God-level Demon Hunter

"Okay, Lambert, enough cursing, one more swear word, and sew your mouth shut." Aiden folded his hands around his chest, wrinkles appeared on his forehead, his pupils shrank, and his cheeks flushed by alcohol stimulated him with a serious look. "Back to the point, you left Kaer Morhen early this time, came to Traitorg to wait for me, and delayed my commission from a ghoul. What's the problem?"

"Need brother to help, just ask."

"What I'm waiting for is your words, but buddy, it's not me who needs help, but you." Lambert stared at Aiden quietly, with undisguised concern on his face.

Aiden shook his head puzzled, "Lambert, how did you learn the way the bard pretended to be profound, be direct!"

"According to an absolutely trustworthy colleague who gained the ability to predict after a mutation... You, Aiden of the cat school, will encounter a fatal crisis in the next few years." Lambert shrugged Shrugging his shoulders, "Who told you that you have a good brother named Lambert, he can't bear to see you die in vain. This time, I deliberately spent a lot of time and traveled thousands of miles to Tritog to save your life!"

"Predictive ability? Colleague... demon hunter..." Aiden's cheek muscles twitched, and he glanced at his friend with a strange expression, as if he was looking at a lunatic.

"Let me show you the way." Lambert immediately revealed what Roy had prophesied to him—the duke, the daughter, the nobles entrusted by ogres, manipulating political schemes, and hating cat-sent demon hunters...

Aiden was careless at first, thinking that his friend was joking with him since he was suffering from a serious illness, but as he listened, his expression changed and became more serious.After listening, he put his hands on his chin and remained silent for a long time.

"It's well described," Aiden said. "With your straight brain circuit, you definitely can't make up such a twisted story."

"I said it's true!"

"Well, let me assume that you are telling the truth...I can assure you that I will not accept any commission involving ogres in the future." Aiden took a deep breath, and the meeting between him and Lambert was a big deal. Noisy, in fact, they are brothers and trust each other, "Can you tell me the name of that prophet? Eskar, Geralt, Vesemir?"

"Dude, he is a new honorary member of the Wolf faction," Lambert flashed a ray of regret, and then a ray of admiration flowed, "Another young genius Roy of the Snake faction, the hope of the revival of the Snake faction! No, to be more precise, it is the hope of revival of the entire witcher!"

"Under his guidance, we united with the Wolf faction and the Cat faction, settled down in Novigradian's house, and established the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters!" Lambert noticed the horror in the other party's eyes, and his face was even more triumphant, pushing away the high foot stools, swaggering round the empty tavern hall,

And Aiden's brain seemed to have lost the ability to command, and his expression was stuck in place with a stiff expression.

He simply didn't believe that demon hunters of different schools could get together in peace.

It's like forcing a lion and a tiger into a cage.

"You heard me right, the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters has established an orphanage in Nuocheng and started training apprentices! But at present, there are only nine professional demon hunters including me, and we still need a lot of manpower... ..." Lambert looked at his friend with deep eyes.

"And you are a good choice... We will help you resolve future crises, do you consider..."

"Wait, speak slowly, who are the snake pie, cat pie...?"

"Lesso, Oakes, Serrit, Roy from the Snake School, Kayan and Fliers from the Cat School... how about it, have you heard of it?"

Aiden wiggled his hips restlessly.

He had no recollection of the snake hunters who had been haunting the south.

But the cat faction...these two guys are seniors who belonged to the rational faction decades ago.

Keyan, who had been missing for many years, unexpectedly joined the Brotherhood.

Vultures have always been very active.

"Lambert, let me ask you formally, three different sects established the so-called Brotherhood of Demon Hunters in Nordic City? How is this possible, with different philosophies and even opposite tempers!" Aiden began to twist Move your neck.

Lambert is very clear that when he makes this kind of action, then he is going to do it for real.

Absolutely no jokes.

"But we have a common goal!" Lambert said firmly, "I swear by our friendship... if there is a lie, I will automatically go away and never bother you again!"

He exaggerated more and more,

"In the beginning, I was as skeptical as you are. The combination of demon hunters is absolutely nonsense!"

"But when I saw that kid, Roy of the Snake School, he was simply a miracle worker... His mouth seemed to be plated with gold, and his pupils seemed to be solidified with persuasion skills."

"He changed my mind... As for why he didn't come to see you in person?"

"Every member of the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters gets along equally and performs their duties... He is currently recruiting a warlock to find a resident mage for the Brotherhood!"

"Also, that sorceress has an affair with him, it's basically a sure thing!"

Aiden rubbed his face, and picked up the two glasses from the wine table, trying to moisten his dry tongue, but it was empty.

His chest felt hot.

……

"You're older than me, Aiden, you've heard of the tragedy that happened at the Demon Hunter Tournament." Lambert continued almost filled with righteous indignation, "Those superiors regard the Demon Hunter as a threat...sowing discord, It is a vain attempt to completely eliminate the so-called 'mutants'!"

"A long time ago, warlocks with ulterior motives coveted mutation formulas and magic tomes, and also destroyed Kaer Morhen and Kael Sirens."

"In the future, those old-school demon hunters who wander alone and are stubborn will all become extinct—"

"Because we are single and weak, we can't stand alone! But after the Wolf faction, Snake faction, and Cat faction unite, we have received the respect we deserve in Nuocheng, and no one dares to give us supercilious looks and contempt!"

"No one dares to underestimate us anymore, and no one can hurt us!"

"Aiden, my brother, come with me to Nuocheng, I will not force you to join the fraternity." Lambert's amber eyes flashed with sincerity, and he stretched out his hand towards his best friend, "You can regard it as a wonderful event." Visits and trips, inspecting our orphanages, pharmacies, and laboratories."

"Communicate with eight people of the same kind."

"Witness the miracle in my mouth before making the final decision!"

Aiden's expression changed, and he was quiet for a while,

"Damn, who called you a brother!"

Suddenly, two hands clenched in mid-air!

……

at the same time.

South of Tretorg, in a field around Oxenfurt.

Shaded by lush willows and raised boulders, stands the remains of an ancient palace.

The tall pillars form a circle, and the mottled rock walls baptized by the vicissitudes of life are covered with emerald green geraniums and snake vines.

In the palace, the uneven gravel forms a downward staircase, leading to the deep and dark passage—the main body of the palace that has long been buried deep underground.

The intense cracking sound shattered the silence.

Three figures fight in the passage.

The scarlet vertical pupils and the amber cat pupils flickered in the dark.

Geralt and Kayan held their silver swords and frantically circled a humanoid creature in the middle of the clearing.

The surrounded creature has an ugly bat-like head, a flat and disgusting face, and a mouth full of jagged fangs. The blood-red eyes are full of violence and madness, and there are a pair of backward-curved pocket horns growing on both sides of the head.

The bald and warty body is covered with gray-black hard horniness, as if wearing a solid cowhide armor. The dark nails on the limbs are not long, but they are as hard as steel, which can easily tear the flesh and blood into pieces!

"boom!"

The demon hunter who was circling frantically stopped suddenly, and stood facing each other across the monster in the middle.

Geralt outlined the blue triangle charm with the five fingers of his left hand, and pushed an Ald towards the batwing demon's chest!

The monster was accumulating power with its reversing feet, jumped in mid-air, and rushed towards him from five meters away, but unexpectedly, the strong air current propelled by the magic power exploded in front of its chest.

The whole body was thrown back violently.

It staggered to the ground, dust flew from the damaged floor, and a white line was pulled out of the soil by its claws.

Red light cruising in the dark.

Kayan with black veins all over his face appeared behind it like a ghost.

"Shh-"

The snow-bright silver sword drew a straight line like lightning, piercing the back of the batwing demon's neck with precision.

"Pfft..."

Blood spattered on the witcher and was bounced off by the light yellow Quen's shield.

Kaiyan drew his sword without hesitation and retreated quickly, leaning against the dark wall.

"Roar!"

The bat-winged demon howled angrily, its bloody mouth almost reaching to the base of its ears, and its red tongue was beating in its mouth.

It let go of Geralt, turned around quickly, pressed its two recurved thighs to the ground, and jumped.

The ferocious black shadow flitted across the air, making a strange whistling sound, wrapped in a fishy smell, and rushed towards Kaiyan with bared teeth.

The Maopai demon hunter who had retreated to the cave wall was already ready to meet him, and quickly rolled on the ground.

It jumped into the air, its sturdy body slammed into the wall, and it still vented out of control, crackling and scratching.

The powerful impact and the sharp claws actually dug a big hole in the wall, and the broken stones rolled to the ground.

"boom!"

Alder mercilessly struck the batwing's bent back.

It is built into the wall.

Exposing the weakness behind him, he strenuously supported Shi Zi'er, trying to escape.

"Shua—" Geralt quickly drew a semicircle in the air with the light of the sword in his hand.

With force through his fingertips, half of the silver sword pierced the back of the Batwing Demon's head.

Kayan followed, and Coldblade sent into the same position.

"Pfft..."

The black blood turned a corner in mid-air like a fountain, staining the ground, with a heavy plop.

The batwing demon fell back heavily on the ground with the two "long horns" on its head. The scarlet pupils spread, and the mouth full of densely broken teeth opened and closed nervously.

"Crack, click..."

"Huh... buddy, you're good at it!"

"You're not bad either!"

Geralt breathed a sigh of relief, gave Kyan a high-five, squatted down and began to dissect skillfully.

"The mutant of the Batwing Demon, maybe that kid Karl can use it!"

"Don't let go of the internal organs and skin. It's time. Make some prodrugs and prepare them for those children in advance." Kaiyan untied the short blade from his belt and cut open the batwing demon's tough belly.

"Swish" after the sound of cutting.

After a while, leaving behind the mutilated body that was half missing, the two cleaned up the blood, lit the torch, and continued to go deep into the tunnel.

After walking straight for less than a minute, they found a bone outside a dilapidated portal, and found the target item of this trip, the cat pie silver sword blueprint, and a gift "Professor Sigsmond Glogg's Notebook" ".

Keyan was holding a mottled notebook, and on his face covered with scars, his expression suddenly became frustrated and self-blaming.

He handed the notebook to Geralt, as if expecting a reprimand.

"Dude, what's the matter with you?" Geralt asked. After being together for more than a month, he rarely saw this strong-willed brother who survived 30 years of "prison life", and the gentle and amiable red-eyed teacher in the eyes of the children. , revealing this weak posture.

Kaiyan shook his head, and glanced at the notebook, "You will know after reading it, I used to be greedy for profit and made a big mistake."

White Wolf stopped talking. After spending a while, he finally read the entire diary and figured out the ins and outs.

The owner of this corpse is a member of the Oxenfurt archaeological team. Decades ago, under the sponsorship of Prince Adrian, the last heir of the Sea Cat Dynasty, they came to the ruins of Etaiye to investigate and look for Mag. Legendary Treasure of King Rolle.

And the cat demon hunter Kaiyan is the bodyguard hired by the prince for them, but he is actually carrying the secret mission assigned by the prince-to collect and bring back the equipment blueprints.

During the archaeological process, the scholars of Oxenfurt made a major discovery, and found the blueprint of the cat school in the elf arsenal, and Keyan asked them to hand over the blueprint according to the prince's order.

The entire archaeological team rejected this request, insisting that all results should be shared with Oxenfurt University.

Then, in order to fulfill Prince Adrian's entrustment, Kayan ruthlessly killed most of the members of the archaeological team and took away the blueprints.

Strictly abide by the consistent style of the vast majority of members of the cat faction-killing people and completing commissions is a matter of course.

In the dark secret room, the man was talking to himself in a hoarse voice.

"There is no doubt that I made a huge mistake," Kaiyan squatted down, looking at the yellowed bones, his face was stunned, "I was locked up in the laboratory under the temple island and suffered cruel torture, it was God's punishment .I reflected on it in the dark for a long, long time...then the enemies were all dead, and I thought I had let go."

"To see this innocent person dying because of me...I realize that I owe them a debt."

Geralt was silent for a long time, then he suddenly pushed his shoulder and interrupted, "Brother, it's normal to regret, especially for us demon hunters. But there is an old saying that goes beyond debt."

"Everyone makes mistakes and takes on debts... But some mistakes are never made up, and some debts are never repaid."

The white wolf's pupils flickered with memories.

"Since fate allows us to live, let's live well and look forward!"

"In the past, you were covered in blood and killed innocent people by mistake. You feel guilty."

"Then save more innocent people now, such as the group of homeless children in Gawain House, raise them well and teach them, if doing so can make you feel better."