The Divine Hunter

"Here..." There was a fingertip-like orange-red in the air, and the stone lamps blazed with fire.

Two witchers stepped into the ring of elements halfway up the mountain.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand to hold the humming pendant between his neck and looked around.

The shimmering green water below the mountain is surrounded, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow and mist.

The ring of elements itself is surrounded by a pile of rough and primitive mountain rocks. The surface of the rock is engraved with rows of twisted and dense ancient characters. The ring of two elements is divided into four parts——

Spring, the water element, which symbolizes vitality; summer, the fire element, which symbolizes heat and drought; autumn, the earth element, which symbolizes the harvest; winter, the wind/air element, which symbolizes the decay of all things and the desolation of the world.

The ancient characters and the unique ring structure make the rich chaotic energy gather here.

Without using the witcher's senses, Roy can also feel the active elements, and even form various visions-

The whistling wind swept past his ears, the flames flickered in front of his eyes, the moist moisture slid across his skin, and the muddy smell poured into his nostrils.

Crispy numbness poured out from the depths of the limbs and bones, and the magic in the body resonated with the elements outside.

Each skin pulsates slightly with a certain rhythm.

The witcher is sure that if you meditate in the ring of elements for one round, it will definitely take less than five hours, three hours to restore all the magic and stamina.

"How is it, kid? I said that I will never let you run in vain. The ring of elements is very beneficial to the rookie." Run out and get ready for deep meditation."

Roy followed his words, outlined the spell with his five fingers, and released six kinds of seals in succession toward the sky for about a round and a half.

There was no magic left, and the back of his head was faintly dizzy.

"Listen, boy, there is only one chance. You must grasp it well and enter the deepest meditation. If you can see the Four Elemental Planes... Although this possibility is very small." Lambert suppressed the frivolity on his face, Solemnly warned, "But as long as you see them, you have to find a way to get past them! Remember, the closer you are to the elemental plane, the greater the benefits you get!"

"It's even possible that Fayin could be reborn."

"certainly,

Most witchers can only increase the strength of the sigil a little. "

Roy lowered his head and took every word to heart.

"You can meditate, I'll be by your side, and I won't let anyone disturb you."

Roy nodded, and sat down cross-legged in the ring of elements, his body relaxed, his breathing was vague, and soon, the light around him was dim, and his soul seemed to escape from its shell and entered a strange place.

Lambert was making weird gestures with his left hand, activating the inscriptions of the Ring of Elements one by one, and his eyelids jumped when he saw it.

"Damn, entering the state so quickly, how can I feel that this kid's meditation posture is more skilled than me..."

Typically, the more skilled the meditator, the less the meditator will feel in the real world.

This means that his soul is closer to the four elemental planes and can absorb and utilize chaotic energy more fully and effectively.

The feeling this kid gave him, the unusual sense of separation, he had only seen in Geralt and Escal who were decades older.

"At least six or seven years of meditation can achieve this level." Lambert was surprised, and his amber pupils looked at this young face again and again, "But this does not conform to reality, how old is he?"

Even a gifted sorcerer who started meditating from an infancy to fifteen or sixteen years old is nowhere near as brilliant.

Lambert shook his head.

This kid, in just a few days, brought him more surprises than the past year.

Of course, he didn't know there was something called skill points!

Let Roy's meditation cross the decades gap!

...

In the vision of meditation.

The dominant colors of most spaces are always nothingness, silence and darkness.

This time, however, it was different.

Compared with the sparse and scattered elements in the past, there are clusters of four elements scattered in the corners.

This time the element concentration has doubled by dozens of times.

The orange fire element, the azure water element, the golden earth element, and the indigo wind element surround the demon hunter, to be precise, the soul, like colorful, curious fireflies.

Touch his body gently.

When they were meditating in the past, they were always cautious and detached, lightly touched the sudden intruder, and immediately fled.

He needs to spend a lot of effort to actively chase and capture discrete elements, replenish magic power, and let the elements transform the body to better adapt to the chaotic energy.

It takes about five hours to achieve the effect of a complete meditation.

But this time, no effort was needed at all. The elements in the space were so dense that they pushed each other, squeezing one by one, and involuntarily fell into the arms of the witcher.

...

Roy kept in mind Lambert's admonition, and did not just stay in place, letting the "favor" of the elements...

Dark meditative void.

The translucent body of the witcher bent his knees and half squatted, and with a sudden jump, he floated lightly into the distance. The elemental tides surrounded him and adsorbed behind him, gathering more and more, gradually forming a pair of colorful wings.

With his will, push him forward and fly.

Ahead—

Four dazzling light groups lie in the ancient and dark sky.

The surging elements are surrounded by stars like the moon.

This is the Four Elemental Planes.

With the help of the ring of elements, Roy approached them unprecedentedly.

The light in front of you is strong.

He heard the whisper of the wind, the ground trembled under his feet, the flames scorched his body, and the ice water that froze his heart poured down his head.

He felt weak and longing.

At the same time, the elemental tide is exhausted.

He couldn't move an inch, and stopped not far from the four light groups.

The four elemental planes are arranged in front of them from far to near. The witcher sees an unforgettable magnificent picture through the huge light group that is closest to each other, burning flames, changing the flame curtain.

An ancient secret place.

On both sides are towering cliffs.

A humanoid creature with orange-red skin stands between the canyons and on the surging river of magma.

The back is as broad as a mountain, the arms are slender, and the lower limbs are vaporized into a ball.

The body is strong like a troll, and the veins of flaming color flow under the skin of the whole body.

its face.

The lion's nose and eyes are wide, the beard is red, and the flaming lion's mane is wrapped around the neck and chest.

Under the curved horns, smoke and lava crown it with majesty.

The large lion-like mouth revealed two long fangs, the pupils, nostrils, and the gap between the teeth, constantly bubbling out the high-temperature flame tassels.

fire troll

?

Elemental spirits living in the fire plane.

Roy just stared at it for a second.

It seemed to feel strange, and suddenly turned its face, facing the direction of the visitor.

Stare in anger!

"Ouan!"

The river of magma suddenly boiled and rolled up like a waterfall.

The hideous face suddenly magnified ten times, as if through the limitation of the plane, it teleported to the witcher's eyes.

Eyes spit fire, roaring furiously!

"Aenye!"

A suffocating air draped around the witcher.

He can't breathe.

Every skin shuddered at the heat.

Even the soul is burning.

In the pain of the burning flames, the vast and boundless light annihilated him!

...

"Hmm..." Roy Meifeng frowned and woke up from deep meditation.

When he opened his eyes, a red light flashed through the dark gold pupils.

The rushing lava, the erupting flames, and the terrifying fire giant were all gone.

The breeze brushed against his restless body.

In front of him is the rough stone wall of the Ring of Elements, and Lambert's concerned eyes.

"Kid, how do you feel?" Lambert saw his strange expression, and immediately supported his body with concern, and asked in a row, "Have you seen the element plane, did you get any benefits?"

"Stop! Lambert, how long have I meditated?"

"About two hours."

"Give me some time, let me be quiet and clear up..." Roy sat cross-legged again, sinking into the template.

A row of green words flashed before his eyes.