God-level Demon Hunter

Someone, or some kind of creature, is dozing off inside the cave.

The witcher became more cautious, tiptoeing, leaning against the wall, controlling his breathing and heartbeat.

There were some unexpected harvests during the walk. Roy found that the ferns in the cave were not ordinary plants like dandelions, sage, and white chrysanthemums——

Esperanza fern

Ferns

Year: two years

Where it grows: Willen Adselbin, Tiernalia.

Efficacy: treatment of whooping cough, alchemy base.

"Tirnalia?" Roy frowned as he thought about the place name. This place does not belong to any country in the current world, but the capital of a different world where the Ain-Air tribe lives.

Plants from the Wild Hunt world appear in the crone's hideout, further evidence of the strong connection between the two.

Roy thought about picking a few Esperanza ferns as samples, but he stretched his hand halfway and then retracted it. If this disturbed Forgas and the old witch and caused the failure of the operation, it would be a small loss.

He resisted the urge.

After quickly turning a corner, the two came to a spacious cave.

There was a hazy yellow light all around, and candles were lit in the corner. Two paths appeared in front of the witcher. One was on the left, with a sloping upward slope, and the other was behind a raised rock wall, occupied by a huge monster. .

It was snoring on its back, sleeping deeply, completely unaware that there were two more uninvited guests in the cave, and it was completely exposed to their sharp swords.

The demon hunter did not act rashly, but held his breath and looked at the bloated monster intently.

It is extremely fat, chubby like an overgrown troll, and from the perspective of the witcher, you can just see its hillock-like belly rising and falling with the sound of grunting.

Except for a small piece of cloth under the crotch, the monster was completely naked, and the exposed skin was red from being scalded by hot water, but there were several circles of black patterns on the waist, arms, and forehead.A pair of hooves like cattle and sheep, surrounded by thick black and thick hair, his hands are two black and bloated fists, with only three fingers as thick as carrots.

Further up, it has a pair of curved and sharp horns on the top of its head, which is the iconic feature of the demon species.

From this, Roy thought of the monster, moved his nose, and smelled a faint sulfur smell in the air, confirming the identity of the other party more and more.

Forgas

Age: 350 years old

Sex: Male

Identity: Demon (a stupid and weaker species among demons), Mountain Guardian (guarding the road to the top of the mountain for the three witches.)

Life: 320

Mana: 130

Attributes:

Power: 20

Agility: 8

Constitution: 20

Perception: 6

Will: 7

Charisma: 4

Spirit: 13

skill:

Flame of Sulfur Lv5: Intermediate fire element magic, consumes medium mana, uses the fire element and the restless sulfur in its body to spew out highly poisonous flames, causing burns, igniting, and poisoning effects at the same time.

Primary Demon Body (Passive Solidification): Demons have extremely strong vitality, life +120, any minor injuries can heal quickly, and are immune to toxins.The digestive power is extremely strong, and the horny skin provides good resistance to blows.

……

Roy clearly remembered that there was a similar trial in Kaer Morhen at the Wolf Faction Academy, which required apprentice demon hunters to slip away from the sleeping Cyclops in the cave.

Whoever wakes up the giant will become the giant's food.

However, this demon is far less threatening than the giant. Judging from the observed information, the cooperation of Roy and Lei Suo can definitely kill it, especially now that it is in an undefended state.

But doing so would definitely alarm the old witch who was ten miles away and interviewed with Oakes and the three of them, so the two had to give up temporarily.

Roy turned to the slope on the left and walked over first. According to memory, this road led to the top of the mountain.Leto followed behind, avoiding the gravel particles on the ground.

Thanks to the cover effect of the blood of the heart of the tree, the two slipped away smoothly from under the eyes of Fergas, got through a dark path and came to the back of Bald Mountain.

The wind howled, and the bright sun illuminated the green plants all over the mountain. Looking down, the buildings in the village below the mountain became as small as ants, and a winding stone road in the mountain led the witcher to the huge tree on the top of the mountain. oak tree.

"Corrupted Oak Arendelle"

angiosperm deciduous tree

Year: 60

Where it grows: Waylon

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Sparse acorns hung from the branches of the oak like stars in the night sky—most of the acorns had been picked at the Bald Hill Feast in the spring and distributed among the faithful of the Lady of the Woods.

The size of an ordinary acorn broad bean, the outer shell is brownish red, and each of them is like a fist, and it is consistent with the black color of the trunk of the oak tree.

There are also two to three golden and pink acorns dotted among the lush branches and leaves, which are hidden at the highest point of the oak tree, more than 30 meters high.

It is difficult for ordinary people to reach, but it is not difficult for demon hunters.Lei Suo rolled up his sleeves without thinking, gearing up.

"What are you doing, Leto?"

"Do I still need to say?" The bald man folded his arms and looked up at the oak tree, his tone was rare with a little innocence, "A long time ago, when I was training with Gerswald, Oakes and I did a lot of climbing trees, which is a bit of a joke. Just wait, I'll pick those three golden acorns right away."

Roy rolled his eyes, "Don't move yet!"

"Little devil, if you drag on, the old witch will come back, and we will have to explain to you here!"

"You didn't feel it?" Roy said softly, his palms touched the rough branches of the oak tree, he closed his eyes, his face was gentle, "Is it crying?"

Lei Suo's expression became solemn, and the brows under his bald forehead were wrinkled into mountains and rivers. "What's the meaning?"

"Leso, you know that I can communicate with Wilt, and I can also communicate with some other non-human races, such as Golfin." Roy explained, "Usually, plants are not within the scope of my communication. But This oak tree is different, it is very spiritual, it is a living person."

Just now, when Roy observed "Arundale", the oak tree also conveyed a sad emotion to him.

At that moment, he seemed to see a helpless and desperate woman surrounded by the foul-smelling mud in the swamp.

"Then what did she tell you?"

"You can try to listen, too."

……

"Kun Gulan...Kun Gulan..." A mature woman's voice reached the bottom of his heart through the witcher's arm touching the tree trunk as a bridge.

This voice is peaceful, gentle, and full of trustworthy power, but it occasionally becomes hoarse and trembling, obviously suffering from some kind of torture.

Roy took a breath, and took out the blood gem that was infused with the soul of the tree heart from his pocket. Suddenly, the soul in the gem began to hit the crystal wall crazily, and the woman's voice became surprised and excited,

Like two long-lost lovers who have reunited and formed a deep friendship.

But because of the barrier of the blood gem, they could not reunite.

At this moment, Roy finally realized that the heart of the tree he sealed was indeed an ancient druid, otherwise how could the oak tree be so excited.

"Kun Gulan... help me... save me..."

"How can I save you?" Roy thought in his heart, and then looked up at the huge oak tree, thinking that he couldn't take the whole oak tree away. That would be unrealistic, unless he was at the level of an elf sage Warlock shot.

"Pain..." The woman is still unable to fully express the words like normal humans, and her words are extremely concise, "Purify me... expel evil..."

"What evil?"

"The old witch...extract...earth...magic power...evil...I...bear..."

The bald man who was also listening beside him couldn't help but withdraw his hand, and rubbed the center of his brows in distress, "You mean, the old witch draws magic power from Waylon's land, and then transfers some bad things in the magic power Into your body?"

In response, the oak tree suddenly began to shake its branches and leaves, scattered leaves and acorns fell, and a cold wind blew in the air, and a woman's sob was faintly heard in the cold wind.

"Don't get excited!" Roy caressed the rough bark of the oak tree. "We sympathize with your experience, but unfortunately, we are just demon hunters and cannot help you without the magic power of warlocks or druids. It's too late, we have to leave immediately!"

Roy looked anxiously at the distant sky, with a strong premonition that the three sisters were already on their way back!

"You can't do it... then... Kungulan... shoot!"

"How to make her take action?" A thought flashed in Roy's mind, and then he shook his head frantically. "no!"

"Please...let Kungulan...take me away...naturally...reward..."

Roy held up the blood gem, his face cloudy and uncertain.

If Kungulan's soul is released, she will undoubtedly destroy the sacred oak tree. How many people will starve to death when the farmers of Velen will no longer have the acorn oil to water their crops?

Should this sad "ecological balance" be broken?

"Little brat..." Lei Suo shook his head, "If you drag it on, you might as well stop asking for acorns, let's leave!"

"I will come to relieve you in the future..." Roy's dark gold eyes glanced at the tall oak tree for the last time, and gritted his teeth, "But not now!"

"Whizzing--"

Gabriel fired several arrows at the largest, ripest acorn on the Golden Oak.

"Boom, boom." Three fist-sized, heavy pink and golden acorns fell to the ground.

"Go!" Lei Suo waved his hand, collected all the fruits into the space ring, grabbed Roy's arm, and rushed down the mountain.

At the end of the field of vision, in the distant horizon, a black cloud made up of crows is approaching the top of the mountain!

Chapter 13 Confrontation

"what--"

On the top of Bald Mountain, under the luxuriant golden oak tree, there was a roar of fury. In the next second, restless magic power swept across the mountain like a storm, and then the mountain shook and the ground shook. Hidden in the depths of the vegetation, countless The beasts and birds fled in fright.

But the witchers fled even faster. They drove the raft away from the river below the mountain, and rode their horses all the way to the east.

The horse's skin was also smeared with the blood of the heart of the tree, brown and gray, like a camouflage color, but the sun was shining brightly, and the blood was tanned until only a shallow layer remained.

I don't know how much effect is left.

The witcher's fears have not materialized for the time being.

At noon, they successfully fled to the plains on the border of Waylon, and joined the Oakes brothers who had been waiting here. Accompanied by Fliers, they rode on a tall horse and held the boy Karl in his arms.

After the poor child was taken away by the three sisters, he didn't know what he had experienced or what he had eaten. His body curled up into a ball, his expression was dismal, pale and wilted, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

"Is the matter of Bald Mountain settled, Resor?" Fulius touched Carl's head, his tone was low, and his brows were furrowed.Although the boy was successfully rescued, the eerie and ugly appearance of the old witch still lingered in his heart like a lingering shadow.

He had an ominous premonition, which was an intuition honed by a witcher in life and death.

Lei Suo took out a golden acorn from the ring and lightly tossed it in the palm of his hand, "I got it, but the actual situation is different from what we imagined..." He sighed, "We This time, I accidentally offended the old witch completely, and it will be difficult to enter Velen in the future."

"How do you say?" Everyone present jumped in their hearts.

"You have to ask the brat about the specific situation..." Lei Suo's tone was not without blame, "I originally only wanted to steal a few acorns, but he packed up all the acorns that have been in it for hundreds of years and ruined the old witch's hard work. They have cultivated painstaking efforts for several generations, and they will never let it go."

"But now is not the time to discuss. Let's continue running north and try to stay away from this right and wrong place! Try to reach the Barony of La Valette within three days."

Next to him, Roy tightened the reins, and the Winged Lion greaves lightly rubbed against Wilt's abdomen, his eyes swept over his companion, "I'll explain when I'm settled down..."

The crowd moved on, leaving Velen's land.

However, they didn't run very far... They were surprised to find that there was a "croak, croak" crowing behind them-at some time, hundreds of crows appeared in the air and formed a group, chasing after them like black clouds Reluctant.

No matter how fast a horse runs, it cannot outrun a bird.

The crows quickly surrounded the crowd, screaming loudly and annoyingly, attacking the knights and the horses below them with their claws and long beaks.

The witcher could barely protect himself with Quinn and Igni, but the horse was completely defenseless, its fragile eyes and ears were pecked at, and it whimpered and swayed wildly.

They threw the witcher off and fled into the distance.

They immediately rolled on the ground, and when they got up again, they kept kneeling on one knee and held down the silver sword behind them.

Facing the attack of the crows, Wilt was helpless no matter how human he was.

Roy took the initiative to get off the horse, "Good boy! Get away from me and go find your companion!"