The Divine Hunter

Demon Hunter lv14 (20200/16500) → lv15 (700/18500) (3000 deduction for Soul Guardian)

Level up, depleted mana and life back to full.

Gain 1 skill point and 1 attribute point.

Will: 38→40 (main attribute +2)

The ancient Wei Xier sword and Gabriel flashed different lights, waiting for matching treasures for a new round of strengthening.

And the enhanced sword spirit Xuerui in Arrondette twirled the illusory and exquisite body, and danced a cheerful dance for the witcher while the yellow skirt fluttered.

Swah——

On the body whose limbs were wiped away by bad luck, a vicious divine power disappeared, pieces of broken flesh and skin protruded bright red buds, and the pale stubble chased each other and glued together into pieces of complete flesh and blood.

His hands and feet grew back, his skin was as white and delicate as a baby, and the five senses that had disappeared returned, light, sound, the breeze brushed his cheeks, and the fragrance of earth and bushes lingered on the tip of his nose, making him miss him as if from a lifetime.

In addition to the huge feeling of weakness brought about by the launch of the arrival, he has to last for two months, and he feels better than ever!

He took out a fist-sized, black chelicerae shaped like a hook and examined it, the relic of a lion-headed spider—

Relic of the God of Bad Omen

Material: Midge teeth of the lion-headed spider, the power of pain

use:

Midge teeth continue to absorb the power of pain around them. .

Scratching a target with midge teeth, the stored pain power will be converted into curse and poured into its body, twisting its body, making it mutate into some kind of lycanthropy (the shape is affected by genes and personality)

A lycanthrope retains his sanity and can change from human form to beast form at will, but the process is irreversible.

lycanthropes are particularly sensitive to silver.

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Absorb pain, inflict curses, transform the body of beasts?

Is this some kind of powerful mutation?

Roy's heart moved, this relic was similar to the cursed necklace obtained from Indalsfair Island.

But it is stronger, and the cursed is free from the ills of starvation and being permanently bound in place.

The physical fitness of lycanthropes such as werewolves and bearmen is not weaker than that of ordinary witchers.

This curse is equivalent to a special kind of strengthening and mutation!

Suddenly, a new path of curse and witcher's path appeared in front of Roy, which was different from the grass trial.

But now is not the time to think carefully.

He turned and looked around.

The web of eternity shattered, the gloomy and oppressive sky was replaced by the warm clear sky of the morning light, the sticky spider webs turned into thick snow,

This devastated Temple of Lebioda was still the same as when he sent it over—the wooden fence was smashed by the carriage, and in the center of several exquisite brick buildings stood a piece of collapsed ruins. And the bloodstains under the statue of the God of Bad Omen were still wet, revealing a half-blooded horse corpse.

Next to -

"Mr. Roy! Why did you suddenly disappear just now? Scare us!"

In the loud cry of surprise, the two witcher apprentices rushed to Roy's side. After being repaired by the high-level vampire decoction, there was an excited blush on the flawless face, and the amber pupils were sparkling.

"Whether you can talk, worry about it!" Arkham immediately gave Carl a shove on the shoulder, "Don't look at who your Excellency is standing in front of you, the chief prophet of the Brotherhood, the strongest demon hunter! Think about the wonderful demonstration performance just now! Teacher Roy must be able to catch a mere big spider?!"

Roy shook his head and smiled, his eyes passed behind them like torches, the boys and girls gathered into a pile, and passed over these two small faces, until they turned pale.

"Two little devils, don't think that you can fool them by flattering. This time you are lucky. I just came over when I had time. The trouble has been completely resolved, and there will be no future troubles."

The two suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and raised their fists secretly in excitement.

"But don't be complacent! If I didn't come, you two would have to pierce the sky!"

His tone suddenly turned stern,

His face was solemn. If he came a step late, the God of Bad Omen would have added two more lame pain singers, and Abigail should have fled with his family business.

The two realized that they were too impulsive, and with a good attitude of confessing their guilt and being punished, they lowered their heads with lingering fears.

"Tell me, what's going on? Why did you provoke the priest of the god of bad omens... even used the high-sucking decoction?"

"This time, it's not that we took the initiative to provoke it!" Arkham tightened his face, put his hands behind his waist, circled around the witcher's mentor, and said sternly, "We are seeing an injustice on the road, and we adhere to Ke It is only the spirit of griffins taught by Teacher En that lends a helping hand to the underprivileged!"

He turned his eyes to the back, squatted at the door of the dormitory, a group of frightened orphans like quails, and swept over the middle-aged people around them who were tied up with five flowers, and told the whole incident.

While listening, Roy looked at the group of orphans in the temple who had been abandoned by their families, abused by adults, and brainwashed by the God of Bad Omens, with deep confusion and fear on their small faces. Fear, they were also secretly observing the new tall witcher, and there seemed to be some other anxiety and expectations in their eyes.

When Roy noticed the blond, brown-eyed face that resembled Ciri's in the pile of children, his eyes stopped.

Angulan? !

The girl with a blue nose and a swollen face noticed his eyes, but she glared back viciously, just a rebellious cat.

"This is the so-called crooked strike."

Roy couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of fate.

An Gulan is not an ordinary little girl, she left a strong mark in the original witcher history.

The girl who never forgot to open a brothel in Toussaint will join Geralt's daughter-seeking team in the future, and eventually rush to Stiga Castle, where she was stabbed in the thigh to save Ciri and bled to death.

Before that, her life was extremely rough. She was tortured in a temple serving Luan pedophiles, and later encouraged several friends to join forces to kill and escape.

But because of Roy's intervention, Abigail, the priest of the god of evil omens, left the Vizima sewers ahead of schedule, and accidentally took over the mess of the temple brothel.

An Gulan's hope of escaping is completely cut off!

If it wasn't for these two apprentices with a strong sense of justice just passing by, An Gulan would have died indirectly because of his little butterfly.

Roy's eyes softened, and he suddenly felt that the two rash apprentices were unexpectedly endearing.

"We saved so many people from the clutches of that big spider, it's worth taking a little risk!"

Satisfied, Arkham reached out and squeezed the hilt of the sword behind his back. He lived up to the motto on the sword.

Carl couldn't help but smile.

He looked up at the witcher with longing in his eyes.

"Good job." Roy patted the two of them on the shoulders in agreement, and didn't criticize them too much.

Everyone has their own path, even if they die because of it, it is their own choice.

Even if he persuaded and reprimanded again and again, he couldn't change it.

Only time and hard work can make them truly mature.

"Let me just mention one point, Arkham, you shouldn't deliberately provoke Carl, you shouldn't force others to understand you and have the same opinion as you."

"You forgot the real history? Stubbornness and coercion is the source of the division of the Witcher Order!"

"Being compatible and advancing with the times is the way of life for the Brotherhood!"

"Sorry, I was wrong, teacher!" Arkham's face flushed with shame, and bowed apologetically to his companions, "Boss Carl, I shouldn't have provoked you, and what else should I say to help you take care of Vicky!"

"Enough!" Carl's face turned pale with fear, "I forgive you, don't mention it again, I'm so angry at the thought of that possibility!"

...

"Little devils, let's get back to the point now, the Temple of Rebiwanda has been destroyed, and these children have become homeless again. Where should they go?"

Roy said in a negotiating tone, and then turned to the three fat men who were tightly bound by the apprentices and whose mouths were blocked by shorts.

"And these luan pedophiles!"

"We just checked the cubs," Carl raised his voice deliberately, so that everyone in the yard could hear clearly, "After you came back, the black Greba's brand disappeared instantly, I'm sure they have recovered. It's normal, it's impossible to become an out-of-control spider man again!"

"Can you bring them all back to Gawain's house?"

Arkham looked over pleadingly, and the group of children quietly pricked up their ears and held their breath.

"I see, some children are too old to accept the trial of green grass."

Roy said regretfully,

"Humph!" An Gulan dissatisfied with a bloody table leg to prop up the weak body, and looked around, as if looking for something.

And most of the children shook their shoulders, and some began to sob.

After being tortured for many years, they never left the temple, and they really couldn't see where the future was going.

"But if the two of you are willing to guide them hand in hand and let them integrate into the school, it's not impossible to bring them back! Eighteen mouths, the fraternity can still afford it."

Roy's voice suddenly changed, and everyone's heart was so up and down that the cries passed through the entire courtyard and became louder.

But they couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Roy, you are still so young, don't learn the bad tastes of those old men!"

Carl muttered softly.

"As for those criminals?" Roy rubbed his temples and pondered,

A cold light flashed in Arkham's eyes, "How about leaving it to the bitter master?!"

...

The man was tied up and placed in front of a group of weak children.

Facing the people who had tortured them, most of the orphans would hide in fear subconsciously, just like a silly roe deer encountering a natural enemy, almost burying their heads in the snow.

But An Gulan has always been an anomaly, and her thin body hides amazing courage. She set an example for all her companions. First of all, she picked up the blood-stained table leg and severely beat the man's butt and head.

Then he gave his companion a commanding look.

Maybe it was because of the obedience left in the past, or maybe it was finally courage, the second red-haired boy involuntarily took the leg of the table, and hesitantly beat them a few times, not like punishment, but like It's a lover's touch.

Then, it seems to be a game of drumming and passing flowers.

All children can't help repeating this action on their own.

After one round, the situation got out of hand, and the force of their beatings became stronger and stronger.

The man whose mouth was gagged couldn't even let out a whimper.

The orphans turned red, their eyes were bloodshot, and their throats hissed with anger and fear, just like the men who tortured them ruthlessly in the past, retaliated fiercely!

In the end, the man who once committed evil lost his breath under the tender fists and sticks, and his flesh and blood were blurred and he could not see the human form.

There were only a group of crying and laughing teenagers and girls left in the courtyard, with tears on their faces, but their thin and hunched backs were quietly straight, adding a touch of vigor that had never been seen before!

Those who are tortured by fate, those who are suffering, can grow only by learning to resist.

Roy quietly squeezed the relic of the God of Evil Omen in his hand.

He has a hunch that it will come in handy soon!

...

"This is what they deserve!"

Arkham walked over to Angulan and comforted him.

The girl did not say a word, and dug up the bones of her companions Pamela and Celia who had escaped together from the ruins, and tied them to her back in a precious place. She was about to fulfill her promise and lead them to escape together. go out!

...

"Where are you going next? Go back to the Elland Meritelli Temple first?"

Karl and Roy stood beside the statue, their eyes swept across the small faces, both relieved and looking forward to asking,

"Little devil, don't think that I don't know what you think. You think about falling in love all day long at a young age? Want to see Vicky?"

Carl blushed and bowed his head in shame for his inappropriate thoughts.

Roy laughed mockingly, his silver-gray eyes sparkling,

"I want to fulfill you! Go to Ron Essette first, let Dandelion bleed, and buy everyone a set of clothes to wear!"

...

Boom!

The roaring flames shattered the tranquility of the morning, and the corpses and statues, sin and pain in the Temple of Rebioda were reduced to ashes with the boiling flames.

The fire pierced through the darkness. Eighteen teenagers and girls who supported each other, with ignorant faces and uneasy faces, embarked on a fresh, exciting, and different journey from their past lives.

The two witcher apprentices walking in front accidentally glanced back.

On the burden behind An Gulan, the thick smoke and firelight clearly outlined the phantoms of the two little girls.

The one on the left has a delicate face, a petite figure, long blond hair, bright eyes, and a straight nose that shows a stubborn character. She is wearing an old washed-white dress, and has a tattered puppet in her arms.

The one on the right has short black hair, a slender figure, a thick padded jacket, and a few playful freckles on his red face.

Deep gratitude appeared on their small faces, and they solemnly bowed to the witcher apprentice.

Keep a respectful attitude for a long, long time.

The corners of his eyes scattered crystal clear and scattered into the air, like dewdrops being evaporated by the sun.

Thank you, Carl, Arkham!

A faintly crisp sound rang out.

Goodbye, Pamela, Celia, we will take good care of these juniors!

Carl and Arkhamtom couldn't help but waved their hands, watching them transparently fade and disappear into the sky.

The two apprentices smiled at each other.

The scorching sun was like fire, and two enthusiastic smiling faces appeared.

The two hands clapped together and held it together!

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End of volume.