From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

One team, two teams, three teams. Although these Nilfgaardians are only infantry, this is enough troops to flatten a small town. Appearing here together is only because this small village is close to the capital, and the army has just crossed the border, so extra people are left behind.

It's not so much that they are cleaning the battlefield, it's better to have fun while resting.

These soldiers were all lazy at the moment. They were called out with "enemy attack", but it turned out that there was only one enemy, and they hadn't dispersed just to watch the fun.

After all, Lann was wearing armor that was not simple at first glance, and he was obviously a knight.

Soldiers like this best when they are outnumbered.

"Where did this guy come from? Those eyes make people uncomfortable. What a freak."

"Who knows, it seems that it just suddenly appeared here with a 'bang'."

"It can't be a warlock, right? But how can a warlock dress like this..."

"He killed one of our men, with a thrown sword, with great strength."

"That sword seems to be worth a lot of money..."

Only the five soldiers who had witnessed Lan En's skill just now stood ready, and the companions who appeared in the brigade gave them courage.

In the front was a big man with an axe. He roared to cheer himself up and stepped forward first, swinging his weapon like a windmill.

There is no rules, no leeway, only strength can barely be praised. Lan En stepped forward with his left foot to get stuck, and slammed his sword into the opponent's entire body from his left shoulder to his left waist. The huge force caused the soldier to turn around in a circle.

First. Lan En thought silently.

The soldier died instantly, falling to his knees with no strength to support him. This height was just right before he fell completely to the ground.

Lan En stabbed hard in the direction of the soldier kneeling without looking at it, pierced the sword through the mouth of the corpse, and pierced it through the back of the head, effortlessly as if holding a dead fish.

Maintaining this posture, Lan En scanned the surrounding soldiers with his emotionless lion eyes, and said indifferently: "Are you sure you are just watching?"

The soldiers changed their eyes, they were from Nilfgaard, and this unknown knight in front of him dared to kill one of them in front of them!

Another soldier rushed over and danced vigorously with a half-length sword. Lan En kept the tip of the sword still, and lifted the hilt of the sword upwards as if pulling a brake, cutting the "dead fish"'s head in half, and then blocked the opponent's attack with the blood-stained sword. Turning around, he handed the silver sword in his hand to the opponent's chest with the strength of the opponent's forward charge.

Lan En strode forward without looking back, and wiped his sword vigorously with his back hand. the second.

At this moment, he felt his heart beating wildly, and there seemed to be some substance in his body that was continuously produced due to the battle. As the blood spread to all parts of his body, and as the battle became more intense, this substance also Let the power of his sword continue to grow.

[Adrenal toxin]: The unique hormone substance in the demon hunter's body. The adrenaline toxin produced in the battle can greatly enhance the melee attack power of the demon hunter, and it is also the basis for the adrenaline series of skills to work.

The next soldier couldn't stop. He wanted to run back, but he was within five steps of Lan En. He had to use defensive counterattacks, hoping to buy some time to wait for his teammates' support, which actually made him hold Lan En. The first slash.

But what followed was the second cut, the third cut, and the fourth cut. One sword is more powerful than the other, and each hit is heavier than the next, until the soldier fell to his knees, until the soldier's own sword was driven into his body by the huge force like a piling .

The third. Lan En thought silently.

He snatched the sword from the kneeling corpse and threw it like a javelin, piercing through the archer who had just shot an arrow in a sneak attack, and smashed it straight to the ground. The second arrow, which was resting on the bowstring and was about to be shot, went crooked.

the fourth.

The soldiers watched Lan En kill his four companions in an instant as if taking a walk in the courtyard, and finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

After all, it was the iron army fighting from south to north, and they quickly formed a fighting phalanx. This once again gave them the confidence to shout out that classic line:

"Don't be afraid, he is only one person!"

It seems that although they have an understanding of the seriousness of the problem, their understanding is not deep enough.

Lann raised his left hand that was not holding a sword. He didn't need to control the palm at all. As long as he thought about the desired effect in his mind, his fingers made a mysterious gesture as if they had muscle memory:

【Alder Seal】!

It is the seal of Alder of the Griffin School, the seal of Alder who has awakened the source of the ancient blood demon!

The mana value fluctuated slightly by double digits. Fayin's "little trick" seems to be insignificant for the magic power consumption of the magic source.

The shock wave, which is not inferior to the alchemy bomb, started from Lann's hand and spread in a fan shape, hitting the seven or eight soldiers at the outermost part of the formation to their knees, and the ten or so soldiers at the back were also shaken to the ground. He took two steps back and was supported by his companion.

The tight infantry formation was instantly destroyed.

When the soldiers at the front got up, they found that the unknown blond knight had rushed into their queue.

stupid? Take the initiative to rush into the encirclement when there are more than a dozen?

Lan En murmured blankly: "I don't want to count."

The soldiers looked at him blankly, what do you mean?

In the next second, a storm composed of blades and flesh danced wantonly in the crowd.

[Whirling Sword Dance]!

The blond man was spinning every moment, and every moment he drew his sword. The sword light was flickering at a speed that the naked eye could not catch. The soldiers wanted to raise their swords to block.

There may be lucky people who can block it once, but there will be a second and third blow immediately after, and more sword lights deftly bypass the defensive posture and get into the vitals of the body with ease.

At this moment, Lan seemed to have turned into a harvester. Wherever he went, those Nilfgaardian soldiers fell there like rice.

Lann panted slightly and adjusted his breathing. He had just launched this skill with physical strength, and it felt like he had sprinted 80 meters with a normal person's physique.

This kind of consumption is nothing compared to before becoming a demon hunter. Looking at the skill introduction, it seems that it can be driven by adrenaline and magic, why don't you try it together?

On the other side, the Nilfgaardians lost their courage in a blink of an eye. They frantically backed away, but they didn't notice a shiny black beast running towards them.

Heifeng's amber pupils shone with excitement, and his herbivorous horse showed the eyes of a cat when it was hunting.

This is not a horse, this is a chariot! Wherever it passed, soldiers flew out one after another, like rags and sacks twisting and writhing in mid-air, falling to the ground with broken bones and tendons.

The Heifeng man stood up, and punched a set of combined punches with his two front hooves in mid-air. The loud hissing pained the eardrums of the nearby soldiers.

"This is not a horse, this is a monster, come here and deal with it first!" The soldier who was wiped by the black wind and flew out screamed miserably.

Lan cut off a soldier's arm with a sword, and his left hand was close to the enemy's chest - [Alder Sign]!

With a "boom", that person flew out like a piece of paper, and blood shot out from every pore of the skin.

"That's not a human, it's a monster, it's a warlock! Come here and get rid of him first!"

The soldiers were caught in a dilemma. On one side was an unknown giant beast that looked like a chariot, and on the other was a human-shaped magical meat grinder. They didn't even know which direction to flee.

Finally a soldier yelled loudly and mournfully: "Keep a distance, use bows and arrows!"

The soldiers suddenly realized that they were not all archers as if grasping at straws, but adult men who practiced martial arts basically knew how to open a bow.

"Heifeng, dodge!"

The dense rain of arrows is not immune to most beast monsters. There was no need for Lann to remind, the beast with the advantage of avoiding disadvantages had already run aside.

The continuous rain of arrows composed of more than 20 people can always catch the [Arrow Offset] escape gap, and there is risk in using super reflex nerves. You have to use the newly upgraded skill points to point out the [Arrow Offset] on the spot. skills?

No, Lane has better options now.

The skills of the system are not rigid, just like [Mountainless] the distance and angle of each roll will not be exactly the same, and Lan can freely adjust the power of the skills within his own ability.

The mana value decreased by one bar at a time, and the three-digit mana was consumed, and Lann's hand took the [Alder's Seal] posture again.

The next moment, the strong wind crossed the border!

The arrows in the air were blown to pieces for a moment, and the whip-like wind made the soldiers unable to open their eyes at all. When they retreated and regained their sight, they found that the blond monster had already run up to them again. place within.

"It just so happens that you are all gathered together." Lann twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at the dozen or so people in front of him.

The effect of using magic power to activate the seal was better than expected, and Lann suddenly had a good idea in his heart.

He strode his horse slightly, stretched his left hand forward, and there was a flash of fire inside, and then his mana value began to continuously jump in double digits——

【Igni】【Igni】【Igni】【Igni】【Igni】【Igni】【Igni】! ! ! !

Ran turned into a ruthless flamethrower. Every time he waved his hand, one or two people turned into fireballs. This is not a game. Igni with a 20% or 10% ignition probability falls on the torch and ignites. The probability is 100%, and the ignition probability is only for creatures that are resistant to fire or magic, and humans are obviously not included!

The ignited soldiers were like a personal torch at the moment, howling and rolling and fleeing on the ground. The Nilfgaardian soldiers who had not been ignited at the back of the team were frightened, and they dropped their weapons and turned around to run away.

Will Lane give them the chance?

After repeated small jumps in the mana value, it seemed as if a finishing move was about to appear at last, and suddenly fell down a knot, and Lann also took a deep breath at this time, and slightly began to accumulate strength——

[Magic Explosion · Igni]! ! ! ! !

The flame instantly covered all the space in front of Lane, engulfing more than a dozen remaining soldiers in one breath, and then the flame rolled back, even rushing towards Lann.

Wait a minute, did I forget to go to [Quen's Seal]?

Forget it, next time for sure.

With a sound of "whoosh", the flames spun in place, forming a small whirlwind of flames. Lan En jumped out of it with a "plop" sound, and his jumping power, which had been mutated and increased, spanned an astonishing distance.

He patted the dust on his head and armor nonchalantly, thinking that among all the skills, [Mountain] is still the most reliable.

Lan looked back at the flaming tornado that wailed from time to time. He slightly compared the power of the seal with or without magic power poured into it, and found that only the scale of the spell had changed.

That is to say, from a fireball to a sea of ​​fire, from burning a few to burning a group. However, the core temperature of the flame has not changed, and it has not been able to directly burn out the magma like Geron did. Instead, Lann's hand is the kind of "fire that will be burned by magma".

If you want to improve the hard power of the seal, you may eventually have to implement it to improve the level of skills.

A soldier was still alive and fell to the ground, groaning weakly. This is the last Nilfgaardian soldier.

Heifeng moved his ears, and walked over with a stride. It glanced at the flame tornado in the field and the battle scene as if a gust of wind passed by, thoughtfully.

With a "whoosh", Heifeng raised his left front hoof towards the soldier.

The soldier closed his eyes in fear.

The flaming tornado crackled and burned. Lan looked back at his steed strangely.

"Heifeng, what are you doing?"

Neither the horses nor the frightened soldiers moved.

Lan shook his head. He noticed the girl whose clothes were torn at the beginning. At this moment, she hugged her legs and shivered uncontrollably, but there was an indescribable expression in her eyes when she looked at the soldiers howling in the flames. carefree.

Lan looked around and noticed the flag on the ground with the three lions of Cintra embroidered on it. He walked over and shook the dust vigorously, and handed this to the girl.

"Boom" and "Boom" sounded again, and the soldiers killed by Igni exploded under the effect of [Magical Sense], and the impact caused other soldiers who were ignited to be thrown out of the flames like fireworks.

In the end, the flame tornado "hula" finally dissipated, and the scorching air swept away, and the hot wind swept by, making the three lions flag of Sintra in Lann's hand flutter with the wind.

The girl stared wide-eyed, watching the man's sunny blond hair being blown wantonly, blood and sand staining his handsome face and simple and majestic armor, and the three lions emblem banner wrapped him up and defended Lie Lie under the guidance of the wind rattle.

The most important thing is the dark golden eyes, just like the lion pupils painted on the three lions coat of arms on the flag.

The girl's face was scorched red by the flames: "You are... Lord Lannister? Did you jump out of the coat of arms to save us?"

Lan En was inexplicable, and waited: "You know me?"

"Boom" sounded. The Nilfgaardian soldiers who had closed their eyes for a long time on the ground seemed to want to run away, but Hei Feng, who had been motionless for a long time, finally lowered his front hooves impatiently, taking the life of the last Nilfgaardian soldier.

It scraped the dirt on the ground to wipe off the blood on its hooves, and snorted disdainfully.