God-level Demon Hunter

"Even so, I can't promise to find that Your Excellency. I can only try my best. Now, please allow me to prepare."

……

About a quarter of an hour later, everyone followed the dreamer into the bedroom.

The windows were closed tightly, and the curtains blocked out the outside light.

Only candles on a wooden stand cast a dim and comfortable light.

Geron was lying on a soft single sofa, holding the "Book of Shadows" in his arms, and the remaining four demon hunters leaned against the iron-clad nanmu door, watching quietly with their arms folded.

Bumengzhe stood behind Jielong, rubbing his temples gently with his small hands. The incense burner on the left wafted wisps of good-smelling incense, which made Jielong sleepy inexplicably.

"Take a deep breath, relax..." Colin Tilly stared at the man's confused eyes, and blew out a candle, making the light even more dim and soft,

"I will guide you. First we have to establish a spiritual connection. I will ask some questions. You must answer, and you must answer honestly and sincerely."

Jieron took a deep breath, suppressed the feeling of repulsion in his heart, and let go of the psychological defense built up by his long wandering career. He adjusted for about 5 minutes.

"All right."

"Describe one of your memories of Elan. I need the strongest and most complete memory about him. It's best to be the scene where he established an unexpected law with you and took you away for the first time."

The man's gaze is aimed at the distance, and memories are rolling in his mind,

"In 1087, Elan saved the life of my father Thomas Molu in the forest, and filed an accidental law with him, taking as a reward something he already owned but knew nothing about - still in Lydia. Me in the stomach."

"In 1093, when I was six years old, I met Grandmaster Elam for the first time..."

"At that time, Lydia told me that I will live with him in the future."

After a quarter of an hour in the slow statement, the man closed his eyes with a sad expression on his face.

"Restrain your emotions, don't indulge in sadness," Ke Lin didn't change his face, and gently tapped his palm on the man's forehead, "Now you have to lie down, relax your whole body, hold my hand, and tell me about Elan, you Think what happened to him, why is he missing, where is he supposed to be now?"

While asking, Bu Mengzhe lit the incense burner on the right side of the sofa.

White, grass-scented smoke filled the air,

The whole room was filled with smoke.

Jielong's face became blurred in the hazy mist, and the corners of his mouth opened and closed, changing like clouds of smoke, and the voice of the statement became lower and lower, and gradually disappeared.

"Now, try to connect yourself to this book."

He closed his eyes and began to breathe regularly.

The dreamer stood up, observed the man's expression, confirmed that he was in a deep sleep, and then took the semi-finished sweater prepared by the dressing table—she started knitting, and the firelight elongated her back on the wall, and she was like a A goddess, weaving a big web of fate.

The white smoke enveloped the lying and standing shadows and blended them into one.

……

After about half an hour.

Geron wakes up from a strange dream.

He opened his eyes, his pupils were out of focus, and he was in a daze.

"Deer!" After snapping his fingers crisply, his eyes regained their agility.

"How is it, buddy, how do you feel, are you happy?" Lambert swept across his body with concern, and then eagerly turned to the sexy dreamer next to him. She cherished the half-knit blue and white sweater in her hand He put the land in the box behind him, let out a sigh of relief, and sat down on another sofa with a tired face, his gray hair was wet with sweat on his forehead.

"Be serious bastard!" The bald man turned to Ke Lin with a cold look, "Ma'am, you should rest first."

"Ah."

"I seem to see something." Geron said suddenly, "But it's not very real—two unrelated things."

"Tell me, man," said Roy, "we might be able to come to some conclusions with so many of us."

"A magnificent and ancient castle . . . in the middle of nowhere between mountains, carved into the icy rock of the mountains, hidden beneath jagged cliffs and snow, half the building covered in ice."

"Wait, why do you think you're talking about Kyle Siren?" Roy glanced at Cohen, who narrowed his eyes.

"I'm sure it's not Kyle Siren..." Geron propped his hands on the armrest of the sofa, frowning with a thoughtful expression, "But they have similarities, and I feel like they are the castle where demon hunters are trained !"

"Yes!" He raised his voice, "I just dreamed about the interior of the castle, the cold and simple hall, the device used for the grass test, the operating table, the test tube rack..."

"I saw that pile of stuff when I was younger."

"But they are too old, and they are filled with dust clouds when touched lightly, as if they have been idle for decades."

"If what you see in your dream is a witcher's castle... first rule out the Kyle Sirens and Kayle Morhen." Roy looked at the bald man, "Could it be Gthwald."

"Gerswald has never had snow." Leto denied.

"Any other clues?" Roy asked a little nervously, "Have you seen Grandmaster Elan himself?"

Jeron nodded and shook his head again,

"I seem to have become Teacher Elan myself, viewing his past experience from his perspective. In addition to this castle among the mountains, he has also traveled to highlands several miles away."

Shock flashed across Jielong's face, "Countless armies are stationed on the high ground, thousands of tents are erected, and silver sun-wheel flags with black backgrounds are stretched in the wind."

"The banner of the sun on a black background..." The faces of several demon hunters changed drastically.

"The flag of Nilfgaard!" Geron said loudly, "I'm sure it's the flag of that southern empire."

The demon hunters fell into a tangle when they heard the words.

"Currently, as far as I know...Niflgaard is stationing a large number of troops on Mount Amer." After a long while, Roy's face was complicated. He didn't expect it to be related to the war, "So, in all likelihood, what you said This castle is also located in the Amer Hills."

"And the scene you saw should have happened in the last two or three years."

Cohen and Jielong breathed heavily when they heard the words, and their faces turned red with excitement.

This means that as long as they go to Mount Amer, there is a certain probability of finding Elan.

"Is there any witcher's castle in Mount Almer?" Lambert looked at Roy curiously, half teasing, half pleading, "Your Excellency the Prophet, can you give us some pointers?"

Several pairs of vertical pupils suddenly turned around.

Roy looked around, and said decisively, "There is a castle called Heinkavehe, which used to be the base of the bear school of witchers. But they had nothing to do with each other, and they had no desire to kill. Later, out of some For some reason, one by one they left the castle and never returned, and the castle became a deserted place."

"Then what is the purpose of Your Excellency Elan staying in Heinkavehe?" Cohen scanned the crowd with curious three-color pupils,

"According to Geron's experience in meditation—Grandmaster Elan is controlled by some mysterious force."

"And in the past hundred years, he has never contacted you or shown up, which also proves this from the side." Roy corrected, "So what you should ask is what he wants to do behind the scenes."

The two Griffins looked at each other blankly.

"To tell you the truth, before you predicted your dreams today..." The bald man showed deep fear and hatred on his face, "I originally had a suspect."

"The biggest enemy of the Snake faction, the Wild Hunt, has invaded Gerth Vader many times, kidnapped our school's apprentices, and then transformed them into his own puppets, ghost knights, wearing eerie and hideous armor, and riding bone warhorses , haunting the night of war in hordes, galloping across the skies, spreading misfortune and misfortune."

"I thought that the Grand Master of the Griffin Sect was also enslaved by them."

"But the Wild Hunt has always been dispatched in groups. It is impossible for him to appear in the deep mountain castle alone."

There was a moment of silence in the bedroom.

"For the current plan, we have only one choice to find Elan and find out who is behind the scenes—" Cohen took a deep breath, "Go to Mount Almer to investigate!"

"Roy, Lambert, Lei Suo, thank you for your great help today... The next thing, leave it to me and Geron. When we come back from Mount Amer, no matter the result..."

He pressed the shoulders of several people gratefully, "We will all join the Brotherhood!"

Jie Long stood up abruptly, nodded at several people, the movement was so big that he almost knocked over the chair.

Never had he felt so close to his teacher on this day.

He has tasted the various life styles of ordinary people in several lifetimes, and it is time to meet his destiny.

"Dude, don't be so unlucky!" Lambert slapped the pectoralis major of the two Griffins, "After what? We are brothers from now on, let's go to Heinkavehee together."

"Brotherhood, how can you let your companions face danger alone? It's not that I look down on you, even if you find Elan, the two of you alone can't save him, and you have to fold yourself in!"

The two fell silent.

But they didn't want to involve the Brotherhood.

"The matter is settled like this." Lei Suo patted the sofa with his fist, and made a final decision. "We originally had a plan—to find the bear-sect demon hunters and the bear-sect herbal decoction."

"This trip is imperative."

"What's more, it's not just the Grandmaster of the Griffin Sect..." Lei Suo's amber pupils flickered, and he said word by word, "Ivar Xieyan, the Grandmaster of the Snake Sect, has also been missing for more than 20 years."

"And Aiga of the wolf faction."

"I have to figure out whether all this has something to do with the manipulator behind the scenes!"

Everyone was shocked!Unanimously, associating further, there is a fact in front of our eyes-the whereabouts of all the great masters of schools are missing.

They, can't they?

……

"We have to make complete preparations, decoction, potion, bombs, teleportation props. Avoid danger." Roy said in a deep voice, "Go back to Gawain's House and call all the brothers now!"

"Wait a moment." Lambert suddenly interrupted, his eyes turned to Ms. Mengzhe, who was resting on the sofa and eavesdropping for a long time.

"Beautiful Ms. Kelin, can you lend a helping hand? I want to find someone too."

"Who are you looking for?" Ke Lin crossed her slender fingers in front of her lower abdomen, and quietly sat up straight.But she couldn't bear the burning eyes of the other party, so she narrowed her charming big eyes.

"What I'm looking for," Lambert smiled bluntly, "is the future girlfriend of mine."

"..."

"Why bother Ms. Ke Lin, I can tell you the answer," Lei Suo smiled grimly at him, clenching his fists, "You will die alone forever."

Chapter 19 No. 22

Early morning on April 1263, 1.

After a happy New Year's Eve at Gawain's House, Cohen and Geron Molu from the Griffin Faction, Roy and Letho from the Snake Faction, Geralt and Lambert from the Wolf Faction, and Cat Pie Aiden arrives at Mount Amer through the portal.

Before that, everyone has made sufficient preparations: food, drinking water, one-time delivery props, potions and bombs to deal with all possible crises.

……

The wind blows away the rime, and the sun penetrates the clouds, making the snow-covered mountain tops shine.

Wearing thick cloaks, they are in the tall, jagged, snow-covered Amer Mountains, walking along the winding and steep Kramat Pass between the ridges and cliffs, a brown-yellow griffin stands guard in the sky ahead, sharp His eyes have a panoramic view of every corner of the mountains.

to find the rumored castle of Heinkavich.

In terms of its vast territory, Mount Amer is far inferior to Feilong Mountain Range or Blue Mountain, and it does not make people trek for ten days and a half months, and feel like they are in a maze.

However, the low temperature of this ice and snow land is breathtaking.There are very few wild animals covered with thick fur in the snow, and even demon hunters can only relieve the bone-chilling cold by exercising constantly.

They rested for several nights in the woods between the ravines.

On the fifth day, following the guidance of Gorfin, we came to the most prominent peak in this ruthless mountain range - the majestic and steep mountain "Gorgon".It sits like an angular obelisk above the jagged contours of the Amer Mountains.

And in the middle of this obelisk, there stands a zigzag city wall from top to bottom, among which four tall towers and some beautifully decorated small turrets are integrated with the city wall, and the wall is covered with white frost flowers.

The griffin vibrated its wings and descended to the top of the central tower, crawling on the ground like a buffalo, looking around alertly, watching for everyone.

The demon hunters stepped on a sloping field to the lifted iron gate. Looking from a distance, ice edges had already frozen the gate and the city wall together.

"Hein Kaveh, the castle of the Bear School." Cohen said with emotion, "The scale is not inferior to the Kyle Sirens in its heyday, but it is a pity that it is now in ruins."

There should have been a spacious and flat training ground between the castles, but now they are all buried by snow.

"Our golden age is over." Jielong shook his head,

"Don't say such disheartening words." Lambert shook his head, looking uplifted, "Think about Gawain House, our era has clearly not begun yet!"

"Let's drink less chicken blood." Aiden made a silent gesture, took out a bottle of "cat" and swallowed it.

"Grumbling."

After swallowing continuously, the seven pairs of pupils flickered.

An ankle-deep crater was left in the snow, and everyone waded through the walls, gates, corridors, and stairs through the snow.

……

The dark, dead hall strictly inherited the rough and simple style of the witcher. Except for a few wolf, grizzly bear and elk head specimens hanging on the wall, it did not have any gorgeous decorations.

Several tall dark stone pillars supported the ceiling, and the cold wind passed through them without any hindrance.

The seven people quickly searched the surrounding area, and found that the few tables and chairs, sofas, and candlesticks were covered with thick dust, and there was nothing in the fireplace, and even a layer of solid ice formed because of the cold air from the chimney.