God-level Demon Hunter

But he is just an ordinary person, and he doesn't expect to exchange power with a big man like Jinyan who is destined to be extraordinary.

He's not qualified either.

What's more, he was already very grateful for the other party's help.

……

"Farenja, thank you for your help, the effect seems to be good!"

"We are creating miracles every step we take now! Using power across a world is an innovative milestone!" The mage said cautiously and uncertainly this time, "But don't get too excited, this contract Whether it will work or not will only be confirmed after you return to your hometown!"

"After all, the rules of the two worlds are different."

"Whether you succeed or not, I owe you a favor!" Roy solemnly promised that at least this attempt gave him great inspiration. Summoning spells can also be varied.

"Remember this sentence, when you return to Skyrim again, you must tell me how you feel in detail! It is my reward for serving you!"

"A word is settled!"

The mage checked the two of them again to make sure there were no omissions.

Next, Roy spent almost two thousand gold coins on his body!Spend a thousand gold coins to buy five small soul stones, plus I already have them.

He holds five small, two medium, and one large.

Then spent [-] gold to buy an enchanting table from Farengar. Kalkstein and Coral must be interested in this thing.

Maybe it could be used to get the alchemist to stay in Gawain House willingly.

In the end, I simply spent the remaining 60 gold to buy the third summoning book——Summoning Ice Spirit: Consumes 2 (Lv50.00 reduced by 15%, ancient blood reduced by 10%) points of magic energy, [-] points of experience, from annihilation An ice elemental elf is summoned from the domain to fight for you for [-] minutes.

……

There is no time to try new skills.

Roy took a deep breath and checked the items in the storage space again.

All kinds of herbs, enchanting tables, dozens of small life potions, small magic power potions, hundreds of pounds of dragon blood, dragon bones, dragon tendons, soul stones produced by Xuemanling...

……

And the power I have newly mastered, the way of the dragon's roar, the ring of time, the gate of the world...

This trip to the sky has been extremely rewarding, and it's time to go home.

……

The three figures left Longlin Castle and walked side by side under the beautiful and huge maple tree in the garden.

"Golden Eye, don't you consider going with me to Gaohou Peak to meet Graybeard?" Feren reluctantly handed the steel sword back to Roy, trying his best to persuade him to keep it, "After learning the remaining two words of power of Indomitable Power Leave? We're leaving tomorrow!"

Roy shook his head.

"Then don't forget your comrades!" Frian hugged him heavily, "Come back to see us soon! Maybe I will surprise you then!"

"Then I'll wait and see!"

"By the way, how do you plan to leave? By carriage, by boat?"

"I still have something to do." Roy turned to Aville, his calm and clear eyes made the corners of the eyes of the man who had been wandering for half his life inexplicably sore, "Golden eyes, it's really useless...I've been very happy for a while, I I found the meaning of life again!"

"I didn't feel forced, enslaved!"

After Awell finished speaking, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I am really crazy, to let people not terminate that slave-like contract!

But he had to admit it.

He was afraid, worried that after he was unbound from Jinyan, he would become that ordinary and ordinary explorer again, and he might be killed by the agency in an unknown ruin one day, turning into a dead bone.

Wu Wei, the house, everything will come to naught.

"Man, what syndrome are you suffering from?" Roy smiled happily, "You forgot, I made a promise the day I pulled you out of the spider web."

"Before you leave, give me your freedom! You should enjoy your life!"

"But we will always be friends!" He put his arms around the shoulders of the two, patted them, and then stuffed a bulging linen bag into their hands, "I am temporarily absent, but you can act together! As for the The prize for slaying dragons."

"Ask Erlund Greymane for help with the Sky Furnace, maybe he can create some dragon bone and dragon scale equipment for you."

"Even if it's my parting gift!" Roy blinked at the two of them. He couldn't use Freen's strength in vain.

"Del!" Roy snapped his fingers, and three bottles of Nord mead suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Come on, have a last drink! Best of luck to you both!"

The three wine bottles collided heavily in mid-air, the wine splashed everywhere, and the wine foam reflected the sunlight and was stained by a few falling red maple leaves. The air was filled with a faint sweet fragrance.

"Grumbling..."

The honey wine entered the stomach, and his cheeks flushed. At the moment when they should have laughed heartily and sang heroically, Awell and Fryn felt lost, especially Awell, who felt empty in his chest, the telepathy that was once closely connected with Golden Eyes , nothing remains.

The witcher casually opened a pitch-black door, jumped in, and disappeared without a trace.

It was as if there had never been a character like him in this world!

Volume No.18 Something else

Chapter 1 Reunion

click, click, click...

Crisp footsteps.

A pair of black high-heeled shoes made of iguana skin stepped on the long street paved with bluestone slabs.

A voluptuous woman walked out of a two-story building in the Geldorf district, wearing a pure black lace dress decorated with lace ruffles like froth, clinging to her body, showing her bulging figure Graceful curves.

The cold morning wind blowing from the sea in the west caressed her fiery red hair, and the hair patted wantonly on her jade-like clean and haggard cheeks.

She moves gracefully and swiftly.

The obsidian amulet and pearl necklace on the chest reflect a faint golden light in the warm spring sun.

The flower shops on the street, the merchants and vendors in the grocery stores, and the passers-by all paid attention to her, and their eyes flashed with amazement.

However, she ignored it, walked through the bustling long street with people coming and going, her slender willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, her blue eyes were empty and dazed, she exuded a lonely temperament stripped from the world, filled with a faint Melancholy, incompatible with the scene full of vitality and vitality around.

She followed the commercial district all the way north, and stepped on the sturdy and luxurious bridge leading to Temple Island.

The scenery on the bridge has always been beautiful. You can not only enjoy the neat houses with red bricks and green tiles in the business district, but also see the magnificent Temple of Eternal Fire on the Temple Island. reflections of sailing boats, morning sun and sunset.

But today is different from the past.There were four or five more beggars by the bridge.

Originally, the men of the Beggar King would only beg in the sparsely populated streets and alleys.

Don't dare to set foot in the prosperous place of Nuo City, otherwise, the guards of the eternal fire in the city will teach them the rules.

Today, however, the old and the weak, women and children were kneeling there, hunched and emaciated, obviously they hadn't had enough to eat for a long time.

"Hello! Ladies and gentlemen!" A middle-aged woman with yellow mud smeared on her face and ragged clothes kept kowtowing to the ground when she saw her passing by. Seal, with faint traces of blood.

His voice was weak and hoarse, as if he was about to die at any moment.

"Reward some money, I'm starving to death!"

Seeing that the woman's expression remained unchanged, she began to shout again at the top of her lungs,

"The beasts of Nilfgaard have invaded our country! They have taken our houses and possessions, killed our loved ones, have pity on us!"

"Goddess Freya, Eternal Fire, have pity on the suffering people of Cintra!"

The woman took a deep breath, the sadness flashed across her face, and she couldn't help holding her chest.

Speaking of which, he also disappeared there, and his whereabouts are still unknown!

The woman kept walking, but her slender hands were lightly and covertly sketching in the air, and the huge string of pearls on her chest shone with colorful magic light.

Ding Dong!

The faces of the five beggars who were kneeling and begging suddenly froze, and several yellow crowns suddenly appeared in the open space in front of them.

Rapture overwhelms them!

"The Eternal Flame Appears!"

"Goddess Freya is merciful!"

The five people picked up the coins and rushed to the slums frantically to buy food!

The porridge, clear soup, white water, and wood chips given by the Eternal Fire Church can sink, but they can't fill the empty belly!

……

The woman stayed for a while outside the Temple of Eternal Fire. As far as she could see, under the beams and columns, beside the fountain pool, and between the circular squares, there were all low and dilapidated tents, in which refugees from Sintra lived. .

Under the advice of Magistrate Chapelle and Collector Gawain, Novigrad and other northern countries mercifully resettled some refugees from afar.

Unfortunately, it is a drop in the bucket, and more Sintra people are still displaced in the north.

……

Under the Temple Island, behind a long and narrow slope overgrown with wild grass, there is a dark and hidden cave. In front of the innermost wall, a woman waved her hand, and the wall immediately dissipated like foam, revealing a corridor with a brazier burning quietly.

She walked into the corridor, dispelling all kinds of traps and illusions from time to time. During the period, she passed by a dry fountain pool, reached out and petted a gargoyle guard who was as static as a statue.

She walked into a laboratory.

Brightly lit, it is spacious enough to accommodate hundreds of people; the layout is rigorous, the living area, the experimental area, and the material area are clearly separated; it is well-equipped, with various types of containers, operating tables, and immersion furnaces.

And in the blue eyes, two researchers were reflected.

A middle-aged man with a Mediterranean haircut, monkey cheeks, and a goatee that was dirty and sticky around his chin.

The man's too small eyes were bloodshot and had two thick dark circles.

At this moment, he was slapping the back of his head in frustration.

Next to him was a woman with long reddish-brown hair tied behind her head, a playful and lovely sorceress, with beautiful cornflower blue eyes flashing in a daze.

"Triss, Kalkstein," Rita Nieder's nervous voice sounded, like a patient waiting for a doctor's examination results, "did you make any progress yesterday?"

"Sorry... Coral," Ms. Merigold lowered her head in shame, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her hands, "I can't remember! I have very vague, very vague memories of what happened in Sintra Castle... I only remember a few A man in a cloak surrounded Roy, and somehow, they started fighting. What did they say during that time? I can't remember at all, this part of the memory seems to have been completely erased!"

"Ms. Rita, don't worry, Triss's amnesia symptoms are not simple." The alchemist stroked his beard and shook his head, "It's definitely not a simple suggestive magic, she was also given a special drug...thus deepening the symptoms of amnesia Effect. From my point of view, it is impossible to restore her memory in a short time."

"But can Roy wait?" Rita Nieder suddenly slumped back on a row of benches, her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt, "It's been two months...no clue, Research has basically gone nowhere.”

During the two months, Rita Nieder went from full of confidence, to nervous and frantic, to hopeless, and now to despair.

"If he is really alive, why don't you let Gorfin help deliver a message back? All divination will be invalid for him! The shapeshifter Lord Gawain and Chapelle sent a large number of people to find his whereabouts through countless channels. .”

She complained fiercely into the air,

"Don't he know how many people here are thinking about him, waiting for him, and worrying about him?"

Triss trembled when she heard the words, pursed her red lips, and showed a timid expression on her delicate pretty face.

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head comfortingly, walked up to the sorceress, grabbed her hand, and stared at her haggard face.

"Believe me, he must still be alive somewhere!"

During this period of getting along and cooperating with the experiment, Triss's attitude changed quietly.

From the beginning, she was terrified of this domineering, cold, and snarky female sorceress, but gradually developed recognition and pity.

It has to be said that Rita Nieder's deep concern for that person was beyond Triss' expectations.

It seemed to occupy her mind all the time, and she was often sleepless because of it.

This is completely different from the colleagues in Triss' memories who changed partners every ten and a half months.

In contrast, my own emotions, which are dazzled by physiological impulse and gratitude, seem simple and naive.

Only women can understand women.

Triss gradually found the knack of getting along with each other, as long as she doesn't show too much concern for her man, there is nothing wrong.

"If those people want to harm Roy, why don't they just kill me instead of trying to erase my memory? They must have other plans for Roy in such a roundabout way, and they don't want to tear their face!"

"Roy must be involuntary now, and there is no way to contact us."

Rita Needle silent,