God-level Demon Hunter

"Don't seek death, master!" Farik retorted, and then looked puzzled, "Wait, what does Svalblo mean?"

"If you think about it carefully, you must have the answer in your mind." Roy smiled mysteriously at him,

"Svalblo, Vulka, Berserker?" Farik lowered his face and muttered a few words in a low voice, his brows were furrowed, and deep doubts appeared on his face, not like a disguise.

"Can't you remember, I'll help you recall the memories..." Roy suddenly had a bottle of mead in his hand, he took off the cork, crushed a maldoo mushroom and stuffed it in, letting the smell of the mixed wine linger in Fari K fermented in front of his nose, and handed the bottle to his hand.

Fariq frowned all of a sudden, his eyes were empty, lost in some kind of memory, he took a sip from the bottle involuntarily.

Gollum.

The fishy-sweet honey wine slipped into the stomach.

The blacksmith quietly tensed his body, pursed his lips, held his breath, and clenched his teeth.

As if he had become a stranger, the cowardice and timidity on his face disappeared, replaced by indifference and cruelty.

His lean and pale cheeks flushed sickly, he was running a fever, he exhaled hot breath from his mouth and nose, and blood vessels and veins like loach appeared under his skin.

In the world of ice and snow, even with a bonfire, the temperature is still frighteningly low.

But he seemed to be unbearably hot, grabbing the fur coat with both hands.

tear-

Showing a bony chest.

Then crawled to the ground like a beast.

I shivered all over.

Roy's pupils shrank into a prismatic shape.

A black mane emerged along the goosebumps, covering Falik's whole body.

The thin body swelled visibly to the naked eye.

Slender and sharp bear claws grow from the ends of the limbs.

The pupils shrink and become darker.

The mouth protruded outwards, forming a long and slender snout. The old teeth fell off, and thick yellow fangs grew out. The ring lines were obvious, the blood lines were extremely thick, and a large amount of saliva flowed out uncontrollably.

It gritted its teeth, its eyes glistened with blood, and it turned its head to look at the white snow. This was a kind of emotionless look.

And the witcher had already walked outside the wooden house, standing far away under the dim and cold night.

"Ow!"

The roar echoed through the mountains.

The high desire to fight and destroy awakened from the body.

A huge brown bear with a body length of more than three meters and a low growl shrugged its shoulders and walked out of the wooden house!

Chapter 8 The Ins and Outs

The night fell, and the cold wind on the mountainside was blowing.

In the dim light outside the mine, two scarlet will-o'-the-wisps floated, and a giant bear with a body length of more than three meters walked out of the wooden house.

The information Roy observed from it was different from before.

dire brown bear

Age: 48

Gender: Male

Identity: Believers of Svalblo (Svalblo is the double incarnation of bear and man, symbolizing the never-ending struggle.)

Health: 220

Attributes:

Power: 22

Agility: 14

Constitution: 22

Perception: 10

Will: 10

Charisma: 4

Spirit: 6

skill:

Bloodthirsty (Passive): Dire Bear is tireless, unafraid of pain, thirsty for blood, and loses part of his sanity. It cannot return to human form until it causes enough killings, eats flesh, or exhausts its physical strength. By devouring the flesh and blood of the enemy, it can Quickly recover from injuries and physical fitness.

Madness (Passive): The injury will stimulate the potential of the Dire Bear. The more serious the injury, the lower the HP and the more terrifying the combat power.

Corrupted Brand (Passive): Believers who accept the brand of the evil god Swablo will receive a gift of strength +5 and constitution +5.

……

After drinking the medicine, he transformed from a human into a giant bear, a Velcan.

Roy suddenly realized.

So there's no such thing as Iber from Greater Skellige, no fifth warrior, Farik himself is the bear!

But he didn't seem to know that there was an abnormal power hidden in his body, and the Axi sign didn't ask the truth.

Could it be that this guy is schizophrenic?Is Svalblo's ritual so wicked?

Roy's colored pupils flashed the color of thinking.

According to the attributes of this dire bear, it is not difficult to kill it by yourself, but if you do so, you will not be able to communicate with the blacksmith of Toda Roqu.

Then let you change back!

"Whoa!"

The giant bear's body over three meters stood upright, casting a hill-like shadow towards the ground, waving its sharp claws in mid-air, hissing and roaring.

In response, Roy quietly took out his hand crossbow.

"Whoosh-"

Breaking sound.

A crossbow bolt struck the snow at the bear's feet, and the snow splashed across his thick, black mane.

The witcher hooked his fingers, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Naked provocation!

The giant bear was instantly furious, and its huge body swept across the snow, charging like a heavy chariot!

"Puff puff!"

The ground trembled, and a series of deep footprints appeared, and a large amount of snow fell from the cliffs of the hillside.

"Whoosh-"

The bowstring buzzed.

Before the giant bear approached, Roy flashed, and the arrow grazed the fluffy body, and instantly appeared in front of the damaged cabin ten meters behind it.

"Huh...huh..."

The giant bear braked suddenly, its limbs dragged a row of scratches on the snow, and exhaled a pale mist from its big mouth. When it turned around, its scarlet pupils stared at the intact demon hunter not far away, and became even more angry.

"Roar!"

It charged again.

But the demon hunter repeated his tricks, still relying on flashes to avoid its impact from a distance, and the giant bear that passed by directly knocked a big hole into the wooden wall of the house.

Broken wood chips, dust clouds, and shattered ice danced in the air.

In the mist, the giant bear sounded like a war drum, standing opposite the demon hunter.

Roy originally thought that it would change its strategy with a longer memory, but the deformable deprivation of sanity was deeper than he expected. The giant bear lost its basic judgment, and launched continuous collisions at him stubbornly and in vain.

And the witcher took advantage of the opportunity to tease the "big dog" and became a man flying a kite.

Amid the sound of crossbow arrows piercing the air, Roy's figure rose and fell like a rabbit, changing directions ghostly.

Sometimes it appeared in front of the wooden house that was about to fall apart and waved at it, sometimes it blew a loud whistle beside the mine, sometimes it applauded among the cliffs ten meters above the ground, and it also appeared on a snow-capped tree beside the stone ladder. From the top of the pine tree, an arrow was shot at the giant bear.

Keep provoking and provoking!

A round of bright moon hangs quietly in the sky.

Under the moonlight, between the platform and the stone stairs outside the mine, the heavy footsteps of "Puff puff puff" can be heard endlessly, a beast on all fours charging back and forth tirelessly and irregularly, braking, turning, and charging again.

The huge footprints drew circles and circles on the smooth snow, the water vapor exhaled by the bloody mouth was frozen by the cold air, black hair around the lips and ice slag appeared on the fangs.

This mountain clearing seems to have become a circus, the giant bear is the hard-working animal actor, and the witcher is the skilled animal trainer.

Hooking hands, calling, applauding, shooting arrows, and a few actions made the giant bear exhausted.

……

A full half hour.

The demon hunter used up "activation" and a few bottles of magic potion, and was unscathed by the blinking.

The giant bear was steaming with sweat, and its black fur was covered with a layer of ice flakes. It gasped so loudly that it was about to spit out its lungs, and glanced at the proud figure standing in the distance.

But he was so tired that he couldn't make a sound anymore, he squatted back like a big dog and stuck out his tongue.

"Dude, can't bear it after such a short while? Svalblo's believers are so capable?" The witcher smiled and sat comfortably on the beams of the dilapidated wooden house with only skeletons left. "Continue to catch me! Catch me!" Stay with me, and I'll let you have a bite!"

"Breathe... breathe... breathe... breathe..."

This time, despite his spitting provocations, Dire Bear ignored him.

Instead, he lowered his big head in frustration, and his body trembled.

The fighting spirit is gone, and everything becomes dull.

Under the moonlight, the body of the terrifying beast quickly shrank and shriveled. Two seconds later, on the snowy ground trampled by the bear's paws, there appeared a skinny man with a bare back, who fell into a coma.

The witcher wiped his tainted eyes, and quickly confirmed that the blacksmith had just passed out from exhaustion.

There is no one but me who can bring down a ferocious bear alive!

Roy took out a clean fur coat and put it on his body.

"Be content, buddy, not even the coral gets my 'personal' service!"

With the blacksmith on his back, the demon hunter rose and fell and disappeared on the way he came.

……

Three or four o'clock in the morning.

cod town.

There are few people in the town, and the townspeople who got up early brought fishing nets and equipment to go fishing.

The blacksmith shop was brightly lit.

After the sound of clanging and beating, the blacksmith Clough picked up an iron embryo with iron tongs and put it into the furnace for calcination.

The little blonde girl stepped on the blower cooperatively.

"Do you think Mr. Oakes can bring back Uncle Fariq and Uncle Olaka?"

"Don't worry, Yuna, I don't think he is a blind and confident person." The blacksmith sat on the edge of the felt and wiped his sweat with a towel. uncle."

"What's the matter, Uncle?"

"It's a long story. You were not born at that time, and you have lived in peace for more than 20 years. It shouldn't be his problem."

"Then if Mr. Oakes completes the commission." The little girl pursed her lips, "Are you leaving with him? You have lived in Udvik for more than ten years, are you willing? How about we help him build a piece of equipment as a remuneration?"

"Little girl, have you forgotten the family rules? Integrity and honor! Once you make a promise, you can't break it." The blacksmith immediately put on a straight face and reprimanded his daughter. "If he saves people, it is Goddess Freya's will. The surviving Fariq and Ocala will take responsibility at home instead of me."

"But, I... I don't want to be separated from you. My blacksmithing skills are not up to par, and I still need your guidance! Uncle Chamil is impatient, and he and my aunt spend all day trying to find a husband for me!"