God-level Demon Hunter

"Yes! The place is very hidden. I heard a former history teacher mention it by accident." Yada pondered, "Don't touch the ruins area for now, first clean up the monsters in the sewer that threaten the lives of believers, and make room for them. They provide a place to pray."

"After initially establishing a few stable meeting points, we will start to explore the ancient elf ruins and try to bring those underground palaces into the territory of the church." Adda said optimistically, "There is also a natural advantage in choosing the sewer as the headquarters of the church. Adda pointed to the water outlets on the south side of the map, "These water outlets lead to Lake Vizima, and the pipes extend directly into the lake water, which can better receive the divine power of the goddess of the lake than the temple square."

The witcher rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought,

"I can give it a try, but there's no guarantee I'll be able to clean the entire sewer. Plus I'll need a lot of time, at least a week."

"Safety comes first. I understand that the goddess doesn't want you to get hurt. If possible, start cleaning from the temple area. The faith in this area can stand the test." Adda paused, "Because the goddess is still sleeping , This action is my unilateral entrustment, Roy, just ask for any reward you want." Adda added fire, and said generously, "As long as it's not too harsh, it's fine."

Roy was no longer polite at the moment, and listed several materials that were in short supply for forging the equipment of the Flying Lion School, and Adda readily agreed.Although the princess of Vizima was emptied of power by Foltest, it was still unimpeded to get something from the royal warehouse.

The two agreed on another time, and then hurriedly separated.

The witcher found Letho who was discussing the casting plan with Berengar in the blacksmith shop.

"The Goddess of the Lake, Princess Adda... two troublemakers!" Lei Suo patted Roy on the shoulder, "As I said before, demon hunters should not have too much entanglement with religion! Seri and I Te and Oakes have other missions, so you have to act alone for this trip to the sewers."

"No problem! I can handle it alone." Roy nodded.

The bald man took out his inventory from the space ring: Swallow to speed up the recovery of injuries, Thunder to increase strength, and Pai Cui's potion to increase the strength of the seal.

"But remember, with your current physique, you can only withstand the toxicity of two potions in a short period of time. Otherwise, after the effects of the potions disappear, you will be weak, uncomfortable and have countless sequelae."

"understand……"

Lei Suo seemed to feel that it was not safe enough, so he handed him two alchemy bombs that looked like coconut shells—Dragon Dream.

"The sewer is narrow and filled with silt, methane gas, and other flammable gases. Dragon's Dream can exert greater power. But you must use it with caution. It is best to use it when you are running for your life, such as when you encounter a bat-winged demon." , Throwing one up is sure."

"Um……"

"Little devil," after explaining all this, Lei Suo patted him on the shoulder, "No matter what, save your life first!"

"Don't worry, have you forgotten my ability? It's okay to escape if you can't fight!"

The young witcher waved his hand and turned to leave.

Huge sewers, monsters lurking in the shadows, these mean danger, but also represent countless experiences.

Without Lei Suo's raid, this would be his rare solo attack.But he felt good, and even a little excited. It had to be said that there were more or less adventurous genes in the bones of demon hunters.

……

"The wings of fledgling birds are easily blown by the storm." Berengar stepped on the blower twice to make the fire burn hotter. "There are many deadly 'dirty things' hidden in the sewers of Vizima. Do you feel free to let him act alone...or punish him for his indulgence last night?"

"Who hasn't indulged when he was young? Why should he be punished?" The bald man shook his head, "He should learn to be independent."

Berengar took a deep breath when he heard the words, and memories flashed in his brown eyes, "This kid is not yet 15 years old, let me think about it, when I was 15 years old, I was still in Kyle... learning from a stinky old man Sword dance."

"This kid has killed more than a dozen kinds of monsters, including the ancient deer head spirit." Lei Suo's eyes were gratified, and his tone was sighing.

"Congratulations!" Berengar slowed down his pedaling movements, and the envy on his face flashed away. "The Viper School can be regarded as successors."

"Not long ago in Sintra, Geralt talked to us. The situation of the Wolf School is not very optimistic. There has been no fresh blood for many years, and now only four members are left to support it." Lei Suo changed the subject, "You didn't think Go back and have a look?"

"Mind your own business!" Berengar folded his hands on his chest and asked coldly, "What is wrong with that kid, why do you insist on persuading me to go back?!"

"Maybe this winter, we will go to Kaer Morhen to meet members of the Wolf faction," Leso paused, staring at each other with sincere and calm eyes, "At that time, we will sit down and drink and chat together, and make friends. It is conceivable that the atmosphere is harmonious. This is an excellent time to explain all misunderstandings clearly and abandon previous suspicions... As someone said, there are very few demon hunters left in this world. In the face of 'genocide', many things You can let go."

"Since I choose to leave, I will never regret it!" Berengar flatly refused, "There is no misunderstanding, only differences of ideas."

The traitor of the wolf faction kicked on the blower again, faced the flames billowing in the furnace, and complained, "I want to marry a wife and have children like a normal person. As a demon hunter, can I do it?"

Chapter 23 Sewers

Darkness, dampness, and a strong odor make up the sewers of Vizima.

There is an unknown darkness in the distance, a light from a torch suddenly shines from the corner, reflecting a mottled wall, the green bricks on the wall are covered with moss, and the sewage flows across, several shadows are cast over, getting longer and longer.

Someone walked into the tubular passage.

Three knights in silver and white armor, and a demon hunter with a viper pendant on his chest.

Each of them held a torch, and they walked in groups of two and two on both sides of the aisle, cautiously, with soft steps, and tried their best to keep quiet.

The ditch in the center of the pipe ran a dark brown river of food scraps, excrement, and odd flotsam: women's clothes, rag dolls, a table leg.

It was viscous and foul-smelling.

The witcher touched the torch to the wall on the right, and illuminated a paint number. The number was a little fuzzy, and it obviously existed for a long time.With his other hand, he opened the map, and his eyes compared back and forth between the map and the numbers on the wall.

"Pa-ta--" the White Rose Knight next to him suddenly stopped, but he accidentally stepped on something, a yellow-brown, sticky mass, still emitting heat, and a puff of fermented digesta stink.

"You've won the lottery, Knight Yagon!" Knight Zelin on the opposite side of the creek couldn't help laughing, and the abrupt laughter broke the originally quiet atmosphere in an instant.

Yagong's face turned pale, and he took a close look at the pile of fresh feces under his feet, clutching his throat and retching, almost vomited out the overnight meal.

It has only been 10 minutes into the sewer, and the knight of White Rose has been defiled by dirty things.

"God, let me be honored in the battlefield!"

"Quiet!" The demon hunter made a gesture, and the three knights fell silent instantly.

Roy, the demon hunter, was deeply impressed by the three of them. He didn't have an oppressive physique, but he was as nimble as a devil.The three of them still remember very clearly that on Black Tern Island, his light sword dance harvested the lives of several companions like a god of death.

Rudolph, the former leader of Bai Qiangwei, also lost to him in a fair duel.

The knight obeys the strong and maintains a considerable degree of respect for the witcher.

Roy squatted down and stirred the excrement with a wooden stick he found somewhere. The strong pungent smell of the sewer affected his sense of smell, so he couldn't tell what kind of excrement it was.

But he is sure that it is definitely not left by humans.

Soon, the demon hunter cleaned out a few match-like brittle bones from the feces, as well as a small half of a bloody, undigested rat.

"A monster just came here, and it hasn't gone far." He handed the torch to Yagon, and then took out a tube of thunder potion from the alchemy bag he carried with him and drank it. Immediately, a picture appeared on his handsome face. There are purple and black blood vessels like earthworms, and his pair of eyes have become like wolves, revealing a faint light.

He pressed against the dirty wall, tapped his toes on the ground, and groped forward soundlessly like a cat.And the three white rose knights holding torches stayed in place and waited.

About 2 minutes later, something happened in the dim vision.

It was a humanoid creature, covered in green like a corpse picked up from the bottom of a pond, with mucus and mud oozing from even its pores, and a rotten sour smell, which was different from the stench of the sewer.

It was half-squatting in the sewage of the ditch with its back facing the witcher, showing its fish-like dorsal fin, shaking its shoulders up and down, making a fine chewing sound, and was gnawing on something.

"Water ghost..." The witcher recognized its type.

Water ghosts are timid by nature, and their strength and reaction are not much stronger than ordinary people. They often eat leftovers and animal carcasses dug out of garbage dumps, so the sewer is simply a paradise for them to pick up garbage.

They also sometimes attack lone travelers and women washing clothes by the lake, and they are especially cruel to weak things.

The witcher didn't attack lightly, he remembered a line from "Biology", "When monsters are really bad, they are happy in groups."

The water ghost is one of these mindless monsters.

Roy held his breath, glanced farther away, and waited quietly for a while to confirm that there was no target of the same kind nearby, and then carefully took out Gabriel.

The demon hunter silently counted a few numbers in his heart, then turned on the guiding arrow, and aimed - the water ghost's bald forehead was getting bigger and bigger in the center of his line of sight, a sense of refreshment he hadn't experienced for a long time emerged spontaneously.

"Whoosh—" A shadow suddenly passed by in the dark space of the sewer, and in the next second, a cloud of blood burst out from the back of the water ghost's head, who was busy eating, trembled all over, and fell face-to-face without saying a word.However, the hand crossbow directly pierced through the skull, and the arrow came out from the front eye socket.

Kill water ghost, experience value +20, demon hunter Lv6 (1500/3500)

The demon hunter glanced at the blood gem that he carried with him, and as expected, he did not collect any souls, which also confirmed his thoughts. The water ghost's soul was converted into experience points.

Roy approached again, and saw clearly the water ghost's food, a dead chicken that gnawed off most of its bones.The skin of the dead chicken was corroded so colorful that it didn't look like it was thrown down by a wicked farmer.

"It's been a pretty good life... Chicken as well as rats." The monsters in the sewers of Vizima will multiply, and the wasteful behavior of the rich in the city also contributes considerably.

The witcher put Gabriel away, and stood still for a while observing the corpse of the water ghost.He originally planned to use the corpse as bait to lure more water ghosts into the trap, but he was worried that the smell of blood would attract some terrifying existence.After hesitating for a while, he gave up the decision.

Soon, the three knights came over, glanced at the water ghost whose head was shot, and swallowed their saliva in unison.

They move on.

The sewers are damp, dark, and corrupt, but there is also a unique ecosystem.In addition to rats, cockroaches, and dangerous animals lurking in the shadows, the sewers also breed some unique plants and herbs.

"Green mold mushroom..." This is a plant that the witcher accidentally found in the sewage. It is a strange mushroom with a black grimace growing on the crimson cap. The cap is the size of a palm and thicker than the same kind. . "Grows in a humid, cold environment, brightly colored, slightly poisonous, and formulated as a medicine to relieve whooping cough."

"Mole yarrow, removes bruises..."

Compared to the witcher who was still thinking about picking medicines, the three knights turned slightly blue and looked very uncomfortable.

The bad smell is one thing, and they have not been trained in such a complex and dangerous environment is another.

Holding a torch, explore the dark sewers, never knowing what lurks in the dark.

The unknown plus darkness is the most difficult and frightening.

They even looked forward to some monsters coming out quickly, and it would be good to have a fight.

In addition to the rushing and flowing of the dirty water river, there are also the howling of the wind, the chirping of some small animals, and the creepy weird sounds that appear without warning and then disappear suddenly.

It's just maddening.

"Aren't you nervous at all, master..." Yagon stepped forward and stood beside the witcher.

"I've made sufficient preparations..." The demon hunter lowered his voice, his eyes still scanning vigilantly. "I know a little bit about all the types of monsters that may appear in the sewers. I know their attack patterns and physical weaknesses. This is the professional knowledge of a demon hunter."

"Say something..." Yagon pleaded, "What the hell are we most likely to encounter next time?"

The demon hunter nodded and said in a low voice, "The 'tenant' of the sewer has some similarities with animals in the forest and wilderness, such as territorial consciousness. Monsters of comparable power will tacitly divide their own hunting areas .Do you still remember the water ghost? This is an unlucky loner, and its appearance has already indicated the area we are in. Next, we will most likely encounter its group."

As soon as the demon hunter finished speaking, a strange growl suddenly came from the front of the long passage.

Roy slowed down and raised the hand crossbow again.

The knight didn't have extra time to be surprised. A dozen or so naked, dark green humanoid creatures with fins and webs suddenly emerged from the passage in front of them.

Originally, they were wandering aimlessly, but the light from the torch attracted some of them. They turned around and faced the crowd, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Hold your crossbows..." The demon hunter quickly began to aim, "Things like water ghosts are, to a certain extent, equivalent to dead objects, immune to most poisons, and bleeding and pain cannot negatively affect their actions. , so the best way is to kill with one blow."

"Whoosh—" The arrow exploded the head of a water ghost, like a hornet's nest, and the remaining water ghosts rushed over with exaggerated limbs, waving and screaming.

The knights shot Gabriel, but their aim was not as good as that of the witcher. They just hit the water ghost's thigh and chest. The water ghost trembled, but continued to charge without pain. Headshot by a cold arrow from a witcher.

Then, holding the Kunn shield against the demon hunter, he raised his bright silver blade, and with the movement of his wrist, Gu Weiheil made a beautiful sword dance.

He rushed into the group of water ghosts.

The first sword, the blade of the sword swept across the air, cutting the water ghost rushing in front of him in half.

The second sword, stabbing forward like a bow, the tip of the sword pierced straight into the chin, destroying the brain.

The third sword, Alder's seal knocked down the target, the blade swung like a shovel, piercing the throat from top to bottom.

With the fourth sword, Group Shock, Gu Weixier slashed across the air, swung lightly, and sliced ​​off two heads like cutting tofu.

In just a few seconds, the nimble figure was bathed in blood rain and made several simple movements among the water ghosts, as if performing a short, intense and deadly dance.

The onlookers stood in a daze for a long time, then shouted and pulled out the steel swords at their waists, blushing and rushed into the circle of monsters, facing the tide of attacks.

Chapter 24 Serial Killing

Screams and strong winds.

The two water ghosts surrounded the demon hunter, one on the left and the other on the right, and their four sharp claws brushed against the Quen's shield and shredded the yellow light of the shelter.

The demon hunter quickly bent his knees and squatted halfway, disappearing from the sight of the water ghost, and then swung Gu Weishir around with his right toe as the center of gravity. The sharp blade cut through the flesh and bones, and cut off the knees of two water ghosts. .

The water ghost wailed and fell to the ground, losing most of its fighting power.

He took a breath, kept a half-squat position and rolled forward resolutely on the ground, rolled to the feet of the other water ghost, touched the ground with one knee, raised his head, and before the other party could react, the blade in his hand slanted like lightning. With a stab upward, there was a short and dull sound of the sharp blade piercing into the flesh, and the tip of the sword pierced into the water ghost's chin and penetrated into the brain.

As if a leather water bag had been punctured, the stench and scorching blood slid down the shiny sword blade, wet his sleeves, and splashed all over his face.

But the demon hunter maintained a high level of calm from the beginning to the end.

Without time to pull out the blade, he let go of the statue-like water ghost and the sword pierced into his chin and fell backwards. Instead, he grabbed the pommel of the second weapon behind his back.

Only a portion of the sword protruded from the scabbard. With Roy's other hand, he quickly drew a regular triangular azure seal in mid-air, and pushed it forward fiercely.

Following his movements, a strong and short wind blew up in the entire sewer, accompanied by a loud "bang", the water ghost who was close at hand seemed to hit an invisible wall, staggering, Lost balance.

The demon hunter took the opportunity to step forward, over the water ghost's body, and cut off its head with Arondette in his hand with a soft "Om, Om".

At the end of the group of water ghosts, a burly figure appeared—their commander drowned water ghosts. He was taller than ordinary water ghosts, covered in gray and black, with more obvious dorsal fins and gills.

drowned water ghost

Gender: none

Age: 8