The Divine Hunter Chapter 42: Wilgefortz

The side hall of the temple.

The Collector and the Ice Elemental were scouring the corners as if they were in danger.

Another corner.

"Click..."

A light blue light curtain emerged in mid-air. A muscular man with short black hair and a knight's jacket stood in the light curtain. Behind him were rows of neatly stacked bookshelves and a There is a huge water tank filled with clear water, and you can vaguely see the endless Gobi Desert outside the window.

His profound gaze swept across the scene on the other side of the screen, his calm face suddenly tensed up, and his voice was filled with astonishment.

"Riens, what's going on?"

A long bone sword was held on the neck of his good subordinate. The sinister cheek was twisted with pain, guilt and unwillingness, and the pupils were slightly dilated, and his voice was weak.

"Lord Wei Ge...I...I'm sorry for you, this kid took me..."

"If you talk more, I will get nervous and my hands will shake." Another man showed his head from behind Riens. He had short black hair that reached his ears, and his dark gold and silver-gray pupils shone with complex light, looking inward. Enns issued a warning, "You are about to say goodbye to this world!"

The prisoner suddenly trembled and did not dare to say another word.

"Wilgefortz, a master of magic, a member of the Wizarding Council, a popular figure in front of the kings of the North and the South, has long admired his name."

Roy looked dazed for a moment. After going through all kinds of hardships, he finally met the powerful mage in his memory who beat Geralt and casually burned high-level vampires to death.

Wilgefortz

Age: 68

Gender: Male

Identity: Warlock, Druid, Master Alchemist, member of the Wizarding Guild...

Life: 320

Magic:?

Attributes:

Strength: 32

Physique: 32

Agility: 25

Perception: 20

Will: 20

Charm: 16

Spirit:?

Skills:

Magic Source, Sky Controller lv8, Stick Weapon Specialization lv10, Quick Casting Specialization lv10, Meditation lv10, Portal lv10, Mirror Image lv10, Floating Force Field lv10, Rainbow Shield lv10, Appearance lv10, Empathy probe level 10, astrology level 5...more than three hundred items are omitted.

……

The demon hunter took a breath of air. Although he had expected it, Vigo was still more powerful than he expected.

The densely packed spells make one despair at just one glance.

These attributes and melee skills mean that he is not only a powerful mage, but also a experienced warrior!

Roy remembers something like this. A few years later, during the incident on Thanede Island, Geralt was in a battle with this guy, and his thigh and leg were broken with a stick using the exquisite stick skills inherited from the druid. This hidden disease has never been cured, which means that any height higher than one floor will be fatal for Geralt.

If you really compete in martial arts, you may not be able to go a few rounds under this mage before being beaten to a **** head with a stick.

An unprecedentedly powerful enemy!

But he couldn't run away in despair.

If we don't tell Vigo about the outcome this time, how will this powerful man plot against himself, his brothers, and his children in the future?

"Oh, who are you, sir? Have you seen me?" the warlock whispered with a calm expression, his eyes repeatedly looking at this unusually young face and scanning the Snake Sect amulet around his neck.

He could not remember where he had seen the young man.

"Roy...a nobody who was tricked by you."

"I see, it's really a surprise." He said with a sarcastic and admiring smile, "Demon hunter, I admire you very much. You were able to stay safe despite the heavy siege by the Scoia'tael and the temple guards. Escape, capture Riens, and contact me. Your escape skills are truly superb."

"Tell me, what do you want?" He crossed his arms and asked casually, "How do you want to let him go?"

"A group of mad dogs are biting people, so I want to see what kind of virtue their owners are? If you still have any self-awareness and shame, send it over immediately," Roy grinned with a sarcastic smile. , "In front of all the people of Novigrad, tell me your disgusting conspiracy! And kowtow and apologize to my compatriots!"

"Haha." The man smiled, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes. He was frighteningly cold. "Sir Roy, you are really humorous. He showed off his power to me when we first met, humiliated me with impossible topics, and... To realize your base desire for revenge?"

"Are you angry?" Roy smiled contentedly through the light curtain, "Are the members of the Wizarding Guild so restless? I haven't finished speaking yet. You must pay tribute to Pavey, who you once killed. Princess Tower, Xili, whose family was ruined because of your conspiracy, apologizes."

"To show your sincerity, you have to commit suicide!"

"Pavetta..." The man smiled again, but his laughter was filled with surprise that could not be concealed. "How do you know? Are you related to Emhyr, or are you a descendant of a sailor on the ship at that time? ?"

A dusty memory emerged from my mind.

At that time, Emhyr var Emres, the emperor of the Nilfgaard Empire, had not yet returned to his homeland to regain the throne, and he still existed as Duny, the son-in-law of Queen Calanthe of Cintra.

Calanthe stared at Duny very hard and didn't give him any chance to escape.

So Donnie secretly contacted Viggo, and while he, his wife Pavetta, and daughter Ciri were returning from Skellige by boat, he caused a shipwreck and asked them to fake death and return to Nilfgaard.

It is a pity that Pavetta saw through her husband's conspiracy in advance and left Ciri in Skellige. When the shipwreck broke out, she refused to cooperate.

Died in the Seidna Abyss.

Doni returned to Nilfgaard, successfully usurped the throne, and ascended the throne as the current southern emperor Emhyr var Emres, a famous tyrant whose enemies are white flames flying on the grave.

From then on, he kept in touch with his great escort, Wigfortz.

……

As far as Vigo knew, almost everyone on the dragon ship died in the shipwreck, and no third party knew about it except himself and Emhyr.

Including Queen Calanthe of Cintra, she has been kept in the dark. She has no idea that the son-in-law who killed her daughter has become the emperor of Nilfgaard.

And this cruel son-in-law, in order to cover up this ugly past, killed his relatives and destroyed the Kingdom of Sintra!

How did the witcher know such a secret?

Unfortunately, he cannot use mind reading through the light curtain.

"I know more than that...Wilgefortz, seriously consider opening a portal and come over and have a chat with me? Maybe my words will make you repent and change your ways," Roy said. , but Riens’ face under his sword was uglier than crying.

"Roy, right, haven't you noticed that your hands are shaking, you are very nervous and scared." The man's eyes were blazing, "The reputation of demon hunters in Nuo City has become bad, you have become everyone's shouting If you beat a rat crossing the street, most of your compatriots will also die."

"If you are begging me for protection and mercy, immediately take off your disguise and let Riens go! Then be humble and sincere. Maybe, I can be merciful and let you live." Wilgefortz Put your fingertips together in front of your lips, "If you continue to do this, you are peeing against the wind, and you may end up peeing all over yourself."

"Your voice is weak, you are bluffing, don't you dare come here!" Roy pulled Riens closer to him with his left hand, and at the same time raised his chin, making this humble subordinate pitifully Looking at the master, he clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand, "Liens, thank you for risking your life to start a 'war' for this guy, but believe it or not, even if I kill you in front of him, he will not Not sad at all."

"You are just a dog he raised! If a pet dies and is found again, there will be no impact at all."

"No! Don't! Please! Spare my life!" Riens, who once teased and taunted the witcher, let out a broken cry, like a duck being pinched by the neck.

"Witcher, are you sure you want to go against me?" Vigo hissed, his face no longer calm, and he narrowed his eyes with a horrifying look.

"Haha!"

Roy flicked his wrist, and Gurwisiel pulled it from Riens' neck without hesitation.

Pfft, pfft,

The skin, bones, trachea, and aorta were all severed with a sword.

Blood surged like a spring, dyeing the light curtain as red as a peach blossom.

The spy Riens, the mage Riens, and the servant Riens of Vilgefortz were slashed across the throat by the demon hunter in front of their masters.

There was an inarticulate sound coming from his mouth.

The eyes are full of unwillingness and nostalgia.

My master has not yet become King in the North.

I haven't been paid yet.

I...

He lowered his head.

He fell to his knees and lost his breath.

The witcher let go of the body, stared at Vilgefortz and said,

"This life is for the innocent people you killed, for my brother!"

"But this is just the beginning! Wilgefortz, are you ready to be killed?"

Pfft...

After a cold snort.

The light of the telescope went out.

"Boom!"

There was a strong wind in the side hall!

Not far behind the demon hunter, a dark portal suddenly opened.

The shapeshifter Gawain Samsa noticed the movement and quickly threw a fireball towards the portal.

The firelight hits the invisible woman.

A scream.

The female mage Lydia rolled into the portal with her severed hand and back scorched black by the flames.

Whoosh

The bowstring hums.

The moment the portal closed, the demon hunter pulled the trigger in his hand,

The arrow penetrated.

At the same time, ripples appeared around Roy's body.

The whole person suddenly disappeared into the air.

……

The sky and the earth change color.

Roy appeared again, having gone from the brightly lit side hall of the temple to a dark hall. Tall columns supported the vaults and huge chandeliers hung from the ceiling, which looked like giant spiders. .

Wonderful oil paintings hang on the four walls,

"First Landing", "Lessons for the Chosen", and "Novigrad Alliance" are all famous in history and important events led by mages that affect the destiny of mankind.

So this is Styga Castle, the base camp of Vilgefortz?

He took a step forward and helped up the sorceress who was lying in a pool of blood.

Tie on the anti-magic metal shackles and simply use the straps to stop her bleeding.

Lydia's condition is extremely miserable.

The blue dress was stained with blood.

Except for his thin body, one hand was chopped off by the demon hunter at the beginning.

Jumping in front of the portal, his left leg was blasted by another crossbow arrow. The **** wound was so **** that one could see the bones deep inside.

The changing magic mask was still expressionless, but was slick with sweat like rain.

She said nothing and looked at the witcher coldly. In fact, she could not speak. In a terrible experimental accident, she was disfigured and lost her jaw and voice.

Since then, he has worn a magic mask to hide his true appearance.

She is also Wilgefortz's most trusted assistant.

But Roy clearly noticed worry and fear flashing in her eyes.

This woman, even if she is in danger, is still thinking about her master.

In fact, she is the only member of the "Wigo Gang" that Roy doesn't resent.

It’s a pity that I stood on the wrong side and chose the wrong team.

Aiding the evildoer.

"Tap!"

On the dimly lit stairs at the edge of the hall, there was the sound of slow footsteps.

"Witcher, your courage is amazing."

The crisp sound of applause, accompanied by the magnetic, mellow male voice, poured in, carrying a strange magic power that penetrated into people's minds and lingered for a long time.

The sorceress' eyes suddenly lit up as she was controlled by the witcher, shining with hope and admiration.

"Just now you humiliated and angered me in front of me, and you dared to come here alone."

A tall man walked down the last step of the stairs, half of his face hidden in the shadows, holding a six-foot-long iron rod in his right hand, with a relaxed expression,

Take one step.

The figure instantly split into four, surrounding the witcher at the four corners of the hall.

Each one is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Then, Demon Hunter Roy, welcome to my castle," they stood not far away but ten meters away, looking at the Demon Hunter from a distance, and spoke at the same time, and the strange and complex voices echoed in the hall. .

But the look in his eyes was no longer as terrifying and frightening as what he had seen through the telescope before. It became like looking at an old friend.

It's strange that in a moment, his mood and his attitude towards the witcher seemed to have changed dramatically due to some unknown reasons.

There was a touch of fire deep in his eyes.

"I wonder if your amazing courage is matched by a great enough motive?"

"Wilgefortz...finally found you." Roy held the weak sorceress and looked around warily,

Even under observation, it is still impossible to tell which illusion is real.

But in the face of a formidable enemy, he calmed down.

It is different from the previous meeting through a telescope, like looking at flowers in the mist.

Now that he had personal contact with them, he realized the magic power surging out of the four Vigos.

The sun in the sky is as bright as the sun.

The magic shield reflects a distinctive rainbow light.

The body is surrounded by unpredictable dotted arcs.

Roy could not confirm which of these guys in front of him was the real person or the illusion.

But his temples were throbbing and tingling like needles, and the ancient blood conveyed an extremely warning sign.

This ancient castle is much more dangerous than the cave where the high-level vampire Grufeld lives!

"I always felt that you knew me, that you were very familiar with me." Four pairs of deep eyes looked at him doubtfully, "Can you tell me something, where have we met?"

The witcher's eyes drifted and he remained silent.

The snake pie pendant trembled slightly around his neck.

The magic power surged slightly in the air, and then quickly disappeared.

Weige was surprised. The mind-reading and mind-peeping skills that he had tried so well in the past had all failed.

It's like detecting a thick cement wall without any feedback.

This young demon hunter seems to have the ability to detect magic.

Roy didn't answer.

He looked at the woman groaning in pain in the witcher's arms and changed the subject.

"Please be gentle and don't hurt Lydia. She is a good girl and does not deserve any torture."

He has a gentle demeanor.

But unfortunately, this tenderness is not love. It's just the superior's sympathy for a qualified subordinate.

The four warlocks asked with a smile, "Since you came to our house uninvited and didn't immediately get into a fight. Then there is room for negotiation. I hereby promise that as long as you let go of Lydia, let She found a comfortable place to heal and regain her health."

"I will no longer care about the death of Riens with you." He slowly took a step closer to the demon hunter, his voice was sincere and convincing, "Then there will be no enmity or favor between us, and we will be strangers to each other." People’s identities start conversations.”

"You are full of questions, and I am equally curious about you. Why does a demon hunter have all kinds of incredible abilities?"

"I love making friends with strong people."

“Let’s put aside all prejudices and dissatisfaction, maybe we can sympathize with each other and achieve cooperation.”

"Wilgefortz, do you think I'm a fool just because I'm young?" Roy refused directly. He knew that this guy was an old cunt.

"I don't believe you!"

"But you are right. Lydia is the only normal one among your subordinates." Roy stared into Wigfortz's eyes, "Skilu and Reigns are somewhat psychological. Abnormal, and this mage should be a painter. The oil paintings on these walls are all her works."

"It can be seen from her eyes that she loves you deeply. She is willing to go through fire and water for you..."

"But you never seem to respond to her." Roy looked at the warlock, using words as a weapon, expecting the other party to show a panicked smile that revealed his heart~IndoMTL.com~He was distracted, but Wei Ge couldn't help but Change color,

"Since you made the suggestion first, you have to be sincere."

"Wilgefortz, tell me the truth, have you ever loved Lydia?"

The witcher threw his second strike.

The disabled sorceress who was being controlled suddenly trembled and her breathing became rapid.

"Peeping into people's privacy is such a strange hobby."

The man's pupils shrank, he muttered and fell silent again.

The cold wind rushing in from the window passed through the hall, whistling.

Mars crackled in the fireplace.

The three faces were shadowed in the dim light.

"Witcher, Lydia is a good assistant, sensible and considerate, reliable and unselfish. I admire her and trust her."

His eyes accepted the woman’s gaze calmly,

"But that's all. I have long passed the age where my brain is controlled by love and love. And women are naturally at a lower level of species evolution and are more easily controlled by hormones..."

Lydia lowered her head, her eyes were gloomy, and her heart felt cold.

She suddenly hated this demon hunter. Wouldn't it be better to let herself admire him without knowing anything?

Why do you want to expose this beautiful illusion?

"I have more important goals."

Wilgefortz is like an idealist, with a hazy golden light on his face, "I am willing to do anything for this goal."

"Including Lydia's life. So, don't expect to use her to blackmail me to achieve unrealistic goals."

"Roy, when making a decision, look at the sky outside the window and look at the stars." Wigfortz said the famous mantra in front of the demon hunter, "Don't take the sky for granted." The stars and the reflection on the pool are mistaken."

"Don't push yourself into a situation of no return."