Witcher's Atelier

On a rainy afternoon, I always think of that day when the "Butcher of Novigrad" chopped all the way from the Glorious Gate to the Perfume Trail with a steel sword in hand.

The corpses piled up like a mountain and the blood flowed like a river along the way, but he just kept slashing with his sword, without blinking.

Excerpted from "The Origin of "Blood Avenue""

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From a distance, you can see that there is a riot near the Glorious Gate, and there are people crying and fleeing, and the closer Victor gets, the less he wants to get close.

Especially after several residents who ran towards him were frightened by his appearance at close range and collapsed to the ground, with feces and urine flowing.

"＄! ％＊／＃＞（＠︿［－＊＆＋）＊."

All the dirty words in the world cannot express the helplessness of the witcher at this moment. He even has the urge to turn around and run away.

If I don't catch this shapeshifter today and he runs away, I won't be able to step into this city again. If I stay, I will definitely be called a "ripper" or "beheader" and then be burned alive on a stake by the temple guards.

He reached into the herbal bag and took out a piece of cloth to cover his face. This kind of dress is not uncommon in Novigrad, where gangs are everywhere, but it can prevent Victor from being welcomed by the screams of newly-minted fans along the way.

His running footsteps stopped in front of the glorious gate. Victor took a deep breath and felt a sourness in his eyes that he couldn't bear to look directly. It was too miserable. The shapeshifter was completely crazy and really cut anyone he saw.

Thanks to the heavy rain, it made many people go home early. But even so, at a glance, there was still a sea of ​​blood and corpses. Obviously, as long as you enter his sword circle, he will cut you down with one sword.

Many people who shouldn't die and shouldn't die here died. It's not difficult to chase him. Just follow the corpses and blood.

The Beggar King's territory, "Glorious Alley", where he had lived in the past, and the streets he used to live on, were covered with bloodstains and wailing everywhere.

Exhaling a long breath and taking a step, the boy could clearly hear the emotional whispers on the roadside.

"That lunatic! Lord Babu has already chased him and will definitely chop him into pieces."

"Woo woo woo... Mom..."

"Dad! Please... please don't leave me!"

"Ah ah! My child!"

The masked boy ran past as if he hadn't heard anything.

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Following the cries and wails, Victor could faintly hear the clash of steel swords. From a distance, he saw the Van Helsing suit of the shapeshifter. He was blocked by Babu Tabard and six of his men in front of the perfume path.

When the boy ran closer, he found that in addition to the civilians, there were already four corpses lying around the battlefield. Judging from their clothes, they were all the Beggar King's men.

The shapeshifter's reincarnation eyes cycled back and forth, and a steel sword flew up and down. He actually suppressed the more numerous party with the power of a sword.

After watching the battle for a while, Victor found that the shapeshifter's swordsmanship had obviously improved, but his strength and reaction speed had not changed. He was still in the range of the potion he had drunk. He relied on his super swordsmanship to defeat the majority with a small number of people.

Babu roared: "Victor, are you crazy? You killed so many people. You can't get away."

Although the Zerekanians are also known for their cruelty, that is the cruelty to their fellow gangsters and those who provoke them. It is also beyond his bottom line to cut people on the street.

The shapeshifter did not answer, but just kept a happy smile, swinging the steel sword in his hand smoothly, turning around to pull out a little gap, and cut another beggar king's men from the throat to open his mouth and smile.

Without taking off the mask, Victor drew his sword and went forward to join the battle, blocking the shapeshifter's action of cutting the next person. Now taking off the mask will only increase the chaos, and it may even be beaten by the excited crowd.

Looking back at the time when the shapeshifter imitated Angoulene, although it received the girl's memory and simulated her thinking mode, it still had self-awareness. He knew very well who he was.

But now Victor felt that his self as a shapeshifter no longer existed, and only the desire for more killing and the ecstasy of completing the killing remained in his eyes.

The masked man who suddenly joined in had excellent swordsmanship and quick reaction. The saber warrior quickly waved his hand and asked the remaining five men to retreat, and joined hands with the passing swordsman to fight, barely maintaining the balance.

However, under the mask, Victor's expression became more and more solemn, because compared with not long ago, the shapeshifter's swordsmanship was a complete "qualitative" leap. Just now he was attacked from both sides by himself and Angoulan, leaving him with almost no room to fight back, but now he and Babu joined forces, but they couldn't do anything to him at all.

Babu was definitely a master who was superior to Angoulan. The alchemy potion at best allowed Victor and the shapeshifter to show physical qualities that were not inferior to those of the Zerecanians, but it would not improve their swordsmanship skills.

He was beaten up twice before and after, and he only went through the process of "testing the sword along the way".

In other words, his swordsmanship can grow rapidly by chopping people?

If he continues to kill, will a swordsman emerge? Victor decided to keep this question a mystery forever.

Logically speaking, there is no so-called killing to prove the truth in the demon hunting world, and the more people you kill, the stronger your swordsmanship will be. This is not necromancy, but his copy seems to have this tendency, and he is never satisfied. When he found that he could not kill Victor and Babu, he made way and ran.

Victor was sure that he did not want to escape, but just wanted to kill more. He was running towards the Hierophant Square.

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The rain kept falling, and the soaked leather armor hindered running. From the Glorious Alley to the Hierophant Square, you need to pass the fish market first. Fortunately, it should not be too crowded in the heavy rain.

Then the young man saw from a distance that the eunuch Habin was holding an umbrella in the rain, blocking the road alone. The crowd in the fish market was dispersed. It was obvious that Sigiluven had obtained the information and made preparations in advance.

The fish market is adjacent to Silverton District to the west, the territory of Cleaver the Butcher, so Umutai stands to the northwest, and although it is some distance away from the Biz District of Hawthorne to the east, Boslair stands to the northeast.

The indiscriminate killing of people caused public outrage. The four giants unanimously sent out their most elite warriors to kill him here. If the main force of the Temple Guards was not stationed on Temple Island, they would have arrived by now.

The mimic rushed straight to the north, aiming for the eunuch who seemed to be the easiest to deal with. Habin's fat and white smile remained unchanged. He clapped his hands and when they separated, he pulled out a fireball as big as a casserole and smashed it at the opponent at a distance that could not be missed.

Victor knew that the current shapeshifter was himself to a certain extent. What he could do, he should theoretically be able to do.

So the boy paid special attention to this moment. He would die from this fireball, or show himself how to fight the mage with a sword.

At the moment when the fireball bombarded him, he turned almost 90 degrees, turned twice in succession, and bypassed the fireball. Then he swept the air with his sword, splitting the eunuch Habin in half from bottom to top and in the middle.

This scene made Victor's hair stand on end. Asking himself, the young man knew that he could not achieve that kind of dangerous confidence and determination. At least not yet.

Then, like breaking glass, Habin's pieces cracked, and the one who was chopped was the glass mirror body. The eunuch reappeared on the side of the shape-shifter and issued a second "magic restraint", but he dodged it again.

Umutai and Bosler came closer, using their swords on the left and right at the same time to block all forward directions and block it from the fish market.

Just for a moment, Victor took out the bomb from the herbal bag and shouted: "Hold your breath!"

Then the "trembling moon dust" flew across the sky and exploded on the murderer's head, scattering silver shavings.

While waiting just now, the three people in the north could see the masked boy chasing Babu side by side, so when they heard his reminder, they were all mature people. They not only held their breath, but also kept the enemy in danger.

So Umutai threw his throwing axe, and Bosler threw his throwing knife, all trying to limit the movement of the shapeshifter. Habin also cast a spell to hit the empty space, and then shattered the mirror image again to avoid the trembling Moon Dust.

It exploded with a bang, and the silver powder was scattered all over the place. The parts of the body that the shape-shifter came into contact with made a purring sound and began to fade and melt.

The others didn't realize what happened for a while, only Victor knew it clearly. The cancellation of the mimicry caused him to return to his true form, losing the physical qualities copied from himself, his superb swordsmanship and his alchemical effects.

Silver powder will not harm the shapeshifter because he is a humanoid creature, but all parts that touch the silver will cancel the mimicry. This is an unavoidable weakness of their tribe. Without this flaw, it would be impossible for humans to distinguish them.

Wearing a mask and bathing in silver powder, Victor walked up to the shapeshifter, losing his mimetic appearance and becoming like a dummy mixed with flour and mud.

His irises, which should have been yellow under normal circumstances, are now blood red filled with madness and murderous intent. He is crazy and hopeless, and there is only one way to save him.

Turning forward and slashing sideways, Victor cut off the shapeshifter's head with one sword.

The headless body shook, then fell to its knees and fell to the ground.

Eye exchanges between Umutai, Bosler, eunuch Habin and Babu. Tabard, the four of them stood at the four corners in tacit agreement, surrounding Victor in the center. They had all heard the boy's voice and seen the similar figure, and they could guess who was surrounding them now.

With a long sigh, Victor took off his mask, revealing the face that they were both about to kill a moment ago.

Pointing to the mud-like existence on the ground, the young man explained softly: "A shapeshifter, a crazy shapeshifter, is rare, but it still exists."

The expressions of the four people changed and they were silent.

The sound of neat footsteps surrounded them, and it was the temple guards who arrived.

The leader is the guard chief Shapel, and slightly behind is Caleb. Manji.

When he approached, the four people who were guarding Victor bowed to Chapelle in unison, and then quietly walked backwards and left here.

The captain of the guard lowered his head and looked at the body of the shapeshifter on the ground without saying a word. His face was sickly pale and flushed. After a while, he shook his head and turned away.

Caleb. Manji approached the witcher, "Mr. Victor, please come with me. There is a comfortable place nearby with black tea and buns. It is suitable for sitting down and having a good chat. We have many questions to ask you." "

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