God-level Demon Hunter

Everyone is looking forward to the grass trial of the first apprentice Karl.

Chapter 30 Lightning and Darkness

The bustling streets of Novigrad are known all over the world.

Wearing a red-hot long dress, the radiant Rita Nieder and the cat sent the witcher shuttled between the herbal shop and the alchemy shop in Nuocheng, buying alchemy materials in large quantities to prepare for the upcoming grass trial of the little apprentice.

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On the other side, Vesemir and Geralt, who knew a little about the grass trial, were guarding the laboratory under the temple island early, adjusting and maintaining the experimental facilities, ensuring their normal operation, and ensuring that the trial was foolproof.

Except for the time spent with the Countess Minole, this was the second time that the old man had a feeling of anticipation.

And Geralt's heart was pounding. After breaking up with Yennefer, he hadn't been so nervous for a long time.

They have not witnessed the birth of new apprentices for more than 30 years, and they are waiting for the day when the miracle will come.

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Lesso and the Oakes brothers went back and forth between the market and the blacksmith shop in the city, setting up a furnace and an alchemy platform for Gawain House.

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Escal and Kayan, two stable men, stayed at the school and accompanied the children to read and write.

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As for the remaining demon hunters, Roy, Lambert, and Aiden—

On the other side of the hustle and bustle of the bright world, the sewers of Nuocheng is another vibrant underground kingdom.

Dark corridor.

The footsteps of "dada" crossed the stinky ditch with dirty water, wet and sticky moss, stinking household garbage, and the remains of various small animals and unknown creatures.

Three figures walked side by side in the darkness, amber, dark gold and silver gray, and scarlet pupils, like the ethereal will-o'-the-wisps in the cemetery.

Unpredictable.

It was not quiet in the tunnel.

Ugly toads with skin covered in lumps and mucus croaked in the corner, gray-haired mice the size of a human head chirped and flew in the pipes extending in all directions... and sneaky shadows whispered loudly and secretly in the deeper darkness.

At a certain moment, the sound of footsteps stopped abruptly.

Roy's body was slightly bent against the wall, and the dark blood vessels on his tense face squirmed gently.

In the demon hunter's senses, a bloody ribbon floated from the hole in front.

He moved his nose.

The fishy smell of aquatic plants and the stench of swollen floating corpses quickly became stronger.

Silver-gray pupils glanced at the two people beside them.

"Shh-"

A flash of silvery lightning flashed through the darkness.

The two silver swords were unsheathed at the same time. The demon hunter held the blade horizontally in front of his body with one hand, and quickly drew a triangle charm with five fingers of the other hand.

Golden light enveloped the three of them.

Almost at the same time, a water ghost with blue-black light shining all over its body poked its head out.

The bulging eyeballs of a jaundiced patient rolled around, and it saw three prey.

"Tick tock."

The blood basin grinned to the base of the ears, and sticky saliva dripped down the jagged sharp teeth.

"Whoosh-"

A sharp and short bowstring vibration suddenly erupted in the sewer.

A cloud of blood burst out from the water ghost's forehead.

The slender crossbow exploded with unimaginable impact, like a battering ram, sending its entire body flying backwards.

"Pfft..."

The water ghost hung heavily on the wall, and rolled down into the dirty stinking ditch together with a few broken wall bricks.

There was a terrifying big hole in his forehead, and brains flowed out along the collapsed and broken bone hole, staining the ground red.

"Crackling!"

There was a sudden change, and the dense water ghosts screamed and rushed out of the corner.

The witcher went forward in three directions.

Lambert made a straight stab at the water ghost, the silver sword pierced through the neck obliquely, and the blade swung lightly sideways, cutting off half of the other water ghost's head.

Blood spattered, and the witcher's face was full of excitement.

Aiden stepped into the group of water ghosts, and the silver sword in his hand appeared like ghosts. When the sword light shined, an extra corpse appeared.

Either the eyes were pierced, or the cervical spine or jaw was stabbed.

Vulnerable everywhere.

His movements were too fast, the sword light stayed in the air, and for a moment, it seemed that two afterimages were shooting out the sword at the same time.

Roy jumped and jumped into the middle of the water ghost.

Turning with the left foot as the center of gravity, the muscles of the whole body are bursting under the light armor.

The black blood vessels on his face squirmed ferociously.

The power surges from the waist combined with the strength of the arms.

Penetrating into Arondette, drawing a dark red half-moon along the middle.

"Shh-"

The sharp blade cut through the flesh like tofu.

"Crash..."

Steaming blood and intestines fell all over the floor.

The three-headed water ghost was cut in half.

Howling and lingering.

And their lost vitality was sucked into Arondette by the strange vortex——in the middle of the sword body, three star-shaped runes quietly bloomed with bright yellow light.

Roy's killing intent continued, and he faced several water ghosts rushing from the other side of the tunnel.

Leaning forward and sprinting, one hand dragged the sword backward.

Quickly draw a blue triangle spell with one hand while moving.

A few strides splashed a pile of dirty water under his feet.

Charge to them.

The left hand suddenly pushed forward.

boom!

The strong cone-shaped airflow slammed into the water ghosts that stretched their teeth and danced their claws and squeezed into a pile.

The two sides seemed to be stepping on banana peels on the ground, and the body swayed and lost its balance.

The one that bears the brunt of the impact is the strongest, and falls directly backwards.

The witcher took the opportunity to lean forward and stepped on the belly of the fallen water ghost, and Arondette stabbed it through the neck.

The blade of the sword pierced towards the upper left again like a gust of wind and lightning, piercing the eye socket of the second water ghost.

A third pounced on his side.

The demon hunter exerted strength with his elbow, and lifted the horizontal long sword to the right.

"boom!"

Hilt strike!

The water ghost had severe pain in his forehead, his eyes were staring, and his mouth grew idiotically.

"Shh-"

The deadly blade pierces the mouth and brain.

“击杀水鬼*6，经验值+120，猎魔人Lv8（4120/5500）。”

Roy shook his wrist without changing his expression, and flicked away the blood from the Lake Lady's sword.

Quietly, all five star-shaped runes on the sword lit up, like dim stars connected end to end in the dark night sky.

"Escal and Vulture are too uninteresting, so we won't save any more for us." Lambert wiped the blood on the sword with a rag, "After walking for an hour, I only encountered such a group of young people."

"Not enough to fit between the teeth."

Aiden also looked unsatisfied. Obviously, a killing in less than ten seconds was far from satisfying their desire to do it.

"Don't worry guys..." Roy squatted down with a smile and opened his stomach. "I have a hunch that there will be a mysterious gift waiting for us at the finish line."

"Don't cry with joy!"

"By the way, Roy, I'm curious. What's the matter with your Gabriel? It knocked all the water ghosts into the air, but it looks so small." Aiden kept looking at Roy, but saw Without that stunning hand crossbow, "Are you sure it's not a siege crossbow?"

"I asked Coral to enchant me. But it will cost a lot." Roy smiled, "Do you want it? Then you'd better find a concubine who is proficient in magic."

"Can you?"

"Weapon is like my own woman, so I'm sorry, I can't just show you appreciation."

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The three of them processed the body of the water ghost, took out all available materials, and handed them to Roy to pack and take away.

Continue down the sewer.

Unfortunately, they didn't encounter the powerful monsters they had imagined. Instead, they saw a lot of messy remains of flesh and blood: water ghosts, ghouls, evil ghosts, and ogres.

Strange bite marks all over the place.

Probably after being killed by Escal, it was dragged here by other monsters for secondary use.

They went through a long and quiet tunnel without incident.

Their steps quietly became cautious.

In the demon hunter's senses, the bloody ribbon extending in the tunnel reached its end.

This is a dead end.

Under the far wall, lay quietly a tightly closed marble coffin carved with intricate patterns.

There were circles of skeletons scattered around the corners, some of which were stuck with carrion.

The three held their breaths and exchanged glances, and put on the seal tacitly.

Quinn plus Heriot.

Swish-

The three swords were all unsheathed, and the brown vampire sword oil was gently smeared on the palms.

"Grumbling..."

"Thunder" + "Patrick's Potion"

Under the skin of the face, the black blood vessels wriggled frantically as if alive, and became denser.

And Roy was relieved, he could feel it.

Counting the "cat" potion he drank when he entered the sewer, he had already drank three bottles of long-lasting potion.

But he still has energy.

A physique of more than [-] points gave him strong poison resistance.

Three men with vertical pupils flickering with cold light held their breath, landed and approached silently, and surrounded the sarcophagus with the force of their horns.