The Divine Hunter

Outside the cave, terrifying meteor showers, raging dragons, and burning towns are all separated by a mountain.

The breeze was blowing, and the beautiful orange sunset appeared in the sky, leaving only the pleasant scenery above the low mountains.

The three "fugitives" invariably took a deep breath,

"Blessed by Talos, I finally escaped safely." Larov patted Freen and Roy on the shoulders gratefully, "Thanks to the two cover, otherwise I would have died at the hands of the imperial soldiers."

"No, no," Freen waved his hands slightly embarrassedly, "I'm clumsy, I didn't help much, but you saved me!"

"In short, we can be considered to be suffering together, and we have such a friendship. What are the plans for the next two? If there is no other arrangement, why don't we go to Ximu Town to hide for a while and avoid the limelight!"

"My sister owns a sawmill in town, not far from here."

Freen nodded and glanced across the river at the bottom of the mountain, "I'm wandering everywhere, I don't live in a fixed place, and someone is willing to accept me temporarily, so I'm naturally grateful. As for this brother, we don't know his name yet?"

"Language barrier is a big problem!" Larov rubbed his chin. "I'll just reluctantly give you a nickname. Brother's eyes are really impressive. How about calling them golden eyes?"

Roy frowned suspiciously.

"You didn't shake your head, I'll take it as you agreed! Brother Golden Eyes... Although you don't understand, but looking at your taciturn appearance, you're homeless and used to being lonely." Larov hooked the hook. Yi's shoulder, winked at him, "Follow me!"

Freen followed.

And the witcher followed, looking around at the green trees and lush vegetation.

The hillside path is covered with a plant with thorny stems and leaves, covered with white soft hairs and purple-red flowers - thistle bush

Perennial herb.

Growth environment: There are traces of this plant in low altitude areas.

Effect: Increases Freeze Resistance, ? ... weakly toxic?

...

Thistle bushes of the Witcher world,

Regardless of the effect and appearance, it is completely different from it. In addition to the completely unfamiliar constellations, Nords, and giant dragons, he can already be sure that he is in another world. Because of the gap between the world and the world, he cannot be connected. Go to Golfing.

"Is this what 'Ivar Evil Eye' can't keep in his mouth? Banish me to another world, what a big deal, how on earth did they do it."

Roy's strange-colored pupils flashed a cold light.

"Four great masters, Yidalan, I will repay this 'kindness' sooner or later!"

...

At a corner halfway up the mountain, they stopped in front of a circular flat, and three altar stones with the height of one person were arranged in a triangle.

They are cylindrical in shape with a hole in the center, and three distinct patterns are depicted on their smooth surfaces—those with swords, those with daggers, and those with staffs.

"Have the two of you seen this thing?" Larov said eloquently with his arms around his chest. "Constellation stones, there are thirteen constellations in the entire Skyrim Province, which is comparable to the number of constellations we are familiar with."

The nine territories of Skyrim Province are so vast. As a young wanderer, Freen really saw the Constellation Stone for the first time in his life.

"These three are the main constellations known as guardians - warrior constellation, thief constellation, mage constellation. If it is consistent with your own constellation, a little touch can strengthen your innate 'talent', the effect About a month."

Freen's heart moved, and his lady constellation belonged to the warrior constellation.

He closed his eyes and walked up.

And Roy felt the viper pendant vibrating gently between his neck, glanced at his companion, and put Frien's hand on the constellation stone. The 1 physique and 1 will of the original lady's constellation had all become +2.

He also stepped forward and stood in the center of the circle.

The different-colored pupils passed over the three guardian stones——

Warrior Guardian Stone

After the fusion of magic energy, you will get a month-long constellation blessing - Warrior constellation (passive): People born in the season of warrior constellation, the end of the bud month (8), have a strong and irascible character, and are usually good at using Various weapons, your strength +1, your mastery speed of various weapons will increase by 20%.

Thief Guardian Stone

Constellation Blessing - Rogue (Passive): People born in the season of Rogue, Night Star Moon (12), are usually adventurous, and are naturally more sensitive to danger, better at avoiding attacks and hiding their bodies, Perception +1, When sneaking, get a 20% bonus.

Mage Guardian Stone

Constellation Blessing - Mage Constellation (Passive): People born in the season of Mage Constellation, Rain Palm Moon (4), are more likely to become complacent than others, and have better magical talent than ordinary people, spirit +1, When learning magic and meditation, get a 20% bonus.

...

The witcher's heart froze, his eyes like the cold moonlight.

Is it possible that people born in the season of the mage constellation in this world can master magic?

No, he immediately denied that there wasn't a single spell caster among those Imperial soldiers.

In this land, at least, spells are in the hands of a few.

But the reason for the scarcity of mages should not only be the reason for the obscure and difficult spells, but Roy feels that there are other factors.

What is the difference between the magic energy in this description and the chaotic energy in the witcher world?

Without much hesitation, he pressed the Mage Constellation Stone with one hand, and a faint magic power flowed into it along the fingertips. A faint white light flashed on the surface of the Constellation Stone, rushing to the top of the spire, and then a white line went straight to the sky, Meet the constellations hidden in the sky.

Then a unique force returned to Roy's body.

One more row of records in the template -

You have the Constellation Blessing - Mage Constellation (for one month).

Roy closed his eyes for a moment, except for the temporary spiritual +1, he didn't have a very significant feeling. It is estimated that he can feel it only through meditation.

"Golden Eye actually chose the Mage constellation."

Larov raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and there was a hint of surprise and regret on his face. On the way to escape, he saw Roy's skills with his own eyes. Although his swordsmanship was sparse and ordinary, his reaction and strength surpassed that of most Nords.

Larov thought he was a good fighter.

But now it seems that perhaps magic is the means he is best at.

Mage, mysterious, powerful, and fragile, likes to hide in his ivory tower and study unknown deeds.

In the eyes of the Nords, mages are reserved for the "weak" and "evil".

In addition to being good at healing and enchanting, mages who can support warriors, and mages specializing in other departments are annoying!

"If he is really a mage, then I am afraid that he has no relationship with Stormcloak."

...

After touching the constellation stone, the three continued to meander down the hillside, and Roy refused to come, and swept away all the new types of herbal plants along the way. , Spiky grass... There are some overlaps in medicinal properties with the more than 200 herbs he was familiar with before, and there are also differences.

If it can be brought back, it may provide some inspiration for the Brotherhood's alchemy project and the improvement of herbal decoction.

"Golden Eyes, why are you picking these weeds everywhere? Are you a physician or an alchemist?"

"Um..."

"I forgot that you don't understand. But don't put it in your mouth, no one can save you from poisoning in the wilderness!"

The three trot for half an hour.

A small town appeared before me.

Ximu Town is located at the foot of the mountain, on the right side of a ding dong flowing stream, surrounded by a circle of mottled stones.

The town lives up to its name, with streams and wood making up its most distinctive features.

On the left bank of the stream, logs are piled up into hills, a simple and wide wooden bed, and the circular saw is cutting wood driven by the power of the logging waterwheel.

On the other side of the mountain, the Holy Land Town was destroyed by a giant dragon, and all life was charred and turned into a sea of ​​fire. However, Ximu Town was still peaceful and peaceful. The townspeople knew nothing of the potential threats, and they ploughed the land, sawed wood, forged iron, and hunted leisurely. .

The three of them entered the town, and two men who looked like guards with bows and arrows walked towards them. Freen was instantly stunned, while Larov nodded generously to the two of them and went straight over.

Outside the first house at the gate of the town, an old woman with white hair was emotionally and shouting to describe what she had seen and heard about a terrifying black dragon flying over from the other side of the mountain.

However, the only audience, his son, didn't take it seriously, he just treated her as a dimwitted person and kept comforting her.

Freen couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He had a hunch that in the near future, Ximu Town would also be turned into ashes, but he was just a humble homeless person who couldn't do anything. Maybe he should leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

In addition, he also saw a mighty and majestic rooster, walking along the small road in the town on his own, occasionally pecking at the wildflowers on the roadside, with a high-spirited appearance, which made people want to It's stuffed into a pot to make a gourmet meal.

Roy pulled his shoulder, showing a dangerous, warning dignified look.

A mere chicken made him feel uneasy, but the observed information was normal.

Only then did Freen withdraw his gaze reluctantly.

"Bless Mara!" At the entrance of the sawmill, a middle-aged woman with a long green dress and a blond shawl greeted you in surprise by the edge of an old whetstone. "My dear brother, you finally returned safely!"

The woman took Larov's hands and looked at her carefully, her concern was palpable, the sharp chin on her thin cheeks and the slightly bulging cheekbones were exactly the same as his, "I heard that Ulfric was caught, I thought you were too. Something happened."

"Don't worry, Golduo, Talos and the heroes in Valhalla still want me to fight for a few more years, isn't it good for me. By the way, let me introduce these two friends to you. They are not 'comrades in arms' yet. ', but saved my life."

"This is Freen, a... uh, traveler, this is Golden Eye, from a distant place outside the empire, so I don't understand our language very well."

"They lost their footing because of the reversal of black and white by Imperial soldiers, I hope..."

"Come with me first..." Gold turned around and looked around, first sent his son and the long-haired dog to the town to send a sentry, staring at the possible imperial soldiers, and then called the husband who worked on the sawing machine, Hu De, said cautiously, "Let's go inside and talk!"

...

The light from the horn candles illuminates a rough, primitive house.

After all, it was more unique than all the shabby cottages in the countryside that Roy had ever seen.

The walls and the ground are all made of irregularly piled stones of different sizes, with a thatched roof.

The house is full of things, iron pots in the fireplace, chopped firewood, shelves, wooden barrels, wooden boxes, and a dining table made of several wooden boards against the wall. The food is mainly potatoes and grilled fish.

Basically every wall has something hanging on it, either dried meat, garlic, or fur as decoration.

Roy rarely saw such a messy house, and was slightly dizzy.

"Okay, you two, I have learned the whole thing from Larov's mouth, and I am grateful for your dedication to him along the way." Goldo placed the hard bread, goat cheese, and heated broth on the two sides. In front of the people, "Bo" opened a bottle of Alto wine and filled it up for the two of them.

Roy moved his nose and smelled the smell of malt fermentation. It was very strong, and the craftsmanship seemed to be older than that of Vizima.

He and Freen looked at each other and devoured it unceremoniously. As for Larov, I don't know where he went.

"Don't worry, it's all yours, enjoy it slowly." Golduo was obviously very pleased with the food they enjoyed, and said some touching words, "Stay here with me for the rest of the time. , how long you want to stay."

"However, I hope that if the two of you are free, you can do me a favor and bring a message to the lord of the town. The giant dragon appeared in Xueman, and the lord will send troops to protect Ximu Town."

"Wait, where did Larov go?" Frien's heart tensed, he planned to leave here after two days of rest, "Can't he deliver the letter by himself?"

"Ralof has set off to return to Windhelm to join the great cause of resisting the Empire. The two have also seen the brutality of the Empire's power. Even the evil dragons can't help but sabotage their private trial of Lord Ulfric's conspiracy!"

Larov, Larov.

Frien rubbed his temples, took us home with enthusiasm, patted his butt and left, so that's the idea!

"Since ancient times, the true god of envelopes and the ancestor Talos are the glorious tradition of our Nords! And the empire signed that shameful and absurd "Platinum Agreement", forbid our belief, and let the damn enemy Thornmor come Supervision!" Golduo blushed and said angrily,

"Which true Nord could stand this insult? Stormcloak is just doing justice to restore our faith!"

The woman seems to be a staunch advocate of a storm cloak.

As a Nord, Freen couldn't help sighing. The Empire and the Stormcloak were originally their own people. Under the provocation of Thalmo, they fought inwardly.

"The two warriors must have..."

"But we have killed imperial soldiers..." Freen shook his head, "Now, wouldn't the Xueman collar you call be arrested as a wanted criminal!"

"Don't worry about this. Lord Balgruuf is neither partial to the Stormcloak nor the Empire. He is a neutral faction! As long as the two abide by the territorial laws, there is no problem."

"But why me and not the rest of the town?" Frinn still didn't understand. "Do I look like an errand."

"No, don't get me wrong..." Golduo quickly explained, "You have experienced the disaster of the giant dragon yourself, and your words are more convincing."

...

Freen could no longer find a reason to refute.

Became worried, and even lost the pleasure of eating, just like chewing wax.

He clearly should have rejected him.

However, when he thought that Ximu Town would be burned to ashes by a giant dragon, a strong voice in his heart urged him to do something, as if this was his mission.

Freen glanced at Roy, the sky was falling and there was a tall man on it, so he had to call this expert to accompany him!

"Golden Eyes, will you go to Xueman with me tomorrow to report?"

"Huh?" Roy glanced at him suspiciously.

"If you didn't shake your head, I'll take it as you agreed," Freen is now learning to sell Larov's style, putting a smile on his shoulders, no matter how you look at him, he is pleasing to the eye, "As expected of my brother! "

...

Full of food and drink, Frien, who was frightened and exercising all day, soon snored on the wooden bed in the room.

And Roy glanced out the window, his face was dull... The moon was entrenched among the mist-shrouded and snow-capped mountains in the distance.

However, the moonlight here is a little different - there are two moons hanging in the sky, and a circle of wonderful craters are especially in front of you.

Magical world.

Nords, Imperial soldiers, storm cloaks, dragons, blessings of thirteen constellations, two moons, what other miracles are waiting for me to reveal?

He crossed his knees on the bed... and looked at his state. Before I came to this world, I just didn't have time to sort out my promotion.

Roy

Age: 16

Status: Demon Hunter of the Viper School, Demon Hunter of the Flying Lion School, Honorary Member of the Wolf School, Knight of Lake Vizima, Member of the Brotherhood of Demon Hunters

Life: 320 (Grass Trial +80)

Magic Power: 300 (Grass Trial +80)

Attributes:

Strength: 15

Agility: 15.5

Constitution: 24

Perception: 12

Will: 27→29

Charisma: 9

Spirit: 22→23

Skills: Slaughter lv7, Demon Hunter Seal lv3, Long Sword Specialization lv2, Crossbow Specialization lv3, Griffin Secret Technique lv6, Demon Hunter Senses lv2, Observation lv2.

Meditation lv10, Alchemy lv3.

Blood of the Ancients (passive cure), grass trial (passive cure), greed (passive cure)

Witcher lv12 (840/12500)

Remaining: 1 skill point, 1 attribute point.

…

With a thought, the skill point disappears.

Will: 29→30

Swah——

Suddenly, a large number of words flashed across the template.

Your will has reached level 3, and you have obtained... Your will-related skills, Slaughter, have not reached level 10, and you have not obtained related abilities.

Your will is enough to make more creatures surrender to you, you can subdue more mounts, and mount +1.

Griffin Goerfin has been bound, and there is 1 mount slot left.

...

Roy's heart skipped a beat.

Under what circumstances, raising the will did not improve the expected slaughter ability, but increased the mount slot.

Can this template hear his heart, and it solves his urgent needs——

Entering this unfamiliar world, the biggest problem in front of you is the language barrier.

And if Roy can train a local person, then he can communicate with them unimpeded by telepathy, which is equivalent to having an obedient translator.

But Golphin occupied his mount, and it was his only coordinate to go home, and it was impossible to disband easily.

He was caught between a rock and a hard place, and now the problem is solved.

He remembered the words of the four great masters again,

"Shard of the Supreme, fusion?"

"Could it be that this thing is really shaping and evolving according to my needs?"

One mount remaining.

Roy opened his eyes, and Anjin's eyes turned to the grinning Dragonborn in the dream.

This is a good training object.

But he couldn't do it, and it would be too evil to turn a well-connected person who had saved his life into a mount.

He does not intend to tame ordinary people.

He has to find a better target!

...

As for the choice of skill points.

He tried to continue to the tenth level of meditation, but as expected, there was no response.

"Your meditation has reached the full level, and there is insufficient information to improve temporarily."

If the information is insufficient, it may be improved in the future.

Roy pondered, where should the skill points be used?

In a whole new world, observational skills to obtain information are extremely important.

If the slaughtering skill reaches level 10, it will evolve under the influence of level 3 will, which also makes him excited.

Then this skill point can be used to improve the observation of lv2, or the slaughter of lv7 with the second highest level.

He can't decide for now.

Because hundreds of people were killed in the war, the slaughtering skills were on the verge of upgrading, and it was not cost-effective to use them now, so the skill points remained.

As for his three bound weapons.

This upgrade failed to obtain a new enchantment, and he could only choose to strengthen it on the basis of the existing one, but he didn't quite agree with him.

Roy has not made a choice for the time being, and plans to wait and see if there is any change in accumulating two opportunities for strengthening.

...

Browse through the templates.

He closed his eyes lightly and tried to meditate for the first time in this brand new world.

The tenth-level meditation was as smooth as running water. After a few seconds, the light was drawn away from his body, and he entered a pitch-dark world.

Different from before, there are no colorful element particles and chaotic energy here, and there are more finer particles all around.

If the four elements are fruits, then this new particle is equivalent to the core of the fruit, surrounded by him, neither cold nor hot.

In the distant sky, the four elemental planes of earth, water, fire, and wind that Roy is familiar with are also gone.

In its place was a huge void that was as dazzling as the sun, radiating ceaselessly, and countless voids that looked like the stars in the night sky.

Just as the four elemental planes continue to pour out elements and chaotic energy, supplementing Roy's magic.

Smaller, spot-like energy particles poured out of these dense voids, filling the magic power in Roy's body.

And it's not slow at all.

Gradually, it brought him a sense of intoxication.

If the chaotic energy and the four elements of the witcher world are beer.

Then the magic energy in this world is dwarf spirits with a higher degree. More pure and abundant.

Two hours later, the night was still dark.

Moonlight is like water.

After completing a round of meditation, the spirited witcher suddenly widened his eyes, his eyes lit up like stars twinkling, his face full of disbelief.

You absorb a certain amount of soul through meditation.

EXP +24 (Mage Constellation Blessing +4)

Witcher lv12 (890/12500)

"It turns out that the magic energy of this world is not equal to the elements, but contains the soul and other things."

This means that, here, he does not need to kill, he can gain experience by meditating.

24:00 for two hours, 288 points of experience if you are in continuous retreat for a day.

This is much higher than his normal efficiency in the witcher world!

But this approach is now out of date.

"Magic energy is more pure and subtle than elements, and it should also be able to aggregate into elements to release magic."

He tried to release seven kinds of seals in succession, such as Alder Tremor, Igni Fury, etc. in the meditation world, and was surprised to find that the power of the seals increased by 30%.

But when he blessed Roar, the increase was not as good as another world, because the space was filled with a lot of magic energy, but there were not many elements.

"Roar" manipulates elements, but has limited influence on magical energy!

"The spellcasting system in this world is very different from that of the witcher world. If you have the opportunity, you must have knowledge!"

Roy took out the blood gem that the lady in the lake had given him. After he let go of Kungulan's soul, it became empty.

He tried to continue meditating, channeling the magic energy into the body into the blood gem.

One of the ingredients just flew away.

On the other hand, wisps of lavender light poured into the blood gem, but not as rebellious as the human soul, but obediently stayed in the crystal wall, crowding every corner.

A few hours later, a prismatic gem with a lavender glow appeared in Roy's palm.

Soul-filled blood gems.

...

Roy looked at it for a moment, he felt that this thing should have a special purpose.

You have to find a local lawyer for identification.

Put away the blood gems and be silent for a moment.

The moonlight shining through the window revealed a young, handsome, yet slightly sad face.

Unfortunately, in this completely unfamiliar world of meditation, he did not see the light group representing Lesso and coral. Perhaps the world was too far apart to find it.

"Coral, Leto, Geralt, Triss... I don't know how everyone is doing now?"