Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 768 750. The ancient deer-headed spirit

To be honest, now is not a good time to confront the deer-headed spirit.

Generally speaking, there are three stages for a witcher to fight against a deer-headed spirit.

In the first stage, it is confirmed whether the deer-headed spirit is bound to the life of someone in the area, and the curse is dealt with first to prevent the deer-headed spirit from being reborn in the end, making all the work in vain.

In the second stage, the magical totems of the deer-headed spirit in the territory must be cleared, and the deer-headed spirit's absorption and utilization of natural power must be greatly reduced.

The third stage is head-on confrontation.

This is what Lan En said before: sending the cursed people out of the territory of the deer-headed spirit is one-third of the way done.

But plans can't keep up with changes.

Before Lan En came, he never thought that the cat cursed by the deer-headed spirit would meet again with the deer-headed spirit.

It seemed that the deer-headed spirit took the initiative to show up and save some of his 'precious assets'.

This situation is extraordinary, at least Lan En has never heard of it in his chats with Geralt and Vesemir.

As for the small talk with Berengar, it was meaningless. When this guy was young, he didn't even dare to accept the commission of a gryphon, let alone a mythical monster like the deer-headed spirit.

According to the two master demon hunters of the Wolf School, they even interviewed people who were cursed by the deer-headed spirit in several commissions, telling them to stay away from the territory of the deer-headed spirit and never come back for life.

Of course, some of them did not listen to the witcher's advice. Instead, they became agitated and unable to control themselves. They spoke harshly to the witcher and even drew their swords to attack them.

After all, when people leave their hometown and live in other places, it means that all social relations have to be restructured, and it is difficult to say whether they can support themselves.

In the eyes of most villagers, the demon hunter's request is no different than 'leaving your land and house behind and going to beg for food elsewhere'.

Of course the villagers would resist, and of course the witcher would subdue or kill the villagers before he was injured.

In the subsequent battle, the deer-headed spirit showed no knowledge of this.

This shows that the deer-headed spirit's monitoring and contact with the object of his curse are simply dispensable.

Vesemir speculated that the curse of the deer-headed spirit only had the effect of "absorbing the life force from the cursed person and rebirth after its own death."

But now, the deer-headed spirit standing in front of Lan En clearly had a very special curse.

It's even so special that it can sense the danger of the person it curses and emerge from the shadows.

Lan En slowly moved the joints and muscles in his body, adjusting his body to a mode suitable for conflict.

This deer-headed spirit is very unusual.

The witcher thought to himself.

Whether it’s because of the unprecedented progress in this ecologically prosperous world, or because the ancient deer-headed spirits have mastered magic that is older and weirder than ordinary deer-headed spirits.

This is a monster beyond his hunting experience.

There was a sharp sound of "噌".

Shining silver light appeared on Lan En's left waist, and finally drew a circle behind him, cutting off a tree root that quietly poked out from the ground.

"You are very experienced in dealing with demon hunters, I can tell."

Lan En began to turn sideways and bow towards the deer-headed spirit to reduce his exposed area in front of the enemy.

The most important thing is to hide your alchemical leather bag behind your back.

The tree root that broke out of the ground just now was aimed at Lan En's alchemy leather bag.

The witcher's cat eyes stared intently into the hollow eyes of the pale deer skull.

"Do you think the most troublesome thing about a witcher is the endless supply of targeted props in that small bag? Let me guess if the witcher who died at his hands was wearing a snarling wolf head pendant?"

The deer-headed spirit didn't react at all, except for a "whoosh" sound coming from under its skull, like a gust of cold wind blowing through the hollow.

Amidst the crackling sound of branches intertwined with each other, the deer-headed spirit raised its withered arm horizontally.

Then two necklaces hung down from its arms, and the pendants were dangling.

Those were indeed two wolf head pendants, but they were different from what Lan En had seen before.

It is not a three-dimensional carved wolf head, but a silhouette of a wolf head embossed on a silver coin.

This should be a very ancient form of the witcher's pendant.

Its IQ is not low, and it wants to use this thing to irritate me.

Lan En analyzed calmly.

For Lan En, the news that he has a high IQ is actually not 'bad'.

"But there are many schools of demon hunters. For example, I am different from the ones you killed."

Lan En chuckled softly and inadvertently let his necklace slip out of his neck. At the same time, the stance that was originally protecting the alchemy leather bag on his waist also made a natural adjustment of his center of gravity, seemingly relaxing his guard.

Continuous, whistling sounds suddenly came from the surrounding shadows in the darkness.

The head of the group was holding the flannel ball and looking around for no apparent reason. The demon hunter's keen senses have discovered that this is the sudden sound of tree roots rapidly expanding beneath the ground.

"Get ready for war, it's not going to let us withdraw."

Lan shouted.

"What about this kitten? It hasn't gone out yet! At least send it to the coral platform above! Isn't this fight in vain?"

"It's useless to send it up. The territory of this deer-headed spirit includes the Miasma Valley and the Coral Terrace vertically. Even if you want to use a walking pterosaur to get out, it will take two days to fly."

Lan En's eyes were serious.

"We are already blocked in front of us, so we can only take one step at a time!"

The grand leader gritted his teeth and thought for a while, but his brain full of muscles really couldn't think of any solution.

He could only put down the calico cat in his arms and said, "Hide quickly, we are going to do it soon."

But before the leader could finish speaking, Mao Mao immediately lifted up his helmet, raised his head and shouted seriously.

"Want to fight? Then count me in, meow!"

"Listening to what you just said, this matter is obviously related to me, right? Although I was scared just now, and I am confused now, I cannot accept that on the battlefield that concerns me, I am running away!"

"The warriors of the plunder tribe will never accept meow!"

The calico cat tried hard to raise his looting knife high to the leader, trying to prove that he was a warrior.

The grand leader held his forehead and sighed, but before he could say anything, Lan En's voice came over.

"Then let him stay and help. Even in the end, we will have a chance to deal with it."

How about 'in the end', Lan En didn't finish the sentence.

But the head of the group already had a bad guess in his mind.

Even in this world where the conflicts between intelligent creatures have been greatly alleviated, intelligent creatures are still fighting against natural disasters and ecological changes.

And resistance will be accompanied by sacrifices, trade-offs, and giving up. The grand leader is also someone who understands these truths.

Facing the already awakened flannel ball, the head of the group had nothing to say.

". Then fight!"

The light red fighting spirit exploded like an explosion, making his blond hair look sharper.

At the same time, as if demonstrating strength, the deer-headed spirit opened its hands widely.

Under the pale deer skull, there was a deep sound of cold wind passing through the hollow.

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