The Divine Hunter

The night was gradually exhausted, and a faint purple appeared in the horizon.

The soldiers guarding the city changed one after another.

The Nilfgaardians were still on the offensive.

Two hundred meters away from the city of Sintra, among the bright bonfires of the Nilfgaardian army.

Beside a ferocious catapult that looked like a huge chariot, the surveyor put down his telescope and raised his hand—

"Two and one-half degrees!"

"Kazkaz..."

Another black armored army crouched behind the trebuchet, turned the winch, and placed projectiles.

"Whoosh-"

A round gravel shreds the air, and draws a beautiful parabola in the night, in the middle of the distant city!

"boom!"

Huge waves erupted on the city wall.

The gravel and gypsum powder splashed everywhere, and the "ammunition" thrown by the three islanders who stood side by side in the future smashed directly into the city, and crashed into the city.

There was a terrifying pit in their chests, blood and pieces of internal organs stained their beards red from their mouths, and they gasped when their necks tilted.

"Be careful! Bunker! Find cover!"

A guard shouted!

However, it was still a step too late.

The first stone bullet was just a tentative attack.

In the campfire formation two hundred meters away, more than nine ballistas and catapults were fired at the same time.

There was a continuous and terrifying sound of breaking the sky in the night sky, and a string of orange-hot crossbow arrows and stones streaked across the night sky like meteorites!

"boom!"

Like detonating dynamite!

The magnificent city walls trembled violently, and mourning sounded everywhere.

Dozens of defenders were smashed to pieces,

Splashes of blood and minced meat painted the floor and side walls a thick, fishy red.

A huge crossbow arrow burning with flame whistled past Roy's body and shattered Quinn's shield at once.

He seemed to be hit by a furious pterodactyl, flew to the side with a groan, and hung it on the wall. It slid to the ground with a hiss and throbbing pain, a hot piece on his arm, and it was as if his shoulder was dislocated.

This is lucky - after fighting with him all night, the bearded islander who asked him to drink just disappeared.

Roy turned his eyes to the city wall behind him.

A mass of minced meat was smashed from the neck down, and only the minced meat of the face was lying there quietly.

The glaring brown eyes and distorted facial expressions describe the great unwillingness and pain before death!

Not far away, there are more than a dozen guards who fell to the same miserable end!

The flames attached to the siege bolts ignited several trucks containing war supplies standing side by side under the city.

The roaring fire caused a brief panic.

Citizens watching the battle in the alley in the distance ran around and exclaimed.

And the defensive power on the entire city wall was instantly empty, revealing a huge flaw!

"The great sun wheel is above!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

The horn of the attack sounded, and the black winged helmets emerged from under the ladder.

"Long live you bastard!"

A sturdy islander shouted angrily, an axe smashed into the face of the black armored army who had just climbed the city, splashing blood stained his beard, and his face was shaking like a demon.

However, before he could draw the axe blade, another black armored army attacked from the side, with a stab, a sharp steel sword plunged into his left waist, and came out from the other side, steaming blood along the sword The tip drips.

The islander swayed like a mountain, suddenly roared, hugged the attacker with all his strength, and fell from the side of the cloud ladder at the same time!

puff.

In the crisp sound of bone cracks, the two of them swallowed.

"Da Da!" A pair of long army boots stepped on the corpse and quickly climbed to the city wall.

In the defensive gap created by the siege crossbow.

The number of black armored troops on the city wall was almost equal to the number of defenders, and the two sides fought one-on-one to the death!

The firelight revealed a face that was gritted and maddened.

"Whoosh-"

The bowstring vibrates!

A Nilfgaardian fell from the wall with a blood hole in his chest.

Roy made a crisp sound on his left shoulder, turned his wrist, waved Guvihir, and jumped forward suddenly.

A black armored soldier who had just cut open the guard's neck with the tip of his sword had no time to react, his entire lower back was pierced by a sharp blade, and his limbs were instantly stretched backwards.

The splattered blood stained the witcher's frosty face.

Like piercing a fish with a barbecue fork, he took the "fish" and continued to run into a black armored soldier, stuck him on it as well, and then pushed the two of them to slam into the ladder. !

Several people wailed and fell.

A surging sound of electric current suddenly came from behind the witcher.

An enemy who was trying to shoot him in the back fell convulsively, electricity crackling through his armor.

Below the city wall, next to the enchanted city gate, Triss's mouth curved slightly and showed a stunning smile at Roy, and the dazzling electric light jumped in her palm.

The witcher nodded at her and turned his gaze to the black armor raging on the ramparts.

"Shhh-"

The star-shaped runes on the steel sword gleamed in fire and blood, slicing through the air and hissing like snakes.

Roy turned into a gust of wind, sprinting back and forth, specifically looking for the black armored army fighting with his companions.

The long sword he wields is cruel and concise, aimed at the key point, and its strength is amazing. Ordinary soldiers can't parry and dodge at all. Every time he slashes and stabs, he will definitely take a life.

The long and narrow battlements of hundreds of meters suddenly turned into a flesh-and-blood purgatory.

There are strange and fierce blood-colored tentacles jumping in the firelight, hiding!

five minutes later.

Dozens of corpses in black armor were pushed off the city walls, and Sintra regained control!

Roy, who was covered in blood, changed his face——

The trebuchets and siege crossbows in the distance began to operate again.

...

"It's endless! Think of a way, guys," Kratz, who was beside Ist on the watchtower not far away, growled irritably, "You can't let the Nilfgaardians hide in the army and let that one go comfortably. thing."

"Otherwise, the last time will come every once in a while, who can stand it?"

"Brothers are too embarrassed to die like this!"

"It's a bit difficult. If you don't defend the city wall, they will have no time to catch their breath when they attack." East shook his head, "The thousands of guards in Nilfgaard are not vegetarians, even if they set up a stormtrooper, it would be impossible. Go two or three hundred meters into their lines and destroy the ballistas and catapults."

"Master Mossack and Ms. Triss can't do anything?"

...

"Bang!" A sling flew past the witcher, and the two guards were smashed to pieces without any resistance.

A flash of determination flashed across Roy's face.

"Since you've killed so many Nilfgaardians, why don't you show them a little more!"

Turning his gaze to the trebuchet at the end of his line of sight, he secretly calculated the consumption of magic power.

The distance to the nearest siege equipment is about two hundred meters.

Two flashes, 40 mana is enough to reach the target.

And the distance between each siege crossbow is less than 100 meters, and nine flashes are enough to point them one by one!

Plus the return takes twice.

Thirteen flashes, 260 points of magic power, the upper limit of self-saving is enough, there is still 60 points of magic power and one "activation" error tolerance!

You can try it!

He held his breath and maintained a standard crossbow shooting posture, his face calmly aimed at the trebuchet on the far right of the Nilfgaardian army more than 200 meters away!

"Whoosh-"

The air was rippling, and Roy's figure disappeared from the edge of the city, and instantly appeared in mid-air 140 meters away.

A few meters below their feet are the dark helmets of Nilfgaardian infantry and cavalry, war horses, and the flying silver sunwheel flag.

However, at night and during the day, the sky was a little dark, and no one noticed this fleeting ghost.

"Whoosh-"

The witcher who was still in the air immediately took the second shot!

The bowstring vibrates!

The body spanned hundreds of meters with the piercing crossbow bolts, and the huge Nilfgaardian army quietly fell on the huge catapult frame in the campfire array!

At the moment of landing, Roy bowed his waist and bent his knees like a cat, hiding his figure and looking around. Engineers are loading "ammunition" on the grenade belt behind the pedestal, and the surveyor raises his telescope and aims at the towering Sintra city walls in the distance, while counting loudly.

For the first time, no one noticed his existence.

"Shh-"

Guvihir slashed out a blood-colored sword energy, and threw the stone arm in the middle.

"Crack..." The lever that was more than two meters long broke from the center, and the engineer's subordinate fell lightly and fell backwards.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the surveyor kneeling in front of him, and blood spurting out of a gap in his cervical spine stained his clothes red.

And he didn't have time to call for help.

White light bloomed before his eyes, and Guvihir quickly and quietly chopped off his head.

"Now, even if Nilfgaard can repair the equipment, no one will use it. It should be foolproof." Roy raised his hand and pulled the trigger toward the siege crossbow on the left!

...

"Whoosh-"

The Demon Hunter flashed and appeared by the siege crossbow a hundred meters away. The shape of this thing was like a crossbow magnified hundreds of times, with a wooden stand like the foot of the bed underneath.

The four soldiers were working together to place huge arrows on the crossbow arms. The two of them turned the winch to pull the strings. The two of them squatted and stood up to place the arrows. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew their faces. Weird - wearing the armor of the three lions emblem on a blue background of Sintra, and covering his face with a black cloth towel, only revealing a pair of dark gold and silver-gray eyes.

Don't wait for them to react.

Roy thought aloud.

"Shocked!"

The space was twisted with blood-colored ripples, and a huge blood-colored octopus drilled out of the void. The blood fell to the ground, and the tentacles full of suckers fluttered and wrapped the four of them into cocoons.

An inexplicable panic and tentacles enveloped their bodies together, making them stiff and even breathing stagnant.

"Hiss—" Guversil's sharp sword tip was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and it tapped four times in a second.

There was an extra blood hole between the necks of all four soldiers, and they died almost at the same time.

"Coming! Enemy attack!"

Terrified shouts broke the peace and order in the Nilfgaardian army.

A black armored army by the siege crossbow accidentally discovered the situation, and his face changed greatly!

"Whoosh-" Roy pulled the trigger with his left hand, an arrow blasted his head, and he swung the sword with his right hand to cut off the crossbow string!

Another dragon dream was thrown from his arms.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

In the Nilfgaardian camp, flames shot into the sky, and the sound of explosions attracted a large number of soldiers. However, when they arrived at the scene, they fled, only to see flaming ballistas and a few corpses whose blood was still warm.

Roy has reached the third siege crossbow 100 meters away.

Only five minutes left.

Before the Nilfgaardians made targeted arrangements.

He had already destroyed ten siege machines one by one according to the original plan, and killed the engineering soldiers he saw. During the whole process, the flickering ability made him elusive and unscathed.

No one can escape under the crossbow and the long sword.

And the star-shaped runes of the two long swords are already full.

In addition to the loss of mana value, the state is well preserved.

And the experience value quietly came to lv10 (10000/8500). It is unimaginable that after only two days in the war, he gained the experience of the previous months.

He was not in a hurry to return to Sintra City. He stood behind the wreckage of the last siege crossbow and looked over two hundred meters away, surrounded by silver sun wheel flags, protected by a group of black armored guards, neat and solemn. military account!

If nothing else, the marshal of the Nilfgaardian army sits in it.

People are always like this, their appetites are getting bigger and bigger, and they are getting more and more greedy.

Desires never end.

"I've killed so many Nilfgaardians and destroyed their siege crossbows. What kind of neutral witcher am I? Why am I kidding myself? Why don't I do something big!"

"Well, for the child in Calanthe's belly, it's a gift to the unexpected son!"

As soon as he thought of this, Roy's figure scattered into the air, and with the crossbow arrows across the night sky, he flickered towards the military tent!

...

"Everyone, do you feel something is wrong?" In a watchtower beside Sintra's city wall, there was a hint of surprise on East's tired cheeks, "Why did the Nilfgaardians not have it after so long this time? Use a siege crossbow?"

"What happened in the Nilfgaardian army..." Kratz put down his binoculars, "several siege crossbows are on fire..."

The representatives of the seven major families of Skellige, the King of East, and Visekid all had bright faces when they heard the words, "Blessed by Goddess Freya, this is the will of God! The brothers of the commando can be withdrawn!"

"No, guys, recognize the reality, if God wants to help us," East said solemnly, "Manada Valley will not suffer such a defeat!"

"Someone must be working in secret, a certain warrior... Mossak, other druids?"

"Mossac is still protecting Ciri in the palace, and the five druids have long returned to Skellige," Kratz said, "and the druids can't silently destroy a siege defended by a group of soldiers. instrument."

A figure suddenly flashed across East's mind, the "neutral" witcher who pointed out their future, saved the lives of his family, and cruelly wanted to leave his unborn child.

He walked to the window sill of the watchtower and looked towards the gate of Sintra.

Only the red-haired, sweaty sorceress could be seen, but the witcher was nowhere to be seen.

Is it really that guy?

How did he do it?

...

The largest and most luxurious military tent in the center of the Nilfgaardian military camp.

"Shuh-" A vague black shadow swept across the top of the brightly lit tent.

Several people in the military tent seemed to be unaware.

In front of a table with a lifelike sand table and a topographic map of the interior of Sintra, the Field Marshal of Army Group Center, Menno Kuhorn was biting his nails and hesitated. He noticed that someone was looking at him, and quickly pulled his fingers come out,

"So many people have been sacrificed in order to take down this tough bone." He looked calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "Cintra must pay a price, the day the city is broken, we will slaughter for three days, chickens Do not stay, in order to comfort the souls of the brothers."

"Go and invite a few mages over, we have to find a way to break that turtle shell!"

"Master Mage is working on something important and can't get out of the way." Sivers said mysteriously, looking at the cloaked man beside him, who instantly understood and pinched the obsidian amulet between his neck.

"Don't give me quizzes!" Menno said rudely.

"It's normal that you don't see this..." Sievers said with a solemn expression, "Since that guy can kill five of our spellcasters in Manada without a trace, just now And silently destroy our siege crossbow, then he's very likely to—"

"Whoosh-"

A sharp piercing sound rang out.

A golden light suddenly appeared on Marshal Mennonite's body, and an arrow was deflected.

The golden light shattered at the same time, and Menno sat back with a groan.

The faces of the people in the tent changed greatly!

A figure broke open the top of the tent without warning, like a god of death falling from the sky!

He holds a long sword in his left hand and a crossbow in his right hand.

Dressed as a Sintra infantryman.

The facial features of his cheeks kept changing, and he seemed to be wearing a magic mask.

Those sharp eyes stared at the bearded Marshal Mennon below, full of killing intent!

Almost in an instant, the cloaked man pounced on Marshal Mennonite and threw him under the table!

Roy can't handle that much!

Stunned!

Countless blood-colored tentacles were grabbed from the void and tied tightly to the four nearby people.

Standing proudly, he grabbed Guvihir, shaking his wrist.

"boom!"

Roy suddenly received a magic shock in his chest! The body was thrown backwards, and caught off guard, the blood-colored sword qi lost its accuracy and failed to hit the target, but split the tent cloth and flew into the bright sky.

next second!

Five figures in black cloaks emerged from invisibility, and the surging magic power caused the pendant between the witcher's neck to vibrate violently, like a sparrow struggling in a spider web.

Gorgeous magical aura flashed quickly in the tent,

The five mages threw five spells at the witcher at the same time, but they were no longer conventional moves such as fireball and lightning-one of the mages, who was slender and lean, maintained an odd posture with his hands clasped like chicken claws. air.

The fallen witcher sank, pulled the trigger, and shot an arrow at the mage, which was bounced off by the shield.

And his face changed suddenly, the magical aura of the Sintra soldiers disappeared in a flash, and the magic in the body was frozen like frost!

He can't blink!

Roy's heart skipped a beat, is this waiting for me? !

When he landed, there was an anti-magic metal bomb in his hand!

But don't wait for him to throw!

"boom!"

Roaring flames spewed from the hands of the four appearing mages.

Roy raised his hand and rolled on the ground!

"boom!"

The anti-magic bomb was shattered in mid-air by direct flames, failing to affect the mage.

And he only dodged one fireball, the second and third hit his body.

Like an invisible battering ram hitting his chest, sending him flying backwards, landing and continuing to slide until it broke a tent stand.

The skin on the chest is open and the flesh is scorched.

The severe pain made Roy unable to move.

"activation!"

The coolness covered the wound and healed quickly. He grabbed the crossbow and shot an arrow at the strange posture.

Another mage suddenly stretched out his hand, and blue light emerged from his fingers, weaving a diamond-shaped delicate shield in front of his companion!

"boom!"

The arrows and shields are annihilated together.

The mages suddenly opened their arms again.

Roy only felt an invisible force field engulfing him, and he couldn't help crying out, as if a devil's palm was pinching his neck to make him lift off the ground.

"Z..."

An unstable magical aura flashed across the body.

The spell that imprisoned the magic was still stubbornly ill!

The four wizards folded their hands and trembled, as if twisting a damp rag. Roy let out a harsh howl, and the joints of his hands and feet began to twist in reverse!

"Crack..."

The tingling sound of bones and joints shattering sounded.

The Sievers took out his crossbow and aimed at his forehead mockingly.

"Goodbye, bastard!"

"Whoosh-"

The arrow pierced through the air.

The crowd in the tent only felt a golden light flashed in front of their eyes, and then looked at each other in shock - the sneak attacker who was controlled by the spell disappeared without a trace.

...

hundreds of meters away.

The top of a tower in Sintra, next to Golphine Griffin.

The air suddenly rippled.

Swah—

The witcher got out of the void, fell to his knees on the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and glanced at the military tent in the distance, "I'm careless, I almost capsized in the gutter."

This is the first time he has seen this kind of one-on-one confinement method. Fortunately, there is a full recovery to dispel all negative effects, otherwise he would have become a corpse!

"Flickering does not mean invincibility, you must be more careful in the future!"

Thinking like this, his spirit sank into the template and browsed the upgrade information.