of normal organisms."

"The situation is not optimistic."

"So we can't kill one of them..." Leto nodded, "Stolen the eggs?"

"I have further suggestions," Kaiyan and Escal exchanged glances and said loudly, "Don't you think this place is an excellent secret base? Carry out secondary mutations, raise mutant white widows, ready-made , complete experimental equipment, no less than the laboratory under the temple island."

"And there are many agencies and strong security."

"Ms. Rita only needs to abolish the excited state portal at the bottom of the lake and rebuild a portal to Nuocheng."

"This will become the new secret base of the Witcher Brotherhood!"

"As long as the mutant egg protein is sufficient, everyone can continue to undergo secondary mutations and become stronger!"