Whispering Verse

Chapter 2883 Bill Schneider has no way out

Shad turned and punched through the black fog. The doctor's body in the fog dispersed, and the black fog finally surged and gathered in front of the hut. In the growing black fog, the doctor, who was covered with insect shells and purulent armor, was more than five meters tall and had red eyes. He silently reappeared.

The black flame attached to his right arm and burned. The fist with black light smashed forward, but stopped with a bang before landing.

Under the moonlight, Shad, who was also a giant of five meters in height, held the doctor's right fist tightly with his left hand. The black light and the moonlight collided at the intersection of their hands. Because they exerted force at the same time, their feet were all stuck in the mud.

The doctor's huge power from the devil was a bit too much for Shad to bear even if he activated the [Power of the Red Dragon]. Seeing that his power could not suppress Shad, the hideous giant Bill Schneider opened his mouth, and the black flames from the fire demon Dizast sprayed directly at Shad's head.

"Moonfire!"

Giant Shad also opened his mouth. Although he had never done this before, he succeeded in spraying pure silver flames because he had repeatedly breathed out dragons in the form of a dragon.

The black flames and the secret fire intersected, and the bright silver flames suppressed the black flames step by step.

The moonfire approached, and finally made the giant doctor start to retreat in the wrestling. Before the moonfire sprayed on his face, he took the initiative to turn his body into a black liquid to escape, but the two black chains shot out from Shad's left sleeve went directly into the depths of those liquids.

"Magic-Spiritual Spring Enlightenment."

The right hand grabbed a ball of water from the air, and then the huge fist smashed into the black in front of him.

Dr. Schneider was directly knocked out of the darkness by the punch. He flew backwards and hit the wall of the cabin. He fell to the ground and rolled twice before he covered his chest and groaned:

"This is really strong. Cough, cough, cough, cough."

The right hand stretched out to him from the front, and the doctor took Shade's hand and stood up.

"How do you feel now?"

"I feel much better now. The magic you used at the end is really powerful. My head was originally muddled, but you hit me and I was immediately awake."

At this time, all the traces of the doctor that did not belong to a normal human disappeared, and the restless elements and spirits returned to calmness.

Shade bent down and picked up the [Night Watchman] that he had just dropped, and used the long sword to confirm that the doctor's condition was fine, and then he helped him back to the cabin.

This cabin is where the doctor has lived for this week. The warm decoration also shows that he is definitely not in a state of losing his mind.

After the doctor finished healing him and poured him a cup of tea, he started talking about his own affairs:

"I admit that obtaining the third core spirit rune was more difficult than I expected."

He took the initiative to show Xia De his life ring. The core of the nine-ring life ring was still [Light of the Soul] and [Dream], but the color of the brass life ring was obviously a little darker.

"It's not that the attempt was ineffective, but every time I tried to go further, my mental state would be seriously affected by the power, and then become what it was just now. If you don't come, I will have to wait until dawn to wake up."

Shad's perception is very strong, and he saw the problem at a glance:

"It seems that the introduction of the power of the devil to the life ring has been successful, but the problem is that you can't control these powers."

The doctor holding the teacup turned his back to the fire behind him, and the middle-aged man's face was full of vicissitudes at this time:

"Yes, the power of the devil has become a part of me. Of course, there is no problem introducing them, but the problem is control.

If I am given a year or two to slowly adjust, it is not impossible to succeed. But even if it succeeds, I will lose control sooner or later as long as I absorb more power from the devil."

He waved his hand, and a stack of parchment flew from the hammock in the corner of the house. Shad helped to clear everything on the table and asked the doctor to unfold the parchment.

The details of the ritual the doctor tried to use were painted on it. Although Shade didn't quite understand it, he understood the general meaning of the doctor's explanation:

"So you are trying to use a suitable force to hedge and curb the uncontrolled power of the devil, right?"

"Yes, after all, judging from the current world situation, I don't have a year or two to make an attempt that will lead to a dead end even if it succeeds."

The doctor pointed to the largest piece of parchment covering the table, which showed a person with open arms and thirteen rings surrounding the person:

"You gave me inspiration. The best method I can think of at the moment is It is to use the power of the witcher. If there are thirteen [Demon Seals], I will try to fuse them into my body during the ceremony. "

"Well, the [Truth Society] also has the technology to fuse relics."

The doctor shook his head:

"I don't know the technology of the Truth Society. This is an idea I came up with by combining the knowledge of demons and your "Malbas Demon Book". These thirteen [Demon Seals] will become limiters later. When I need to use demon power, I can peel them off one by one. The more I peel off, the closer I will be to the complete state. "

This sounds feasible:

"But the question is, where can we find so many [Demon Seals]?"

Shade asked, he had only obtained three in the Sixth Era. Even if you include the ones you met by chance in the fifth era, there are not enough thirteen rings at all. Even little Mia couldn't get enough thirteen rings:

"Even if we include the ring of the witcher in the deserted village in the forest, we are still ten short of it. Besides, I don't agree with the method of fusing relics. It was originally a tightrope walk, but now it has become a tightrope walk while throwing steam bombs."

The doctor nodded dejectedly:

"That's why I said, I thought it was too simple at the beginning."

"You can wait until next Wednesday. I may be able to find a way to get the third spiritual rune safely."

This refers to the reward for this time adventure, but Shade is very suspicious that the method given by the tree father is only suitable for him to use, and is not applicable to everyone, so he did not tell anyone at first.

The doctor shook his head:

"I bet your method will definitely not work on me. My situation is different from that of ordinary ring warlocks. From the day I came into contact with the power of demons, I was destined to only walk on my own single-plank bridge.

I have no hope of finding thirteen [Demon Hunting Seals]. Detective, prepare yourself. After I adjust my condition for a few days, you can assist me in the ritual. Without a seal, don’t you still have a [Night Watchman]? Although this relic is too strong for me to fuse, I can use other methods.

As long as I lose control during the ritual, you will stab me with [Night Watch]. In this way, even if there are not enough [Demon Hunting Seal], at least the ritual can be completed reluctantly. "

"But what happens after that?"

Shade also rejected this approach:

"You barely completed the ritual, can you continue to absorb the power of demons in the future? Or should you report to No. 6 of Saint Teresa Square on time every day and let me chop you with a sword? If you can't control your power, your goal will be Are you going to give up? Or do you think you’ll be lucky enough to never have any problems?”

"Don't ask so sharply, I understand, I understand everything."

The doctor sighed deeply, and then neither of them spoke. Only the flames of the fireplace swayed gently, making their shadows appear elusive on the wall.

After at least five minutes, the doctor suddenly asked:

"Detective, you just said that the hunter who died in Gregory Village a hundred years ago also left a ring? Then did he mention the traces of other witchers? We may be able to find more seals through them."

Shade shook his head regretfully, and then remembered that the hunter left more than just a ring:

"After getting rid of the ghost of resentment in the deserted village, the nun didn't find much. After all, it was more than a hundred years ago. The devil's flame probably burned a lot of ordinary textual materials. But except for the ring, it was indeed There is also a book and a stone that warns us of a greater evil in the woods.

Speaking of which, I would like to ask you about that book. It is a relic, but even Miss Daniste does not know about this thing - "The Witcher's Notes". I judge that its danger level is very high. Doctor, do you know this? "

Then he saw the doctor who was very depressed just stood up in surprise:

"That hunter left this behind? Of course I know!"

He even raised his voice out of surprise, and sat down again after seeing Shade's signal:

"The hunters of the Third Age did not grow out of the wilderness on their own. Although the civilization of that era was barren and disorderly, they were also cultivated very systematically.

Although there was a typical master-disciple inheritance system at that time, more hunters gained the strength of the system through unified training. In order to fight against the evil spirits that are enemies of all intelligent life, the master witchers spontaneously gathered together to form different factions, which people at that time called "society" or "school". "

"Both words are familiar."

Shade raised his eyebrows, and the doctor confirmed his suspicion:

“Although witchers have long since withdrawn from the world stage, there are still many traces of their existence.

The 'Blood Spirit School' is most likely the legacy of a certain school of demon hunters who are good at using the power of blood and pursuing ancient bloodlines, but I suspect that their heritage has been corrupted by demons, otherwise they would not be looking for the 'golden bloodline';

It is said that the origin of Zalas Literary Academy is also related to hunters. According to records, Zalas Literary Academy originated from the ‘Zalas Academy’, which is a very typical naming method for hunter organizations. "

"So that notebook is actually"