The Game of Demon Hunter

In the very center of the black spot, the witcher turned over weakly. Black blood flowed from the huge wound on his abdomen, like concentrated sulfuric acid, dripping and splashing puffs of white smoke on the ground.

The curse from the warp was tormenting his internal organs, and the weapon blessed by the blood god made the witcher's wound bleed non-stop.

If it wasn't for Xu Yichen's gift from Nurgle, who is also the evil god of the subspace - the [lower regeneration] talent, I am afraid that the wound will continue to expand and deepen over time.

Now the forces from the two evil gods collided head-on, and the fragments of internal organs sprayed out along the wound from time to time were proof of the fierce struggle between the two sides.

One is destroying and destroying, the other is repairing and healing.

The endless pain was left to the witcher to enjoy alone.

The weapon that has been accompanying Xu Yichen through various battles, [Gnar's Flaming Great Sword] became like a saw in the previous fierce confrontation.

This weapon, which was collected by Antoine as an ornamental item, had been abandoned in the treasure room for an unknown period of time, and finally showed its value in the hands of the witcher.

Veterans don't die, they just wither. At this time [Gnar's Flaming Great Sword] seems to be saying goodbye to its master, and the entire body of the sword is burning with raging fire.

It was a red fire, not the silver flame from the witcher itself, but a mortal fire used by countless people every day, fueled by firewood, carrying the progress of a civilization year after year.

In the flames, [Gnar's Flaming Great Sword] seemed to be cheering and jumping for joy. In the hands of the first director, it lingered in the court every day, enjoying fine wine and praises from ladies with its master.

But as a weapon, a weapon born for killing, it always felt a little bit lonely amidst the praise, and then it was silent for an unknown amount of time, before it was finally picked up by this young master.

Fight together, kill together, shed blood and life, this is the life it wants!

Today, it finally met a stronger opponent than it, but it can proudly say that it fought to the last second and lived up to its owner.

It's a pity that its battle has come to an end, and it can't accompany him to go on. Its fate ends here, but its name will be famous all over the world along with its owner one day in the future.

In the fight with the weapon blessed by Khorne, the witcher's weapon took too much damage, the deepest of which severed the blade almost vertically.

In the blazing flames, with a sigh, [Gnar's flaming sword] broke into two along the wound, and the flames went out.

It was too late to regret his weapon, Xu Yichen himself was at a stage where he could not protect himself. Although he could see several system prompts appearing in the corner of his eyes, he had no energy left to care about those messages.

Xu Yichen's fire of life was already on the verge of being extinguished, but fortunately he still had teammates to rely on.

"Are you okay?" The female warrior stepped on the thick layer of corruption on the ground and walked over. She felt like she was walking in a quagmire, step by step.

Vittoria frowned at the huge gash in Xu Yichen's waist and abdomen. She had no doubt that if the witcher moved a little wider, he would be able to see the other person's internal organs fall out of the wound intact.

"You don't need to answer, I can see it." Vittoria carefully squatted beside the witcher, and took out the bottle of purple potion: "Can you still swallow this thing? If you can, you Just blink."

For nearly a minute, the witcher lying on the ground didn't respond at all, making Vittoria wonder if he was dead.

Fortunately, Xu Yichen finally gathered up some strength and blinked his eyes, otherwise he suspected that this female barbarian might be about to start a farewell ceremony for him.

The female warrior breathed a sigh of relief, uncorked the bottle and slowly poured the purple liquid into the witcher's mouth.

Xu Yichen swallowed this miraculous recovery potion that was said to be developed by the Witch King in small increments. The moment his taste buds came into contact with the potion, he concluded that it contained Tyranid blood.

That weird taste reminded the witcher of the weird drink called "Tyran's Thick Phlegm" that he had mistakenly drank during the mission. The taste was so similar!

As if drinking a cup of magma, Xu Yichen felt that his stomach was burned through, and the billowing heat wave erupted in his abdomen and quickly spread throughout his body.

Except for the female warrior, the others formed a circle to prevent any fish that slipped through the net from appearing around.

Although the surrounding environment has undergone tremendous changes, which proves that the chaos has been dispelled, it is never wrong to be careful when dealing with chaos.

The bright sunlight shone down from above, and under this sunlight, Vittoria saw the huge wound on the witcher's waist and abdomen wriggling slowly.

The scorched black internal organs were squeezed out by the muscles along the wound, and the black blood flowed under the witcher, corroding a pit on the ground.

After a few seconds, the blood drained from the wound gradually turned bright red.

However, where the female warrior couldn't see, the black blood was like a living thing, it no longer flowed outwards, but flowed upstream along the blood vessels. Where the black blood flowed, it left scars on the body of the witcher. A series of black lines.

Xu Yichen, who was also ignorant of this situation, recovered a lot of energy at this time. He was pulled back from the death line, and he even felt that the lines on the face of the usually fierce female warrior had softened a lot.

"I know the main ingredients of this recovery potion." The witcher said weakly.

"What did you say?" Vittoria looked at Xu Yichen whose lips moved slightly, and asked, putting her ear closer.

"This shit is really bad, it's made of bug blood!" The witcher exhausted all his strength to complete the sentence: "I don't want to drink this shit anymore!"

Hearing that Xu Yichen still had the strength to complain, the female warrior was finally relieved, sheaved a sigh of relief, and smiled: "Welcome back buddy!"

Li Yanlong and the others around him also breathed a sigh of relief. Several players from Moon Shadow Village and Alix saw this powerful potion for the first time. They stared at the empty bottle almost without eyes. Light up!

You know, in Moon Shadow Village, there are quite a few people who can be called masters of herbalism!

"Your weapon is broken. I don't know if you noticed it." The female warrior looked at the dagger on the ground with some regret. As the first person who felt the witcher's side, she vaguely heard that sigh.

PS: Thanks to the book friend @迷前人 for the reward, and thanks to the book friend @知白晓黑 for the reward