God-level Demon Hunter

"Why don't you accept my gift frankly and decently?"

"Shut up! I didn't lose!" Roy glanced at the passing hourglass, but still did not give up, "There is still time!"

"There must be a way!"

Master Mirror admired his "performance" and said in a high-pitched voice,

"I forgot to tell you, after taking away your soul, this nutritious body can't be wasted. How about staying in my world as flower fertilizer? I will use your body to water the most beautiful and deadly flowers. "

As the words came to his ears, the demon hunter suddenly lowered his head, stopped all movements, and stared at the glaring blood on the back of his hand in a daze, a look of amazement appeared on his young face.

"An unbreakable mirror...water...liquid—blood, shattering the bloody reflection..." He repeated these few words to himself, "shattering the bloody reflection, that's how it is!"

"Poor thing, I can't take it anymore, I've collapsed—" The mirror master's voice came to an abrupt end.

The witcher suddenly rushed to the middle of the dry pool.

There is no dripping water left here. The building that carried the fountain a long time ago is like a cake, layer by layer, from bottom to top, and shrinks rapidly from big to big.

The uppermost level is a basin the size of a baptismal basin.

The witcher stood up, his face as cold as a knife, he put his left hand into the pool, and cut off Arondette with his right hand.

"puff--"

The magical weapon bestowed by the fairy in the lake was so sharp that it cut iron like mud, let alone flesh and blood, and cut off his left wrist in an instant.

A palm fell into the pool.

The main artery at the severed palm was torn, and blood gushed out like a spring, filling half of the pool in just a few tens of seconds, less than a quarter of a gallon.

Under the massive blood loss, Roy didn't seem to feel the pain. With cold sweat on his head, he moved excitedly to the side of the blood pool, his bloodshot eyes unblinking.

The crimson blood rippled, revealing the reflection of the witcher, and a familiar outline was faintly outlined behind his shoulders—a mangy head, a hooked nose, and pitch-black pupils.

The mirror master was leaning on his shoulder, leaning forward to meet his gaze.

Roy's remaining right hand suddenly reached in and pulled Gaunt O'Dim by the collar, pulling him out of the bloody mirror into the real world.

"I've got you!" Roy grinned, showing his white teeth.

This mysterious bald man stared at the demon hunter with pure black pupils, with a solemn expression and admiration.

"Ouw se on coq e coq la se rwa an le pil fimie ay..." He patted the right hand of the demon hunter holding the skirt of his clothes, chanting strange and obscure syllables, while his cheeks quickly turned pale, It is sunken inward, and dense black blood vessels emerge on the surface of the skin, like a terminally ill dying person,

"Yes, the second solution, what's the point of defeating me with this method?" He glanced at the huge gap in Roy's left wrist, and he could even clearly see the broken aorta and pale bones, "Once you leave this world, You would immediately fall into a coma, and then die from blood loss...even if you survived, you can only become a poor and sad disabled person."

"No! You're wrong!" Roy put the severed hand in front of Master Mirror, and then a miraculous scene appeared.

The tragic flesh and bones began to germinate, stretching out a paramecium-like tentacles, which swelled in the wind, growing and reconstructing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within ten seconds, the missing wrist was intact.

His face, which had been pale due to excessive blood loss, returned to health and ruddy, and the wounds caused by successive battles on his neck, arms and thighs also faded instantly.

He was in high spirits, his eyes twinkled like stars, and he was extremely energetic, as if he had never experienced all the difficulties and obstacles in the maze.

"What a surprise, Demon Hunter, do you have any other cards?"

"Leave, Gaunt O'Dim!" Roy laughed happily, "You have no chance to know!"

"Shen ggonia monerie, ara scdebi!"

Master Mirror suddenly chanted a spell, a burst of broken white light erupted from his body, broke free from the demon hunter's imprisonment, and fell into the pool of blood again!

He clapped his hands and stepped back, sinking deeper and deeper, flames were ignited all over his body, and red spots appeared.

Two golden parchment rolls flew out of his girdle pocket, rushed into the raging fire and burned to ashes... A black cowhide handbook recorded the core secrets of the Flying Lion School and the way to strengthen the ancient blood. In front of Roy.

At the same time, Roy's right wrist burst into burning pain, and his skin seemed to be scalded by a branding iron. An ancient red symbol and a twisted ball of bloody thread appeared instantly.

"Demon hunter, this time I let you win a round...but next time, ten years later, it won't be so easy to pass..."

"When the time comes, stop being weak like an ant... Work hard to grow up and temper your soul... There will be more exciting games waiting for you! Hahahaha!"

"Ahhhh!"

Master Mirror's meaningful laughter soon turned into screams that resembled humans and animals.

He was burnt to pieces, and fell into the deepest part of the pool of blood in the blink of an eye, into a platinum sun.

And Roy felt dizzy again and lost consciousness.

Chapter 18 follow-up and reinforcement

After a while, the Bobtail Tavern in the north of the Baron de la Valetti.

"A glass of cider!" The young black-haired witcher hurriedly pushed open the door of the tavern, walked to a round table in front of the counter, snapped her fingers at the hot female bartender, and sat down on the waiting table. Next to the bald and burly man, he snatched the fragrant stew in front of him, and devoured it hungrily.

"Little ghost, don't bother eating, but tell me how the finishing work in the castle is going?" Lei Suo reluctantly took a sip of the dwarven spirits, and the other three witchers and a skinny boy sat at the drinking table. He also looked over, with curiosity in his eyes.

"In order to save Little Arion, I almost put my life on the line! No one can deny this debt, not even Baron Baron!" Roy blinked at everyone, and swallowed a piece of fist-sized Beef brisket, and threw a money bag on the wine table.

"The reward is quite a lot."

Amidst the crisp sound of krona colliding, the eyes of the witcher with a dusty hood beside him lit up, and he anxiously opened the money bag to count, and his face soon darkened.

"One hundred orens, that is the wealth that the great Baron de la Valetti promised to spend in his lifetime? He dismissed us as beggars?"

"Of course it's more than that...Although Baron Baron has a bad temper and looks down on common people, his generosity is no less than that of Foltest. After all, I saved his eldest son!" Roy chewed the beef , grinning, taking money from others to eliminate disasters for others, he takes money with peace of mind.

In fact, in the past few months, after successively solving problems for Baron Viriles, King Foltest, and Baron La Lavalette, he has already accumulated a considerable net worth, even after deducting the value of Vigil The huge cost of horse forging school equipment is close to two thousand Oren.

"This bag of money is for you to drink... The remaining [-] oren will be kept by me according to the old rules. When we arrive in Novigrad," Roy looked forward to, "this savings will come in handy."

Lesso listened thoughtfully.

Oakes sighed exaggeratedly, a trace of resentment flashed in his amber pupils.

Bargaining with the account manager, he was afraid that he would not even get the money for the drink, so he quickly held the bag in his palm and muttered,

"Roy, this meal is up to you!"

"Ochs, have you lost your money?" Serrit glared at his brother dissatisfiedly, snatched the money bag from his hand, and put it close to him.

Then he turned to the young witcher, "Boy, I need an explanation. You inexplicably disappeared in the castle for an hour, reappeared, and Ariane La Valette woke up almost at the same time. what happened?"

"Little devil, if you still treat us as our own people," Lei Suo wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth with a poker face, "don't hide everything in your heart."

Roy pursed his lips,

"If you're worried about hurting the two of us, there's no need..." The cat sent the demon hunter Flieus to take off his sunglasses, and he glanced at Roy with gray-green pupils, "My sword is enough to protect Karl..." He touched it again Touching the head of the boy beside him, "I still owe you a big favor..."

"Being owed for too long will affect the speed of swinging the sword!"

"Okay!" Roy felt helpless and warm, "I'll tell you everything. But don't worry, the danger is over." The magic lamp on the ceiling shakes off blurred spots, and the lute in the bard's hand Stirring the melodious melody, the witcher began to tell a story with twists and turns.

"During that time of disappearance, I was pulled into a game by a mysterious man named Gunter O'Dim, and the first time I met him was Edsberg... "

The witcher gave a general account of the entanglement between himself and Master Mirror.

Except for concealing the experience of leveling up and bloodletting, and downplaying the dangerous battle, other aspects remain unchanged.

He also wanted to understand that Gaunt Odim had lost this game, and he could no longer show his claws to those around him, so there was no need to hide it.

……

"In the last less than 30 seconds, I smashed the wall with Alder's seal, released the water flow, and caught the mirror master by chance with the reflection of the water surface... I defeated him!" Roy said slowly, with a trace of Scared.

This time the bet, the bloody lesson told him that the development of things is changing rapidly, so don't rely too much on the information in your mind to act recklessly.

"According to the contract, the threat is gone, and from now on we don't have to worry about Master Mirror."

As for Mrs. Louisa, the witcher is another explanation—the invisible devil Sim in the dream.

After listening to the story, Lei Suo, the Oakes brothers, and Flierus' master and apprentice all fell silent.

There was a strange light in everyone's eyes, and Karl was even more surprised from ear to ear, as if he had heard a bedside story similar to the knight's crusade against the dragon.

The mirror master is an evil dragon, and his predecessor, Roy, the snake demon hunter, is the knight who hunts down the evil dragon and saves mankind.

"Boy, are you sure you didn't have a dream?"

"Maybe, a certain powerful existence created a dream, invited me in and had a good time, and rescued Aryan by the way." Roy glanced at an ancient light red symbol on his right wrist, like two The ball of thread formed by the twisted semicircle is extremely weird.

It is a mark and a talisman that lasts for ten years.

"Don't talk about dreams," Oakes rubbed his chin, thinking about the information he just heard, "satisfying all human wishes, asking for souls as rewards, waving his hand to stop time, and traveling through the world...even the legendary gods , but that's all?"

"It doesn't have to be a god." Serrit proposed another possibility, looking up and down at the black-haired demon hunter, "I've heard similar legends somewhere... that thing may be the same as most existing monsters , is a remnant that invaded our world from other places through the celestial sphere... Possessing all kinds of unimaginable powerful abilities."

The clasped index finger tapped the little brother's strong chest muscles, and Serrit wondered, "I bet against this transcendent existence that you are still intact, and the rib injuries have healed, right? Why, no one can beat it." skill?"

"Of course it's because of this." Roy took a sip of cider, tapped his temples, and joked casually, "Besides, cats are favored by chaotic energy and have nine lives. I have two. If you don't believe me, you can ask Ask Leto."

"You were just lucky to escape!"

The bald man immediately poured a bucket of cold water.

After leaving the castle of La Valette, he felt a strange tiredness, which he now thought was the aftereffect of the spell cast by the mirror master.

The feeling that one's life is completely under the control of others, but one's own ignorance makes it pale to say that one is desperate.

"Reading out the name and discussing it is likely to attract the attention of that thing. For the sake of safety," Lei Suo looked solemn, "From today on, no one is allowed to mention its name!"

After the words fell, the atmosphere on the wine table became tense for a moment.

Several pairs of beast-like pupils turned slowly, and the demon hunters were aware of the huge danger beyond imagination, and fell into deep thought.

"Guys, don't keep frowning and disturbing the atmosphere! Don't we encounter fewer dangers? No matter what kind of existence it is and how powerful it is!" Oakes broke the silence, and raised a wine glass to the little brother of the Snake Sect , "Roy won a game and finally survived, isn't it worth celebrating?"

"Shouldn't you toast the winner?"

Hearing the words, several people exhaled, stretched their sad faces, raised their cups,

"And me!" Carl excitedly stood on tiptoe, holding up the glass of blueberry juice.

"Meow—" Gorffin Black Cat got out of the hood, poked his nose and meowed.

With six cups, one paw lightly bumped, the crystal clear wine splashed, the aroma of wine and fruit overflowed, and the depression in everyone's hearts was swept away.

"The matter in the castle ends here." Lei Suo pondered, "Now that Ariane wakes up, Madam Louisa should also fulfill her promise to release the members of the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe and give compensation."

"It's being done." Roy explained, "Probably there will be news tomorrow afternoon. We should start after we can't stay for a few days... My injury has healed, so there is no need to delay."

He was also very curious about how Baron and Louisa, the noble nobles, would compensate the civilians wronged by him.

Because of their selfishness and stupidity, the reassembled Sea Scorpions fell apart, losing two members forever, Corinth the Flamebreather and Amos the Gwent Showrunner.

How should this account be calculated?

The dark gold's pupils flashed coldly, maybe he could still make a move.

……

After the small gathering in the tavern, the four demon hunters headed by Frius escorted the boy Karl away.

How boring is the witcher?Especially the old men like Lesso and the Oakes brothers who are over half a century old, training apprentices is a great pleasure for them.

So they volunteered to help the rookie mentor, the cat sent the witcher Phlius to train the apprentices.

During this time, the four big men have been taking turns training the thin boy.

Roy used to be under the oppression of Lei Suo, and carried out abnormal training in the dark, squeezing out all the potential of his body.

He still remembers the torment and sourness.But after a year of training, the foundation of the young witcher is quite solid, and he is even able to stand alone in some aspects.

The three leaders of the Snake faction almost let him go, and more often he took the initiative to ask for advice.

Now, the suffering he has endured is doubled on Karl, and the thin boy has to face four life mentors. What kind of tragedy will it be?

Roy couldn't help mourning for Carl for 3 minutes. He went to the stable behind the tavern with a snickering smile, added some peas to the brown horse Werth, patted his shiny mane, and took it out of the hood again, because he licked a few Golfin Black Cat, who started shaking his head and meowing while dripping with spirits, held him in his arms and stroked him.

Although their feelings have been somewhat neglected these days, these two little guys have always been extremely loyal to the witcher.

Doesn't require much company, but always returns with kindness and kindness.

After playing with his two little friends for a while, Roy sat on the haystack in the stable, took out a cowhide notebook, and began to record all the information about this trip to the Barony, the ins and outs of the whole case, and the negligence during the investigation , the pros and cons of the various choices made, the mistakes made in the maze and the ghost battle, and the improvement of Gunter Odim's personal information,

"October 1261, 10, in the Baron of La Valette, Ariane broke Louisa's adulterous relationship with King Foltest, and was hit hard by the trick of the mirror master, falling into a dream In... Gaunt O'Dim, suspected—"

"Demons? Gods?"

"Almost omnipotent..."

"In terms of 'harvesting souls', they are strictly bound by the contract... In other places, they have a certain degree of freedom of action... For example, killing people on a whim..."

He included this guy in the category of remnants, and his strength ranked ahead of the ruler of high-level vampires and the shadow elder.