Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

"Bang..."

The black vial exploded on the spot.

After drinking the potion, Geralt's face immediately became distorted, and his pupils quickly turned pitch black.

The black meridians on his face swelled and quickly covered his entire face.

In just a few moments, Geralt, who was originally full of charm as a middle-aged mature man, became as ferocious as a demon.

The dangerous aura on his body is also rising.

Standing next to him, Gordon could clearly feel that Geralt's strength was at least twice as strong as before he drank the potion.

The effect of the potion is terrifying!

To deal with spirit monsters, except for the bonus of drinking magic potion, ordinary sword oil has no effect on such monsters.

It's better to just use a silver sword to harden the anus.

Although Gordon didn't have any magic potion, he didn't dare to take it for the time being.

But his enhanced physical strength and basic swordsmanship level 2 gave him the courage to face monsters and follow a path similar to that of a witcher.

Geralt rushed forward, followed closely by Gordon holding a long sword.

At the moment when the two of them were about to pounce on the graceful black night spirit.

"ah..."

A shrill, piercing scream exploded.

The area that was shrouded in pale white hazy moonlight a second ago suddenly turned into a dense black atmosphere.

The seductive figure that danced gracefully before instantly turned into a dark, skinny and ferocious mummy as dry wood, baring its teeth and claws at the two people who were attacking.

"The more beautiful the appearance, the uglier the truth."

"You make me sick to my stomach..."

The ferocious-looking Geralt looked at the terrifying night demon and murmured, with no trace of regret in his tone.

Gordon was not as interested as Geralt, and even the night spirit could tease him, although the graceful figure he had just transformed into was indeed tempting enough.

Before Geralt finished speaking, Gordon struck up with his silver sword.

"Bang..."

There was a muffled sound.

The silver sword slashed at the skinny dark arm covered by the night demon.

It's like being chopped on dead wood, it's very hard.

At night, the demon spirit took the opportunity to approach Dungeon, opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream.

"ah..."

Gordon paused immediately, as if he felt like countless needles were drilling into his head, and he had a splitting headache.

Gordon put a hand on his forehead and looked pained.

The night demon spirit immediately waved the pitch-black claws on its dark, skinny hands and clawed at Gordon's head with a scream that broke through the air.

If this is true, Gordon will immediately end up with his head moved.

At this moment, Geralt's attack arrived.

"Bang..."

The cross silver sword and the sharp claw collided together, and the fire exploded.

"Be careful boy, this monster is much harder to deal with than the demon spirit."

Geralt fought off the night demon with one sword, and before chasing after him again, he didn't forget to remind Gordon.

"Thanks..."

Gordon quickly calmed down and said gratefully with a pale face.

I'm really happy and scared at the same time.

I was really careless just now. I was just a little bit away from it, and I might have been killed by the claws of the night demon.

Gordon, who had originally thought that he had strengthened his strength and physique by level one, and had raised his basic swordsmanship to level 2, was a little arrogant and immediately sobered up a lot.

This world is far scarier than I imagined, and I am far from the time to expand.

Only by staying awake and in awe at all times can you go further in this world.

No wonder some people say there is great terror between life and death.

Gordon just walked on the edge of life and death, and his whole person seemed to have undergone a spiritual transformation in an instant.

"call..."

Taking a deep breath, Gordon looked up at the night demon who was fighting Geralt back and forth, and charged forward with his sword again.

"Bang..."

Gordon's sneak attack was successful, and the silver sword slashed hard at the night demon spirit's back, although it could only cut half an inch into the night demon spirit's dark and dry body.

But Gordon's violent power and the silver sword's inherent ability to restrain monsters immediately caused the night demon who was fighting Geralt to tremble and stagger.

Geralt seized the opportunity, strode forward, and slashed his cross sword head-on.

In a hurry, the night demon spirit waved its sharp claws that exuded a dark luster to resist Geralt's attack.

He turned his head suddenly and screamed again.

"ah..."

The shrill and piercing howling sound exploded again.

"I still want to do this!"

The moment the opponent turned his head, Gordon immediately stopped and jumped back.

Sure enough, once the distance is increased, the power of the night demon spirit's deadly scream is quickly greatly reduced.

Feeling the slight tingling sensation in his mind, Gordon understood.

Moreover, he was also sure that the screams of the night demon spirits could not be released continuously.

Otherwise, why didn't the other party release Geralt once, and it was specifically for him?

The demon spirit at night is probably still a bitch who bullies the weak and fears the strong!

Without thinking much, Gordon rushed forward again and slashed at the night demon with his sword.

The overall strength of the night demon is stronger than Gordon, but weaker than Geralt.

There are two types of ultimate moves that are difficult to deal with: one is the quick dash, which is the move that makes Gordon suddenly approach at the beginning of the battle;

Another move is the fatal scream that is hard to guard against, and Gordon has also been hit by this move.

Both moves have a certain time cooldown limit.

When Geralt and Gordon began to become somewhat familiar with the fighting methods of night demons.

The end of the battle is not far away.

"Bang..."

"Bang..."

Even though the night demon was wildly waving its black claws that were comparable to swords, Gordon and Geralt's silver swords still slashed at the night demon one after another.

"ah..."

A shrill scream suddenly sounded.

The night demon faced Geralt, who was furiously attacking her, and once again opened its hideous and ugly mouth.

Geralt, who was on guard, suddenly made a hand seal as soon as he noticed the movement of the night spirit's mouth.

"Seal - Impact"

"Bang!"

As soon as the night demon spewed out its deadly scream, it was swept back by a violent airflow and severely knocked the night demon flying several meters.

"Good opportunity!"

Gordon's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward quickly, holding the sword in both hands and slashing at the unsteady night demon spirit.

"Click..."

It was as if a big tree was being split open and the sound of dry wood being chopped was heard.

The night demon spirit's neck, which was much thinner than its body, was cut in two by the silver sword.

As soon as the dark and terrifying head hit the ground, it rolled sideways with a bang.

The dry and thin body without the head stood upright on the ground motionless, and traces of black liquid began to overflow from the headless torso of the night demon, which was extremely fishy.

"Huh...huh..."

"Finally dead..."

Looking at the body of the night demon spirit that began to melt into a black smelly liquid, Gordon breathed heavily and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem..."

"There is another difficult monster in the monster illustrated book."

Geralt coughed a few times. He had just been tormented by a move from the night spirit that quickly approached.

It's a good thing that I brought that boy with me, as the demon spirits at night are really difficult to deal with.

If only he and Hina were on the road today, I'm afraid they might not be able to deal with this demon spirit today.

As for that kid, although his experience is very poor, he is a complete rookie.

But the other party's swordsmanship is really good. I'm afraid he can be on par with me, ahem... but slightly worse than me.

Geralt glanced sideways at Gordon, who was holding his sword and breathing heavily, and thought to himself.

"teacher..."

At this time, Xina walked over quickly leading three horses.

Not long after, the sound of horse hooves sounded again.

The three horses disappeared into the darkness of the night.