The Divine Hunter

An hour later, the witcher, who had recovered some of his magic power, continued to explore the dark cave.

The fountain pool is not far away, and the fire pots are extinguished at regular intervals to form a conspicuous passage.

The crowd was on fire.

When the light drove out the darkness and gloom, and after walking a few rotten stone steps, they came to a closed gate.

The dim yellow flames illuminated a silver ancient rune on the door.

A touch of magic lingers.

The school pendant trembled slightly.

"Boom, thump..." Ox tapped twice with his fingers, and pressed his palms together so hard that the door didn't move at all.

"This kind of hardness, coupled with magic protection, Alderfa seal can't take it."

Amber pupils suddenly turned to Roy,

"What are you looking at me for?"

"This door may be a powerful illusion, and anti-magic metal may be effective!"

"Has the brain been devoured by the water ghost?" Serrit slammed his brother's head with a "bang", "Isn't there a keyhole here, some kind of messy illusion!?"

"Dear brother, I warn you..." Oaks was half-bowed, his eyes were fierce, and his mouth was full of white teeth. "Don't think that you can insult me ​​at will if you make concessions in the store arrangement, and then dare to-"

"Shut up, you two idiots!" The bald-headed man pressed his fan-like palm to the necks of the two of them. Immediately, the two brothers died like cats being held by their necks.

"Find out the occasion and then argue. Now, the most important thing is to find the key! No accident, the poor cat faction member in the little ghost's premonition is locked inside?"

The cat faction witcher froze when he heard the words, and the fingers touching the door trembled.

And Roy nodded, the memories rolled in his mind,

"The clay golem has been turned into a trophy, and the biggest threat outside the laboratory has been resolved. I suggest splitting up to find clues. But beware, this cave is close to the ocean, cold and humid, and there may be highly toxic miasma accumulated over the years in some corners. If everyone smells something wrong, please pay attention to safety."

"Boy,

You don't need to remind me of this. "

Next, the crowd was divided into two teams.

The Oaks brothers, Phillius, search the west, while Roy and Leto, search the caves to the east.

From the spacious cave hall, the two entered another narrow fork. The road was calm and peaceful. They picked a lot of herbs such as hairballs and mistletoe, and even discovered a wonderful plant - fluorescent mushrooms, which grow on the roof of the cave. Like a group of spider eggs, it emits a light green light, like a natural magic lamp, mysterious and beautiful.

Sending each other off all the way, the two waded through a cold puddle.

"Little devil, do you remember when we last dived together?" With his head out of the water, Lesuo stepped onto the land and wiped the water on his face. become soft.

Before I knew it, the ignorant apprentice who liked petty theft had already started for a year.

"Don't mention diving to me!" Roy took off a handful of moss and wiped his hair, thinking of the pool at the end of the Smirk Mine, which was full of evil spirits' excrement. Wei'er, "That kick of yours back then, what a shithole trial! It made me lose my appetite for several days."

"The glorious tradition of the Snake faction must be preserved." The bald man shook his head, "How can I remember, that night you talked with the sea scorpion, and the barbecued meat was rounded-"

As they were talking, the pendants on the necks of the two of them suddenly trembled.

A tacit understanding of the fighting stance.

Shaking his wrist, "Shu-"

The silver sword unsheathed.

The fluorescent mushrooms on the top of the cave shed a pale green light.

Not far away, a demon spirit with a lantern and a long sword, wrapped in a translucent robe, emerged from the void, howling hoarsely, and pounced on the witcher!

The five fingers outline, and the pale yellow light flows.

The bald-headed man was wearing the Kunen magic shield, and the snake sent the silver sword behind him.

Swah——

The silver sword was like a thunderbolt, and it slanted up.

The swivel blade of the demon spirit was slashed away, and the remaining momentum was endless, slicing its half-empty body, making it stunned.

Lesso, light and short, took the opportunity to circle behind him.

Pressing the five fingers to the ground, the lavender magic circle rose up, and the Arden trap instantly locked the demon spirit, and the translucent body was forcibly transformed into a solid body, losing the immunity of physical blows.

"Whizzing--"

Roy pulled the trigger continuously in the distance, the crossbow arrow dragged the tail feathers, and the combination of the guide arrow and the stun arrow hit its thin back.

The demon spirit froze.

At the same time, the bald man danced the snake-style steel sword into an afterimage, "Swish—"

In an instant, three swords came out, smashing its chest and abdomen, the silver sword corroded the body, and bursts of light smoke appeared.

"what--"

The demon spirit suddenly let out an extremely beautiful howl, rippling its body like water waves, and the invisible sound waves swept toward the four volumes.

However, the two demon hunters just shook their heads slightly, and immediately regained their sanity—High Will was directly immune to the howling of the demon spirit.

...

Cooperation from far and near.

The hand crossbow and the silver sword battered violently.

A full two seconds.

The demon spirit was trapped in place, like a tumbler, unable to move.

After two seconds.

The bald man suddenly stopped his hand and flexibly jumped back.

"Whizzing--"

Crossbow shooting continued.

Two deadly arrows struck in the distance, hitting the shriveled and ugly head of the demon spirit.

It exhausted its life, and its whole body was full of blue light, as if it was ignited by an invisible flame, and it turned into nothingness with an unwilling mourning.

The bright spots of light fell to the ground, forming a pool of emerald green evil spirit dust.

There is a small green mutagen in it.

"Kill the demon spirit, experience +60, witcher lv7 (1240/4500)..."

"Huh..." Roy stretched out his hand and waved, and the evil spirit dust and mutants were all collected in the loot package, and kept for preparing herbal decoctions.

After the blockers were removed, the dark gold pupils swept to the deepest part of the tunnel.

Under the fluorescent light of the mushrooms on the top of the cave.

A human skeleton lay quietly beside the wall full of stalactites.

"Wait little brat, don't rush over there..." The bald-headed man returned his sword to its sheath and glanced at the corner beside the corpse.

His nose moved, and a wriggling white mist filled with corruption, dormant in the corner.

This is obviously some kind of poisonous gas, if it is carrying the Orioles potion, it will not be afraid.

But the materials for the Orioles were hard to find, and the two did not reserve in advance. After exchanging glances, they tacitly put a Kunen turtle shell on each of them.

Let's take a shot, a few meters away, and hit Igni at the miasma.

Fire snakes breathe out, igniting the gas.

"Boom" sound.

The dazzling sparks flickered, and after a slight explosion, the miasma was instantly incinerated.

The two burned it a second time to confirm that it was correct, and then walked to the skeleton.

The bald man held up the skull in one hand and the hipbone in the other, looking at it carefully, "Male, the cause of death... The skull was hit hard, and the whole body was broken in many places. The broken bones probably pierced the organs... Bone has magic power. Signs of erosion, residual rare elemental energy..."

"A warlock, whose body has been transformed by magic can't tell the exact age, but at least he has been dead for decades. The demon spirit should be transformed after this guy's death..."

Letho muttered to himself,

"But why did he die in this corner, and what does it have to do with the closed door?"

…

"I probably know a bit of the reason..." Roy took out a thin piece of kraft paper from under the sand next to the corpse, wiped away the dust, and his eyes narrowed.

Founder: Jehuda Lou

Purchaser: Ireneus V. Steingard

Goods: Guard Golems (clay, ceramic)

Warranty: If the ceramics are damaged, please notify the nearest apprentice branch as soon as possible. This golem is maintained by authorized staff only.

...

"So, the identity of this unlucky ghost is most likely... the maintenance engineer of the golem?" The fluorescent mushroom showed Letho's strange face, "After repairing the golem, some kind of program went wrong? Caused him to be attacked as an intruder. "

"After being hit hard, he fled to the bottom of the cave and swallowed his breath."

"Yes, according to the clothes on the bones, the color is dark and the style is old and old-fashioned. There is no doubt that the maintenance engineer."

The reality is really ironic.

The two looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Another important piece of information is recorded on this receipt.

"Irenius V. Steingard...a tongue-in-cheek name."

The buyer is the owner of the golem.

"He is the real owner of the secret laboratory under Temple Island."

Roy asked curiously, "Have you heard of this guy? I have a feeling that magic was probably more popular in his era than it is now."

"A shop dedicated to selling all kinds of golems is exciting enough to think about."

After all, golems are not only made of clay, but also more powerful and dangerous gargoyles made of stone.

"I don't know much about the history of the North." Lesso shook his head and stood up, "Let's go and see if those three guys are lazy and bickering."

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