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Dark, damp, and strong odors formed the sewers of Vizima.

In the distance is an unknown darkness, and the light of a torch suddenly lit up from the corner, reflecting a mottled wall. The blue bricks on the wall are covered with moss, the sewage is flowing, and several shadows are cast over, stretching longer and longer.

Someone walked into the tubular passage.

Three knights in silver and white armor, and a witcher with a viper pendant hanging on his chest.

With a torch in hand, they walked in pairs on both sides of the passage, cautiously and gently, trying to keep quiet.

A ditch in the middle of the pipe runs a dark brown river, a mixture of food scraps, excrement, and all sorts of odd floating objects: a woman's clothes, a rag doll, a leg from a dining table.

It was sticky and foul smelling.

The witcher pressed the torch to the right wall, and showed a number of paints. The number was a little fuzzy, and it was obviously a long time. With his other hand, he lifted the map, his eyes comparing the map with the numbers on the wall.

"Pata—" The White Rose Knight next to him suddenly stopped, but he accidentally stepped on something, a yellow-brown, sticky mass that was still emitting heat, and a stream of fermented digesta. stink.

"You've won the lottery, Knights of Yagon!" Knight Zelin couldn't help laughing across from Xiaohegou. This sudden laughter instantly broke the originally quiet atmosphere.

Ya Gong's face turned into a pig's liver color. He glanced at the fresh feces under his feet, and retched while clutching his throat, almost spitting out the overnight meal.

It was only ten minutes after entering the sewers, and the white rose's knight was already stained with dirt.

"God, let me be honored in the battlefield!"

"Quiet!" The witcher made a gesture, and the three knights were instantly silent.

The witcher Roy, all three were deeply impressed by him. He did not have an oppressive physique, but he was as agile as a devil. The three of them still remember clearly that on Black Tern Island, his light sword dance took the lives of several companions like a god of death.

Bai Qiangwei's former head, Rudolph, also lost to him in a fair duel.

The knight obeyed the strong and maintained a considerable degree of reverence for the witcher.

Roy squatted halfway and stirred the mass of excrement with a wooden stick that he found nowhere. The strong pungent smell of the sewer affected his sense of smell, and he couldn't tell what kind of excrement it was.

But he was certain that it was by no means left by humans.

Soon, the witcher cleared a few pieces of brittle bones from the excrement, as well as a small half-blooded, undigested mouse.

"Some monsters have just come, and they haven't gone far." He handed the torch to Agong, then took out a tube of thunder potion from the alchemy bag he carried with him and drank it. Immediately, a handsome face appeared on his face. There are purple-black blood vessels like earthworms, and his pair of pupils have become like wolves.

He leaned against the dirty wall, tapped his toes on the ground, and groped forward silently like a cat. The three white rose knights with torches stayed where they were and waited.

About two minutes later, something appeared in Wei Duan's vision.

It was a humanoid creature, covered in green like a corpse picked up from the bottom of a pond, with mucus and mud oozing out of even the pores, and a sour smell of rotting, different from the stench of sewers.

It was half-squatting in the sewage of the ditch with its back facing the witcher, exposing its fish-like dorsal fin, its shoulders shaking up and down, making a fine chewing sound, and holding something to chew on.

"Water ghost..." The witcher recognized its species.

Water ghosts are timid by nature, and their strength and reaction are not much stronger than ordinary people. They often eat leftovers and animal carcasses dug up from garbage heaps, so the sewers are simply a paradise for them to pick up garbage.

They also sometimes attack lone travelers and women doing laundry by the lake, and are especially cruel to the weak.

The witcher didn't attack lightly, he remembered a quote from "Biology", "When monsters are really lame, hordes make them happy."

The water ghost is one of these mindless monsters.

Roy held his breath, swept his eyes farther, and waited quietly for a while to confirm that there was no target of the same kind nearby, and then carefully took out Gabriel.

The witcher silently counted a few numbers in his heart, then turned on the guide arrow and aimed at the water ghost's bald forehead in the center of the line of sight.

"Whoosh—" A shadow suddenly passed through the dim space of the sewer, and the next second, a blood flower burst out from the back of the head of the water ghost who was busy eating, trembling all over, and then fell head-on without saying a word. But it was directly pierced through the skull by the hand crossbow, and the arrow came out of the front eye socket.

Kill water ghost, experience value +20, witcher LV6 (15003500)

The witcher glanced at the blood gem he carried with him, and as expected, he did not collect the soul, which also confirmed his idea that the soul of the water ghost was converted into experience points.

Roy approached again and saw the water ghost's food, a dead chicken that had devoured most of its bones. The skin of the dead chicken was corroded into various colors, and it was unknown which wicked farmer had left it.

"It's been a good day... except for mice, you can also eat chicken." The monsters in the sewers of Vizima will multiply, and the wasteful behavior of the rich in the city has also made a considerable contribution.

The witcher put away Gabriel and stood still for a moment, observing the corpse of the water ghost. He originally planned to use the corpse as a bait to lure more water ghosts into the trap, but he was worried that the smell of blood would lead to some terrifying existence. After hesitating for a while, he gave up the decision.

Soon, the three knights came over, glanced at the water ghost whose head was shot, and swallowed saliva in unison.

They move on.

The sewers are damp, dark and corrupt, but there is also a unique ecosystem. In addition to rats, cockroaches, and dangerous animals lurking in the shadows, the sewers also breed some unique plants and herbs.

"Green mold mushroom..." This is a plant that the witcher accidentally discovered in the sewage. It is a strange mushroom with a black grimace growing on its red cap. . "Growing in a humid and cold environment, it is colorful and slightly toxic. It can be formulated into a medicine to relieve whooping cough."

"Mole yllus, get rid of the bruises..."

Compared to the witcher who was still thinking about picking medicines, the three knights turned slightly blue and seemed uncomfortable.

The unpleasant smell is one thing, and they have not been trained in this complex and dangerous environment.

Holding a torch and exploring the dark sewers, you will never know what is lurking in front of the darkness.

The unknown and darkness are the most difficult and frightening.

They even looked forward to some monsters coming out quickly, even if they had a fight.

In addition to the rustling of the dirty river, there are also the whistling of the wind, the screeching of some small animals, and the creepy, strange sounds that appear without warning and then disappear suddenly.

Just maddening.

"Aren't you nervous at all, Master..." Argon stepped forward, standing beside the witcher.

"I've been well prepared..." The witcher lowered his voice, his eyes still scanning vigilantly. "I know a little bit about all the types of monsters that can appear in the sewers. I know their attack patterns, as well as their physical weaknesses. That's a witcher's expertise."

"Say something..." Argon pleaded. "What the hell are we most likely to encounter next time?"

The witcher nodded and said in a low voice, "The 'tenant' in the sewers has some similarities with the animals in the forest and the wilderness, such as territorial awareness. Monsters with comparable power will tacitly divide their hunting areas. .Remember that water ghost? It's a hapless loner, and its presence has already indicated our area. Next, we will most likely encounter its tribe."

As soon as the witcher finished speaking, there was a strange growl in front of the long passage.

Roy slowed down and lifted the crossbow again.

The knight didn't have time to be surprised when a dozen or so naked, dark green humanoid creatures with fins and webs suddenly emerged from the passage ahead.

Originally, they were wandering aimlessly, and the light of the torch attracted a few of them. They turned around and faced the crowd, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Take your crossbow..." The witcher quickly began to aim, "The water ghost, to a certain extent, is equivalent to a dead thing, immune to most poisons, and bleeding and pain cannot negatively affect their actions. , so the best way is to kill with one blow."

"Whoosh—" The arrow exploded the head of a water ghost, like blowing a hornet's nest, and the remaining water ghosts rushed over with exaggerated limbs waving and screaming.

The knights used Gabriel to shoot, but their aim was not as strong as the witcher's, and they just hit the thigh and chest of the water ghost. He was shot in the head by the witcher's cold arrow.

Then, the witcher held up the Kun's magic shield, raised the silver-bright blade, and while turning his wrist, Guvihir danced a beautiful sword flower.

He rushed into the water ghost group.

In the first sword, the blade swept across the air, slashing the water ghost in front of him in two sections.

The second sword, shaped like a bow, stabs forward, and the tip of the sword penetrates straight into the chin, destroying the brain.

The third sword, the Ardefa seal knocked down the target, and the blade swung like a shovel, poking into the throat from top to bottom.

The fourth sword, the group was shocked, Guvihir swept through the air, swayed lightly, and cut off two heads like tofu.

In just a few seconds, the flexible figures bathed in the rain of blood, and made a few simple movements among the water ghosts, as if performing a short, intense and deadly dance.

The knights on the sidelines were stunned for a long time, and then they shouted and pulled out the steel swords around their waists, flushed red and rushed into the monster circle to deal with the tide of attack.

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