God-level Demon Hunter
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The two gangsters noticed the change and quickly surrounded him.
Swish-
Immediately, four figures jumped down from the wall, two with eyes like beasts, slender and vigorous, carrying two long swords behind their backs, and two who were much shorter, with immature cheeks, obviously still teenagers.
The four of them completed the division of labor the moment they landed.
Two adult demon hunters surrounded Liens back and forth, and the silver sword was rippling in the air, shaking off a cold light!
Two witcher apprentices against two minions.
Carl landed on the ground, stood in front of the strong little gangster, and hit the gangster's chin with a left hook with all his strength. The latter flew into the air, hit the back of his head against the wall of the alley, and passed out with his eyes turned white.
And Monty faced the second gangster who rushed over, and cut his trachea with a horizontal palm at a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to catch. crotch.
The gangster who lost his defense from top to bottom let out a sharp "Oh" like a woman, curled up like a prawn, fell headfirst, and continued to twitch his hands and feet after falling to the ground.
……
The strong and weak in the field are instantly reversed.
Rich experience saved Reins' life. At the first second when his body was affected by the anti-magic metal, he had already started to retreat quickly. At the same time, he pinched the obsidian amulet under the chest with his left hand, and rubbed the ruby ring on his index finger with his right thumb. , with a wave of hands——
"boom--"
The dazzling flames soared into the sky, illuminating the back alleys of this civilian area.
A perfectly round fireball dragged a crimson trail in midair, smashing towards the cat-pai demon hunter who was charging with his sword.
Aiden lightly jumped to the side, the flame brushed past him, the light of Heriot's seal flickered, and the flame hit the wall, leaving black scorched marks on the brick.
While holding the long sword with both hands, Lambert lunged towards the mage and stabbed an air wall in front of him.
After a loud "boom", it was bounced away by the reaction force.
However, when he was in mid-air, he quickly made a weird gesture with his left hand, and a light blue triangle charm gushed out from the turbulent magic torrent, and Alder hit the surrounded mage in the middle.
With a muffled grunt, Liens staggered back a step, just in time to bump into Aiden's long sword that was outflanking him from behind, and the tip of the sword was aimed at his waist, viciously.
"Crack-"
The magic shield of the bodyguard is broken.
A large piece of dazzling scarlet bloomed under Liens' thin leather armor. He rolled on the ground, covered in a mess, but escaped Aiden's pursuit!
But Lambert's attacks followed!
In the back alley, a dazzling golden light erupted again!
A dripping oval object appeared in front of Liens without any warning. He clutched his left waist like a fish struggling on land, jumped up, jumped into the oval, and then disappeared.
And the ellipse also became dull.
The sound of fighting in the alley can be heard clearly.
The battle in less than ten seconds came to an end.
"Damn it! Can this make him escape? How should I explain to Geralt when I go back?!" Lambert muttered, putting away his long sword in frustration.
"It can't be our fault... He has been affected by the anti-magic metal, I feel that this portal didn't come from him..." Aiden rubbed the red lightning scar on his chin, "There may be another powerful mage, His accomplices, or employers, opened the portal in a distant place and picked him up! But we caught at least two... er... small followers."
"Do you dare to make a bet?" Lambert invited, "These two guys don't know anything!"
"Come here, whoever is afraid, the loser will treat you to the Spear Cave next time!"
"Help!" The wailing of the great poet interrupted the bet between the two, "Lambert, Master Aiden, I'm about to die, help me!"
He held a swollen and misshapen wrist that was twisted a hundred degrees backwards, and was about to cry out nervously, his lips were trembling,
"This is the guy I eat, don't let anything happen!"
"Crack!" Carl walked over directly, grabbed the great poet's dislocated wrist and twisted it, instantly restoring it to its original shape.
The latter let out an "ah", full of surprise.
"Stop screaming, Your Excellency, you are too old to be so afraid of pain, you are ashamed, our usual training hurts more than you!" Carl and Monty shook their heads disdainfully.
But Lambert looked at him with admiration,
"Master Dan, I didn't see that a bard like you has a tough bone. No matter how tortured you are to extract a confession, you don't tell the truth. I thought you would only lie to women with flattering words."
"Of course!" The great poet kneaded his wrists a few times, stood up, patted off the stains on his clothes, and spoke righteously.
"Even if I, Dandelion, die of pain and humiliation, I will never betray my friends!"
In fact, he was about to say it just now, as long as the guy keeps asking.
"Come on, you're doing it to yourself this time," Aiden said with a half-smile, "We've been protecting you secretly, who knew that you sneaked out of the dance hall and ran to a remote civilian area for a tryst with a widow, not only did you deceive the general Ms. Sila, you have kept us all in the dark, and almost caused a big mistake! Use your brain to think clearly, is the woman more important, or your life is more important? Let’s not take this as an example, understand?"
"Don't insult my personality, my love for Priscilla can be learned from the sun and the moon!" The great poet waved his fists and argued eloquently, "I am here to find inspiration and go out to collect folk songs! In order to create more wonderful poems Drama, boost the performance of the dance hall, and improve the reputation of the masters!"
"Improve it on the bed? You can do whatever you say," Lambert complained, holding a comatose little bastard on his shoulders, Aiden carried another one, and walked towards the collector's villa, the two little devils held their breath Following behind them seemed to be honing their stealth skills. "By the way, Dandelion, tell me again, what was the guy's name just now?"
"Riens!" The great poet trembled, fearing and hating at the same time, "He's looking for Geralt and the Unexpected Son! Why do you say he did this? Is he a spy of Nilfgaard? ?”
He asked seemingly casually, "Also, do you know the whereabouts of the accidental son?"
The two witchers looked at each other and shook their heads.
"We are also looking for the little princess. And it has nothing to do with you, Master Dan. For the sake of your own life, the less you know, the better!"
"Now, you obediently go back to the dance hall and don't run around!"
Chapter 14 Countermeasures
Aydin, the Gobi Desert, the ancient castle on the cliff.
A tall and strong man dressed in black stood in front of the window of the library, his handsome and mature face was as calm as the surface of a lake, and his deep eyes were gazing at the shipwreck on the Gobi Desert.
"Sorry my lord, I fell for it!" Liens knelt down behind him, lowered his head, and pressed his hands on his waist, his tone was full of unwillingness and resentment, "The witcher knew that I was looking for the little princess of Cintra , deliberately let the crappy poets proclaim their names, and set up an ambush to lure me to the door! If the adults did not help in time, I am afraid that I would have been captured and tortured by those dirty mutants now!"
"them?"
Vigofortz's calm tone contained monstrous anger, and the veins on his right hand holding the window were bulging.
A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the mage behind him.
"The ones who ambushed and attacked me were four other demon hunters. Two of them were not young, with superb skills and experience. They must be over 50 years old. The other two were quite young, still childish. From the appearance, they just passed the demon hunter. The trial is not long... As for Geralt, although he didn't show up, I think he is most likely in Nordic City, and he is the only one who knows me and understands my actions!"
Wei Ge fell silent when he heard the words, and gently stroked the gemstone finger on his left hand with his right hand. Although he has never been interested in such inferior magical products as demon hunters, he also learned about them during the chat with his colleagues. People are used to fighting alone, and it is extremely rare to have two at a time, let alone four.
Moreover, the demon hunters have not replenished with fresh blood for decades. According to common sense, they should have been decayed and on the verge of extinction.
But this time, two newcomers appeared at once, which was inconsistent with the facts he knew.
"My lord, I have a strong intuition that besides the four guys who ambushed me and Geralt, there are other demon hunters in Nordic City. They are secretly plotting." Reins said through gritted teeth, "In their Under the shelter, a good-for-nothing great poet dares to speak harshly at me and threaten me as a mage! It's ridiculous!"
Weigo left the window and paced around the mage who was kneeling on the ground. Amid the sound of gentle footsteps, his slightly curly brown hair swayed gently in the wind.
"One or two mutants are not scary, but when there are enough of them, they are as annoying as a group of water ghosts... No wonder you failed this operation."
"My lord is wise..." Liens breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and said plausibly, "Where can the princess escape to after she escapes from the useless knight sent by Emhyr? The only way out for her is to Noble City defected to Geralt whose fate is connected! They have completely exposed their position by taking action against me, I believe that Geralt and the princess are hiding there!"
"Your previous actions have disturbed the demon hunters. With the cunning and cautious character of this group of hunting expert foxes, you must make adjustments immediately." Vigfortz thought, "Listen, Reins, pay attention to the concealment of your actions. sex, and stop recklessly prodding the witcher."
Vigo ordered,
"Contact Schirrup first, and then hire a few more trustworthy and powerful people. There is no need to save money... Investigate Nuocheng as carefully as possible. I want you to find out where the demon hunters are located, the distribution of personnel, and the relationship between them in Nuocheng. I want all the forces you have made friends with! Check it out and report the situation to me. This time, don’t let me down again, and don’t reveal your whereabouts to irritate them!”
"I swear, my lord!" Reigns lightly touched his chest with his right hand.
"Fortunately for them, I can't spare my hand now, and I have another top priority to attend to. Let them continue to be happy." Weige grinned coldly,
Top priority?
Reins bowed to accept the order, envy and reverence shone in his black eyes.
This lord is astonishingly young among the warlocks, but he is talented in magic, and he has mastered countless powerful spells that even the big brothers in the fraternity cannot master. I can't last five seconds in his hands.
And there are ravines in his chest.
Not long ago, he helped the Northern Allied Forces snipe the Warlocks in the South at Sodden Mountain, taught the Southern Emperor Emhyr a painful lesson, and won the trust and support of most Warlocks in the Northern Warlock Brotherhood.
Now, under his leadership, the kings of the North and the South are about to sign an armistice agreement.
This time, he intends to favor the emperor of Nilfgaard again, as the old saying goes-a slap, a sweet date.
Tell Emhyr with his strength that he is more important than he imagined and deserves more chips.
It can be said that turning hands into clouds and turning hands into rain.
Under the planning of Vigfortz, the king and emperor who are more than ten thousand can only obediently walk into the trap set by him.
But this is a good thing for Liens. When Wei Ge reaps the fruits of victory, these little followers like himself will undoubtedly enjoy amazing benefits!
Looking forward to a bright future, he was willing to take the risk of being beheaded by Emhyr and act as a double agent.
Find Ciri for Vigo!
"After I solve the problem at hand, I will find a way to deal with this group of demon hunters... I can't escape the one that belongs to me, so let that little swallow fly a little longer, experience the baptism of the storm, and get more and more trained." The stronger the loot, the more precious it is." Viggo paused, "I have to remind you, don't think about leaking information to the imperial intelligence department to curry favor with that old fox Valtier de Lidoux!"
"From the day you rescued me from the dungeon in Cintra and paid off my debts, I swore to be loyal to you forever!"
……
"Boom——" Liens bowed and accepted the order, and quickly disappeared into the portal.
And Vigfortz, leaving the library, descended a wide staircase with three landings, and entered a laboratory through a passage lined with statues in niches on either side.
It was bright and clean, with long metal tables and shelves full of glass—flasks, test tubes, retorts, mixing bowls, and all manner of small utensils.
and embryos sealed in glass vials.
The strong smell of alcohol, ether, and formalin filled the air.
A poor man with disheveled hair was tied to a steel chair with various elaborate and cruel mechanisms, and his arms were fixed by iron hoops.
She hung her head, motionless, exuding fear and fear all over her body.Like a rabbit cornered by wild dogs.
And Vigfortz showed a cruel and excited smile on his handsome face, and picked up a glass syringe about half a foot long from the arrangement table full of various instruments, the tip of which was a slender and curved pointed.
He stepped forward and suddenly squeezed her chin hard.
The magic lights of the laboratory projected a devil-like shadow holding a syringe on the wall, and the screams and wailing began to echo endlessly!
……
On the other side, in the laboratory under the Novigrad Temple Island, a discussion kicked off.
The bright light of the brazier revealed a dozen serious faces...Geralt, Vesemir, Letho, Oakes, Kayan, Kern...and a water-blue light curtain in midair.
A human face appeared in the light curtain, with short black hair, dark eyes, thin lips, and a scar on the face...
The fingers of Yennefer's right hand, wearing a black leather glove, are twitching in the air like knitting a sweater, and the details on the face of the portrait become more abundant and lifelike.
"Is it this face?"
"Yes, it's those mean eyes, the sorcerer Liens!" Lambert put his arms around his chest and nodded unwillingly, "Even if he turns into ashes, I'll still know him. He almost destroyed the great poet with a good heart." an arm!"
Yennefer heard this, and turned his eyes to the white-haired witcher. A sharp light flashed in the latter's dark cat eyes, "At the time in Sintra Castle, he stopped me and wanted to snatch Ciri away... Later Ciri followed After I returned to Nuo City from Valivia, I mentioned him emphatically, besides the Nilfgaardian knight, this unknown mage Reins also hunted her down all the way."
"So who is he serving?" Serrit stroked the green stubble on his chin, and looked at the participants in the ambush, "Emperor of the Nilfgaard Empire? Or Foltes of Temeria?" Te, Demavi of Aedirn, Henselt of Kaedwin, Vizmir II of Redania, the Hunforth Alliance? What did those two punks say?"
"Unfortunately..." Aiden shook his head, "They live on the outskirts of Nuocheng, affected by mind spells, and foolishly went to the city to kidnap the great poet for Liens, intending to make a fortune. Nothing about his life is known."
"So, we don't even know who the enemy is now?" Kaiyan raised his sunglasses, and a trace of depression flashed in his gray-green eyes.
"If it's the kings in the north, there's no need to send a warlock to make trouble." Lei Suo analyzed rationally and shook his head, "I think it is very likely that he will serve Nilfgaard. .”
"Riens is a spy of an imperial intelligence agency, that's why he is so sneaky and hidden."
"But from what I can hear, there's more of a northern element to his accent," Lambert said.
"Yes," Aiden said with a serious look on his face, "he speaks with a strong Kaedwen accent."
Everyone present fell into silence.
Running away with a Liens, their base in Nuocheng may be exposed.
"I have to say that Liens is quite arrogant." At this time, Ye Naifa spoke, his violet eyes slowly swept across the faces of everyone, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "A warlock, who has grown into such an honor, There was a bit of a Kaedwenian accent in it again, and as expected, I think I know where he came from!"
When everyone's eyes focused on him, the sorceress's petite body walked around the crowd with light steps,
"Most of the warlocks in the north come from the Academy of Magic, either Arethusa, which specializes in training female sorceresses on Temeria's Thaned Island, or the Ben Ard School of Magic, which specializes in training male warlocks in Kaedwen. !"
"Wait," Cohen of the Griffin faction touched the acne scar outside the thick beard, and interjected curiously, "Why does a magic academy have to be divided into male and female? Is the process of magical transformation different?"
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