The Divine Hunter Chapter 41: Start

In Temple Square, beacon smoke fills the air, and the battle comes to an end.

The huge ice giant was like a huge embankment on the sea, blocking the tide of hundreds of temple guards. The guards charged forward regardless of their safety, slashing, stabbing, and throwing fire oil with their weapons. , draw the bow and draw the arrow.

Even every attack can only scratch its ice-blue **** skin.

But too many ants can kill an elephant.

Unknowingly, the giant was covered in bruises, breathing heavily, and his ruby-like eyes dimmed.

The oak stick has long been broken into several pieces by countless collisions.

It grabbed the burning stake that had been used to bind the shapeshifter before, and danced into a whirlwind of death. Shocking loud noises continued to erupt in the air. Anyone who stepped within five meters of it would be The heavily armored knight who charged on horseback was instantly smashed into pieces by the sheer force.

The Temple Square was filled with blood.

……

The giants covered the rear, absorbing most of the firepower.

The team of demon hunters waved the pure white sword light in the sky and advanced rapidly with the sound of slashing.

The enemies standing in front of him fell down like pieces of cut wheat.

They abandoned the corpses of the Scoia'tael and the temple guards on the ground, walked through the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, passed through the long road of death in the north of the square, and arrived at the main hall of the Temple of Eternal Fire.

"Shua—"

The blade cuts through the air.

The bald man and Vesemir, one on the left and the other on the right, defeated the two temple guards who resisted.

"Bang!"

Lambert, Oakes, Geralt, and Coen all outlined the five fingers of their left hand at the same time, and surging magic power surged out from the blue spell, hitting the closed golden door in front of them.

Crunch

The door opens.

The blazing braziers at the four corners illuminate the magnificent hall.

Among several gold pillars, a fiery red and exquisite carpet leads to the high platform, a throne inlaid with the Eternal Fire Emblem, and walls painted red.

Archbishop Cyrus stood with his staff in hand, protected by twenty temple guards.

The noble robe was stained with blood, and the wrinkled old face no longer looked arrogant.

The beard is trembling slightly and the eyes are frightened.

Looking nervous and embarrassed.

He never thought that such a day would come.

Just fifteen lowly mutants.

The armor was stained with flesh and blood, and the body was covered with bruises. Under the stimulation of various magic potions, black blood vessels appeared on the blood-red cheeks.

But such a group of people actually penetrated the steel defense line composed of hundreds of temple guards and five mages in the center of Novigrad, the headquarters of the Eternal Fire.

Come to yourself.

This is simply a feat that humans cannot accomplish.

Even if the ice giant played a huge role.

The demon hunter's combat effectiveness has far exceeded his expectations.

"Bang!"

The five young apprentices slammed the golden door shut.

After experiencing the baptism of a **** battle, there was no trace of youthfulness on their faces anymore, only the cold murderous intent and resolute eyes, and their temperaments suddenly became much more mature.

Leso took the lead, and fifteen bloodied demon hunters quickly approached the Archbishop.

The blood dripping from the armor made the carpet even more red.

The shape-shifting Shaperle followed at the end, looking at his former boss with extremely complicated eyes.

He never expected to escape from the stake and come to the Archbishop as a victor.

I am extremely happy to be an ally with the Demon Hunter!

A group of guards were sweating on their faces, their sword-holding hands were shaking uncontrollably, and they were praying in their hearts.

Coming.

These devils are coming!

Gods have mercy and save your devout followers.

"Cyrus, you stupid old widower!" Lambert yelled jokingly, with an uncontrollable anger in his tone, while gently wiping the blood on the sword with the white cloth on his body, "We were What do you mean, you want peace and everyone is in peace!"

"But you must leave no one behind!"

"Then we have no choice but to help you!"

Suddenly, a dozen pairs of eyes burning with anger turned to the old man in the center.

On the steps, Cyrus's heart skipped a beat, his face flushed, his figure stooped, foam stained his beard, "It's all... it's all misunderstandings, a group of people with ulterior motives are sowing discord behind the scenes! I'm on board Only if they are fooled will they misunderstand the masters!"

The Eternal Flame's career has not yet succeeded.

I can't die like this!

Temporarily bow to this group of mutants and keep Qingshan alive.

The Archbishop took a deep breath.

Wait until you get through this crisis before making other plans.

"I swear to the great eternal fire!" Cyrus raised his voice and raised his right hand tremblingly, "As long as you stop immediately and stop this senseless killing."

"Everyone will know the truth, those elves!"

"Yes, those elves are the root cause and culprit of everything!"

Is it time to be content?

Your status is respected, and the archbishop who commands the fifty temples in the north bows to you.

Hurry up and stop! ?

Lambert let out a disdainful chuckle, and quietly stepped on the middle of the steps with tired footsteps.

"Oath, don't mention your ridiculous oath to me! Who was the first to break the oath just now, and what he said was as smelly as farts!"

"However, you can tell me..." A flash of light flashed in Serrit's eyes, "Who is colluding with you, joining forces to trap us?"

"Riens!" Cyrus replied without hesitation. betraying a young minion would not offend Master Vigefortz, and there was still room for lingering.

"Who is behind Riens?"

The bald man asked, his voice emotionless,

"Bang, bang!"

A huge crash suddenly sounded outside the golden door, and the iron birch blocking the door shook violently.

Sellers was shocked, reinforcements are coming!

"I only know Riens..." he delayed. "This mage hated the demon hunter, so he proposed to me that we join forces. I was unaware of it and was deceived by him."

"The big mistake has not yet been made. Masters, it is not too late to stop now! After I fully explain it to the believers, Nuo City will still be your home! And I promise that no one will disturb you again. The...great cause!"

"Sorry, it's too late..." Vesemir shook his head and sighed.

From the moment you take action, the outcome is already determined.

So many pairs of eyes witnessed the killing spree of the witchers, and hundreds of temple guards fell under their swords.

The huge impact cannot be eliminated in a short time.

It is impossible for a witcher to pluck himself cleanly.

There is no doubt that homeland will no longer be peaceful.

唰唰

In response.

All the demon hunters drew their swords at the same time and flashed.

Pfft, pfft!

The twenty guards standing in front of Archbishop Cyrus were overwhelmed by the sword light. Before they had time to react, they fell to the ground with blood spurting from their necks and rolled down the high steps.

Kyyan grabbed the Archbishop's hair and pushed him to the cold ground. His rickety body fell to his knees unable to resist.

Kneel down facing a group of demon hunters.

"Repent for the innocent people who died in your wrong decision today."

"You have won! Masters!" The archbishop's face turned red with embarrassment, and he wailed and begged in a humiliating posture, "Let me go, you want to kill his priests in front of the eternal fire? This is If you commit an out-and-out blasphemous act, God will punish you."

"God?"

Infinite anger arose in the hearts of the demon hunters.

God, is this how you torture a group of honest people?

No matter how disrespectful it is!

"Shut up!" Another bald man took a step forward and looked with cold eyes at the once lofty archbishop with far-reaching statements, the old man he once admired, "Sellers, in the past, several of your subordinates The Sheriff lost himself in money, beauty, and power one after another, turning his back on the eternal fire."

"You always say that they cannot withstand temptation and are not religious enough." He hissed, "But you never reflect on yourself!"

"You never realized that you, the Archbishop of Eternal Fire, were completely devoured by evil many years ago!"

"You have been eroded by power, false honors, and titles!"

"Obsessed! Do whatever it takes to achieve your goals!"

“Confusing right and wrong and slandering innocent people.”

"What you call spreading the brilliance of the eternal fire is just an excuse for self-satisfaction. What you have done has already tarnished the holy flame!"

The shapeshifter took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the golden flame emblem behind the throne.

"You are all to blame for your fate today. This is the real divine punishment!"

"The gods are punishing you!"

The archbishop's skinny body trembled, and half of his face that was close to the ground turned white.

For decades, the unswerving will wavered for a moment.

Like a collapse, tears streaming down his face.

God's punishment?

How is that possible?

I, Cyrus, have spent my entire life spreading the glory of the Eternal Fire.

I gave up everything for it, not having a wife, not having children, not even a single relative.

How can it punish me.

Impossible, impossible!

"Deformed bastard!"

Cyrus raised his head and let out a piercing scream.

The demon hunters exchanged glances and nodded in unison.

Without giving him a chance to speak, a sword was swung at the back of his neck.

Blood light emerged, and a head with gray hair and a distorted face rolled down the steps.

The Archbishop of the Eternal Fire, Cyrus Cyrus Engelkaid Hemelfat, maintained an expression of unwillingness and resentment on his face, but he was no longer breathing!

Lesuo reached out and touched it, and the head that rolled to his feet disappeared into his storage ring.

He quickly collected the headless corpse.

The scene was perfect. In the silent temple, except for the Demon Hunter Alliance and the witness of the eternal flame, no third party knew that this guy had died.

Jiji looked surprised, unable to understand his behavior.

"Your Excellency Transformer, what are you waiting for?" Leisuo said to him.

"What do you mean?" Jiji was confused for a moment.

"Bang bang!"

The door banged even more fiercely.

"If one Cyrus dies, more Cyrus will appear. But let such a disgusting guy sit on the throne of the Archbishop again? Are you willing?" Vesemir stroked his blood-stained hand. Beard asked.

"Why don't you guide the entire church, Novigrad, and even the dozens of eternal fire temples in the north? If you serve as archbishop and are under one god, no guards or believers will dare to question it. You, doubt your identity!"

Lambert suggested with determination.

"You can make the rules and regulations of the eternal fire yourself!"

"Lead the church onto the bright road!"

Pretending to be a high-ranking archbishop?

The shapeshifter shook his head, unable to believe his ears.

"Bang bang!" The door seemed to be smashed.

"Your Excellency Jiji, the opportunity to realize your ideals and ambitions is right in front of you. If you miss this village, there will never be this shop again!" Geralt patted him on the shoulder, "You still want to be looked down upon, like a lost dog. Escape? Let prejudice and ignorance rule the entire city?"

A pair of beast-like eyes looked at him expectantly.

The latter gritted his teeth.

The image of being tied to the stake and being splashed with dirty water came to mind again.

The people who were fooled yelled at him!

Full of passion and unwilling to cool down.

Only a helpless sigh remains.

No! This time, I won’t back down!

The tall and straight figure suddenly glowed with a blur of colorful light.

Among the demon hunters, the body of the second bald man shrank inward, squirming and changing like moist flour

After one breath.

Wearing blood-stained robes and hunched over, Archbishop Cyrus reappeared in the temple.

He looked at his withered palms, feeling a little uncomfortable at first and looking blank, then he took a deep breath and straightened the golden crown on his head with both hands.

The expression on his face became solemn and solemn.

My neck felt cold.

A sharp blade flashing with cold light was raised.

Serrit looked apologetic,

"Sorry, in order to improve my persuasiveness, I have to temporarily wrong you!"

"But don't forget in the future, all this is the fault of those elves."

"Also, we will always be allies!"

The demon hunters and the forces of eternal fire were fighting to the death before. If they suddenly started talking and laughing, anyone who was not blind would see the problem!

Then just make mistakes.

Leave a foreshadowing for the future.

"Let's go! End this chaos!"

"Bang!"

The door was knocked open...

Shouting, temple guards swarming in wielding torches and swords!

Then he was stunned and stiff.

I was even more shocked than when I just witnessed the ice giant jumping into the sea to escape.

Atop a pile of corpses.

The hateful group of demon hunters are holding the noble Archbishop hostage and approaching step by step.

……

In the side hall of the temple, another battlefield is also coming to an end.

Roy's eyes slowly swept across the four mages opposite.

Reens, Lydia, two Scoia'tael mages.

The atmosphere was tense.

Kill them all?

No.

This won't help.

Wilgefortz, who was causing trouble behind the scenes, is still safe and sound.

As long as that guy lives for one day, he will be like a thorn in his back, unable to live in peace.

Whether it’s for Shirley or his unexpected daughter, Vigo can’t be allowed to do any more conspiracies!

What's more, his plan has destroyed the home that the witcher finally built!

The sin is unforgivable!

He wanted to seize Vigo's roots, find this guy's base, solve the trouble once and for all, and "repay" the other party.

"As long as I cooperate? You can give us a piece of land to establish a kingdom of witchers?" Gu Weisier was like a cane on the ground, Roy wiped the blood from his forehead, and the lines on his face suddenly seemed much softer. .

"As long as you behave obediently and surrender," Riens said with a smile in his eyes, "I will take you to see Master Wig immediately, and then you will explain the whereabouts of the child."

"Lord Vigo's generosity is the highest in the entire North. Believe me, serving him is more worthwhile than serving any king!"

"Man, hurry up." Riens glanced at the center of the square from the corner of his eye,

The ice giant, at the end of its crossbow, broke through the defense line and jumped into the vast sea under the temple island!

The temple guards surged into the main hall of the temple with great momentum.

"If you delay any longer, all your compatriots will soon die!"

Roy looked hesitant.

"Why are you still hesitating? Throw down the sword!" He stared at the witcher's face, and gently drew the knife between Gawain Chapelle's neck, "Kneel down and show your submission."

Lydia was expressionless.

The two Scoia’tael mages showed pleasure on their faces.

Kneel down?

Roy suddenly shook his head and smiled, staring at the mage with strange-colored pupils,

"Riens, you made a mistake...I never accept threats!"

"Whoosh—"

The bowstring vibrates!

The four of them didn't see his movements clearly at all.

A Scoia'tael mage was carried backwards by an arrow, hit the wall of the side hall, and collapsed to the ground, with a big hole in his chest.

The demon hunter's figure broke through the space rift and appeared in front of the corpse.

A burst of scarlet light burst out.

The second mage was instantly overwhelmed by the blood coming out of the void.

唰

Guweixir raised his head in the air.

Throw the big man’s head away!

Lydia sprayed lightning into the witcher's palm, and the electricity sizzled and plowed through the ground.

But it only hit a piece of air.

The demon hunter's figure shuttles with the arrows.

Fly to her.

Boom!

The arrow shattered the magic shield.

The sword flew across the sky.

唰

An arm flew into the air.

The sorceress with the severed hand groaned, and a green light burst out of her slender body and disappeared into the air.

Ryans dropped Gawain Samsa who had his throat wiped, and a pillar of fire roared out from his hands and flew towards Roy beside the pillar.

The hissing flames scorched the air and ground.

The demon hunter's ghostly body appeared next to the dying shapeshifter again, turning the blade.

The hemp ropes and anti-magic shackles were all broken.

The ancient blood boils!

The power of time surged out of Roy's body and enveloped the home that was still breathing.

"Shua—"

The broken arteries and blood vessels in the neck were visibly restored to their original state. ~IndoMTL.com~ Roy, what just happened? ”

Jia immediately stood up, touching his intact neck, and looked at the witcher in shock with his narrow eyes.

He clearly remembered that he soon lost consciousness and fell into darkness forever after Riens wiped his throat.

Why did you come back to life again? !

Two exclamations sounded in the air!

"Hide, man, I'll explain later!"

Roy said softly, sketching complex gestures with his left hand, raising it high above his head, opening an eggshell-like Heliofar shield with black light flowing, blocking the two fireballs flying in the air.

My mind moved.

An ice element emerged from a purple-red sphere and stood in front of Gao Wen, protecting him like a shield.

Whoosh—

The arrow shot through the air.

The demon hunter flashed to the place where the fireball was fired.

Breathe in.

Roaring into the void.

Vos—

The power of the earth bone travels through the planes, and the huge sound waves wash away.

The entire side hall shook like an earthquake.

A muffled groan.

Riens was like a bird with broken wings, roared out of its invisible state and falling from mid-air.

He was bleeding from seven holes, and his brain felt like a thousand knives were stabbing him at the same time. He was dizzy and had a painful expression.

The bones all over his body were shattered and he couldn't use any strength.

He was picked up.

The steel sword drew a **** mark against his neck.

The icy voice of the witcher rang in my ears.

"Now, Reigns, I'll give you my true words, I'll give you a choice..." Roy looked around, trying his best to search for another female mage with a severed hand wearing an illusion mask.

However, the air was deserted and there was no blood on the ground.

She seems to have escaped?

"Contact your master Vilgefortz immediately, I want to have a good chat with him!"