God-level Demon Hunter

If it is in the territory of Waylon, where the three witches are deeply rooted, they still have countless means and cards.

It's a pity that the battlefield has left Waylon, and it is no longer a magical place where they can call the wind and rain at will.

"Witcher! I remember you!"

Words of deep-rooted hatred rushed into the ears of the five people, and the figures of Whispering Po and Zhi Po flickered, and they turned into a flock of black crows again, and the dying Zhu Po flew into the sky.

"See you next time, you guys will pay the price!"

After the lingering sound dissipated, only a broken arm and a few scarred demon hunters remained on the battlefield.

No.16 Chapter Spoils of War

On a midsummer night, the bright stars dotted the dark sky, the moonlight sprinkled like water, the breeze whispered and blew across the vast plain, and there were crickets, toads, and cicadas rustling in the grass and on the treetops. .

At night, occasionally there are pairs of dark green pupils wandering around like will-o'-the-wisps.

"Well--"

"woke up?"

"Leso, how long have I been asleep?" Roy struggled to sit up. He was sitting on a simple mattress made of grass clippings, surrounded by a bonfire.

The flying lion monster armor on his body was replaced, and a white bandage was wrapped around his right chest and abdomen.

Lesso sat beside him, throwing dry wood into the bonfire one after another, while the Oakes brothers and Fliers master and apprentice lay quietly diagonally across from them.

"It's almost ten hours, and it's almost early morning." Lei Suo took a rabbit leg from the grill until it was roasted until it was golden brown, and the meat was fragrant, and handed it over, "Eat some, you need a lot of nutrition to recover from the injury .”

"My injury...how is it?" Roy tried to move his waist and neck, but he didn't want to stretch the wound, and the familiar stinging pain rushed up again.

He glanced at the attribute panel, and his life value had increased to 40.00%, but the serious injury status was still eye-catching.

"One rib fracture, but no dislocation or damage to the liver, good luck."

"By the way, we have properly treated your wound while you were in a coma. You will have to rest for about a month. During this time, please be honest with me. Remember, any strenuous activities are prohibited, including sword training!"

"One month?" Roy took a bite of the barbecue with a sad face. "If I can't move for such a long time, won't my bones be rusted?"

Roy glanced at the template. It was not far from the upgrade. Before arriving at the barony, he might be able to gain enough experience with the power of Golfing to get rid of the predicament of being injured.

"Satisfied, brat, if you were an ordinary person, you would have to recuperate for at least three months, and it is very rare to survive a dangerous battle." Lei Suo raised his eyebrows, "Recovering from injuries, I will gradually get used to it. Just fine."

Roy touched the burn on his left hand lightly, but he lost his appetite.

"If you really find it boring, why not do some other training, such as summing up experience with your brain, reviewing previous combat experiences, and trying not to save mistakes for the next battle... To a certain extent, this process of correcting mistakes is worse than fighting It is more important in itself." Leso looked at the jumping bonfire, "Although it is boring, it can keep you alive."

Roy just nodded.

"By the way, you should have learned a lot from fighting that big red-skinned guy this afternoon."

Roy licked the oil stains on his palms like a cat, and regained his spirits, "Of course, there is an old saying - what can't kill me, then make me stronger!"

The chatter between the two alarmed the other companions,

"How is it, Roy, does the wound still hurt?" Oakes sat down next to his little brother, shook the cowhide wine bag in his hand at him, and asked with a smile, "Would you like to have a drink with me, take a while?" ?”

"It's nothing serious... just can't do strenuous exercise for a short time." Roy smelled the pungent smell of alcohol and rolled his eyes. "You should keep the wine for yourself."

"Are you an idiot?" Serrit next to him unceremoniously snatched the wine bag over and took a big gulp, "Bone is injured and he's still drinking, you want him to lie down for two more months? And get along with him." After so long, you still can't understand? This kid doesn't like your strong drink at all!"

"Fool! Liquor drives away the evil spirits in the wound and relieves the pain! Are you my brother? Why don't you understand my good intentions? And... I warn you... return the wine quickly ! Stop it! Please, save me a bite!"

Seeing the two brothers who started bickering again, the few people watching were both amused and slightly envious.

No matter how hard the battle is, being able to maintain such a good and optimistic attitude is probably an innate talent.

I just don't know if this happiness can last forever.

……

Brother Oakes was intact, and Leto was also uninjured, but his tiredness could not be concealed, which was the aftereffect of excessive consumption of potions and physical energy.

Fulius was not so lucky. Whispering woman's weird combo cut his leather armor to pieces, making him even more shabby than a ragged beggar.

Through these gaps, it can be seen that his upper body is wrapped in dense bandages, with traces of seeping blood leaching from the center of the bandages.

However, this guy's ability to endure pain is far beyond ordinary people. After suffering such a serious injury, he acted like a normal person. He calmly put on the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, covered his bruised cheeks, and slowly wiped his weapon and oiled it. maintainance.

Carl squatted beside him like a puppy, watching the teacher's movements curiously, and glanced at Roy from time to time.

It seems that she has completely escaped from the nightmare of the lady in the forest.

"We've completely torn our faces with those three old witches, and we'll enter Velen later." Fliers said casually, "There is no doubt that the three witches will prepare a grand welcome ceremony." '."

Oakes threw the shriveled wine sac to the Cat Pie witcher, and then said with a playful smile, "Brother Griffin, according to me, there is no need to be afraid of those ugly monsters. Didn't Serrit and I almost kill one of them? That's all."

"The next time we return to Waylon, we want more than one hand!"

"What's so embarrassing?" Serrit said angrily, "The lady in the forest's magic power comes from the land of Waylon, and their strength will be greatly reduced if they leave the border of Waylon. We just took advantage of the battle in the afternoon." Great deal..."

He thought thoughtfully, "They have no chance to summon the Wild Hunt, that's the biggest threat!"

Speaking of the Wild Snake Hunting Sect, everyone fell silent for an instant.

They deeply understand the horror of this sworn enemy.

After a brief silence, Roy accidentally touched the wound, coughed sharply, and blushed.

"You are seriously injured, can you still go on the road?"

"I'm not the young master of a noble family. I'm not as arrogant and coquettish as you think. I'm sure I can ride a horse... Cough, cough..."

"Why don't you open a portal," Oakes blinked at Roy, "You are not very close to Rita Nieder, why don't you wait until we arrive at the Barony of La Valette? She came to open a portal, she must be happy!"

"The journey is a trial, we will continue next time when we have time!"

"Coral is still busy with her job in Kerak, so I don't have time to come here." Roy shook his head, "Don't bother her with such a trivial matter..." Then he rolled his eyes,

"Don't just talk about me, you have a good relationship with Keira Metz, why don't you invite her over?"

Oakes sneered, "It's just a short-lived romantic relationship, each takes what he wants...Besides, she should be busy helping Foltest with his official duties right now."

So far, both sides have kept silent about the sorceress.

"The cat vulture..." Lei Suo glanced at Fliers and his apprentices, and pondered, "You have seen the situation, Roy is injured, and we will probably stay for a while when we arrive at the Barony tomorrow. He is recovering from his injuries, if you have something urgent..."

"Exactly, I want to recuperate..." Phlius took off his sunglasses, his gray-green pupils swept around the snake demon hunter, then drank the spirits from Oakes, shrugged, "and Didn't we make an appointment a long time ago, we will go to Novigrad together, and Karl also needs more suggestions from you."

Immediately, the demon hunters looked at each other and smiled.

The battle of life and death in the afternoon has invisibly narrowed the relationship between the two schools.

……

"Everyone, before we meditate, let's finally take a look at today's harvest..."

Leto placed a bunch of things by the bonfire: a fist-sized induced mutant, a pair of pitch-black, curved and sharp horns, a simply processed huge heart full of magic power, all of which came from Roy The slain demon Fergas.

An arm with only three fingers, covered with lesion spots, bloated fat and tissue hyperplasia, a huge black spoon with a length of more than two meters and a weight of more than 100 pounds, which was obtained from Zhuo Po;

In the end, there are three acorns whose skins are intertwined with gold and dust, exuding a faint patina smell, taken from the corrupted oak tree Arendelle on the top of Mount Baldur.

"Vulture, you can choose two." Leto said generously, Roy and the Oaks brothers also nodded.

Originally, according to the previous style, all the trophies were kept by Roy, the chief manager, but now that there are more masters and apprentices from Frius, it is inappropriate to do so.

Stealing the booty for myself may create a rift with this powerful cat-pie demon hunter... It's not worth the candle.

"Inducing mutants, after Karl becomes an official demon hunter, it will definitely be useful. You can consider it... The horns of the devil are an excellent weapon material, and Berengar will probably like... the heart of the devil, It should be able to sell to a warlock for a good price...the hand of the cooking woman...the purpose is unknown."

Roy tried to observe it, but only saw a row of "unknown strange objects full of magic power", turned around and smiled at Carl, who was wide-eyed and curious, "I don't know what the purpose is, I have to ask Warlocks, or other knowledgeable scholars, I think this thing is useless to you at present."

He touched the giant black spoon that was cool in his hands, "This big guy is quite strong, and can be smelted into weapon materials...but it's quite laborious to carry!"

Afterwards, everyone's eyes locked on the three attractive acorns.

The demon hunters still remember Kungulan's description, "The golden acorns produced by the sacred oak tree can strengthen the body and prolong life."

The little boy Carl stared straight at the acorn, and couldn't help licking his lips like a glutton.

"Is it delicious, do you want to eat it?" Fliers touched the boy's head.The apprentice in front of him is emaciated, if his physique can be strengthened, there is no doubt that his chances of surviving the grass trial will be greatly improved.

"Xiang...I..." Carl looked forward with anticipation, and then lowered his head shyly under the eyes of several big men.

"Fliers, Karl, I'd be happy to share the golden acorns with you, but I must emphasize one thing first, you can't eat them casually..." Roy held up an acorn in front of everyone, and under the firelight, it The golden casing is even more eye-catching.

It was also the first time for Roy to come into contact with this kind of thing. "The heart of the tree didn't fully explain it. The golden acorn can indeed strengthen the body and help Carl survive the grass trial...but it has a lot of side effects..." Roy's voice paused Suddenly, a row of information appeared in front of my eyes.

"Forgotten Acorn"

Fagaceae Quercus

Year: 204

Where it grows: Willen Adselbin, Mount Baldur, Sacred Oak Arendelle.

Effectiveness: Swallowing the pulp directly will quickly heal severe injuries and increase physical attributes by 3-5 points,

Note: Because it has absorbed part of the poison of the corrupted oak tree, eating this acorn will cause a certain degree of damage to the brain. When the user's constitution is lower than 20 points, most of the memory will be permanently lost.

When the user's constitution is higher than 25 points, they will be immune to negative poisons.

When the user's physique is higher than 30 points, it will not produce any effect after taking it.

……

Roy fell into deep thought, unable to observe the physical attributes of the snake demon hunters, and did not dare to take them casually, otherwise he would lose his memory and cause serious damage.

And he-

"Will full recovery remove the negative effects of memory loss? There is no doubt about it. But the fear is that I have even forgotten the template."

After careful consideration, he felt that it was best to temporarily seal it up and use it as a trump card when he was seriously injured and dying.

And wait until the physique is improved to a certain level before using it, and the benefits can be maximized.

"What negative effect?"

"Do you still remember the legends we heard?" Roy said slowly, "Every spring at the Bald Mountain Banquet, Mrs. Lin would invite three boys and girls to have a tryst. When the three return the next morning, they will forget the past. All memories, including my own name, and then start another life with joy."

"You mean..." The demon hunters were a little surprised,

"That's right, those three boys and girls should have swallowed this Forgotten Acorn, but the age is far inferior to these three."

"Boy, where did you know this?" Serrit wondered, "Haven't you ever eaten?"

"Well, I was just inferring just now," Roy said helplessly, "but it must have strong side effects."

After some consideration, Frius asked for an "Acorn of Forgotten" for Karl, but he seemed to have other plans and didn't let the boy eat it hastily.

In addition, he declined the rest of the spoils, and Roy collected them into his personal space.

After an upgrade, the personal space has a size of four cubic meters, which contains daily necessities, medicinal herbs, processed monster organs, crossbow bolts and other things, and there is still quite a lot of space.

"What are you going to do with that blood gem?" Lei Suo was referring to the blood gem that absorbed the soul of Kungulan the Tree Heart.

Roy held it in his palm and squeezed it.

"Didn't I say that? Since Kungulan claims to be a druid," Roy thought, "then I'll give it back to the druid. These children of nature must have a solution."

"Most druids follow the way of nature, live in seclusion in the wilderness, protect rare animals and plants, their whereabouts are extremely secretive, are you sure you can find them?"

These spellcasters who are good at manipulating the weather and plants are very rare, and their situation is comparable to that of a demon hunter.

"I happen to know one, and I'll give it to him when I get a chance."

"Who are you referring to?"

Roy smiled mysteriously, "Remember Geralt?"

"The white-haired guy who made the Novigrad covenant with us?" Leto rubbed his shiny bald head. He only met Geralt once. It was during that meeting that Roy hastily proposed the witch hunt. The idea of ​​a brotherhood of men.

"That's right, because of Geralt, I met a druid...on the border of Brokleon..."

Druid Mossak (Urmia), an old acquaintance of Geralt, and an advisor to the two allied countries of Cintra and Skellige.

At the beginning, Mossack was ordered by Queen Calanthe to go to Brokleon Forest to pick up Ciri, and happened to meet Roy and Geralt who were escorting Ciri.

The witcher was able to get acquainted with the tall old man.

An elder of the Jedruid Circle in Skelly, Mossak is powerful and learned.

The most important thing is that he has a kind and peaceful disposition, and has a feeling of compassion. If you give Kun Gulan's soul to him, there is a high probability that you will get a good reward.

After discussing the itinerary briefly, everyone went into meditation.