Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

In this world, normal people would not choose to travel at night, let alone in the wild at night.

That means great danger, because you don't know what you're going to encounter.

Maybe it's a ferocious beast that hunts at night, maybe it's a monster that haunts the night, or maybe it's the rumored terrifying wandering ghost.

Anyway, traveling at night is dangerous.

Geralt would not have been willing to travel at night if it wasn't for the purpose of getting to Forovdo Town as soon as possible to earn more money.

He prefers to play a few Gwent cards at night and then sleep with a beautiful woman in his arms.

"Da da da..."

In the silent wilderness, the sound of a few horse hooves suddenly broke the tranquility of the night.

From far to near, the sound of three horses' hooves that had been galloping for a while gradually slowed down.

Naturally, there were Gordon, the demon hunter Geralt, and his apprentice Sheena, who came from the small village of Lava.

The three of them came out of the small village of Lava, and under the leadership of Geralt, they rode horses all the way until now.

In Geralt's words, he was familiar with the previous section of the road and it was relatively safe.

But you definitely can’t run like this next, something difficult may appear, and the horse also needs to rest.

"Keep walking along this road, and soon we should see an abandoned village, where we can rest for the night."

Geralt looked at the wilderness ahead and said.

At this time, the night was hazy, and a few sparse stars lit up in the wilderness sky.

Night vision is naturally not a problem for the veteran demon hunter Geralt.

It's not a big problem for Xina who has already passed the first trial.

After Gordon strengthened his physique, not only his physical strength but also his physical fitness were significantly improved.

In other aspects, such as smell, hearing, vision and even sex, Gordon feels that he has been improved to a certain extent.

Even at night, Gordon's vision has improved slightly, and it is no longer as dark as before.

On such a hazy night, it would be no problem to see the wilderness clearly with a ray of starlight.

The blonde girl Sheena has always been a teacher.

Gordon is a novice demon hunter who can no longer be a novice.

The two of them naturally had no objections to Geralt's arrangement.

"call..."

The cold wind blew through the wilderness with whimpering sounds.

At this time, the night was getting darker and a trace of mist began to rise from the wilderness.

The three of them rode horses and walked quietly on the grassy path on both sides.

At this moment, in front of the wilderness trail.

Suddenly an area shimmering with a faint white hazy light appeared.

In the pale white light, a figure wearing an exquisite black robe and an extremely graceful figure was dancing in the light.

Late at night, in the wilderness overgrown with grass, a strange and graceful black figure suddenly appeared.

This strange phenomenon immediately made the horses under the three seats neigh uneasily and refused to move forward even half a step.

"What is that?"

Gordon tried hard to control the horse under his seat, trying his best to see clearly the face of the graceful figure dancing in front of him, but he couldn't see it clearly.

"teacher..."

Xina comforted the horse beneath her, looked at the strange situation ahead and spoke uneasily.

Geralt didn't make a sound, he just stared at the strange dancer in front of him, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

After a while, he slowly said:

"It is rumored that there is a kind of monster in this world."

"When the sun sets and the earth loses the remaining warmth of the day in the wind, night demons will appear. They are as dark as night, absorbing the power of the moonlight, and dance wildly in uninhabited fields, forests, and wilderness."

"When those mortals who are deceived and attracted to see the demon spirits dancing at night will gradually be blinded by the moonlight, and will be forced to dance with them, until they also become the demon spirits at night."

"I thought it was just a legend, but it's obviously not. We might be in trouble..."

Geralt's face was serious and his voice was low.

"What should we do?"

Xina obviously regarded her teacher Geralt as her main figure and asked quickly.

"Can we take a detour?"

Gordon looked up at Geralt and said.

"Can't get around it."

"Did you see that side? Where the fog rises, there is a swamp."

"And over there, over there too."

Geralt pointed to the far sides of the wilderness trail. The fog there was thick, but it was much thicker than the thin fog on the trail below them.

"This is the nearest road to the town of Forovdo."

"If we must take a detour, we will be delayed for at least nearly two days."

"Every minute we waste now means a waste of gold coins."

"We can't afford to delay..."

Jero shook his head slowly, jumped off the horse and threw the reins to Xina behind: "Watch the horse and pay attention to the surroundings."

"Come on, boy, let me see your true strength."

"You won't be disappointed."

Gordon dismounted and handed the reins to Xina.

The three horses were obviously frightened by the so-called night demons in front of them, and they kept trampling their hooves in panic.

If no one was there to watch over him, he would probably turn around and run away soon.

It would be really troublesome if there were no horses in such a remote place.

"Then be careful."

Xina also dismounted, knowing that she was the weakest, so she took the reins and calmed the horse.

"Wow..."

The sword blade made a sharp sound as it scraped across the scabbard, and Geralt slowly pulled out the cross sword from behind.

The silver sword body reflected the starlight in the sky, making the obscure and complicated magic runes engraved on the sword flicker as if alive.

This is a cross silver sword that you will know is extraordinary as soon as you see it. It is much better than the ordinary ones that Gordon bought at the blacksmith shop in Lava Village.

Gordon didn't care, he only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

He decided to ask Geralt after he was done, and to get one when he had the money.

"Wow..."

Pulling out the silver sword, Gordon followed quickly.

"Boy, you have to remember that although our business never does business at a loss."

"However, sometimes necessary sacrifices can be exchanged for greater benefits."

"Just like now, this bastard is blocking our way to money. Even if there is no employer, we will kill her!"

"Because there is our faith ahead!"

"Once you give in the first time, there will be a second time..."

"When your faith is covered in dust, the sword in your hand will no longer be sharp..."

"At that time, you will be finished..."

Geralt spoke slowly, glanced sideways at Gordon who was following him, then reached out and took out a small bottle of something dark.

"Been taught a lesson."

Gordon nodded solemnly and looked up at the graceful black dancer still dancing in the hazy moonlight not far ahead.

At such a distance, his eyes began to feel a slight burning pain, but he still couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

"Come on, let me see how powerful the legendary monster is!"

Geralt drank the small black bottle in one gulp, roared, raised his sword and charged forward.