Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1451 1423. Warning

In the worst case, Vigfortz may have two more chances to make a wish.

If he fights normally, he can't be a match for Gedimitis.

In the era when the old wizard was learning and active, those first-generation wizards were truly like gods and demons.

Elemental interface creatures such as genies and fire giants can use the chaotic magic of the world without any sluggishness, and achieve infinite magic in a certain sense.

But in that era, powerful wizards just didn't want to bother looking for them.

And for a warlock like Joffrey Monk who has both means and interests, it's not surprising that he caught a dozen of them in a bottle at once.

Each genie is equivalent to having infinite magic, and at the same time, he is irritable and ruthless, but isn't he caught by Joffrey Monk at will?

The warlock with superb means relies on magic research and spell improvement to make his magic burst power in a short period of time directly overwhelm the genie, and then catch it. This is the basic idea.

Even if the person who controls the infinite magic power of the Djinn is Vigfortz, it would only take a little effort for Gedimitis to deal with him.

He has lived for so long and has had so many fantastic experiences. A young wizard who has mastered the Djinn can't do anything to him. He might even be beaten to death by him.

But the wishing technique is different.

The high-level way for a wizard to use the Djinn is undoubtedly to use the Djinn to enslave its endless magic power, and then weave that magic power into suitable magic to do things for himself.

The most brutal, wasteful, but also the most unreasonable is to make only three wishes directly to the Djinn.

Just like in fairy tales, after completing three wishes, the Djinn will be free and return to the air element interface.

And those wishes will also be fulfilled like in fairy tales, but there will be some deviations.

Because the Djinn are not the kind-hearted djinn in fairy tales who like to play pranks at most. They hate their captors to the bone!

As long as there are any loopholes in the description of the wishing spell, then these creatures with intelligence no less than that of humans will definitely hope to kill their captives while fulfilling the rigid regulations of fulfilling the wish.

For example, just now, when Tissaya said what state Vigofortz was in, Lan En just narrowed his eyes and glanced around, and basically understood what had happened here before.

Gedimitis can definitely suppress the young wizard, even easily.

But referring to the state of the old wizard just now, Lan En can also imagine what wish Vigofortz would make when he was about to be suppressed to death.

——Let the heart of Henry Gedimitis in front of him jump out of his chest now.

The description must be clear and accurate.

If the old wizard is just to die, then the spirits may set the time of "death" to decades later.

Or, design the "method of death" as: killing Vigofortz and dying together.

While thinking, Lan had walked from the damaged and melted top floor of Gastang Palace to the outer wall of the building.

Looking down from this height difference, the repaired black and white stone bridge was only as thick as a chopstick.

The sea breeze blew more fiercely at this height, and Lan's skirt armor made of Smaug dragon skin rustled, but his footsteps were not at all chaotic.

After walking out of the tower of Gastang Palace, Lan looked around.

It didn't take much effort to find Ciri's footprints.

The sudden outbreak of chaos and fighting must have startled her, and Yennefer, who brought her here, must have cast a protective spell on her at the first time, so that she would not die instantly in the flames of the burning tower.

Lan didn't know where Yennefer was now, but no matter what, he was ready to find Ciri first.

Moving quickly along the outer eaves of the tower, Lan's attainments in [Light Body Skill] and his own flexibility and strength were combined.

Following Ciri's cautious footsteps, Lan saw the body of an elf who had fallen to the bottom of the tower halfway.

His hat was decorated with a squirrel tail.

It seemed that he wanted to reach out to catch Ciri, but Ciri, who had been trained by the witcher's "Killer Road" and learned [Light Body Breathing Method] and [Ashina Style], easily made him fall down.

All the way, Ciri was very smart. She knew how to use her flexible and petite body to go to those dangerous and difficult roads.

But at the end, Lan still frowned unconsciously.

In the witcher's vision, she went up all the way and headed straight for the highest point on the island of Thanedd - Tor Laura.

The Chaos Teleport Tower abandoned in the elf era!

At the uphill entrance of the tower, Lan saw an acquaintance.

Geralt.

One of his legs had been broken, and because of the broken knee turned outward, he looked like a long and short leg.

His sickly milky white hair was smeared with his own blood on his face, which was a mess. It was the look of a fatal head injury.

The broken hand was placed aside. If it hadn't been for this hand blocking the head, Geralt's brain would have been smashed out of his ear!

Lann immediately went over to help.

But as he approached quickly, he could hear the old witcher mumbling persistently after he fainted.

"Ciri. Run!"

So Lan En stepped on the stone brick steps, and suddenly there was a muffled sound of bricks breaking.

The young demon hunter had a calm face, but his breathing, which had been practiced to be consistent, was messed up for a moment.

The real weight of his body and the footsteps that came quickly suddenly crushed the stone bricks of the steps uncontrollably.

Then, his breathing was adjusted again, and Lan En's footsteps made him like a gust of violent wind, passing Geralt, only throwing the small shield on his waist on him, and then rushed straight into the tower of Tor Laura!

When Lan En rushed in, he just saw Viggo Fortz's feet leave the ground, as if he was going to float up and track down layer by layer until he found the target.

After seeing Lan En coming in, he stopped rising in height, but just maintained a height where he could look at the demon hunter on an equal footing.

"I'm surprised, Lan En, I thought you would be more rational." Viggo Fortz said with a smile. "After all, I have left a very conspicuous warning, right?"

"You think Geralt is a 'warning'?" Lan said softly, unable to hear his emotions. "Of course, I met him."

"Oh, I forgot." Vigfortz said without sincerity, "He seems to be your friend? The kind of relationship is pretty good? What a pity. I actually hope to hear the news of his death."

"Before he fainted, I said 'I hope to see you again one day', but you know, Lan En."

Vigfortz said easily as if he was complaining to a friend: "That's just a polite remark. He is too insignificant to me."

"That's not the case." Lan En's voice was as light as a sigh, and his eyes were drooping, "He's still alive, and his injuries are getting better."

Vigfortz's smile gradually faded: "This is unpleasant news for me."

"Unpleasant?" Lan En tilted his head, "Then I'm relieved."

"Swish!!!"

An extremely sharp air blade suddenly burst out from the scabbard on Lan En's waist!

The movement of his arm drawing the knife and slashing was extremely smooth, and it was so fast that it was terrifying!

It almost looked like a video frame drop to others! The palm of the hand was still quietly pressing on the hilt of the knife, making a state of alert.

But the next moment, the palm had already held the clear blade and raised it horizontally to the other side of the body!

It was impossible to see the movement trajectory in the middle!

But even though it was so fast, Lan En's hands and body, the stability of the movement and the center of gravity were still flawless!

The flash of high-pressure air blade was like a silver line flashing through the air.

It was different from the original [Ashina Style], when a powerful and long-distance air blade was cut out, there would be obvious traces of air refraction cross-section in the air.

As Lan En's skills continued to improve to the current [Water Shape Sword], his skills gradually transformed into increasingly perfect and dangerous.

The silver line formed by the condensation of high-density air flashed, and only a sharp and high-frequency sound of breaking through the air shocked the eardrum!

After the light and almost traceless silver line flashed, the space around the silver line was swept by the violent wind!

A sharp and clean mark of the broken end extended out on the ground along with the silver line in an instant.

The silver line drifted diagonally across the body of Vigofortz in mid-air.

And it cut through without any hindrance, leaving sharp marks on the stone pillars and walls of the tower behind him!

Vigofortz's figure was still floating there, seemingly unaffected.

And Lan En's lowered eyes had already glanced to the side of his body in advance.

After swinging the knife, the arm seemed to have planned the subsequent moves long ago, and smoothly returned to defense and stopped above the back of the head.

And after Lan En's action was completed, a crisp metal collision sound was heard accompanied by sparks!

"Ding!!!"

A nearly two-meter-long, absolutely solid iron staff was waved by Vigofortz who suddenly appeared behind Lan En, and was blocked on Lan En's blade!

Lan En did not look back, but he had already felt from the intersection of the weapons that the other party was trying to withdraw the weapon, return to defense or retreat.

However, the strange power transmitted by performing [Dengli] disturbed Vigofortz's coordination of the body.

It made him slow down by half a beat.

It was this half a beat difference.

"Swish!"

The blade that had just stopped at the right time, after blocking the iron stick, poured down like a stream!

The clear blade sparked, and the smooth movement almost instantly cut off the opponent's fingers and half of the palm!