The Divine Hunter

Chapter 12 Excessive

A bizarre botanical garden where colorful lights flow.

A roaring, translucent evil spirit was bound in the air by scarlet tentacles, and the tentacles radiated blood, like sulfuric acid, corroding it into black smoke.

Roy's familiar face twitched with pain, flickering on and off, and kept changing into another, more bizarre face - no mouth and nose, eyes full of cruelty, cunning, and joking, like a devil.

The sword light, flame, and magical impact of the witchers drowned it, but passed through its body and fell into the void.

As if it were just an untouchable, empty reflection.

The tentacles fluttered and tore, but for a while, it couldn't be torn apart.

spirit of repentance

age:?

Identity: Transformation body (a combination of the soul of Archmage Altolan and the evil spirit Dart).

...

Roy looked startled.

Ortoran.

A mage who imprisoned the evil spirit Dart in order to save his wife and children on Indalsfair Island using flesh and blood as a cage.

The projection crystal that Roy had seen finally recorded that he left the archipelago to go to Idalan, seeking liberation from the destruction of body and spirit.

How did it become like this?

"boom!"

The three seconds of shock and awe ended.

The scarlet brachiopods faded like a tide.

The evil spirit screamed piercingly, disappeared into the air, and escaped somewhere.

...

"Vesemir, how do you feel?"

"Cough..." The tortured old man of the wolf faction took a deep breath, his chest bulging high and shrinking like a filled balloon.

"Damn, I only know now that I have made so many unforgivable mistakes in the past!"

He looked at everyone and laughed at himself, the wrinkles on his old cheeks stretched, but every muscle was covered with sweat and lingering fears.

"If you make a mistake in your internal organs, you will start to self-destruct with guilt."

His trembling hands wiped the blood all over his face suddenly, and then he grabbed a hand that was reaching out to his chest to transmit crystals like iron tongs.

"Geralt, it's not there yet! A little injury is fine, I can still hold on!"

The white wolf sighed, and Lambert shook his head again.

"Don't be brave, old man! Your legs are shaking like you've been fooling around with a woman for three days and three nights!"

"It's not too early! I can last at least five days." Vesemir took care of himself and opened a bottle of swallows,

"Grumble rumble..."

Swallowed a few mouthfuls.

A tinge of blood returned to the pale cheeks.

Then he pushed away everyone's supporting hands and stood up staggeringly.

Twisting rusty limb joints.

The endless crunch of the bones.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

And Lesso and Kaiyan, like electricity, circled their companions in a circle.

The index finger outlines, and there are words in the mouth, and a circle of rune circles drawn by evil spirit dust and wheel-injected dust immediately appears on the ground, flashing holy white light.

protect the people in it.

"Haha, a wonderful performance! But it's not enough, the ghosts are still staring at you all, picking the next target."

The cold voice rang out.

"Your Excellency is not bad. You can't even guard against it. The most bizarre and brutal evil spirits can be controlled... This thing looks much stronger than Sim."

Kalkstein stroked his beard and praised the depths of the botanical garden.

Looking around.

"You guys made me admire." The cold voice carried a hint of surprise and fear, "How a mere witcher can seriously injure the invisible spirit of repentance, one of my most proud works."

The voice paused, with a hint of unexplainable sigh,

"Roy, the blood light just now is the ability that the fragments gave you... It's really like... It's just two blades of a sword."

"Idaran, has the species modification experiment completely wiped out your humanity?"

Roy glanced at the mid-air outside the magic circle, capturing the traces of the spirit of repentance, but it was invisible, coming and going without a trace.

"I thought you'd give Altolan a treat,

Free him with red light. Unexpectedly, you didn't even let go of your former best friend, and transformed it into such a person who is not a ghost or a ghost! "

"Let him be bound in this evil body forever, life is better than death!"

"what--"

In the darkness in the depths of the botanical garden that made Roy extremely fearful and disgusting, a surprised voice came, "Boy, do you know a lot?"

Roy sneered coldly, "The four witcher masters, your teacher, used red flames to purify sin in Mayena, why didn't you purify together with you pervert and scum?!"

"Could it be that their so-called justice is just a false disguise!"

"Shut up, don't insult my teacher! What do you know!"

The voice became angry and high-pitched,

"As a master in the field of species modification, the highest honor and the most perfect destination is to integrate with my modification. I am just fulfilling Ortolan."

"Doing this kills two birds with one stone, and can also realize his wish. Let his wife and children not be disturbed, and live the rest of his life as a mortal safely!"

"Strong words make sense!"

Oakes retorted sarcastically.

"Whatever you want. Now, keep enjoying it, idiots...pay for your wrong choices!"

"Shut up, you pervert!"

The corals cried out in anger, pointing their fingertips to the darkness in the depths of the botanical garden.

Say the mantra aloud.

"Zizi-"

The air trembled, filled with the smell of ozone.

A dazzling lightning storm surged past.

And the witcher outlines with five fingers.

The colorful triangle charm shines brightly.

Flames, gusts of wind... followed closely behind.

Kalkstein stretched his right arm, and a round alchemy bomb flew out of his sleeve...

Boom!

A brief earthquake.

Vines fell and withered, berries, bushes, and grasses burst, and the warm walls were broken and cracked, and green blood poured out!

Violent explosions, roaring winds, and magical auras crushed, ignited, and burned some of the swaying, bright fluorescent plants into charcoal.

The whole botanical garden is like an overexcited animal, shrinking inward with clusters of fluorescent plants on its body, hiding them within the "skin and cavity walls".

Instead, a scarlet, horribly wrinkled inner layer was turned upside down.

In an instant, the entire fluorescent botanical garden, like a dream, turned into a hell of flesh and blood!

The witcher was in it, as if standing inside a huge monster.

Indistinctly, a painful mourning echoed!

However, such a terrible attack still did not affect Idaran.

He snorted coldly.

Swah——

Black light appeared.

A blazing white light ignited in the rune circle surrounding everyone.

Like a human-shaped black smoke, the spirit of repentance appeared from the air, dragging the jet-black tail, hitting the protective circle, and a crimson light ignited at the intersection.

Boo!

The rune circle is shattered like a bubble!

It passed through the mountain of swords and swords stirred in the air, spit out the seal of the flaming rainbow light, and screamed at the sorceress!

Coral's face changed greatly, and a strong crisis came to her face. Her hands were outlined, and an azure magic flash emerged from under her long lace dress, surrounding her body, forming an ice-blue magic shield.

But someone is faster than him!

Roy stood in front of her, took a deep breath, and shouted—

Voss -

The airflow was surging, and the invisible sound waves shattered the air.

In the rune circle, everyone's clothes and hair were blown out of control by the strong wind!

A harsh sonic boom of "pop"!

The evil spirit that rushed in mid-air suddenly stopped, and the power piercing the soul fixed it in the sky.

Swah——

The dragon roar shredded it, split it in half, and flew to both sides of the wall at high speed!

But in the blink of an eye, the two crumbling clouds of black smoke reunited.

A frightened hissing sound.

Escape into the air.

But before it disappeared, the body was so light that it was like a wisp of blue smoke, as if it would dissipate when the wind blew, and it was no longer solid as before.

"Tsk tsk... Roy, I admit to underestimating you. This rhythm magic that directly hits the soul is not only the ability that fragments bring you, right?"

"During your exile, you learned new powers?!"

"Whoosh-"

The bowstring vibrates.

The arrow swept through the air, and several vines rose from the ground, submerging it.

"Forget it, keep playing, I don't know how many little guys will be killed by you. My patience is exhausted, the game is over!"

Yidalan's voice fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

He seemed to have opened a bottle.

The cork flopped to the ground.

At the end of everyone's line of sight, a bright red smoke beat rhythmically, and finally condensed into an irregular sphere, quietly suspended in the distance!

Roy's temple tingled, and a suffocating sense of crisis surged in his heart!

The scene that once happened in Sintra Castle is repeated!

"Be careful!"

He crushed the teleportation crystal.

excitation!

The wind was blowing, and a space door appeared in front of him!

"silint (still)!"

But Yidalan uttered the first word at the same time, a very simple ancient language word, but it has extremely powerful magic.

It was as if the gods were commanding the heavens and the earth.

The four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind in this narrow space were replaced by air elements in an instant.

Forming a circle, concluding the magic seal, the witcher with the steel sword, and the two mages who manipulated the chaotic energy, including Roy, were deterred by this extremely abundant air element, and fell into stillness, with a serious expression on his face. expression.

But he couldn't move a finger, couldn't even blink, couldn't breathe.

The river of magic within the body is difficult to advance.

The space gate is directly annihilated.

The time in the entire botanical garden was paused by an invisible big hand.

They could only stare stiffly ahead.

That throbbing sphere finally revealed its true form—

It had a crooked, six-foot head, no nose, huge eyes, and a beak, and a mass of silver arc lightning bolted across its misty body.

Dijing (complete body)

The air spirits of the four world spirits.

Wish status.

...

It floated in mid-air, turning the black and blue crow's claws on the left, weaving a net of air elements, and slowly approaching the crowd.

Something bound it, and those huge black eyes were full of irritability and unwillingness, and they had to obey Yidalan's orders.

So it vented its full anger on the group of humans in front of it.

"exblo, hed (head explosion)"

Idaran cruelly spat out the second sentence.

Di Jing stretched out the raven's claws toward the crowd.

like death.

Pfft!

Fourteen hearts beat in unison.

Fourteen people turned red, and there was a slight moan in their throats.

The immobilized cheeks generally swelled rapidly, oozing blood, forming an expression uglier than crying.

Then--

boom!

Three of the witchers had their heads burst on the spot.

Blood, broken bones, and brains are flying!

Falling to the ground, hands and feet twitching.

...

what!

roar!

Angry to madness!

There were bloody tears in Roy's eyes, and a blood-colored flame shot up into the sky!

A scarlet tentacle full of suckers and elastic tore through the space on his back, stubbornly drilled out, and danced wildly.

Thousands of tentacles are reflected on the wall.

Snapped!

Glass shattered.

He broke free.

His face was bloody, and his blood vessels and muscles were twisted and abrupt.

Behind the blood-colored tentacles on the back, a river flashing with bright light suddenly appeared.

The Milky Way star-studded in the night sky.

Every star is a point in time.

The blood of the ancients flows!

The mighty galaxy rewinds backwards.

Endless starlight shrouded the three dead witchers.

slam-la-

The three corpses that fell to the ground seemed to be hung by hundreds of millions of puppet silk threads, their bones and joints being suspended, and their bodies collapsed and stood upright in violation of physical conventions.

The hands fell back weakly.

At the same time, in the air and on the ground, countless blood, broken meat, and broken bones were flying about because of the explosion.

The whole thing is returned to the original owner.

Flying into their skulls that broke the terrifying pit, it seemed like a blink of an eye, and it seemed like a few hours, and it returned to its complete and smooth original appearance.

In the end, the three groups of souls shimmering with mysterious luster were driven out from the corner by the infinite starlight, and returned to their flesh like moths to the flames.

The three witchers opened their eyes.

He looked dazed.

This extremely complicated evolution occurs in only one hundredth of a second.

...

Italan didn't have time to make a third wish.

...

Stunned!

The blood of the demon hunter throbbed.

The waving tentacles appeared in the air, and the spirit of repentance that was trying to sneak attack was entangled in it.

taut.

tear.

After two consecutive heavy blows, the third time, it could no longer maintain its shape.

It was torn into countless pieces and scattered all over the sky.

Above the arms and feet, the densely serrated suction cups stretched to the extreme, puffing humming.

swallow it.

In the void behind the fragment, a man in his forties suddenly appeared, with a gray close-fitting scholar-shaped robe, short blond hair, deep and intelligent eyes, and a delicate beard on his upper and lower lips. From a distance, he looked like a handsome university professor. man.

He bowed deeply to Roy.

With a touch of relief, relief.

Altolan is annihilated.

Devour the spirit of repentance, experience +1000, witcher lv13 (19000/14500)

...

It was too late for Idaran, who was hiding, to be shocked by how the other party resurrected the dead and killed the evil spirit instantly.

The third word was eagerly uttered at the still-formed witchers.

"Verf!"

The tail has not yet landed.

Di Jing raised his crow's claw towards the crowd.

The terrifying air magic power boiled again.

Swah——

The bowstring hums!

Roy's figure flashed, and he fell in front of Elf Di, as if entering an electric field intertwined with thunderclouds and storms.

Arrondette slashed a half-moon-shaped blood slash in the face.

Because of his sudden intrusion, Di Jing's spellcasting was slowed down!

In turn, it stimulates autonomous defense.

A large piece of fork-shaped lightning surged from the body that rolled like a dark cloud, instantly breaking up the blood-colored air wave, wrapping the demon hunter!

Crackling!

The current sizzled.

The Heliofa seal absorbed a portion of the electro-optical light.

Most rushed into the witcher's body, making his hair stand on end.

The skin on his face was scorched by electricity.

However, those silver-gray pupils were only firm.

activation!

The warmth and magic power nourishes the body that has been electrocuted!

Seriously wounded body recovers in the blink of an eye!

The blood of the ancients was stimulated, and the space split open.

A prismatic world gate appeared behind Di Jing.

boom!