The Game of Demon Hunter

At night, Xu Yichen was preparing to enter the [Meditation] state again. Under the leadership of Ranger, they were less than four hours away from the elves' camp.

"The meditative rituals of the demon hunters have always been something that the outside world wanted." Effilar stirred the bonfire, and said to Xu Yichen: "There have been many studies on your extremely simple meditation method in the New World."

"Are they interested in meditation medicine?" Xu Yichen took out the precious medicine that the teacher gave him. Except for the first time he entered the meditation state, he never used it again.

"That's right, Kaer Morhen's technology in alchemy potions has amazed the mages. You can always get some unexpected products when synthesizing poisons." The silver-haired witch spread her hands: "Trying to reverse analyze meditation The research on the ingredients of pharmaceuticals has finally resulted in more toxic products."

"I hope mages are as good at purifying toxins as we are." The witcher took a deep breath and entered the [meditation] state.

Xu Yichen, who had just fought against the spirit body, hoped to get more training and news during the [meditation] process. He didn't want to face this kind of enemy again and still be helpless.

But this night he didn't get what he wanted. In the state of [Meditation], Xu Yichen relived the last battle with the Khorne champion warrior.

In the dream, Xu Yichen lost the talent bonuses of [Pure Fire] and [Iron and Blood, Slaughter], just like a fledgling ordinary witcher apprentice.

He could only use the sword in his hand and his inexperienced spell skills to perform a dance of blades with the champion of Khorne.

Fortunately, in the dream, Xu Yichen was still accompanied by [Gnar's Flaming Great Sword]. Whenever the long sword cut across the air, leaving gorgeous flame ripples, he could feel his old friend saying goodbye to him .

This night, amidst the laughter of the Khorne champion, the demon hunter was cut into pieces, cut off in the middle, decapitated with a knife, and smashed into a pulp.

When Xu Yichen felt the warmth of the sun shining on his skin again, he felt that his muscles and bones were protesting.

Of course, this is all a mental effect, one of the sequelae left after being killed countless times by the enemy in the dream, accompanied by mental fatigue.

"After a whole night of [meditation], you revisited the powerful enemies you encountered before. Although it took you a lot of energy, it is not meaningless. Victory is always reserved for experienced people."

"In the [Meditation] state, you do not gain experience points, but your weapon proficiency [two-handed epee] has been improved by 15 points."

"Your weapon proficiency [two-handed epee] has been raised to: proficiency [1550/2000]."

"You still have unassigned professional skills. I wish you a happy mood to face everything you will encounter in the new day."

A series of reminders, as if this was just a normal day, only the fog in the forest became thicker and thicker as the three of them went deeper, and the visibility became worse and worse.

"I didn't know that the inner ring of the Black Forest had deteriorated to such a state!" Ranger Alix looked at the surrounding white mist that had almost condensed into substance, feeling the coolness, and said in surprise.

"Inner ring?" Xu Yichen used his dagger to leave a mark on the tree trunk beside him. Even if there is a ranger leading the way, the witcher is not willing to take risks. If he gets lost in this dense fog, the possibility of death is very high. .

As a warrior, he is not afraid of an invincible enemy, and if he cannot win by a deadly fight, he would better fight to the death.

But in a situation like this, he ran out of ammunition and food because he got lost, and finally died without honor in a daze. Xu Yichen refused this method of death.

From a mark of ten meters to a mark of five meters, as the concentration of fog increased, the frequency of engraving marks became higher and higher.

The ranger grabbed a piece of grass from the ground, tasted it in his mouth, and explained: "This is what my teacher told me. It is said that the druids who lived in seclusion in the forest were the first to divide the black forest. into two parts, the inner ring and the outer ring."

"Druids? I've never seen druids. They are more mysterious than mages." The silver-haired witch's long hair became a little wet in the mist.

"My teacher said that they left the flames of civilization a long time ago, in order to get closer to nature." The ranger explained, and then jumped over a stream: "The druids use the Arnhem River as the dividing line, east of the river, It is the outer ring, for the sake of human development, it should not be interfered with."

"To the west of the Arnhem River, the Far South Continent needs to be preserved for Mother Nature, so that those animals and other races can live. This is the inner ring." The ranger feels that he is getting colder and colder. This is not a good thing. In the forest The temperature has already exceeded that dangerous line, and many creatures and plants will lose their lives because of this sudden drop in temperature.

"Who gave them the right to divide what belongs to humans and what belongs to other things?" The witcher felt that his first impression of the druid was not very good.

As a player from an industrial society, he scoffed at the theory of this environmental protectionist.

Even if there is no chaos as an external threat, races that do not absorb a large amount of resources to improve themselves will eventually be eliminated by nature.

The elves in this world are an example. The race that used to stand in the dominant position has now become accustomed to living a peaceful life.

Before the ranger could answer, an old, somewhat dry voice suddenly appeared not far from the ranger: "Yes... Mother Nature gave us this right, we don't care, other people's opinions, we Only responsible for maintaining the balance of nature."

The ranger Alix was so frightened that he jumped back from the other side of the stream, and with a pounce, he got into the nearby bushes and disappeared.

But just like every time Alix's camouflage was found out by cheating, this time the bushes he jumped on did not disappoint him as always.

The bush seemed to be activated suddenly, every branch and fork moved, pushing the Ranger out abruptly.

"I am the Son of Nature. I have no malice. I am invited by the elves to help." A middle-aged man in a worn gray robe with a wrinkled face and a beard and hair came out from the other side of the stream.

The man who claimed to be the Son of Nature had a dull expression on his face. It seemed that he hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time. He seemed a little urgent when he spoke, and repeated: "No malice, we, the people who are traveling together."

Ranger Alix threw his camouflage suit on the ground angrily.

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