God-level Demon Hunter

With just a few pictures sent by Lydia, he turned his own behavior upside down.

Worthy of Vigo.

He shook his head and chuckled, "I don't understand what you mean."

"I can't see through your heart, and I can't pry into your fate. This kind of weird concealment ability is one of the most remarkable characteristics of the ancient blood!"

"It's useless for you to deny it!"

"This is a miracle..." Vigfortz praised again, "According to the information I found in ancient books and documents, the blood of the ancients only flowed in the line of Calanthe, the lioness of Sintra, and her ancestors. "

"Then your Excellency," Roy interrupted suddenly, "why didn't you take action against Calanthe or Pavita, and chose Ciri instead."

This is the question that has always been in his heart.

Now that Calanthe, Pavetta, and Ciri have ancient blood in their bodies.

Why did the warlock keep his eyes on Ciri, and at the beginning, gave Pavita to Emhyr as his wife?

……

"It's very simple. The blood concentration of Calanthe and Pavetta is not as good as that of Ciri. This little guy may have experienced atavism, and the blood concentration of the ancients has increased abnormally."

"And she is the most suitable age now, and she has never given birth."

"The first embryo conceived in her stomach will inherit the purest ancient blood! This is my goal."

Roy felt a chill in his heart.

Wei Ge changed his voice,

"And you, a little-known demon hunter, have obtained great power outside of these three bloodlines."

"how did you do it?"

His expression is wild and full of longing, indulging in his own rhythm.

"As long as you tell me the answer, I will give you everything you want!"

"Rights, money, beauty, power..."

Roy smiled, a man once tempted him like this.

Then he was expelled and stayed away from his side for ten years.

"As I said, it's all thanks to the blood of the sun."

"Demon hunter, don't be too greedy."

"You want to keep Xili safe." Vigo paced slowly, with the iron rod in his hand, spinning flexibly like juggling, as if he was doing preparatory activities, "If your method helps me realize my grand plan, she will not be harmed!"

"After all, the strength gap between us is as big as Tianyuan. Once a war starts, you will inevitably lose your life." His words were so confident that they were arrogant.

"You help me get the blood of the ancients, and we work together to control the world like a bag."

"No, not only the current world, but other worlds, we can start this journey to another world together!"

"The strongest mage is paired with the strongest demon hunter."

"Did you feel it?" Weigo said excitedly with a brilliant grin on the corner of his mouth. "What a bright prospect this is!"

……

"Sorry, I refuse." Roy looked at the mage with deep fear and a hint of disdain.

"Why are your eyes so strange? Did you spy on the secret of the castle again, my laboratory?"

Roy defaults.

Wei Ge circled around him as if suddenly enlightened, persuading him earnestly, "Roy, you should know that there are inherent distinctions between people."

"A person with power can not only control his own destiny, but also control the life and death of others."

"This is the unchanging truth in thousands of worlds."

"The women in my laboratory were weak and pitiful, and many of them died, but their sacrifices allowed me to successfully establish a method for extracting the blood of the ancients."

"Their deaths are extraordinary!"

Wigfortz's tone was full of reason.

"You, as the son of the ancient blood, don't let the overflowing sympathy affect your ambition and will."

"This argument sounds reasonable." Roy nodded and shook his head again. "Unfortunately, there is one crucial thing missing."

"What?" The four warlocks raised their eyebrows and leaned forward slightly, showing a posture of listening attentively.

"Humanity." Roy looked directly at the mage on his left hand, and his ten fingers creaked, "Vigfortz, do you think you are a god? Why do you deprive an irrelevant person of the right to live? Put an innocent woman They caught them, forced them to breed offspring, hurt and tortured them... just to establish your cruel theory! You have gone crazy!"

Wei Ge was not angry, but smiled slightly with mockery in his smile, "Did I hear you right? You, a wandering mutant, are talking about human nature with me, a master of magic and a member of the wizarding society."

"What a noble virtue."

"What happened in Novigrad hasn't made you realize the reality?!"

"You talk about human nature with those ordinary people."

"But they regard you as a scourge and insult you with swearing and prejudice!"

"In that case, why don't you fulfill them?"

"Fuck humanity!"

"This is just an excuse for my own cowardice!"

"Son of the ancient blood, you should not be bound by it. Life is a chess game. Since you are qualified to be a chess player, you should devote yourself wholeheartedly and don't be influenced by foreign things." Four warlocks surrounded Roy, and they were already far away. He was so close that he almost stepped into the cordon.He supported the iron rod with one hand, and stretched out the other hand towards the witcher.

"Join me, let go of your hands and feet, and do a great cause with me that will shock the world!"

"Don't worry, you're not a virgin, not even a woman, so naturally you can't provide me with an embryo. The theory I've studied so hard won't work for you, and I won't hurt you."

……

"Vigfortz, your suggestion is very tempting." Roy covered his face and took a deep breath and said sincerely, his heartbeat and hesitation were undisguised.

If he came to this world, the person he met at the beginning was not Lei Suo, but Vigo.

Under the guidance of this powerful and arrogant mage with extreme ego, he may embark on a very different path.

But right now, he is not an option.

"But I refuse."

"why?"

"Because I have friends, relatives, and people I love. Love is the bottom line of human nature, but you let me lose it?"

"I'm worried that once the bottom line is lost, there will be no turning back." There was a hint of struggle in Roy's tone.

"Aha? I understand now, you are still too young and naive! You can't recognize reality!" The mage stared at the demon hunter on the sofa, his tone unquestionable, "You need a life mentor to guide you."

"How about I come?"

Four eyes facing each other.

A pair of dark eyes full of ambition and longing.

Flames ignited in a pair of different-colored pupils, fueled by abundant fighting spirit!

The dim fortress, the wind is blowing!

The sparks in the fireplace crackled.

A wriggling, jumping, devil-like bloody shadow was projected on the wall!

A gigantic octopus jumped out from under the feet of the six people near the sofa.

hula-la-

Swinging endless, elastic, blood-colored arms and legs with contracting suction cups.

The four mages surrounding Roy maintained a confident expression on their faces, and were caught off guard and wrapped in a blood cocoon.

"Shh-"

The air is shredded.

A scarlet sword light flashed across the air.

The four figures under the blood cocoon instantly split into two.

But not a drop of blood spattered.

Only the brokenness and disillusionment of "Bobobo".The four Vigfortez are like bubbles that have been punctured, their reflections in the disturbed water.

into nothingness.

The four figures are all false illusions.

The demon hunter's heart sank, his five fingers continued to outline, the golden and pitch-black magic shield enveloped his whole body, and a kaleidoscope-like halo of Arden flowed under his feet. He stood in the center of the hall with his sword gripped tightly.Search around with extreme eyesight.

Empty walls, fire, candlesticks, sofa, dining table.

Lydia, who was seriously injured and unable to move.

But just without him.

"Haha, Roy, why don't you listen to advice?"

Vigfortz's joking voice echoed endlessly from all directions in the hall.

It's as if he has countless copies, he is everywhere.

"Do you think that if you can cut vegetables and cut melons and kill the elf warlock and Rins, you can kill me?"

"You know, here and now, in my Stygian castle, your actions are sailing against the current and urinating against the wind... Now, you are urinating into the tornado."

"I'll mercifully wake you up."

"Let you recognize the gap, and I will also see how far your ancient blood has developed."

The sound of thunder exploded, and then several dazzling flashes illuminated the entire hall, as if a Razer flew through the air!

The sofa slammed into the wall like a canoe overturned by a storm, and turned upside down.

Lydia, the sorceress, was buried inside, and she groaned in pain and fell silent.

The body protection shield on Roy's body fell apart in an instant.

In a flash, before he was completely paralyzed, he pulled the trigger.

whoosh-

The bowstring vibrates.

The crossbow shot across the air, sparks splashed in all directions, and a black alloy iron rod swung through the air like lightning before disappearing again.

But it accurately knocked the crossbow arrows into the air.

At the same time, the demon hunter, whose body was smoldering, disappeared from the center of the thunderstorm and appeared at the stairs.

His posture was like a drawn bow, and Arondette, held in both hands, was held by his face, like an arrow flying from the string!

The point of the sword pointed at a vague figure at the stairs.

The ever-changing blood-colored halo lingered behind him, like a scarlet python, and its thick torso rolled forward along the sword.

Wigfortz held the iron rod in his right hand at a short distance, and made a simple gesture with his left hand, and a roaring flame spewed out from his hand.

The majestic magic power surged with it.

The overwhelming flames exploded in front of Roy.

The flame dragon swallowed him whole.

"boom!"

A huge explosion resounded through the hall, and dust and debris from the ceiling fell down.

Roy's body seemed to be hit by a battering ram, and he was thrown out fiercely, hitting the stone wall of the hall. A large cobweb-like crack appeared on the granite, and the oil painting of "First Landing" fell to the ground with a bang!

There was a pungent smell of cigarettes in the hall.

He slumped to the ground weakly, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his chapped lips.

His limbs trembled, his skin was scorched black and red, and white smoke came out as if he had been roasted.

In the template, the life value was shockingly reduced by two-thirds.