Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

At this time, not only was the mutated wild wolf pierced by Gordon's sword running around.

A few horses surrounded the open space next to the fire, and the few remaining mutated wild wolves were also running around desperately.

"It seems that the deer-headed spirit escaped, and these mutated wild wolves immediately lost control."

Geralt frowned as he looked at the mutated wild wolf escaping in a hurry.

"I'm sure, these wolves don't have much intelligence. The deer-headed spirit uses special abilities to control these mutated wild wolves."

"But we failed to kill the deer-headed spirit this time, so I'm afraid the other party will hold it against us. It will definitely come again!"

Coming out of Gordon's arms, Yevni said calmly.

"I already know how cautious that monster is, and I've also seen its fighting style."

"It's just that the monster is too fast. Next time we come, we must not let it run away."

Gordon spat out a mouthful of blood as he spoke, which was caused when he rolled to avoid the attack of the deer-headed spirit.

"We have to change locations. We can no longer rest in this place. It stinks so much!"

At this time, Tesili and Xina came over, and both of them were spattered with blood and filth.

The open space surrounded by the thick roots of two giant trees was too small.

There were too many mutated wild wolves surrounding a few people, and it was impossible to avoid them.

Tesili's body was in better condition because of all the magic attacks, and the blood stains were all accidentally splashed on her.

Xina's body was stained with the smelly blood of the mutant wolf, from her feet to her face.

Gordon and Geralt also have them, but much less.

Among the five people present, Eveni was the cleanest. Her dark blue exquisite robe was almost as smooth as new, without a trace of blood on it.

However, Gordon, Geralt, and Sheena have long been accustomed to it. Whenever they kill a monster, their bodies will be clean. They have to wait until they find a water source and a place with snow before washing.

"I have to leave, I have to leave now."

"The smell of blood here is too strong, and it will surely attract a large number of monsters soon."

Geralt nodded and said solemnly.

Soon, several horses were led out.

What made Xina, who was leading the horse, a little unhappy was that the blood spattered on these horses was actually much less than that on her body.

The three of them, Yevny Xina Tesili, were packing their packages and getting ready to leave.

Geralt looked at Gordon: "Ahem..."

"Gordon, let's count...you won't be able to escape after this drink."

Geralt said and winked at Gordon.

Gordon didn't understand Geralt's hint, and immediately said: "That's not necessarily true, we have to count who will win and who loses to know!"

"What did you two bet about again?"

Tesili heard the conversation between Geralt and Gordon and immediately asked with interest.

"What else could they bet on? It must be alcohol...these two drunkards!"

Xina heard the sound and immediately spoke.

She already knew the teacher and Gordon very well. The more serious chatting, the less good it would be.

But she has always been the teacher's sweetheart and Gordon's good sister.

Although I usually face the two of them from time to time.

But at critical moments, he is still very reliable. Not only will he not snitch on the two of them, he will also defend them and speak up for them, just like now.

I just feel a little sorry for Eveni. She is very kind to me and I like Eveni very much.

It's all this guy Gordon's fault!

Xina thought to herself that Gordon and Geralt naturally didn't know.

Even though they both know that they don't care, what does the little girl know?

At this time, the two of them were counting the bodies of mutated wild wolves on the ground.

The two of them had deliberately moved away from each other to fight, and now it was easy to count the number of mutant wolves they had killed.

"You two, hurry up, something else has already been attracted."

The three of them stood next to the horse. Xina saw a few pairs of green eyes appearing in the darkness a little further around, holding a torch in her hand and speaking loudly.

Tesili looked at the two people who were counting the mutated wild wolf corpses with interest.

Eveni was as aloof as ever.

"Okay, how many do you have?"

"Seven!"

Gordon raised his legs and kicked away the two entangled corpses, and said.

"Hey, Gordon, it's my turn to win this time."

"I am eight!"

Geralt chuckled, pointing at a row of bloody mutated wolf heads on the ground and laughed.

"You win..."

Gordon was a little helpless, he just had an extra head.

With the relationship between the two of them, this kind of bet is naturally a great pleasure in daily life, and the outcome is not that important.

Winning means winning, losing means losing.

No one will delve into it or what it is for.

This is also the reason why the two people's personalities have always been very compatible.

"Then I'm not welcome!"

Wrinkling his eyebrows at Gordon, Geralt rubbed the blood on the steel sword on the hair of the mutated wolf corpse and put away the long sword.

Returning to the horse, Gordon untied the package on the horse's back and handed the small iron wine bottle with more than half of it to Geralt with a look of reluctance.

Geralt took the bottle and shook it, his face smiling like a chrysanthemum.

Four days later.

Inside the towering dense forest with lush branches and leaves.

Gordon and a group of five people were walking on a forest path that could barely be seen as a road.

Thanks to the tree spirit who enthusiastically brought a few people to this road a few days ago, their pace was obviously much faster.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Although this forest is already withering and on the verge of death.

Even if the result is irreversible, the time required cannot be easily destroyed in one day, two days, one month, two months, or even one or two years.

The five Gordons are now in this forest. Although it is also withered, there are yellow and fallen leaves everywhere on and under the trees.

But there was no such disgusting black tumor on the tree trunk that several people had seen before.

This gives the forest, which is full of withered yellow leaves, a hint of the bleak beauty and poignancy of autumn!

"The symptoms in this area are much better than the area we just entered the forest a few days ago."

Gordon led the horse and walked on the road full of dead yellow leaves and dead branches, looking at the surrounding scene and said.

"It would take a long time for such a vast forest to be completely polluted."

Geralt nodded.

"Hopefully that kind-hearted dryad will be fine in the end."

Xina also spoke at this time.

"It's hard unless this forest is saved."

"Otherwise, the tree spirit's final fate will have no other ending than being polluted, assimilated, and eventually perishing with this forest..."

Eveni shook her head softly.

"It's a pity that we can't interfere with that."

Tesili also shook her head.

It was getting dark.

At nightfall, the five of them had already found a spot near the desolate trail and lit a bonfire.

"Should we get out of this forest soon?"

"The animals here are inedible. We don't have much dried meat left, so it won't last long."

Several people were sitting around the fire, eating and chatting, and Xina spoke.

"This road is heading in the right direction. We have been walking for nearly five days, so it should be fast."

Geralt took a small sip of the remaining wine and spoke.

"Hey, the deer-headed monster has never appeared in the past few days. Could it be that he was scared by us?"

Gordon, who was chewing hard venison jerky, suddenly said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xina's expression suddenly changed: "The monster is coming!"

"Ouch..."

At this time, a wolf howled suddenly sounded in the distance.

Everyone's expressions changed and they immediately turned around and stood up.

Then he saw, in the darkness in the distance, large patches of scarlet translucent eyes approaching continuously.

Along with the number of mutant wolves that far exceeded those that attacked a few days ago, everyone also saw several tall and strong figures following the mutant wolves. Those were violent bears!

"Gorton, you are such a crow's mouth!"

Geralt looked at the astonishing army of monsters in the darkness and murmured.