Demon Hunter and His Hut

After something like this happened, the party could no longer go on, and everyone looked worried.

Roger didn't explain too much about this, he knew that no matter what he said at this time, no one would believe it.

"Escal, you guys go and get ready."

Vesemir didn't want to sit still, but Roger clapped his hands when he heard that, attracting everyone's attention.

"Go to the top of the castle, I have prepared a gift for everyone."

"Gift?" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why Roger was still in the mood to joke at such a critical juncture?

"Roger..." Vesemir hesitated to speak, but Roger only gave the latter a consoling smile.

"I'm not going to make fun of everyone's lives, go and see, you'll understand."

There was a fire burning in the castle, but the top of the tower was raging with cold wind. At this time, some snowflakes had already fallen in the sky, and it would not be long before the wind and snow would blow and cover the valley castle together.

"What are you going to show us?"

Geralt couldn't help being curious, Roger smiled and said nothing, and pointed in the direction of the castle exit.

It was a narrow path, and only the shadows of the undulating peaks could be seen in the dark.

"Is there a means of escape here?"

Dandelion shrank his neck, although he was wearing a thick leather jacket, he still couldn't help feeling the chill in his bones.

The bard knew he had worn enough, and the only thing that kept him cold was his recent intemperance.

Even if the girls of the Queen of the Night don't suck blood, they can take turns to fight, which is enough for Dandelion Dan's body to bear.

To be honest, Dandelion felt a little regretful at this moment, he felt that he should really leave with the red-haired sorceress just now.

"Is there a dragon hidden here?" Dandelion looked around, the darkness was blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"what exactly is it?!"

Roger's calm smile infected many people, and everyone started guessing.

But at this moment, Ciri couldn't help frowning, and she glanced at Roger.

"What's wrong?" Geralt noticed the abnormality of the girl.

"There are magic fluctuations, and someone is casting a spell nearby."

Ciri replied.

"They have really come, and they are so close to us!"

Escal's pupils had turned orange, and the darkness couldn't obstruct his vision. In this environment, if those warlocks made a slight mistake, they would become the ghosts of his sword.

"Not here."

Ciri pointed in one direction.

"It's far away from here, probably on the other side of the mountain."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

Ciri can still detect it from such a long distance, which is enough to show how huge this force is.

buzz buzz.

Immediately, all the witcher badges hanging around everyone's necks jumped,

At this moment, the pitch-black night sky was torn apart by a mass of white light.

In an instant, half of the sky was lit up.

"It's their magic salvo!"

Geralt screamed loudly. In the past, when Yennefer was tossed and lost all his strength after being drunk, he couldn't help but tell Geralt about some things that happened on Mount Soden back then.

The sorceress once said that she would never forget the brilliant light in the sky that night.

That beauty surpasses all the fireworks in the world.

And now Geralt sees the light that Yennefer once described on Kaer Morhen's castle.

He admitted that Ye Naifa was right, the gorgeous magic light entangled together was indeed breathtakingly beautiful.

"Magic? My God!"

"They're going to blow up Kaer Morhen!" Dandelion yelled strangely, and fell to the ground as he retreated.

The small eyes standing beside him also had an ugly expression.

"Run, hide!"

"Go down!"

Dandelion ran towards the stairs in a panic, but strangely, except for him, everyone else seemed extremely calm.

"That's too late……"

Vesemir spoke.

"Put your chest out, at least die with dignity."

"Is this your gift?"

Eskar smiled wryly, he restrained his body's instinct to run away.

Yes, if you can meet death like this, it is better than being attacked by a back arrow, and then your head is cut off and hung on the city wall.

"What an astonishing coincidence, do you remember?"

"A few years ago today was the day I first came to Kaer Morhen."

"It's also the day you die!" Lambert grinned, and finally couldn't help but sarcastically.

Half of the sky was illuminated, and the magic light was getting closer and closer. Seeing that the entire castle was about to be covered by this terrifying force, Roger opened his hand.

Then everyone saw that the magic that filled the sky exploded like a bubble, and the energy that was enough to smash through the city wall and burn the body disappeared without a trace.

Light and shadow flashed before his eyes.

The little eyes even stretched out their hands curiously, allowing the brilliance to pass through between their fingers.

But all she felt was the cold wind on top of the castle.

"What a beauty……"

"Are we already dead?"

"Is this a hallucination?" Dandelion held his head.

At this time, everyone realized the strangeness of the matter and turned their attention to Roger's face.

"I said it was a gift."

Roger smiled.

Geralt seemed to understand something.

"Is it the method of banning magic that Triss mentioned?"

"When you were repairing the castle, you secretly completely remodeled the entire Kaer Morhen!"

"No, if the magic doesn't work here, then Triss should have already discovered it when she came here."

"Or is this method completely under your control?"

"So that's how it is!" Vesemir also looked suddenly enlightened, he laughed and stepped forward to pat Roger on the shoulder.

"And said you were not prepared!"

"Sure enough, I knew you were not a lunatic who wanted to die!"

Vesemir's voice was loud. He stood on the top of the wall and pointed down.

"If the magic in the castle cannot take effect, then these wizards and warlocks will not pose any threat to us. The roads here are all destroyed, and there is only one passage to enter the castle."

"We guard there, and whoever wants to pass will have to pay a heavy price!"

Speaking of which, he looked sad.

"such a pity."

"If you were here, the massacre of Kaer Morhen would not have happened, and the Witcher Castle like this would not have declined."

"Then we'll be able to see more of our companions as we wander the world."

"Tell me what else you have prepared?"

"Tell us together!"

Roger shrugged, "To be honest, I really didn't prepare anything, just now..."

"hehe……"

Everyone sneered at the same time, and looked at Roger with weird eyes, which seemed to be expressing silent contempt.

At this time, even Dandelion couldn't stand it anymore.

"As a bard, it's my job to make up stories, but no matter how outrageous it is, I won't open my eyes and talk nonsense like you..."

Everyone in Kaer Morhen who experienced the same scene was extremely shocked, but it was farther away.

Triss climbed up from the hillside, and Philippa and Wigfortz saw the whole process through the gap.

There are also many wizards who release magic together and are immersed in the powerful destructive power of magic.

At this moment the collective lost their voices.

"It's cold."

A young warlock suddenly sighed with emotion.

They both felt a bone-chilling chill at the same time.

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