God-level Demon Hunter

The old spearhead let out a mournful howl, and then stood still in place again.

Its hands and feet are like battering rams that have been in disrepair for a long time, and it is sluggishly and heavily waving in front of it. The strong wind whips up mud and leaves on the affected ground, turning it into potholes.

But the toxin has penetrated deep into the internal organs, and the vitality has dropped to freezing point.

With little power left, he could never touch the ghostly demon hunter.

Under the continuous sharp seal and silver sword.

The movements are getting slower and slower, and the expression is getting more and more tired.

"Shh-"

At one point, the witcher leaped over his flailing arms like a big cat.

Stunned!

In an instant, countless scarlet tentacles emerged from the quagmire of void.

Tightly bind the blood-stained dull body.

Wrap it into a giant cocoon.

It can't move a finger!

Roy held Arondette diagonally with both hands, pulled it horizontally, and at the same time sprinted to the side, piercing from the left side of the old spearhead to the right side.

The sharp blade sliced ​​open its riddled, almost roasted belly skin like tofu, and pulled out a huge gap horizontally.

"Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Heavy objects fall continuously.

The stinky blood and viscera surged out like a river breaking its embankment, submerging the soil in front of the giant.

It suddenly trembled all over.

His feet softened and he fell to his knees.

Like a ship sinking into the ocean.

The last fuzzy scene in the single eye is a demon hunter with dark golden pupils, with a chilling expression, holding the silver sword high!

"Kill Cyclops, experience +400, Demon Hunter Lv7 (5450/4500)."

"Huhu..." Roy took a deep breath, pulled out the blood-stained silver sword from the giant's chest, and looked around.

All the companions present were drenched in sweat, their faces were tired, but their eyes were filled with relief.

"This thing is dead?" Lambert took a step forward, stepping on the huge creature that fell to the ground exuding the smell of barbecue, blood, and the stench of the sky.

"That's right, Lambert...It turns out that Lei Suo's tetrodotoxin is very effective, especially against giants." Escal wiped the hot sweat on his face, with a hint of regret in his tone, "From now on, There is no Old Spearhead in Kaer Morhen anymore."

"If the old man knew about this, what would his attitude be?"

"Vesemir is thinking about a serious problem, and he's making some kind of important decision. I can see that it's best not to disturb him." Geralt shook his head.

"Man, I promised that I would find a way to help you solve this thing. How about it, did I not break my promise?" Roy stretched out his hand towards Lambert, who gave him a high-five with excitement.

"Good boy, you mean what you say, it seems that Novigrad must not go!" As he spoke, Lambert walked up to the corpse of the old spearhead, and spat at its unrecognizable head, "Bastard , This mouthful is for Wardhe!"

……

Next, came the harvest time that everyone loved.

Seven witchers work together to dissect the Cyclops.

The one-eyed monster stands at the top of the ogre category, and its combat power and rarity are not much inferior to an ordinary green dragon.

This means that every part of it is of great value.

"Puff——" Serrit cut off the dirt-covered, stench-smelling, but extremely tough piece of skin with the Snake Pie Silver Sword, "It's a pity that the tatters are all holes, otherwise at least four or five sets can be made. armor."

"This is much stronger than Dragon Leather (Dragon Leather)!"

"You can make a set by patching together." Oakes sweated profusely, separated a piece of fingernail, put it on his chest and gestured, "Well, it's almost like a small arm shield."

The other guys were also very busy.

Letho was slicing open the Cyclops' ribs, searching for his internal organs.

Simultaneously screen out the parts contaminated by toxins.

Escal cuts through its cervical spine with a handsaw to collect spinal fluid.

Geralt was trying to find a way to open its hard skull, to find the mutagenic substance hidden in the brain of this big guy.

Lambert took a steel sword to separate the thick and tough eyelids, and tried to find a way to take out the one-eyed eye that was bigger than an ordinary head.

"The eyes of the one-eyed monster are definitely the essence of the whole body. Several ancient and rare formulas need to use it."

And Roy, with his hands crossed over his chest, glanced at the behemoth.

His face was solemn.

"Why are you so dumb, why don't you come over to help?" Lambert yelled dissatisfied.

"Cyclops'..."

"What?" Oakes probed curiously.

"Wow, it's really amazing!"

"of course."

Can sell for a lot of price.

A gleam flashed in Roy's eyes.

I also thought of my old friend in Niubao, Linus Pete.

"Maybe he can introduce a big client and sell the Cyclops' big cow and skeleton specimen for a good price. It's a pity that the skeleton is too big to handle, and it won't fit in the space after cutting it."

This idea can only be given up temporarily.

The seven people worked together for more than an hour.

As the moon rises, the water surface is shrouded in mist and shimmers with silver light, and the wooden boat returns with a full load.

It must be mentioned that Geralt pulled out a huge spherical growth from the Cyclops, equivalent to a large green mutation inducer, which undoubtedly meets the requirements of an intermediate witcher mutant.

Although contaminated with tetrodotoxin, Roy took it in his pocket without any care.

It is only one step away from being an intermediate demon hunter.

Chapter 24 Soar to the skies!

After staying in Kaer Morhen for less than a week, Roy has already achieved [-]% of the goals on the schedule.

Learn the Heriotrope seal, find all the blueprints of the wolf faction, verify the evil spirit summoning ceremony, make friends with three honest trolls, visit the ring of elements and have a face-to-face meeting with the fire troll, and give the lazy old spearhead an end .

After a series of battles, the ten mutant properties requested by the intermediate-level demon hunter have been collected, and they lie quietly in the space.

The most important thing is that he got three "old acquaintances".

The only thing left is the recipe for the wolf pie green grass decoction.

But he was not in a hurry, waiting for the wolf faction to return to Nuo City together, there would be plenty of opportunities.

……

Roy originally wanted to return as soon as possible, but was rejected by the wolf faction unanimously, and they asked to stay for a full month.

After waiting for such a long time, I don't care about the extra month, just treat it as a vacation.

Then life became much more regular.

Every morning at five or six o'clock, Roy wakes up from meditation, and goes to the training ground to practice swordsmanship without hesitation.

In the beginning, Escal was the only partner for training, but other demon hunters also joined in later.

Snake faction, wolf faction, six big men.

Let's carry out inhumane mixed ravages on young juniors together.

Even if Roy puts forward some advanced ideas, he has imagination and the courage to change.At this stage, compared to his seniors in their [-]s and [-]s, he is not hot enough in many places!

"Boy, hurry up! Sloths can hide faster than you!"

"Where did the strength go? The soft-handed and soft-footed, could it be that he had a dream all night long?! Young people must know how to control themselves!"

Lambert is the one who abuses the happiest every time, doing his best to ridicule and take advantage of his words.

He finally regained a little confidence in his swordsmanship.

Literal swords are sharper than silver swords!

But Roy ignored his poisonous tongue, the roar of the weak was nothing but impotent rage.

When he surpasses Lambert, it will definitely make this guy "comfortable"!

Geralt, Leto and the others will also appear on the stage to practice duels.

There seems to be a difference in the attributes and combat experience of the two sides, and the swordsmanship competition can be said to be equal to each other.

Let Roy enjoy watching it.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Oakes's snake-style twin swords are the most powerful, and Geralt's pleasing sword dance is comparable to Leto's.

Then Serrit and Escal.

lambert.

Nobodies came last.

As for old man Vesemir, he left Kaer Morhen with a radiant face more than half a month ago.

……

In short, Roy can feel that his swordsmanship is improving bit by bit every day through a lot of observation experience and actual combat practice.

The feeling of sweating and getting promoted is intoxicating!

His swordsmanship has only been practiced for a year, and he is still in the initial stage. He has not formed his own style, or mastered several sharp tricks, but under the careful guidance of so many swordsmanship masters, he will one day find a sword that suits him well. path of!

……

In addition to swordsmanship, the Wolf School and the Snake School also customized some other courses for the newcomer, which were also completed in the morning.

This class combines the best traditions of Kaer Morhen, which Lambert called "The Iron Glove".

Roy was asked to walk blindfolded on the plum blossom piles in the corner, avoiding the pendulum coming from all directions at high speed, so as to exercise balance, reaction speed and endurance.

Roy still had vivid memories of the plum blossom piles. Sintra spent a lot of time on the piles at that time, but it was the first time he was blindfolded.

Now perception and agility attributes are not his forte.

So Roy suffered enough at the beginning of practicing "Iron Gloves".

Every time I was hit by the pendulum, my whole body was bruised and bruised.

However, relying on the "activation" healing after a daily round of meditation, he can always recover in time the next day, devote himself to training, and no longer need the ancestral massage skills of the Snake School.

……

After heavy physical exercise.

After lunch, the first half of the theoretical knowledge class began.

A member of the Snake Sect or the Wolf Sect will send a member to guide the youngest member, using the rich collection of books in the castle as teaching materials: "New Species After the Confluence of the Earth and the Earth", "Dangerous Animals", "The Mystery of Alchemy", "On Biology" ", "Introduction to Herbal Medicine"... Combined with my own various experiences.

The knowledge related to monsters, the value of organs, and the medicinal properties of herbs are explained in detail.

"Fox demon, an imported creature after the celestial sphere converged..."

In the library filled with bookshelves, Geralt wrote on a mottled wall with a piece of charcoal, and at the same time rushed down to the honorary member of the wolf faction sitting on the bench to explain in a low voice,

"It has similar abilities to shapeshifters, and can transform forms, but it is limited to three types, human form, fox form, and half-human half-fox."

As Roy listened, a look of novelty appeared in his eyes. He didn't remember that such a thing existed in the wizarding world, and he didn't have the slightest impression.

But he was right, this dark world was wider and more complicated than what he had seen before.

"The way they reproduce is very special. They will abduct children and transform them into new fox demons..." Geralt paused, and his dark cat eyes glanced at Roy meaningfully, "Because of this, they often Some parents will use fox demons to frighten disobedient children."

"It's a bit similar to a boy hunter," Roy pretended not to understand, "You know, a boy hunter, before I passed the green grass trial, I killed a child under a hornbeam tree hole in Edsberg. One end, its vomit works better than anti-magic metal."