The Divine Hunter Chapter 22: Enter the Strongest

"War is not a child's play. If you risk your life just to find someone, it will be more than worth the loss." Vesemir bluntly expressed his opposition, "Although I also miss Grandmaster Aiga, it is not worth risking the huge amount of money." life is in danger."

"That's right," Eskar agreed. "The war between Cintra and Nilfgaard has nothing to do with the demon hunters. The most we can do is help bring back Ciri... If we forcibly get involved in the war, it would violate the principle of neutrality. I have to say this is a bad start."

"Our most important task and goal at the moment is to stay at home and help Monty's four children pass the Trial of Green Grass. Increase the number of witchers."

Most of the demon hunters in the conference room nodded.

"Danger is only relative," Lambert sang counter-argumentally. "We only operate on the periphery of the battlefield, searching for the whereabouts of the Grand Master of Elam. As long as we are careful enough... it's like sticking your finger into the rim of a frying pan and turning it." One lap, our speed and resilience are unparalleled by ordinary people, we will definitely be safe and sound."

"It won't be up to you then." Leisuo said with a tone of experience, "The whole body will fall into the oil pan and be fried into scarlet juicy pieces of meat, leaving it for wild dogs and ghouls to feast on. ”

"Everyone, thank you for your concern and opinions...but I must go," Geron Moru said decisively, and knocked the round table with his fist for emphasis, "Manada, the city of Sintra, or Climb Mount Soden until you find Teacher Elam."

Roy moved his lips and wanted to dissuade him,

"I have to do something." He emphasized, "This is the only meaning of my life. Otherwise, my life will be worse than death."

The goal is clearly in front of him, but he doesn't want to miss it and wait another hundred years.

The atmosphere in the conference room was tense.

"Then let's vote." Seret said solemnly, "Actually, we don't have to rush to intervene in the war in Cintra. We can wait until the Brotherhood becomes stronger before taking action. According to the conclusion of that mural... The mysterious man will participate in most of the wars in the world. After the Battle of Sintra, there will never be a lack of wars. Those are all opportunities!"

"Besides, everything about that mural is just inference. The mysterious person and conspiracy cannot be fully believed."

"So we have to go and find out! Man, I really can't wait!" Jaylon's eyes were about to burst out with green sparks.

"This is asking for death..." Seret muttered in a cold tone, "Since you have joined the Brotherhood, you should obey the collective decision and restrain your inner impulses. You are acting like an anesthetic powder addict. Crazy."

"I'm sorry...sorry...or wait until I return from the battlefield before I die serving the Brotherhood." Jaylon apologized.

Roy's eyes slowly swept across the crowd.

When there is a conflict between collective and individualism, from an intellectual point of view, he hopes that Jielong will take into account the overall situation.

But reality cannot be completely rational.

"Then go!" On Geralt's newly shaved, pale and blue face, his teeth flashed a white light, "Accompany Geron into the battlefield!"

"It should have been so!" Cat Vulture shook his head, as if he didn't think this was a great decision. "Demon hunters don't cause trouble, but they are not afraid of trouble either."

"It's just a war... You can't leave behind a new brother who joins the gang."

"Yes." Aiden and Kyaan nodded silently.

"I appreciate your kindness." Jaylon's face was filled with a grateful smile, and he shook his head firmly, "But think about the children in the orphanage...think about your lofty ideals and bright future for revitalizing the Demon Hunter Academy. ."

"I will go alone! I have wasted a hundred years of my life. I am a useless person, and I don't care to waste my life like this again. But you are different!"

"It's not just you." Cohen said slowly, standing up from his seat, "I'll go with you!"

"Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and casualties are more likely to occur when there are more people."

"Even if thirteen of us brothers go out together, compared to thousands of soldiers, the torrent of steel is nothing..."

"Demon hunters are agile, but they are also made of flesh and blood. How many people can we kill in order to protect ourselves, two hundred people, three hundred people, and then what? And there is no room for dodge on the battlefield."

"We just need to find someone."

"You and I..." Cohen looked at Jaylon, "Two are enough."

Silence enveloped the entire conference room, a surprisingly long silence.

Several people began to think about a question. Although Jaylon joined the Brotherhood, he had a strong purpose.

The relationship between the witchers and him cannot be called brotherly love. Are they really going to enter the battlefield for him?

……

"I agree..." Seret said with an expressionless face and a calm voice, "Since Jeron has to go, then the Brotherhood will send a member to act with him to search for possible Elan, mysterious people, and even Yu Xieyan, Your Excellency Aijia."

He emphasized the word "possibly". In fact, he was deeply disgusted with participating in this war.

He can only minimize the negative impact.

"According to normal logic, the person who goes to the battlefield must be the most skilled person. Arm him with the best resources of the Brotherhood, so that the probability of survival is the highest."

"Brothers, just stay and take care of the school. Those children can't live without you." A glimmer of light flashed through Keyan's scarlet pupils, "As for Keen, I will take your place and I will accompany Jeron!"

"Don't even think about it!"

"Listen to me!" Kiyaen's hoarse voice was full of reason, "We, the cat sect, have the sharpest reactions, are good at dodging swords and arrows, and have excellent life-saving skills. And I am much better than Aiden and Cat Vulture. ”

"Stupid! Ridiculous!" Aiden sneered with his eyes widened.

"In terms of skill, who am I, Oakes/Lambert, afraid of?"

"See if there are no scars on my face, I'm still alive and kicking. I'm the roughest and thickest." Eskar said angrily.

"Look at me, man." Kyaan pulled down his sunglasses.

"You brave boys, what should be discussed is not only skill, but also experience... The more experienced you are in combat, the better you can retreat safely." Vesemir's old voice added in, with a little helplessness. A little bit of relief.

"Everyone, stop talking, stop talking." Jie Long shook his head, but no one paid attention.

A heated argument broke out in the conference room.

The witcher gradually turned red.

"Bang!"

The bald man slammed the table, causing the loud noise to disappear. He twisted his neck, his bones cracked, and his amber pupils calmly swept across the twelve brothers,

"Please be quiet! I passed the second mutation... I am the strongest one, so it is best for me to do it!"

His eyes were filled with strong confidence and no doubt.

The faces of those who were swept by him froze, they shouted, and turned away reluctantly.

They knew full well that the bald man was telling the truth.

After the second mutation, his melee attributes have overwhelmed all his companions present.

"So it's settled! I——"

"No, nominally, I am the leader of the Brotherhood! And Leisuo..." A young but firm voice interrupted him. Roy ignored the pull of the sorceress beside him and refused to give in. He looked at the bald man with a look like a young lion provoking the leader of a pride of lions, "You are not the strongest, you are not!"

Dark gold, silver gray and amber intertwined in mid-air.

The former master and apprentice of a demon hunter, with sparks shooting out of his eyes.

……

It was a sunny day, but there was an oppressive feeling of approaching storm in the air.

In the alder forest.

The bald man faced off against the slender but smaller disciple five meters apart.

Roy bent his body slightly, clenched his empty hands into half fists and placed them on his sides.

With his eyes locked on the opposite side, the bald man slowly pulled out the steel sword from behind, shook his wrist slowly, stepped forward with his left foot, and then raised the sword blade to the right side of his face, assuming a bull position.

The sharp sword blades and the tops of their heads reflected the dazzling sunlight, and the golden and dark light covered the sleeveless leather armor of Quen and Helio.

He grinned,

"Very good, kid, let me see. How much progress have you made in two years? Can you give me a surprise?"

"Shua—" After saying that, the bald man rushed towards Roy like lightning. The dead branches and leaves covering the forest glade danced with his running figure, and the strong wind like a steel knife blew in his face.

The latter stretched out his hand to grab it, and there was a weapon in his palm. It was not a sword, but a hand crossbow.

Leso's melee attributes are almost equivalent to a weakened version of a high-level vampire, and he won't be stupid in a sword fight!

"Whoosh—" Roy pulled the trigger with his index finger, and Gabriel shot an arrow.

The distance between the two was too close, leaving no room for dodge. The arrow hit Lei Suo's bare, rough, muscular sword-holding arm.

"Boom"!

Quen's seal shattered, and an unexpectedly huge force caused Lei Suo's sprinting body to become obviously unbalanced and tilted to the side.

If he only had thrust, he could still use inertia and superb swordsmanship skills to swing a sword at the disciple who was close at hand with eyes as bright as stars.

With just one blow, he was sure to make the opponent completely lose their fighting power - Roy's skills were full of flaws and too immature in his opinion.

But the arrow actually contained a strange dizzying power, which penetrated Helio and all defenses.

Leso was momentarily absent-minded for 0.2 seconds, and lost control of the blade.

The Snake Sect's steel sword slashed stiffly towards Roy's left shoulder, the route was too obvious, and the latter ducked lightly and passed around his armpit.

"Whoosh——"

A crossbow arrow flew into the distance again.

The bald man woke up from his dizziness almost at the same time, but did not twist around and hit the back.

The five fingers of his left hand drew a blue spell in mid-air, and then he suddenly pressed **** the ground!

"Bang!"

An astonishing roar sounded, and a violent air flow swept in all directions with the big man as the center, blowing away a thick layer of humus within five meters of his feet.

Leaves, dead branches, and soil are flying like petals.

Black soil is exposed on the ground.

However, there was no unexpected sound of knocking down the enemy.

Under an alder tree thirty meters away, a strange ripple appeared in the space, and Roy appeared there.

Smiling, he raised his crossbow at him.

"Whoosh—"

Using the cover of broken leaves in the air, Leisuo sprinted to the side, and at the same time outlined his five fingers, letting the golden seal cover his whole body again.

The agility of nearly 30 gave him terrifying speed, so much so that the crossbow arrow that turned 45 degrees in mid-air still failed to catch up with the hem of his clothes.

Another scorching fireball came out of Roy's palm, spanning a distance of thirty meters, hitting the bald man like a swallow in the forest, and even turning in the air to follow it.

"Bang!"

The fireball hit an emerald green alder tree. It was blown to pieces, and the branches and leaves burned and billowed out black smoke.

However, Leisuo behind the tree was unharmed, and he found some kind of trick!

"Whoa——" The sunlight shining through the cracks in the forest revealed a strange snake-like figure. He made an irregular zigzag turn and moved forward, bypassing the alders and birch trees and approaching Roy. Along the way, Leaving behind traces of afterimages.

The distance of thirty meters is reached in less than two seconds!

After Alder Tremor's purple arc burns down an oak tree.

Knowing that the attack was ineffective, Roy changed his strategy and yelled at Leisuo who jumped up and stabbed him with a sword as fast as a spear.

"Coax!"

In an instant, the air seemed to stop flowing, and the abundant magic power in the forest was commanded by mysterious syllables, condensed into a ball in front of Roy, and then exploded suddenly.

The air is surging!

A cool figure of Roy jumped out of the torrent of magic power and stood in front of its master.

Letho's piercing sword penetrated the illusion without any bias, breaking through his false body.

Crackling.

The light spread across the sky like shooting stars.

A surge of pale freezing air surged out of the shattered illusion, freezing the bald man to death.

In an instant.

The leather armor of his limbs and torso were covered with crystal clear ice edges, and his movements and reactions were directly reduced by one-third.

A kaleidoscope-like halo of Arden spread out under Roy's feet, holding Gurwishir straight in front of him, and the sword blade split his face in half.

Half cold, half fire.

The two sides pounced on each other like cheetahs, their movements as fast as lightning, accompanied by the terrifying sound of sharp blades piercing the air, and the whine of gold and iron clashing echoing in the woods.

Only a short exhalation, the bombardment of seals, the sound of swords, and heavy breathing could be heard all around.

"Bang!"

Roy was knocked to the ground by the seal.

Lesuo slashed with his sword.

Everyone watching was horrified and their eyes widened.

A huge octopus covered in blood jumped out from the void behind Roy. Thousands of tentacles shrank inward and suddenly collapsed like a predator. It instantly pounced on the bald man, wrapping and entangling him.

The scarlet arms and legs covered with suckers waved and rolled up afterimages all over the sky.

It exudes indescribable terror.

Just by looking at it, endless nightmares come out of my mind, and all kinds of unbearable experiences reappear before my eyes.

Being tied into a rice dumpling, Leisuo was unable to resist, and Gu Weisier placed it on his neck.

……

In the alder forest, everyone gathered in a circle.

"Little brat, you have grown to this point in just two years..." Lei Suo rested against a big tree. There was no regret or discomfort on his face, only relief. He patted his disciple's shoulder generously and grinned. Smiling, "As expected of my valued disciple!"

"Winning or losing, you are my teacher." Roy lowered his head and said sincerely.

The surrounding members of the Wolf Faction, Snake Faction, and Cat Faction had complicated expressions.

This is the first time that members of the Brotherhood have gone all out to fight, and the result is shocking.

Unconsciously, the youngest demon hunter has become the most powerful one.

The sorceress crossed her chest with her hands, her expression was as cold as ice, and she was still sulking. However, her blue eyes turned to Roy from time to time, with a hint of worry.

Kalkistan rubbed his half-bald forehead with great interest. He seemed to have found a new research subject, and he was thinking that maybe he should stay here for a longer period of time, not just a year.

"The difference in speed, strength, and skill is clearly visible to the naked eye... but the results are completely opposite." Lambert sighed, with a trace of frustration flashing across his face. Even Leisuo, the strongest demon hunter, was defeated by this kid. , if he faced Roy, he would probably lose even more miserably, completely!

"No, I will be the only one who participates in the second mutation next time!"

"What kind of ability is that flicker?" A hint of envy flashed through Jielong's indigo pupils. This was the first time he saw such a weird space shuttle, and he immediately realized that it could be used to escape, hunt, or deal with mages. What a huge advantage it has.

"You can think of it as an ability acquired after mutation." Seret calmly helped to cover it up.

Vesemir stroked his beard and glanced at the young man with his turbid eyes. Like many people, he had an idea. If Roy used his weird ability from the beginning, would it be possible in the first second of the fight? Will Leisuo fail miserably?

Is this kid worried about the teacher’s face?

"The last octopus..." Jielong said halfway, swallowing the question, and others tacitly ignored this.

As long as it’s one of your own.

They can only comfort themselves in this way.

"No wonder you were able to kill a high-level vampire last time." Eskar sighed, "You are the youngest, but you can become the leader of the Brotherhood."

"So, brothers..." Roy held Lei Suo's hand and helped him up. "Let's make an agreement. I will accompany Jeron to find Mr. Elan."

……

"I am willing to admit defeat," Reso said, "but remember, there are so many brothers in the orphanage, those children, Ms. Rita is waiting for you...Everything comes first."

"Don't worry! Even if I can't be beaten, there's absolutely no problem in escaping! Don't forget that I have other abilities." Roy's gaze swept across everyone's eyes calmly and sincerely, focusing on the sorceress, full of apology.

When the latter heard this, he flashed before his eyes the strange situation where he had a golden light all over his body and all his injuries disappeared at the end of the Green Grass Trial.

Puckering her red lips, the worries in her heart were slightly relieved.

……

"There is still some time before the war, so you must be fully prepared." Kalkstein looked at Roy and Jeron and suddenly interjected, "If you two need it, I plan to start refining it from now on. Several alchemical devices for life-saving and formidable attacks, such as silent cloaks, amulets, and more powerful explosives, but you have to pay for them yourself."

"Let me help you." Rita Nied gave Roy a resentful look, "I don't want to become single again for no reason."

"Then I'll help you both..." Geralt agreed on his behalf.

"Money is not an issue, the stronger the effect, the better." Seret added while holding back the pain.

"Brothers, actually this...this is the challenge of the Griffin sect..." Cohen looked around at his resigned companions and said reluctantly.

Immediately stared at by everyone,

"Do you still think we are brothers?" Lambert put his arm around his shoulders and made a threatening look, "Or do you want to compare with Roy?"

"I...I..." He lowered his head, his face flushed.

"Come on, take it easy and don't act like a woman!"

"That's it! Let's talk about something else now!"

Roy took out the dog tag and the brass cover with a cross and a nine-pointed star, and asked the two mages.

Got the answer.

"Aha, this kind of dog tag..." The alchemist rubbed the cold metal shell, and a flash of realization flashed in his eyes, "It reminds me of some old guys in the Warlock Brotherhood who are engaged in special research."

"They are good at creating all kinds of unnatural monsters - structures, biological sutures, mutants... But that was more than two hundred years ago. Now this behavior is considered taboo, and they have gradually disappeared, perhaps becoming Into a pile of skeletons, perhaps hidden in some hidden corner of the world."

"You are lucky, you happened to meet one in Hainkawih."

"So we guessed correctly, that multipod insect is a 'watchdog'." Jielong asked nervously. "Do you know those researchers?"

"Sorry, the research directions are different. I only have some impressions of a few of them, Ortolan, Biluta, Talvax, Idalan...but only by name."

The sorceress on the other side frowned slightly. She had never heard of these names, so these people had not appeared in the Warlock Brotherhood for at least more than a hundred years.

"When this year is over and I get back in touch with the brotherhood, I will ask you something." Coral said.

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"The second question is, the mage who sealed the Dijing. There is only one in the world who has that ability." A hint of admiration flashed in Coral's beautiful eyes, "The first batch of northerners to master the magic of the ancient race, once promised A member of the Vigre Alliance and one of the founders of the Warlock Brotherhood, Geoffrey Monk!"

"He is famous for his hobby of capturing Dejin. He imprisons these spirits in bottles and extracts three wishes from each of them. He can use the power of Dejin to cast magical whirlwinds and magical storms, Even flying."

"Furthermore, as you can see, he carved the seal of 'a broken cross and nine-pointed star' on each bottle."

Everyone's eyes froze. It was entirely possible for a spellcaster with incredible magic skills to control the Grand Master of the Demon Hunter. Could he be that mysterious man?

Then Coral's last words made them feel cold.

"But it's a pity that Di Jing can't make people immortal... Joffrey has been dead for more than a hundred years. The magic bottles you see were all hidden by him around the world and unearthed by others. ”

"He also left a naughty sentence - Do you want my treasure? If you want it, I can give it all to you. Go find it, everything in the world is there!"

"I remember that this master seemed to have left a magic bottle 'treasure map' in the internal library of the Warlock Brotherhood." Coral added,

Everyone just became interested,

She changed her tone again,

"But it was stolen too early by an unknown person with ulterior motives."

"No one has a backup?"

"As far as I know, no."

"Okay then! The two clues of dog tags and wishing bottles are temporarily suspended..." Roy took a deep breath, "Currently, it seems that the only hope of finding Elan is on the battlefield!"