God-level Demon Hunter

In comparison, the younger generation of the Wolf faction is like a pool of stagnant water, following the rules, but it is difficult to make any breakthroughs.

"Roy, you are only 15 years old, why did you come up with such a bold idea, the Witcher Brotherhood, it's unheard of."

Roy looked at the old man's encouraging eyes, pursed his lips,

"As a demon hunter, I recognize my identity, but I don't like the dead atmosphere, and I don't like the attitude of the people who are deceived by fabricated lies and hostile to us for no reason. These are all terrible!"

"I... our Snake faction want to change all this, and we are working hard for it!"

"Courageous boy... Could it be that people with prophetic abilities are born with lofty ideals and ambitions that are different from ordinary people?" Lambert said dryly. In fact, he was a little moved just now. As a wolf The youngest one in the party, the blood in his chest has not yet drained, but the start-up organization means responsibilities and countless chores, he is still young, and he has not played enough.

"Boy, listen to your words and look at your attitude. Why do I feel that you are like a prince depicted in poems and dramas who wants to restore the country."

"My words are crazy, but I'm not crazy. Restoring the country and overthrowing the kingdom's rule is unrealistic!" Roy shook his head. "The demon hunters only need to unite and strive for a small and pitiful living space."

"No longer like street rats, being hated and discriminated against by the people!"

"Walk under the sun, have the same rights as other organizations, and develop, continue, and grow healthily!"

It was the first time to hear such bold words, and everyone in the wolf faction couldn't help but cheer up.

……

"So, Vesemir, Geralt, Escal, Lambert, what do you think?" Roy said hopefully, drawing the blueprint,

"It's not just a simple mutual aid agreement, the snake faction and the wolf faction, including the cat faction in Nuocheng! We unite, build a base, share knowledge, and open alchemy formulas, equipment blueprints, sword skills, and seals to all members..."

"Look for traces of demon hunters from other schools!"

"Invite familiar warlocks to become resident mages in the new base, improve the formula, and increase the survival rate of the grass trial!"

"Extract the essence from the glorious traditions of various university schools, and summarize the most complete apprenticeship training program."

"Wait..." Vesemir interrupted, "Did you mention cat pie?"

"That's right, the Snake School made friends with two Cat School friends not long ago. The rational school in the Cat School is definitely not a cruel and bloodthirsty lunatic. They have agreed to join the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters!"

Serrit covered her face.

He didn't recall that Vulture and Kayan had agreed to it.

But, probably not against it?

Geralt was most surprised in his heart, he always thought Roy's idea was too naive and unrealistic.

But Sintra had only been separated for more than half a year, and he was able to fool two cat-pie demon hunters.

Do lunatics and lunatics easily get together?

But the facts were in front of him, and he paid more attention to it.

……

"Sorry, Roy, the matter is very important. We have to think carefully about the demon hunter... er... brotherhood." Vesemir and the three companions exchanged glances, "Before everyone leaves, I will definitely give Answer."

Roy pouted rather dissatisfied.

What is before you leave.

He saw perfunctory from the faces of the four of them.

This is far from his expected goal.

But on second thought, it is also true that the Wolf faction has maintained a neutral tradition and a passive attitude for hundreds of years.

How could he change his position just because of his words.

The dark golden pupils are shining brightly.

Roy secretly made up his mind.

The wolf faction is perfunctory and unwilling to change.

Then I will give a reason to change, forcing them to change!

"After the wolf faction blueprint, everyone should know that I have some kind of..."

"Boy, don't show off, I already know that you are a 'prophet'." Lambert sneered and joked,

Roy suddenly stared at Lambert without blinking until the latter suppressed his smile in embarrassment.

"Roy, you have fully proved your special talent." Geralt nodded.

"To tell you the truth, there is another important reason why I made this suggestion abruptly today." Roy said slowly, his eyes swept over the four wolf factions one by one.

Pity and pity flashed in his eyes.

Everyone in the wolf faction frowned, with an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Did this guy get another revelation?

"I see a future full of despair!"

"Ten years from now, there will be enemies more terrifying than the thugs and mages who once attacked Kaer Morhen!"

"The ending is more bloody and cruel than the Demon Hunter Tournament!"

"If you don't seek change and unite with other forces, your homeland and the fortress of the wolf faction will all be wiped out!"

"And only the witcher can save the witcher!"

"If you don't unite, you will die!"

Although Luo had already killed the leader of the Salamander Gang, Aza Javid, who knew if another organization would conspire to mutate the formula.

What's more, the enemies of the wolf faction, the ghost knight soaring into the sky, the Ain El elf from the alien plane, and the powerful and mysterious mage Wilfogorz are still hiding somewhere, plotting plots.

Geralt, Escal, and Lambert all turned ugly.

"Are you sure, there is something worth plotting in this ruined castle?"

"I only see that the invaders are strong, comparable to an army."

Vesemir lowered his head with a complicated expression.

There was a dead silence in the hall.

The blueprint for the wolf faction, the addition of the cat faction, Kaer Morhen's tragic future.

Three-pronged approach.

If you still can't impress Kaer Morhen The Four Musketeers...

"Roy, thank you for your reminder." Vesemir took a deep breath. "Actually, I support your idea. If I were 50 years younger, I would definitely join you in your career."

"But now, this old bone really can't stand too much trouble... If the day you predicted comes." The old man turned his face and looked at the decaying fortress affectionately, "I will accompany it to the last moment .”

"Vesemir, no matter what, the Snake faction stands with Kaer Morhen as an ally." Letho emphasized.

The old man stood up gratefully and apologetically, "I'm dizzy from exhaustion now, I'm going to rest first, and I'll ask Geralt and the three guys about the fraternity. They're still young."

Geralt glanced at the pointed mentor, then glanced at Lambert Escal,

"Roy, you have given us a century-old problem. We need to discuss it internally and let you know the result."

Chapter 12 Summoning Evil Spirits

After dinner that day, all the lively and cheerful after-dinner activities in the past were cancelled.

Wolf faction scattered all.

Lesso and the Oaks brothers returned to the room with the blueprints of the Wolf School, ready to reproduce them all.

But Roy seemed to have offended everyone and stayed alone in the hall.

Reluctantly, he returned to the bedroom alone.

"Huh...Gorfin, did I go too far and be too eager for success?" Roy rubbed the duck's furry head, hesitantly, maybe he should listen to Lei Suo's advice.

A simple mutual aid agreement with Kaer Morhen is sufficient.

"Ga... ga..." The long flat mouth pecked at the master's palm comfortingly, and the flippers stood on his knees, spinning around the furry and chubby body like dancing.

"Haha, you support me, right. Good girl, with your support, I won't give up!"

The dark golden pupils looked at the scattered stars in the night sky through the bars, and Roy's face became firm again, "When they think it over, if they still don't agree, then I will persuade them one by one."

Roy still has a lot of future information, about the four members of the wolf faction, but he didn't have time to use it.

……

After making the decision, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought about it.

Under the flickering candlelight, in the tower of Kaer Morhen, the young man sitting quietly on the wooden bed suddenly disappeared strangely.

Roy felt his eyes go dark, and the surroundings changed. He had been teleported from Kaer Morhen to the narrow cave where he killed the demon spirit during the day.

In the middle of the cold winter night, everything is quiet, the tunnel is dark, and the dim stars in the sky are unwilling to look down on some brilliance.

The cold wind blew from outside the cave entrance, Roy rubbed his cheeks, and fixed the torch between the twined vines on the mountain wall.

Pick up Guvithel as the teleportation coordinate, and put Golfin Little Yellow Duck beside you.

Meditate in place and enter meditation, recovering the mana consumed by fighting and teleportation during the day.

two hours later.

A dark golden light flashed in the dim cave.

The demon hunter, who had recovered to perfection, waved his hand, and a lifelike stone sculpture in the shape of a cat appeared in the center of the empty cave. It was not inferior in size to a leopard, and a pair of black jewel-like eyes shone with a strange light.

As if it would come alive anytime.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a clear, high-pitched neigh exploded in the cave.

Gorphin Griffon, who had been distorted, lay obediently at the feet of the demon hunter, staring at the statue as if facing a formidable enemy, and screaming excitedly.

"Don't be afraid, it's fake, fake!"

"Roar?"

Roy patted the pet's fluffy neck, stared at its huge size, and looked relieved.

After being recuperated according to the schedule of Niubao scholar Linus Peet, Golfin has been in a state of rapid development, and now his body size is no less than that of an adult male lion.

The gray mane around the neck was thick and shiny, and the divine horse's wings stretched more than two meters. The hind paws were like dark sickles, and the long beak was sharp and shiny.

Under the warm yellow fur, the body presents a beautiful streamlined shape, with faint muscle bulges.

Unknowingly, this little beast with the head of a eagle and the body of a lion has a little more demeanor of an apex predator.

"Okay, you go out and play!"

With his left hand, the witcher stroked the lion's mane between its neck to the tip of its furball-like tail.

Then whistled.

The Griffin's whole body trembled, and as soon as it rubbed its head against his thigh, it flapped its wings and flew out of the cave, into the snowy night, screaming joyfully.

Start routine hunting.

……

"Zizzi..."

The demon hunter sprinkled pale dust around the cat spirit stone carving, which was made up of a large amount of evil spirit essence and evil spirit dust.

He didn't accumulate enough weight until he finished dealing with several demon spirits in the old fort during the day.

A pale hexagram circle was gradually outlined on the ground.

According to the dictation of the dead warlock Matteo, it is a ritual to summon evil spirits.

The space between the circle and the hexagram is filled with distorted ancient language runes like tadpoles.

"Shh-"

Guwahir cut a shallow layer of skin.

Blood dripped down the magic circle from the demon hunter's fingertips.

Warm blood seeped into a circle of pale lines, and the magic circle was dyed bright red.