My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

If I don't advance to transcendence, I'm afraid my life will be as indifferent as those who were decided to sacrifice, right?

Crown understands that in the eyes of higher-ups, many things are expendable in order to achieve their goals.

He can't change anything, he can't change anything, he can only become stronger.

He wants to be able to decide the life and death of others, rather than letting others decide his own life and death.

"I saw those two demon hunters still in the town?" Nick recalled with squinted eyes: "I remember the white-haired one, what's his name?"

"My name is Geralt. I'm very familiar with them now. They originally planned to spend the winter here," Crown responded.

"Invite them in and place them inside the church. Extraordinary people should enjoy preferential treatment, and the town lacks extraordinary combat power."

"I think so too."

. . . .

Crown led the witcher master and apprentice to the accommodation arranged for them.

"Brother, what happened? Why are everyone gathered near the church?" Allen raised his little face and asked.

"A powerful demon appears in the Andes Mountains. It can emit a disorienting gray fog. Ordinary people will slowly turn into deformed monsters if they stay in the fog. The holy fire burning on the church bell tower can drive away the fog."

Geralt was puzzled: "This is not the way to go. Winter is about to come, and you will freeze to death if you stay outside. Can't the church come up with other solutions?"

Crown explained: "The church has developed an oil lamp. Praying sincerely can recharge the oil lamp, so that the light can also expel gray fog. However, this kind of oil lamp was developed not long ago, and it will take time to mass-produce it."

The demon hunter looked much more solemn and asked, "Does the gray mist have a strong corrosive effect on non-extraordinary people?"

"Theoretically yes."

"When will you have the ability to refine herbal potions? Allen must advance to become an official demon hunter as soon as possible. I have heard of your prophecy about the gray fog. The fog will stay in this world for a long time. If he cannot advance to the extraordinary level, his life will always be in extreme danger, and there will always be times when I cannot protect him."

"I will do it as soon as possible. I have already placed an order with the most experienced herbal picker in the town. The main ingredients of the two prescriptions you gave will be in my hands soon."

"As soon as possible, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long."

Crown frowned slightly, wondering why the witcher said this.

As far as he knew, the life span of a witcher could reach hundreds of years, and Geralt said that he was only in his thirties.

Could it be that he was on the verge of losing control? Otherwise, how to explain him saying such unlucky words.

Crown stopped and asked insinuatingly, "Has any bad change happened to you, sir?"

Geralt was silent for a moment:

"Sometimes I can't control my inner mania, and I worry that one day I will get lost in that madness."

"Teacher, you will definitely be able to defeat that crazy idea," the boy encouraged his teacher.

The white-haired demon hunter's eyes were full of care. He stroked the boy's head and remained silent.

Crown said "hmm" and said, "If it's a matter of mental instability, maybe I can help."

He took out two pieces of Zhang Qingxin Talisman from the lining of his clothes and handed them to the demon hunter.

"My ability as a spirit master can make people calm down. I can stick it on their forehead or light it and put it in water. Wait until it is completely burned to ashes and then drink it."

"Haha, is it so magical?" The demon hunter's face was full of disbelief.

"You can give it a try," Crown smiled politely, "These two are free. If they work well, please buy them back. One talisman and one golden shield, the only one in the world. By the way, oral administration is better. "

"Oh", the demon hunter still didn't believe it. The problem that had been bothering him for a long time could be solved by two pieces of paper. It was a bit childish.

He didn't refuse. He took the talisman and put it into his pocket. If you don't want money, don't give it up.

The three of them came to a room in the backyard. Croun opened the door and said, "Your room is a bit small, so just stay in it for now."

. . . .

Crown found Hans and bought twenty-eight Bloody Star Fern from him, generously paying him three gold shields.

He returned to his room, meditated on the golden light mantra for three weeks, and went to bed early.

He hadn't slept for two days and one night, and his spirit was already sluggish.

In the morning, he woke up on time a moment before midnight.

All his herbs were brought to the church. The room was cramped, but a space was set aside as an alchemy platform.

Skillfully extracting the herbs, he began to refine the strength potion.

The whole day, except for occasionally going out to accompany the priest on his rounds, he spent the whole day refining potions and constantly visualizing.

Nowadays, people come and go in the church, which brings a lot of inconvenience to his visualization.

In the dead of night, Croun finally used up the strength potion materials in his hand, and his proficiency in herbal medicine has improved a lot.

[Herbology: 1574/5000; Level 3]

The proficiency obtained by successfully refining the strength potion has dropped slightly. He estimated that when his proficiency reaches more than 2000, it will be difficult for this potion to provide an increase in proficiency.

While he was thinking, Crown heard an indescribable, blood-curdling howl coming from outside.

Hearing this voice, goosebumps appeared on his arms and back of his hands, and his head felt slightly dizzy.

After the howling, there were many roars of wild beasts.

He immediately picked up the weapon and left the room. When he opened the door, he found that Geralt and his apprentice had also left the room.

"It looks like a big guy is coming tonight." The demon hunter showed a formidable smile. "I haven't fought side by side with you yet, so I don't know what your actual combat ability is."

Crown raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "I won't let you down. Allen also joins the war?"

The boy patted his chest, raised the sword in his hand and said proudly: "I am much stronger than ordinary people, and I have killed several monsters myself."

The three of them went out together, and when they walked out of the church door, they found Nick already standing at the door.

There was a commotion among the crowd in the square, and they were crowded together as hard as they could.

Nick was wearing full-body metal armor, holding a half-man-high tower shield in one hand, and his best weapon - a flail in the other hand.

When the priest saw the reinforcements coming out, he nodded slightly with a solemn expression.

There are only three and a half extraordinary professionals in the entire town, and the situation is not optimistic.

"Father, do you know the rules for letting demon hunters join the battle?" Geralt's tawny eyes flashed with a cold light.

"I understand, you are a demon hunter who wants money. We will pay you according to the monster price list issued by the Rhine City Warlock Guild. However, I will only pay you half, because you are also fighting for yourself."

"I agree with this price. You will find that hiring Geralt is a great value."

A few minutes later, the disheveled patrol captain Hull arrived at the gate with a group of his men.

The fat Hull saluted Nick and said breathlessly: "Father, yes, is there something weird coming?"

There were howling wolves and howling bears in the distance, the sound getting louder and closer, mixed with the shouts of human creatures.

"Captain, you send two people to maintain order and let as many people as possible enter the church, with children first. Other patrol officers bring guns and enough ammunition to shoot those beasts that approach the crowd."

After Nick gave the order, he picked up his shield and walked out of the crowd, with Crown and Geralt following him on his left and right sides respectively.

Outside the scope of the holy fire, an oversized evil beast suddenly jumped in.