Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

"Gululu..."

A bloody head rolled far away on the hay in the back garden, and rolled all the way to the other side of the back garden, near the battle between Geralt and Bald Rhodes.

Glancing at Harvey's filthy head, which looked horrified and stained with dust and blood, Rogers' anger, which had been suppressed by the scar-faced middle-aged demon hunter in front of him, immediately sank to the bottom.

Before that, he was extremely angry at Harvey, a treacherous fellow, for entrusting him with a middle-aged scar-faced demon hunter opponent.

Because the scar-faced demon hunter in front of me is very powerful, both in terms of swordsmanship and magic seal.

From the very beginning of the battle, the scar-faced middle-aged demon hunter in front of him overwhelmed Rogers and made him feel extremely frustrated.

Rogers still thought that Harvey could deal with the foul-mouthed young demon hunter as soon as possible, and then help him, so that he could continue to support himself.

Now seeing that Rogers died at the hands of that young foul-mouthed demon hunter earlier, with his head rolling in front of him, Rogers' heart immediately became cold.

At this moment of intense fighting, Rogers felt frustrated, and his hand movements were immediately affected.

After dodging Geralt's sword, his reaction was half a beat too slow, and he was stabbed in the shoulder by Geralt's sword.

"ah..."

The severe pain immediately woke Rogers up.

"No, I can't die here!"

"I have gone through a lot of hard work to pass the "Magic Potion Trial", and I still have a long life..."

"I haven't drunk enough wine and played with women enough..."

"How could I die!"

In a desperate situation, Rogers immediately burst out with an extremely strong desire to survive.

Just one step slowly and one step at a time!

Logos woke up with a start, having been stabbed hard by Geralt in the shoulder.

The extremely severe pain caused Rogers to slash at Geralt with his sword without hesitation.

Just such a counterattack was easily dodged by Geralt, and he kicked Rogers hard in the chest.

Rogers was kicked to the ground, and he immediately struggled to get up before looking up.

Immediately, he saw endless bright yellow hot sparks rushing towards him, and Logos was submerged in it.

"Ahhhh..."

Rogers curled up on the hay with his head in pain, and the bald head on his face had been scorched and rotten by the hot flames.

The leather armor and clothes on his body were set on fire, and the mail armor was burned red in the shortest time!

The "Fire-Seal" was over, and Rogers curled up on the ground and was almost burned into a roast chicken. It was too miserable to watch.

Looking at the twitching Logos, Geralt stepped forward and stabbed Logos in the chest with his sword, ending his pain.

the other side.

At this time, Gordon was squatting next to the bloody headless body and touching the body.

Unlike monsters, everything on these bounty hunters can be stripped off. The only difference is the value.

Gordon reached out and groped on the corpse in front of him, and soon found a money bag in the pocket inside the corpse's leather armor.

Gordon took the heavy money bag and shook it gently.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

A pleasant and crisp sound immediately sounded.

Gordon looked delighted and immediately opened the money bag. The golden silver coins and silver silver coins were mixed together in the money bag.

After a few cursory glances, Gordon quickly knew how much money there was in the purse. Not counting silver coins, there were at least ten gold coins.

"Haha, I'm so excited!"

Gordon laughed loudly.

This guy looked snarky before, but at first glance he knew he was cunning and cunning. He was indeed a big fat sheep.

The slightly larger pocket containing magic potions and some auxiliary items on the corpse's waist was also bulging, and it was obvious that there was a lot of stuff.

In addition, the black mail armor this guy is wearing seems to be better than the mail armor he is wearing, and it is worth a lot at first glance.

But Gordon has no interest in wearing the things ripped off from the dead, so he can just go back and take it to the bald wizard Frog to deal with it.

As for the set of blood-stained leather armor on the opponent, although the quality seems to be pretty good, it should be able to sell for some money, but the price will definitely be discounted if it is stained with blood, but it should still be worth some money.

Just take it off!

Thinking this, Gordon immediately took action.

Soon, a set of black mail armor and a set of blood-stained leather armor were forcibly ripped off the headless corpse by Gordon.

Gordon opened the slightly larger bag containing potions and auxiliary items.

As soon as he opened his pocket, Gordon saw the light red potion bottle inside, and his eyes immediately lit up.

He immediately took out the light red potion vial, carefully looked at the small label on the vial, then opened the bottle cap and smelled it.

Gordon nodded, capped the bottle again with satisfaction, and looked up at Hina.

"Xina, go on!"

Gordon said, reaching out and throwing the light red potion bottle over.

Xina took the vial thrown by Gordon and looked happy. Then like Gordon, she first looked carefully at the small sticker label on the vial, then opened the bottle cap and smelled it.

Xina's face became more joyful, and she was about to drink the small bottle, but stopped when she brought the mouth of the bottle to her mouth.

A bottle of five gold coins is a super healing potion that can almost save a life in critical situations. If you want to buy the "ogre urine", you have to rely on luck!

It’s such a waste to use my current injury!

Xina thought for a while, and finally put the cap back on the bottle and put it away.

Seeing that Xina finally gave up using "Ogre Urine", Gordon smiled and was not surprised. That thing was too expensive.

Gordon continued to enjoy touching corpses. In addition to a bottle of "Ogre Urine" in his slightly larger pocket, there were several bottles of ordinary potions and some medicinal powders.

But Gordon was already very satisfied.

Two money bags (the small money bags this guy threw out before the battle) plus a set of mail armor, leather armor, "ogre urine", a few bottles of ordinary potions and powders.

Gordon estimated that the total value should be close to thirty gold coins.

Thirty gold coins, Gordon followed Geralt to Forovdo for so long, and the most rewarding day was the day when he worked tirelessly to kill an adult-faced monster bird, and earned a total of more than 20 gold coins.

Now I killed someone without much effort, and I easily got something worth nearly thirty gold coins by touching a corpse.

"call..."

"Sure enough, the gold belt kills people and sets them on fire."

Looking at the harvest in front of him, Geralt took a deep breath and began to pack up the loot in front of him.

the other side.

Geralt's skillful movements in killing people and touching corpses are no slower than Gordon's.

It's just that the savings of the tattooed bald bounty hunter are obviously much less than that of the tall, thin and gloomy middle-aged man.

Geralt felt all over the body and finally found a money bag containing about three gold coins.

The mail on the corpse was burnt black, but it had no impact and could be worth a lot of money.

However, the leather armor on the corpse was burned to the point of being disfigured by the flames and was worthless.

Fortunately, the pockets containing auxiliary items such as potions and powders were made of good material and seemed to be blocked under the body, so the contents inside were still intact.

Let Geralt feel lucky.

Soon, the two of them packed up their harvest.

"Do you want to dispose of this body?"

Gordon asked hesitantly.

"No, the ghouls will help us deal with it soon."

"The death of two bounty hunters is no small matter. Someone may investigate. We'd better leave as soon as possible."

"Let's go, that's it for today."

Geralt shook his head and said, and the three of them quickly left and disappeared into the dim sky.

Not long after, the sound of surging soil could be heard in the dead back garden.