The Divine Hunter Chapter 16: Visenna
Night.
A guest room in Mayena.
The bright moonlight filtering through the window revealed a figure sitting cross-legged on the bed.
A bizarre world of meditation.
The demon hunter's soul lay on the ground, his head, neck, chest, abdomen, and thighs squirming one after another, like a buffalo that had just climbed up from the pond and shook off the mud on its fur.
Pieces of delicate and tough pitch-black scales drilled out of his skin as he moved, covering his entire body.
Blinking increases several times.
The limbs were deformed, the muscles were bulging, and hook-like sharp nails sprouted from the ends of the toes. The arms were torn apart by invisible forces, extruding two pairs of deformed bone bags, swelling and splitting, and a pair of bones stretched out. Dark wings.
Such a huge movement.
The demon hunter looked calm.
He already has rich experience in soul sublimation.
The facial contour protrudes forward to form a slender dragon's head, with barbs protruding from the chin, and a pair of horns that curve backwards protrude from both sides of the forehead.
Soon, the demon hunter's soul completely transformed into the form of the dragon Alduin - shaped like a mountain, covered with tough scales and spikes as black as night, with two obtuse angles on the long and narrow head curving back, thick and thick. His lower jaw opened to reveal sharp interlocking teeth, and his pupils were as cold as ice, but sparkling with scarlet light.
"Vos!"
The roar of the dragon tore through the silence of the meditative world.
Through the endless black night sky.
At this moment, the colorful elemental particles gathered around him like cats that smelled fishy smell, pouring in crazily, quickly replenishing their magic power and physical energy.
Not far away, the four large groups of light hovering in the sky seemed to be pulled closer to him by invisible hands.
Chaos energy is like four dazzling halos, surrounding the elemental plane and circulating in circles.
The demon hunter felt something in his heart. At this moment, as long as he wanted to, he could enter the four elemental planes in the form of a dragon soul and see the four legendary world spirits.
But he didn't act rashly.
"Lucky Man" gave him a strong warning, so he planned to accumulate enough experience for an upgrade to prepare for a full recovery before setting off.
It is worth mentioning that since killing the dragon Myrmenir in Skyrim.
Roy observed the dragon's complete skeleton in detail, absorbed a large amount of dragon blood, received the blessing of dragon blood, and swallowed one-third of the dragon soul.
To a certain extent, he has captured the characteristics of the dragon, and the process of sublimating his soul into a dragon soul has become unusually fast.
After returning to the world of the witcher, in addition to practicing the magic seals every night, Roy's daily meditation time has also become a regular project of sublimating the soul, and he has been doing it for more than half a month now.
He has confirmed that...the process of sublimating the soul into a dragon soul is an extremely effective exercise method that can slowly increase the strength of the soul.
After training during this period, the cooldown time of Dragon Roar, Unyielding Strength, and Power has been reduced by a few seconds from 21 minutes.
The rewards don’t stop there.
The seals that I practice crazily and hard every day in the world of meditation have also made progress.
The Witcher's Seal lv3→lv4.
In addition, after a long period of actual combat accumulation, the swordsmanship and crossbow shooting that had been stagnant for a long time finally achieved a breakthrough——
Long Sword Specialization lv2 → lv3: You have mastered the basics of long sword swordsmanship. When using weapons such as long swords and half-hand swords, your strength, agility, and physical attributes will be increased by 10% → 15%. It allows you to parry, block, dodge and attack more quickly and accurately in close combat.
You can actively activate this ability, and the bonus effect will be doubled, but the physical energy consumption will also be doubled. This state will last for at least 30 seconds. )
This basic ability, combined with soul characteristic protection, improves melee attributes by 25%.
……
Crossbow Specialization lv2→lv3 (After thousands of shootings, you have further mastered the use of long-range weapons, crossbows and crossbows. When you use similar weapons, your shooting accuracy, effective range, power and penetration will be better. Penetration will receive a 10%→15% bonus.
You can actively activate this ability, and the shooting bonus effect is doubled, but the physical energy consumption is also doubled, and your own movement speed is halved. This state lasts for at least 30 seconds. )
……
Meditation is undoubtedly a treasure skill.
Roy has other ideas surrounding it.
When he was in the Skyrim Province, he transformed into a dragon soul in the world of meditation, and then he was able to explore the underground far away from the light world. Then he felt the legendary earth bones and glimpsed the creation of the Holy Spirit from the earth bones. Scene - Successfully master the way of dragon roar.
He was curious.
In the witcher world, if you stay away from the four elemental planes and explore underground, can you find existences similar to earth bones, such as traces of the creator of the witcher world?
Unfortunately, many of his recent attempts have ended in failure. No matter in dragon soul form or demon hunter form, he cannot sink into the ground. A natural invisible barrier keeps him out.
He was thinking——
The light realm of Skyrim corresponds to the four elemental planes of the Demon Hunter world, providing magic to the world at all times.
The earth bones in Skyrim correspond to the untrodden core and crust of the earth in the Witcher world.
So he has to find an ancient creature corresponding to the dragon and sublimate his soul to "it" in order to successfully enter the center of the demon hunter world.
What should "it" be?
Roy's first feeling was that it was a world spirit that had existed since ancient times and controlled the elements.
Waiting for him to have the opportunity to come into contact with the djinn, efreets, water elves, or earth spirits, observe their morphological characteristics, enslave or even kill one.
He will try to sublimate his soul to the world spirit.
Discover the underground secrets of the Witcher world.
……
"Huh..."
White light shines through the wooden fence window.
A faint smile appeared on Roy's face after a night of meditation practice.
He enjoys this fulfilling feeling of slowly improving his strength.
He casually picked up Alondette from his lap and rubbed it carefully and tenderly, while Xuerui's silver bell-like smile rang in his ears.
The sword belt was wrapped around his back.
At the end of the bed, two little guys were huddled together and sleeping soundly, like fur **** that were constantly contracting and expanding.
Golfin transformed into a palm-sized rat monkey, riding on Xiao Hei's neck, clinging to him like an octopus, burying his head in the black dog's mane, using it as a warm blanket.
Ever since Xiao Hei joined this big family, he has been bullied by the Gorfen every day. As an apex predator, the griffin can easily overwhelm this little puppy even if it is in a cute state.
Golfen will share his joy with his master every day when he is bullied by him.
Shua——
Putting the two little beasts into his hood, Roy glanced at the floor in the room. The time pointed to eight o'clock.
He strode out of the inn and headed to the refugee camp. Today was the day when the Druid visited the clinic.
Important witness Mato was persuaded and willing to cooperate with him, and a rough plan was formed in his mind.
All it takes is a druid with some weight to clear the way!
……
In the morning, a harmonious scene appeared in the west of the refugee camp, which used to be noisy, noisy, and ready to explode like a powder keg.
The refugees behaved uncharacteristically.
Dozens of people lined up quietly, some with bandages on their arms and heads, some coughing non-stop, some holding their chests and wailing...
"Boy, are you new here?" The lame man who was sitting upright on a low bench next to the queue threw a lump of mud and hit a young man holding his stomach in an attempt to jump in the queue.
"Do you understand the rules? Get behind me and line up for me! Don't act wild here!"
Being scolded by a lame old man, the young man obviously lost his temper and cursed viciously, refusing to move his feet.
Then, five men suddenly walked out of the team and gathered around him.
The eyes flashed dangerously, and the hands were ready to warn,
"Doctors' territory, only critically ill patients are eligible to jump in the queue! Your injury is still a long way from being healed, how about we help you?"
The young man shrank his neck, immediately surrendered, and retreated to the end of the line without saying a word.
This is just a trivial episode.
Old cripples and refugees took it upon themselves to maintain law and order, and the team became orderly.
The patients looked towards the hillside at the end from time to time, their eyes filled with hope.
An old white tent sits there, glowing with vitality.
The witcher observed for a moment, then walked to the end of the line and stood in line honestly.
Probably the doctors in the tent were very skilled, and everyone had minor injuries, so the queue was not slow. An hour later, Roy walked to the tent.
When passing by the old lame man, this guy winked at him.
"Goodbye, doctor, Ms. Eugenie, Sabria, and Patri, thank you! May Lebioda bless you!"
A young man with a cane and a white bandage wrapped around his left calf walked out of the tent and waved behind him gratefully.
The demon hunter's eyes narrowed, and there was actually a bow tied on his bandage. He didn't know who the genius was.
As soon as he lowered his head and got into the triangular opening of the tent, a woman's voice rang out.
"Newcomer!"
"Madam, just ask."
"Bring me a No. 1 scalpel. Don't forget to disinfect it. You'll need it later!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
The air was filled with the smell of rotten flesh and blood, the smell of alcohol, and the strong aroma of herbal plants - Roy moved his nose, mint, datura root, buttongrass...
He saw an operating table as white as snow, and a bucket under the table contained foul-smelling biological waste.
A pile of surgical equipment, made of steel, spotless.
Next to it are a heating furnace, bandages, and braces.
A female doctor and three female assistants from the refugee camp are busy around the equipment.
The blond widow Younig's movements were obviously jerky and her nose was sweating with urgency, while the other two women were experienced and handled things much more quickly.
As for the female doctor, she is tall and wearing a neutral green robe, which is completely different from the Druid in Roy's memory who was decorated with animal fur or plants,
The hair color is red with orange like cinnabar, the face is thin, fair and delicate, the nose is small, the chin is slender, and the big green eyes are wise and calm, like a quiet forest.
Her face was delicate and delicate, her skin was delicate and supple, but her facial features gave Roy a sense of familiarity.
He looks 50 or 60% similar to the white-haired guy who was imprisoned.
Roy looked at her with deep eyes,
Visenna
Age: 240
Gender: Female
Identity: Druid, Warlock, Physician
Life: 140
Magic power: 220
Attributes:
Strength: 10
Agility: 13
Physique: 14
Perception: 13
Will: 10
Charm: 18
Spirit: 22
Skills:
Source of Law (Passive)
Breath of All Things LV8: Druid relies on his extraordinary perception to communicate with animals and plants at a spiritual level - calming restless beasts and plants, promoting their healthy growth, or guiding them to attack.
Exorcism lv4: Consume moderate magic power to allow the power of nature to protect the target, temporarily strengthen its body, and enable it to automatically recover from weak diseases such as coughs, fevers, and colds.
Sky Controller LV8, Wild Incarnation LV4, Rejuvenation LV10, Alchemy LV10, Meditation LV9, Stick Weapon Specialization LV8, Bow Specialization LV10, Fireball LV8, Fire Storm LV5, Portal LV8...
……
It's her!
Roy was shocked and quietly clenched his fists.
Geralt’s mother is indeed in the Druid Circle next to Mayena!
The woman felt the gaze and turned around. Her eyes stayed on him for about two seconds, and she was keenly aware of the chaotic energy fluctuating on his body.
Coupled with a slender and lean body shape.
Can't be wrong.
Her pupils locked for a moment, the intense light flashed away, and she quickly returned to calm.
"Witcher, you look healthy."
Her voice is clear and sweet, but her tone is cold and alienating.
"Why are you blocking the door when you're not sick?" The woman packed up the surgical tools, "You should go, call the next patient in, don't waste time."
"Mr. Oakes, we meet again!" At this time, Yunig's clear voice rang out. She put down the bandage and scalpel in her hand, took off her gloves, and wiped her hands on the back of her apron. It's not too early or too late. The ground came over to relieve the witcher.
"Do you know him?"
"Madam, he is the person I mentioned to you!" Unig did not bother and told the witcher's noble deeds again.
His blond hair was tucked behind his ears, and his bright eyes kept scanning towards the witcher to convey his gratitude.
I explained again and again that I would come to work in the tent to earn some money, and the children would be temporarily taken care of by fellow villagers.
After hearing this, Vesenna's eyes softened as she looked at the witcher.
"Since Lord Oakes is willing to lend a helping hand to a group of penniless women, I'll give you a chance. Tell me, what do you do for me? I don't remember posting any commissions on the bulletin board."
The woman put down the emerald green potion in her hand, and Roy felt the badge on his chest tremble slightly. The potion had been magical.
"Ms. Visenna, this is a pure misunderstanding. Witchers don't just accept commissions, just like druids don't just take care of beasts and oak trees!"
The tent suddenly became audible, and it was quiet for five seconds.
"Witcher, did I tell you my name?" Her voice became cold and her eyes were full of scrutiny.
A rich magical aura glowed under the green robe.
The other two women looked surprised.
They assisted the female doctor for several months without knowing her real name.
How do you know this sudden man?
The corners of Roy's mouth are slightly curved~IndoMTL.com~This is the effect he wants,
"It's a coincidence that your appearance is similar to a good friend of mine, and he happened to mention his mother's name. I just tried it, and it seems that I guessed it right."
Witcher?
Mother?
The woman looked stunned, then her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face changed drastically.
Roy's words seemed to greatly stimulate her.
Several people in the tent noticed that her red hair draped over her shoulders was trembling slightly, and her face was so pale that it was distressing. She was so nervous that even her lips began to tremble.
"What's your friend's name?" Her clear voice became hoarse and weak, and this question seemed to consume all her strength.
Roy smiled respectfully at the female doctor,
"He comes from Kaer Morhen, studied under the great master of the Wolf Faction Vesemir, and is called Geralt of Rivia! I want to confirm one thing - do you remember him?"