Witcher's Atelier

There is water on the floor of the Dream Cave, and an underground lake is even formed in the deeper places. Several water ghosts jump out of the lake from time to time. They roar and pounce with their scaly dorsal fins, and are then easily eliminated by four warriors with excellent martial arts skills.

In addition, there is a terrifying existence in the environment, the "Swamp Witch". It feels quite fresh to fight against her. Victor has never seen this kind of monster in the past, and he doesn't know who among the people present provided the image blueprint.

She is nearly six feet tall, her body is covered with wrinkles and warts, her skin is pinkish green, she smells of mud and fish, she has bony protrusions on her back, her hair is like a tangled weed, she has long and sharp claws, and Will grab mud balls and throw them into everyone's eyes.

But that's it. Victor's reaction speed is now as fast as drinking several bottles of Blizzard, and the slashing force is as strong as drinking a whole tank of thunder. He steps sideways and spins to avoid the monster's claws, and raises his sword to lift He removed her arms cleanly, then with a powerful wave, performed a caesarean section on her swollen belly.

Now it's like being in the matrix in the movie "The Matrix", and Victor is the savior Neo. There are no secrets in the seemingly real and fake illusions in front of him. He is almost omnipotent. As long as he wants, he can even create Iron Man suit.

The young man's fighting prowess in easily cutting down the swamp witch shocked the companions of the Drummond family, but after thinking about it, they thought it was not surprising. After all, the dragonborn should be so powerful!

Victor smiled and did not explain, allowing them to misunderstand.

After going around twists and turns, they lowered their heads and passed through a certain cave, and suddenly ran into a spacious and bright banquet. There were people coming and going, and the environment was the banquet hall of the Turxiqu family, which was very familiar to the young man.

Victor raised his eyebrows and looked towards the throne. King Bran was sitting there, looking mighty and majestic, but he seemed much younger than he remembered.

Besides, except for the king, the boy didn't see anyone he knew in this banquet hall. Neither Svenridge nor Bilna were here.

Jerov opened his eyes wide and looked at the person on the throne, "That...that's King Bran when he was young! Impossible!"

King Bran stood up from the throne and waved to the four of them, "It seems that you are all a little exhausted. Come and sit down. Boys, drink some mead and tell me your adventure stories."

His attitude is sincere and his appearance is lifelike.

Alan Lugo took a step forward, "Thank you, my king, we..."

"Old man, I won't drink with you, and I won't call you king. Get off that throne before you get too old to walk!"

The loud voice behind him drowned out Lugo's speech. Alan turned his head to look at Wu Fu in surprise. He shook his head innocently. He didn't speak but the voice kept coming from him, making his face full of panic.

Then King Bran's voice was thunderous, echoing in the banquet hall: "Big Mouth Wufu, you insulted me again. The first time I asked you to punish yourself to prevent you from losing face, but this time... I will let you Die miserably like a slave, and let the eels eat you to death!"

As King Bran finished his sentence, the people at the banquet drew their weapons at the same time and rushed to attack them from all directions, but King Bran on the throne disappeared without a trace.

At this point, Victor understands the situation. This is Wufu's nightmare, his deepest fear, he is afraid that he will offend King Bran again.

Drawing swords to defend themselves, these elite members of the Turxiqu family may have extraordinary martial arts, but they are meaningless in the face of absolute power.

After waving Prometheus continuously and slicing the throats of several guards, the young man deliberately lowered his strength and speed, returned to normal levels, and tried to fight with the phantom.

Because he found this to be a good training opportunity. After all, in a real environment, he had never fought a human without killing the opponent.

Currently in a fantasy world, he can gain valuable practical experience here, such as how to deal with shield-wielding opponents or contend with heavy weapons.

But even if the boy tried his best to release the water, the fight could not last long. When the last phantom in the banquet hall was knocked down, the entire building began to shake and collapse, just like the background of a movie collapsed, and a new passage opened.

The four of them looked at each other. The process of fighting together was the easiest way to cultivate friendship, especially the three members of the Drummond family who had been in danger to some extent just now, but were saved by Duvacin in time, so they now looked at Long. Yi's eyes were full of gratitude and trust.

The young man smiled and said: "It seems that this is Wu Fu's nightmare, let's go! Let's see the next challenge."

The original dominance of Alan Lugo was unknowingly transferred after the battle and became led by Victor. However, the Skellige people naturally accepted it. It is their tradition to respect the strong.

The four-person team continued to move forward, passing through the wonderful scenery of flying fish and swimming corals, and soon came to a rocky coast with a crashed long boat next to it.

There are more than a dozen mermaids, or female sirens, sitting on the rocks, with their wings folded and combing their hair, shamelessly looking at a few strong men with their beautiful eyes and even more beautiful elders, smiling.

Stopping fifteen feet away, which is five yards away, Victor took a deep breath and felt that little Victor was also standing up to pay tribute to his elders. This scene seemed to be a dream rather than a nightmare! ?

Just as he was hesitating whether to draw his sword and start fighting directly, the young man heard Jeroff muttering beside him, "Oh no, I...I recognize that long boat."

Then the hoarse and seductive voice of the mermaid floated in the air, "Of course hes... of course you recognize him hes..., that is your father's ship, the ship that you smashed to pieces..., it was smashed beyond recognition in our singing hes."

Jerov raised his axe and roared: "Shit! I will kill you, and kill all of you mermaids!"

The mermaid sang in a low voice: "Come on if you want to chop him hes, but no matter what, you can't bring him back to life."

Another mermaid raised her voice: "You... you, you killed him, and killed your own father."

Her clear eyes flashed with cruelty and ruthlessness.

The moment Jerov raised his axe and rushed forward, more than a dozen mermaids suddenly spread their wings and flew into the air, ready to pounce.

Victor grabbed the reckless warrior in time, and Victor burst out with strength and dragged him behind him.

Facing the mermaids flying all over the sky and making shrill screams, he took a deep breath fearlessly without the help of potions.

"Vos-Lo-Da!!!"

The dragon roar that once spread in the Road of the Brave, shook the fist of anger, and shocked Kelmure, was a superpower through imagination. This time it was undoubtedly the ultimate power of the complete form.

It was truly earth-shaking!

After a while, the three members of the Drummond family trembled and stood up from the ground, holding weapons and following the footsteps of the Dragonborn, and chopped the stunned mermaids one by one.

Then, just like the Turshiqu Hall just now, the stranded longship broke apart and the scene collapsed.

Seeing that Jerlov was still dejected, Wufu stretched out his big hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Alan Lugo also spoke calmly: "Don't be affected, it's not your fault, it's just an accident, we all know that the trial has cleared you."

Jerlov nodded and thanked his partner for his support.

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The crowd continued to move forward, and after killing more than ten water ghosts and two swamp witches, Alan couldn't help but tease, "Wick, this can't be your nightmare, right? Otherwise, why do these ugly monsters keep appearing?"

Victor: "No, this level is not stressful at all in my heart."

Jerov laughed, and Wufu also smiled honestly.

Then they walked to a wilderness, with shade everywhere. There was a huge tree on the right. Looking up along the trunk, there was a whole sky covered with dark clouds.

"It's strange, there are no monsters, and it's very quiet." The young man said softly.

Alan knocked his chest with his fist: "I know, this must be my dream, and I am fearless."

As soon as the voice fell, a lightning bolt struck, splitting the beech tree on the right and igniting the sky fire.

A low and majestic voice echoed, "Are you really not afraid of anything? Don't forget, it was just a lightning bolt that hit the tree and made you pee your pants!"

However, when Victor saw the person who appeared in front of him, who should be Alan's fear incarnation, he almost laughed out loud.

It seems that Alan has complicated feelings towards his father. His father must be a big shadow in his heart. Yes, the one who appeared in front of everyone was the madman Lugo, and his whole body was spewing flames, just like the character Ghost Rider in Marvel. Even the weapon on his back was burning with flames.

Alan spread his hands and bravely faced the flame Lugo and said, "I was only three years old at the time, and I have proved my courage hundreds of times since then!"

The horror illusion waved his arms, "You peed your pants and were seen by the whole village. You know you are the son of the lord! You are a shameful and shameful thing. I should have exiled you long ago."

"You are just an illusion, not real."

"I am the incarnation of your father. I am the person you fear the most, because you know you can't be as great as him, and you will disappoint him."

Alan shook his head and denied it, "No! I am much greater than him on the battlefield. He is no longer my opponent!"

"Don't just talk, come on!" Flame Lugo pulled out the weapon behind him-a two-handed hammer.

Victor, Wufu and Jerlov naturally stepped back two steps to make room for them to fight. This was a matter between father and son. If other people got involved, Lugo would definitely not be happy.

...

Not long after, everyone was on the road to continue moving forward.

"Ha, did you all see it just now? When my sword cut into his body, the unbelievable expression on his face!" Alan proudly showed off his martial arts, and in Victor's view, it was a clear proof that he had overcome his fear.

"Will you tell your father when you go back, what did you see?"

"Of course, I want him to know that I am not afraid of him, I will surpass him, and I am ready to lead the Drummond family forward in the future!"

Victor nodded to show his understanding.

"Now the only thing left is the fear of 'Duwakin', which is really exciting!" Alan put his hands on his waist with full confidence.

However, compared with the ease of the Drummond trio, Victor's expression became more and more serious. People often don't know what they are really afraid of until they encounter that moment!

As he progressed through the Dream Cave and encountered challenges, he remembered the fear he encountered in his previous life as Geralt during this trial - the King of the Wild Hunt.

The problem was that he had the memory of a player and was not afraid of the King of the Wild Hunt at all. Who was he? He was so weak... at least in the game!

Just as they were immersed in their thoughts, suddenly the mountains and rivers suddenly hung upside down. The four of them lost their feet and fell down from a distance of several hundred meters. The crisis came too suddenly. If they really fell to the ground, they thought they would fall. Bolognese and they will literally die.

Without hesitation, Victor activated his mental power, imagining that the ground became soft and had a buffering effect, and then hit with a "thump", and all three Drummonds fell unconscious.

Victor, who was left unharmed, stared at the back of the person sitting on the throne and sighed, "I knew it was you."

"I'm coming!" the boy shouted.

The man stood up proudly and said, "You're here!"

"We finally meet!"

"Yes, we meet again!"

"I thought you were crazy and thoughtless."

"Of course not. That guy doesn't have the mental power to suppress me at all, so he will naturally fall into madness."

What he saw in front of him made Victor speechless. He was wearing a Van Helsing suit, carrying two swords on his back, his long hair was slicked back, and his eyes were the Nine Magatama Sharingan.

The surrounding environment is a matching space-time turbulence, with countless rocks floating in the air, and the sound effects of thunder and lightning. It is exactly the posture of the big devil when he finally appears in the game. This scene is so cool that he has no friends. The Return of the King is a mess.

"To be honest, you are so childish and messy that you spent all your energy to create this scene."

"You have to be considerate. Technically speaking, I'm not even two years old."

Without hesitation, Victor's steel sword was unsheathed, and the man opposite him made the same move, turning forward and slashing sideways, decapitating the target!

"Clang!" Swords collided with each other! Force against force!

Igni, both of them breathed out flames at the same time; Quen opened his seal to resist; Arden, controlled the opponent's speed; Yakxi, tried to stun the opponent to no avail; finally, Alder, knocked each other away.

There is no winner or loser in the operation of the five seals.

Bombs are flying in the palm of your hand. Honeycomb, Dancing Star, and Moon Dust are just the basics. Even the anti-magic metal bomb that Victor has not yet made, or the gas bomb "Devil Dust" can be thrown out easily.

Bombs and swords, seals and swords, bombs and seals were intertwined in smooth operation, and the poisoning reactions caused by various potions kept appearing on the faces of the two people, which was the secret medicine of the witcher.

Finally, after another fierce collision, they separated.

The man opposite was still panting, but after taking a deep breath, the toxic reaction naturally disappeared, and the same was true for Victor.

After confronting each other for a moment, the young man took off his leather armor with his hands, revealing his shirtless upper body with dragon patterns all over his back. The man opposite then pulled off the Van Helsing suit, which was undoubtedly also full of dragon patterns.

Since there is no way to tell the winner with the witcher's methods, let's use the Skellige style and fight hand to hand!

The two dragons roared, and their eyes met. As they rushed towards each other, they shouted: "Dragon! One is enough!"

“Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola…”

"Wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big..."

The strong are destined to die, and the dragon fights in the wild.

"Look at my move to move the mountains and rivers!"

"Tian Zanjiao with a hundred years of skill!"

Palms and feet collide.

"Rasengan!"

"Vitality bomb!"

The energy clashed.

"The innate Qiankun Kung is shocking for hundreds of miles!"

"The magnetic field turns a million sea tiger blasting punches!"

A discussion of ancient and modern martial arts.

"A thousand strikes in a flash! Destroy Goho Shenglong!"

"Ura 180-style Orochimagi!"

Kombat and boxing champion are inseparable.

"Must kill! Straight punch seriously!"

"Third gear! Shoot randomly with the rubber elephant gun!"

After one punch met with countless punches.

"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World Honored Ksitigarbha!"

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe borrows the law!"

Bump! There was thunder and thunder, ending this round of fighting and they were separated. Their bodies were covered with scars, and there was almost no good flesh on their bodies. It could be said that they were extremely miserable.

But the next second.

"The magnetic field rotates and the cells reorganize!"

"Crazy diamond, instant repair!"

The two men recovered after shouting. Instead of rushing towards each other immediately, they began to concentrate on meditation and prepared to use their strongest skills, "The move I didn't want to use!"

The rain is about to come, the wind is trembling, and it finally starts with Victor's passionate shouting.

"You remember, the wishes of those who will fall, and the hopes of those who will follow. The two emotions are woven into a double spiral to find a way to tomorrow.

This is... Tianyuan Breakthrough, this is... Red Lotus Lagann! My drill bit... is a drill bit that breaks through the sky! ! ! "

All kinds of air currents gathered in his palm and turned into an electric drill. The momentum seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

Facing such an attack, the man on the other side was not afraid: "Witness my martial arts! Style! The Undefeated East! The style of the king! Brand new moves! The east is stained red with blood! Ishiba──LOVELOVE── Tian Jing Fist!"

Extraordinary and holy!

In front of the fist, the most beautiful feelings in the world seem to be condensed!

When Guren Lagann's huge drill bit collided with the shocking super love, this time the two of them collided with each other, and the terrifying power that exploded was far greater than the sum of all the previous ones.

The sky is falling apart!

Finally, the aftermath of the brilliant mystery subsided, and the battle ended.

Everything in the forest was turned into ashes, and the blade was like fire. The residual fire sword in Victor's hand penetrated deeply into the opponent's heart and nailed him to the ground, but the expression on the young man's face was not happy at all.

"You must be very unhappy now, right?" The voice came from behind Victor, "Are you thinking, when did you start to have the illusion that I didn't use Mirror Flowers and Water Moon?"

The secret of the hallucination-type Zanpakutō "Kyouka Suigetsu", once it hits, it will cause a deep hallucination, which is almost impossible to decipher.

Putting aside the residual fire, Victor let out a sigh and sat down directly on the edge of the cliff. The other party also put down his weapon, and Shi Shiran walked to sit next to Victor.

The two of them sat side by side under the newly grown century-old oak tree, admiring the sudden sunset. The so-called fighting friendship must have been born like this...

"What's your name?" Victor asked.

"You didn't pick it up for me a long time ago, why did you come to ask me?"

After a moment of silence, the boy finally spoke: "Corleone?"

"Ding dong, the correct answer is, hello Victor, I'm Corleone."

"So you began to influence me from the time when we formed the Hanseatic state with Angouleme in Vergen?"

He shook his head, "No! At that time, you were instinctively aware of my existence and named me according to the symbol of sin in your heart.

The real subtle influence, in retrospect, should be the afternoon when I first arrived in this world and read a book, and asked Vesemir to teach me swordsmanship. "

"Why did you show up before you came to this world?"

"In the first life, the place where we live has a complete set of criminal laws. In the second life, the place where we live does not need criminal laws. In the third life, the criminal laws here are just decorations." As he spoke, the corners of Corleone's mouth turned up and he smiled. Pure pleasure.

"So, what do you want to do?"

"You obviously know that, don't you? Why pretend that you don't know me? We are obviously of the same mind! No one can suppress their own nature, just like no one can stop fingernails from growing longer!

I, Corleone, have a dream—to exterminate humanity with my own hands. "

With a long sigh, Victor pinched the bridge of his nose, "This dream is really bad...even worse than I originally imagined."

"What did you think I wanted to do?"

"I thought you wanted to replace me."

Corleone touched his chin, "If you kill people in Vergen, that's what will happen.

Think about it, I have been suppressed for so many years and have been tortured by desires all the time, but you have always lived happily and lacked exercise. As soon as our spirits merge, you are likely to lose yourself immediately.

Just like that silly shapeshifter, he must have killed someone before, so the moment he copied it, he was so happy that he went crazy. "

"But you look normal now?"

"Because your spirit has become stronger, we are of one mind and will naturally influence each other. Just like now, I also think that there is really no beauty in the original crazy killing. You should be careful to kill."

After hearing the meaning clearly, the young man stared at the sunset, and he also stared at the sunset. After taking a few breaths, a consensus was reached silently.

"Then how do I coordinate my relationship with you next?" Victor's voice was helpless.

Corleone smiled and hooked his right hand over the boy, resting his head on his shoulder, "No need to make any special changes, just let it be! Anyway, I usually don't appear on the surface.

Listen brother! You are willing to admit me, which really makes me happy. If you insist on denying me, we will have to embark on the road of schizophrenia, and everyone will be very painful.

If I really want to say it, I’m begging you, our first time must be to find someone who is extremely vicious and full of sins. If he doesn’t kill someone, it won’t be enough to anger the people.

The first time is very important. If you don’t want our integration to be half-baked and you don’t want to be more sophisticated in the future, please be sure to choose your first partner carefully.

Find a big bad guy, a bad guy who must be killed according to your inner moral law, and get rid of him, so that our souls can be completely united without any resistance. "

After listening to his words, Victor fell into deep thought, but Corleone obviously did not intend to stop there.

"Ah! This sunset is so beautiful, brother, do you think I can sing a song to you now? This song is called The Rest of My Life."

Victor covered his forehead. He could suddenly understand Angouleme's tangled mood every time he suddenly changed the topic and promoted Belltown's sense of humor. This bastard Corleone is indeed me.

And just like that, he was already humming and singing.

"For the rest of my life, I will be the one who kills people.

It’s me who stabs people, and it’s me who blows them up.

It's you who takes a bath, it's you who longs for your thighs

You are the one who falls in love."

Quite speechless about this adaptation, the young man asked in a low voice: "Since you didn't have to show up in the past, then you──"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party.

"─I refuse. Now that I'm awake, I can't go back. Besides, you don't even want to listen to your own voice. Do you still want to hear the 'voice of all things'?"

Victor was stunned and speechless. The connotation of Corleone's words was indeed rich.

Then the young man saw the other person getting up and smiled to himself, "I'm about to wake up from my dream, it's time for us to say goodbye.

The next time we meet, it should be the time when we say goodbye forever, or be together forever...

Victor... my brother, goodbye. "

Like a dream, Corleone evaporated.

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