The Divine Hunter

Clear skies.

East of Novigrad, the breeze blows over the meadows along the banks of the river.

In the high sky of indigo, two huge figures are flapping their wings and circling each other.

One of them was covered in brownish-yellow hair, with a lion's head, and his dark eyes exuded the indifference and arrogance of a top predator.

The other is larger, comparable to an adult buffalo, with a gray-black, streamlined body like a cat.

The skin has amphibian scales and bird feathers, a pair of wings with hooked claws at the ends, and a slender tail like a snake.

The head is like a rooster, with a short, sharp beak and a bright red crest.

Amber eyes flashed cruel and cunning.

Suddenly a high-pitched scream!

The griffin turned into a yellow whirlwind and flew towards the petrified chicken snake.

"boom!"

The two winged beasts slammed into a ball and fought fiercely—the sharp beaks pecked at the head and neck, the wings wrapped around the wings, and the claws hooked on the claws, making a loud and harsh roar.

Wander and spin in the sky!

It's like a couple who are madly venting their resentment.

A lot of foul-smelling blood, gray-yellow feathers, and black scales were scattered from the sky.

They are suddenly separated again!

Shocking blood was crawling between the chest and abdomen.

Both loses!

However, the griffins are still young.

The strength and size suffered a big loss, and there was no scale armor, and the wound was deeper!

The brilliance in the vertical pupils was obviously dimmed, and he flapped his wings suddenly and turned around.

"Hooho-" whimpered, plummeting to the ground.

"Europe--"

"Europe--"

The cry of the petrified chicken snake is filled with joy and pride,

The cruelty in Amber pupils is even worse.

Waving its wings, it followed closely behind the Griffin.

"Whoosh-"

A brief, rapid vibration of the bowstring!

A silver arrow suddenly flew out of the bushes, and a bloody flower burst out on the red comb of the petrified chicken snake.

With a scream of pain, it fell straight into the green grass like a broken kite.

But in the process of falling and falling.

A mass of orange fireball swept across the air again, bringing out a high-temperature afterimage, hitting its body impartially.

The hot flames shot up the neck along the black feathers between the chest and abdomen.

The beast that fell to the ground whimpered and rolled against Mars, and the ground splashed with dust.

Huge wings carry dirt and plant debris.

But wait for the flames to go out.

A tall and tall figure suddenly appeared in the bushes.

The index finger of the right hand pulls the trigger lightly, and the left hand quickly outlines the red talisman.

A series of silver lights and orange flames were fired at the same time, and the petrified chicken snake was caught off guard.

The sharp crossbow arrow penetrated the flesh and blood, got into its left eye, and entered without a feather.

The impact of the fireball explosion engulfed its huge body, and it turned a somersault to the side.

The flames are still burning wildly.

The witcher's dark gold pupils became deep——

petrified chicken snake

Age: 12

Gender: Male

minor life injuries)

Mana: 120

Attributes:

Strength: 26

Agility: 20

Constitution: 28

Perception: 9

Will: 8

Charisma: 5

Spirit: 12

Skill:

Yalong species (passive curing): The petrochemical chicken snake has a thin dragon bloodline in its body, with +10 physique and thick scaly skin that can effectively resist all kinds of blows. It also has good resistance to flame, strong acid, and venom.

Cone Tail Strike lv5: The petrified chicken snake uses its tail to slap the target as fast as thunder.

Sonic Shock LV6: Because of the special throat and vocal cord structure, the petrified chicken snake can rush to the target within 5 meters to emit a unique frequency sound wave, causing it to dizzy and lose its balance.

...

"Whoosh-"

Ripples appeared in the air, and a ghostly figure followed the flying crossbow arrows, spanning a distance of dozens of meters in an instant, and appeared on top of the petrified chicken snake's head.

The dark gold and silver-grey eyes seemed to be on fire.

Face cage frost!

The dark red blade in his hand was raised above his head.

On the exposed forearm, slender muscles bulged like a loach!

Incredibly fast from top to bottom!

"Shh-"

Half of the sword slashed into the flesh and blood, and Arondet stuck in its cervical vertebra.

Blood smeared the blade, and a star-shaped rune suddenly lit up.

The petrified chicken snake screamed deafeningly.

Crazy swinging of the body in an attempt to knock the parasite off the top of the head.

The next second, its amber pupils quickly reflected the overwhelming blood-colored tentacles.

Wrap around the body tightly and fix it in place!

The petrified chicken snake had a pair of shield-like wings crossed in front of him, so the empty door behind him was wide open, unprepared.

The wounded gryphon takes the opportunity to launch a ferocious revenge!

His hind legs and wings slapped on the grass, and his body threw five or six meters, as if a golden carriage slammed into the back of the petrified chicken snake.

Its long beak and hooked claws ripped apart its scales, feathers, and skin!

Bring out a splendid rain of flesh and blood.

And the witcher standing on top of his head pulled out the sword of the lake girl.

Once again, there is a deep bone wound on the neck - Anger!

...

The wound expands deeper and larger.

Blood gushed out like a fountain and stained the grass red.

However, the wurm, known for their strong vitality and defense, quickly recovered from the "shock", shook their bodies in anger, and charged forward, leaving the witcher and griffin behind.

Drumming thick and broad wings, flying high into the sky.

Its bloody back was exposed again.

The sound of "whoosh" can be heard incessantly.

The witcher waved his hands rapidly.

Pull the trigger with your right hand and draw the seal with your left!

Guiding arrows and fireballs flooded the dark wings on its left side like a storm,

"Crack!"

The petrified chicken snake rose less than ten meters, its left wing was suddenly broken, and it fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Look up again.

The amber pupils swelled with mad blood, and he abandoned all defenses and rushed towards the witcher.

But its serious injuries greatly slowed down its speed and reflexes.

In addition, although its forward punch is powerful, its ready posture is too obvious.

And the well-prepared witcher had seen through this monotonous attack pattern, and his body was as flexible as a dancer on the tip of a knife——

Rolling and rolling, constantly consuming its physical energy, and getting up at a faster speed while rolling, Arundette took advantage of the situation to slap a sword.

The dragon oil that covers the blade burns the skin under the scales, and "gluttony" draws on the blood that flows and the life that's gone.

The witcher is not greedy.

The star-shaped runes draw enough blood to gradually light up.

The petrified chicken snake rubbed the other side twice with its python-like tail, but most of its power was offset by the golden shield.

The sonic attack was blocked by the pitch-black magic shield circulating around the witcher.

He was almost unscathed.

The injured griffin inherited its master's cunning, and kept using its sharp-billed hooks to sneak attack on the back of the petrified chicken snake.

Once it attracted its attention, it immediately took off and fled.

The witcher and the griffin cooperated tacitly, attacked back and forth, and dealt with it for a minute,

A Zerekan girl with a Mohawk hairstyle, a wheat complexion, and a fit body, never got out from behind a willow tree and joined the battle, with a crossbow almost hitting every shot, causing it a lot of trouble.

The petrified chickens and snakes were bruised and bruised all over their bodies.

As the battle continues, the "suppression" effect begins to manifest.

The afterimage of the blood-colored tentacles circled behind the witcher, and every few seconds, it wrapped around its body like a giant python, causing it to fall into a state of absentmindedness and stay in place.

The petrochemical chicken snake's response became more and more sluggish, Amber's eyes were dull, panting like a broken bellows, and the body was crumpled to the left and right, and it was difficult to maintain stability.

At one point, the witcher slapped around its slow wings with ease, circled to its left, and slashed sharply with the sword held high.

A crimson flame ignited on the blade.

With his swift slash like a thunderbolt!

The sword pierced apart the flesh, tendons, and bones on the petrified lizard's neck. It broke the ground under it, and created a straight sword mark that exudes blood, like a burning flame.

A rooster head, magnified a hundred times, rolled down to the witcher's feet.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, spattered with shavings and dust, its wings and legs still twitching.

The incision on the neck was as smooth as a mirror, and green smoke came out.

"Kill the petrified chicken snake, experience value +260"

Roy wiped Arrondette comfortably, and glanced at the experience points——

In the last half year of the witcher, he summoned evil spirits once a month, and went out hunting on Goerfin every day, so he had saved so much experience.

But don't rush to level up.

On the other side, the griffin seems to be a playful child, covering its head with its gray wings, twisting its buttocks naughty towards the petrified chicken snake's corpse, making a strange cry of "roar...", showing off its might!

Cantila used a machete to stab the petrified chicken snake, which was half the size of an ordinary person, with an ugly and terrifying head, gathered in the air, and poked her index finger in the viscous, smelly blood, and outlined a coquettish expression on her cheeks. blood-colored crescent moon.

Then, hooked the witcher's neck and danced around, showing him his sexy full body.

"Haha, Roy, you are really good! If you are in the Zerekan Desert, you are at least a five-star hunter."

The witcher wiped away his sweat. In fact, after the second trial of green grass, monsters whose general attributes reached the second rank were no longer his opponents.

Even the more difficult Yalongs.

He developed a very stable battle plan. First, he used furious flames and a hand crossbow to attack the enemy's mobility at a distance, and then he dealt with it in close quarters, allowing the long sword to drink blood and accumulating star-shaped runes...

Relying on nearly 300 points of magic power and a wide variety of tactical skills, he can dodge and "activate" to continue his life.

No luck.

Until five runes are lit, a fatal slash is launched.

If there is another Goelphin swept array, it can be said to be foolproof.

Over the past few months, he has used this method to kill several difficult opponents.

"Not without you and Golphin."

"Excessive modesty is hypocrisy! I tickled it at most and broke its skin." Cantila wielded a machete to help peel the skin, while chatting enthusiastically, "To kill this beautiful creature, It's all your credit... um... it's more ferocious than the Desert Monster Lizard, and it's worth two tattoos anyway!"

"Can you help me pick a style?"

The witcher was noncommittal.

"You don't want it? Then how should I thank you?" Cantila's eyes were bright.

"Thank you, you'll be free, the pharmacy, old Moore, Susie and Mino, all thanks to you for taking care of them."

"And I promised to take you to hunt monsters, and it counts." Roy squatted down and began to analyze and divide it proficiently. The whole body of the Yalong species is full of treasures.

In addition, the melee attributes of the petrified chicken snake all exceeded 20 points, which also increased the progress of the advanced witcher.

Cantila paused, "Then I'll use its claws and teeth to make two necklaces and give you one."

Roy responded happily.

"Good partner! Next time there is a big guy, I'll find you again!" Cantila spit hot air in his ear,

"Um."

"By the way... your precious 'Hound' is covered in wounds."

"Thank you for your concern." Roy put the chubby petrified chicken snake mutant into the space, and glanced at the grass, probing his brain and eating herbs to heal the griffin. "In fact, Golfing is born with the ability to heal quickly."

In the next second, the witcher activated the healing skills that come with the mount, and the mana in the body slowly decreased, while the bloody wounds around Golphin's body healed quickly with the naked eye.

It cuddled up to its owner's feet, and its big fluffy head rubbed coquettishly against his legs.

...

After disposing of the petrified chicken snake's body, wash away the blood in the nearby river.

Cantila returned to Nuocheng with a few sharp teeth and claws to make a custom necklace.

And Roy rode Golfing and flew back to Gawain's house in the suburbs.

The orange sun slanted westward, and the Gawain House was covered in a magnificent gauze.

In the classroom, Escal taught seven students in cadence.

In the newly built alchemy room on the right side of the classroom, the bald man explained the refining process of a certain conventional medicine to the three children with a stern face.

These three seeds were selected from fifteen students, obsessed with alchemy, and possessed a certain talent.

They were Vicky, Renee, and a little boy named Conrad.

Behind the few people was a pair of alchemy platforms that Roy had cooked and could not be cooked any more. They looked like an earthen stove. Bags of dried herbs were displayed on it. big iron pan...

Roy looked in a daze for a while. In the past few months, he has also alchemy, and has mastered the refining process of five basic potions such as "black blood".

The pupils intertwined with gold and silver turned to the outside of the yard, twenty meters away from Gawain's house, under the shelter of the simple wooden ceiling, the furnace made of bricks was burning with flames.

Vesemir was wearing a thick gray cotton apron, and with his cotton gloved left hand, he took out iron tongs and took out the red-hot embryo in the furnace.

on the anvil.

With the other hand, he raised a swarthy small hammer, "Dangdangdang", with the exciting sound of percussion, Vesemir's movements carried a certain unspeakable rhythm, while percussion, he flexibly turned the embryo with iron pliers. .

Mars playfully danced in midair like fireflies.

The embryos gradually changed into regular shapes under the hands of the old man.

Quintas and Fyodor, two boys in aprons, stared at him without blinking, watching his every move and listening to his teachings.

The eyes sparkled like stars.

Likewise, these are the "chosen sons" of the two forging directions.

Not far from them lay a row of hoes and pitchforks finished.

...

Roy continued to look to the left.

Outside the wooden fence, several fields were neatly lined up with a wave of radishes, turnips and spinach.

Oaks and Serrit are wielding their hoes and instructing Oreo, Terry, and Beam to loosen the soil and sow the seeds of greens and eggplants...

Thinking of the scene three months ago, Roy couldn't help laughing.

After the children in the orphanage are literate, they are not willing to be full-time farmers.

It wasn't until the witcher promised to teach additional hunting skills—bows and traps—that the three little guys fell for it.

...

At this moment, on the side of the stake in Gawain's home yard.

The sun shone four sweaty figures.

Monty, Arkhamtom, Chanem, and Lloyd are playing with their training swords fluently and fluently, practicing five swordsmanship moves, from top to tail, with small arms and slender legs because of their strength. Insufficient, no deterrent.

But the posture is standard.

The white-haired witcher was still beside them, pointing and correcting every nuance.

...

"Roy, have you got the petrified chicken snake?" Lambert took Aiden out of the alder bush not far away, and winked at his companion with a hippie smile. "Don't need help?"

"You don't even look at who came out, not to mention the Golphin raiding formation." Roy threw a dark hook-like nail.

"My little Goelphin is only less than a year old, don't let him take part in such a dangerous mission!" Lambert's pupils shrank, and he glanced at the figure of the divine horse hovering above the alder forest, "You are Persuade it, witchers should have the same rights as children!"

This is a benefit that Roy gave to the orphanage. Children who perform well will have the opportunity to travel to the sky on a griffin accompanied by him.

As for the witchers, after the initial shock, they gradually accepted the astonishing fact that Golphin's body was a griffin, and Roy brought too many surprises.

They are already a little numb.

Then, after thinking about it, there are also witchers who want to experience the feeling of riding a griffin and soaring in the sky.

But the arrogant griffin, accompanied by its master and carrying the students of the orphanage, has had enough of grievances.

It rejects other witchers.

Roar!

Golphan, who was hovering in the sky, suddenly dropped a piece of turf, in the middle of Lambert's mountain-shaped hairline.

Roar!

The cry was full of disdain.

Lambert stretched out his hand sadly.

"What about you two? Have you caught the trafficker?"

"After being arrested for more than four months, who else dares to shoot at the child?" Aiden shook his head. "All in all, this joint operation between us and Chapelle is a great victory."

"Snakes, worms and ants are all dormant."

half a year.

The witchers hooked up with Sheriff Chapelle through the collector's connection and introduced him to the Alliance.

In order to consolidate his position in the Eternal Fire, Chapelle used his reputation to weave a protective net and began to crack down on Novigrad's human smuggling trade.

As his ally, the witcher also shared part of his tasks, often sending members to patrol the streets and alleys of Nuocheng, and captured more than ten groups of human traffickers and slave hunters in total.

Reap a hefty commission of thousands of kronor

And Chapelle and the collectors bear all the pressure from the top.

In addition, Dandelion and Priscilla, based on these series of actions, have composed several wonderful plays that extol the witcher's good deeds. For example, "the guardian of Nuocheng who walks between black and white".

Business has also been steady in dance halls and pharmacies.

"Kayan and Owl are still guarding the laboratory? It's been more than four months, I don't know how it's going?" Lambert muttered.

Suddenly, without warning, a loud bang broke out, and a square door emerged from the void next to the courtyard of Gawain's house.

The classroom, the alchemy room, the blacksmith shop, and the witchers in the farmland turned their eyes.

In a long black silk dress, Rita Ned with flaming red lips leaped out of the vortex door lightly.

The blue eyes turned, and he glanced at the witcher with dark golden pupils who had not been together for a long time.

While the "Da Da Da" high-heeled shoes were galloping, the sorceress rushed forward with the fragrance of roses and hugged him heavily. The two calves were still playfully tilted back, and the high heels touched the buttocks.

Give a kiss.

"Well…"

The children in the classroom opened their mouths wide.

The four apprentices under the stake thoughtfully remembered what Carl had said about the grove theory.

But in a daze, Geralt hit him head-on.

When Lambert saw this, he was jealous and furious. "Is there a mistake? The two are so impatient. Can you pay attention to the influence and distinguish the occasion? Is it appropriate for you to be so affectionate in front of a group of children?"

"Cough, cough..."

"Shut up, Lambert! Go fuck your bull!" The sorceress turned her head panting, giving him a displeased look.

The latter's breathing was stagnant, and his face was ashen, but he couldn't get through it?

For the first time in his life, he regretted his greed for that night.

Aiden's cheeks twitched violently and he turned his head.

And Rita Nieder straightened her clothes for the people around her, her face turned serious, her eyebrows tightened, her chin raised slightly,

"Masters, the time has come, enter the portal!"

"What do you mean?" Vesemir came over at some unknown time, with deep anticipation suppressed in his amber eyes.

All were breathing together.

"Karl's trial has almost come to an end!"