The Divine Hunter Chapter 26: Wandering
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"Whoosh—"
Guweixir swung through the air and knocked away an arrow that was shot.
In an instant, four Nilfgaardian soldiers separated from the black tide and attacked Roy. The long swords they waved and the sun pattern on the black armor on their chests reflected golden light.
Roy ignored him and stood up like a gecko on the wall, stepping on the side walls of the valley and circling along the edge of the battlefield where the two armies faced each other.
Whoosh——
A few crossbow arrows fell behind him, shattering the wall and causing rubble to roll down, but not even a single hair on his body was touched.
Roy, who was running against the wall, touched his chest to gain the golden amulet of lightness and looked around the battlefield.
The black and blue armies, like two huge beasts entrenched at the mouth of the valley, fought fiercely for control of the entire valley, leaving countless blood and corpses behind every collision.
……
Everything happened so suddenly that he could not predict whether it was because of his series of interference and "spoilers" that the battle of Manada actually started half a year in advance.
The plans of the Witcher Brotherhood were completely disrupted.
Geralt rushed alone to the city of Sintra, which had not been affected by the war, to pick up Ciri.
And he could only bring the life-saving amulet made from coral, accompany Jielong into the battlefield of Manada, and split up to search for Elan.
……
"Huh..." He slipped from the side wall, stepping on the wet grass and a pool of blood, and breathed heavily.
Immediately, several pairs of bloodshot pupils locked onto him from a distance.
Several sword-carrying soldiers from Cintra and Nilfgaard noticed the uninvited guest on the battlefield——
Wearing a tight gray cloak, a huge black hood covered his forehead, and even a black mask covering most of his face, revealing only a pair of shining vertical pupils!
If you dress up sneakily and hide your head, you will be ignored by others if you don't pay attention.
A black-armored soldier suddenly rushed out of the Nilfgaardian army formation, holding the long sword in both hands above his head, and struck at him with thunderous force.
Roy's eyebrows perked up, but he stopped running away. He took three ghostly steps forward and turned his body half a circle to avoid the attack.
An extremely fast white light flashed across.
No one among the soldiers saw his movements clearly, and the black-armored soldier fell to the ground on his back without saying a word. One of his eyes was wet and dark under the gap in his helmet.
"Shua——"
Roy rushed towards the second soldier who was alone, and Gurwishir thrust forward. The latter blocked his sword in front of him, but missed it, leaving a gap in his neck.
The third Nilfgaardian soldier slashed at his shoulder, but was kicked in the chest. His body flew out and hit his companions who were rushing behind him. He then rebounded and fell to the ground, and the vigorous blood was sprinkled with dark coldness. armor.
Waiting for the witcher to take a breath,
The fourth, the fifth...the eighth, five soldiers in full armor in a row, wielding long swords and maces to overturn him with saturated attacks.
Roy rotated his body like a top, leaping lightly, surrounded by the light of the sword and the sound of the sharp blade breaking through the air.
Quen's seal on his body was shattered in almost a second.
A few clumps of blood soaked out from under the cloak.
But his movements remained unchanged.
Guweixir reflects the dazzling sunlight and composes a song of blood that is as light as a feather and stops in an instant.
The two black-armored soldiers retreated backwards, covering the horrific wounds under their broken armors, and knelt forward, their heads drooping, their young faces under the flying-wing helmets stained red with blood.
The next second, the remaining three black-armored soldiers were hit by swords in the neck and chin. They fell in a pool of blood and curled up like a wild dog. Blood sprayed from the aorta to Roy's calves and knees.
"Kill Nilfgaardian soldiers*8, experience value +160, demon hunter lv10 (1400/8500)"
"Huh..." Roy shook his wrist to shake off the flesh and blood residue on the steel sword, arched his back and took a deep breath.
There is a huge difference between the soldiers on the battlefield and ordinary swordsmen. They seem to be crazy and only attack but not defend. They act purely by killing instinct and are protected by armor. Even if their physical fitness is not that of ordinary demon hunters, in a moment There are also some things that are too much to bear.
The soldiers of Cintra with the three lions badge on a blue background finally recognized that this was a powerful "comrade". Seeing his great power, their morale was lifted and they roared towards the infinite Nilfgaard's mortal enemy.
"Tap!"
The hoofbeats of the war horses were like thunder, and several Nilfgaardian riders noticed something unusual and suddenly charged.
"Whoosh—"
The blade of the sword was switched to a hand crossbow, and Roy pulled the trigger. The small crossbow arrow accurately penetrated the head of the knight at the front, and a large hole was made in the helmet and skull.
The whole person seemed to hit a wall during a high-speed sprint, was thrown backwards, fell heavily into the team, and knocked down several soldiers.
The war horse that lost its owner rushed out of the battlefield.
Another black horse has already rushed nearby. The knight on the horse is wearing heavy black armor, and the spear tip standing on the chest is shining. The horse is also wearing black armor, like a steel fortress moving at a terrifying speed!
This time Roy did not retreat but advanced.
Leaping forward towards the knight, Guweixir raised his head above his head and slashed in the air from top to bottom.
"Shua——"
The six runes on the sword were all extinguished.
A vertical **** sword energy more than two meters long emerged from the blade and chopped the air.
Suddenly, the spear broke, and a blood line was opened in the middle of the skulls of the knight and the horse. Their bodies were neatly divided into two halves like butter cut by a hot knife, and steaming blood and internal organs fell to the ground.
The witcher passed through them and stood firmly on the wreckage, his eyes as cold as knives as he looked around.
The sword energy not only cut away the knight, but also divided the two black-armored soldiers behind him into corpses before dissipating into the air.
For a moment, the soldiers who saw this **** scene were shocked, and then a terrifying counterattack broke out!
Several captains led the soldiers under their command to turn around and rushed towards the demon hunter with eyes wide open.
Before that, a violent storm of crossbow arrows first covered the area where he was.
But they all came to nothing.
"Whoosh—"
The bowstring vibrates.
Roy's body disappeared in place.
A flash appeared hundreds of meters away, on a duckbill rock on the edge of the valley cliff.
No one can notice this extremely hidden location.
"Hiss—" Cold sweat dripped from Roy's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and pulled out the crossbow arrows from his thighs and shoulder blades. What's terrible is that the two crossbow arrows actually have vicious barbs.
If just cutting off the arrow shaft would greatly affect the movement, after pulling it out, a small piece of his flesh and blood would be taken away, revealing a gap like a baby's mouth.
"Gulu gulu..." Roy grinned and sipped from a bottle of swallow. Dense black blood vessels appeared on his temples and forehead beside the mask.
A faint chill filled the wound, and the four star-shaped runes that Gu Weisier had just formed disappeared.
The healing white light covered the wound, and the coolness completely overwhelmed the pain.
Roy reluctantly bandaged the wound.
He continued to drink Patui's magic potion, thunder, and Hekna decoction, and the swollen facial blood vessels further squirmed, like black vines growing wantonly.
He just squatted on the duckbill rock with a ferocious face, overlooking the entire battlefield...
The battle between Cintra and Nilfgaard has become fierce, and the mile-long battle line is extremely stalemate.
The mutilated corpses and the struggling and wailing wounded people spurted out large amounts of blood, dyeing the entire green valley red.
The red land is thousands of miles away, just like purgatory on earth.
Nilfgaard's attack is still far from showing signs of weakness.
The whereabouts of Elan, whom he sought so diligently, are still unknown.
"Cintra, let me finally do something for you."
……
Roy's actions became more cautious, and he only searched for targets on the periphery of the battlefield. Once a Nilfgaardian soldier discovered him and moved closer to him, he would preemptively kill the opponent with a crossbow.
After being strengthened many times, Gabriel has amazing penetration and range. Coupled with the lethality bonus of Slaughter and Specialization, it is enough to break through armor within a hundred meters.
Fire every 0.4 seconds, making it look like a scythe swung by the **** of death.
If you vibrate the string at most twice, one person will die.
The demon hunters come and go like the wind. They can always flash and shift positions in time before being surrounded, and continue to harass the flanks of the Nilfgaardian army.
When one-tenth of the crossbow arrows in stock were consumed, and most of the magic power was used up, fifty black-armored soldiers died under the arrows.
Finally someone caught this lone shooter wandering around the edge of the battlefield!
"Bang!"
Orange flames spanned the air. Without warning, a fireball exploded behind him!
"Boom!"
Helio's seal was instantly broken!
Roy's entire body was blown away by the powerful thrust of the explosion, and he fell forward with his mouth full of mud.
"This is——"
A purple electric arc plowed open the ground and hit his position!
He rolled hastily to the ground to avoid the electric shock, but immediately felt his body sinking, as if his hands and feet were shackled.
Across from him, there was a group of black-armored soldiers.
Several warlocks in black cloaks were shining with magical light, their hands were flexibly drawing complex gestures, and they were bombarding the demon hunters almost without stopping!
Several fireballs will explode the space in front, behind, left, and right of him into chaos.
The broken limbs, soil, blood foam, and flying dust clouds on the corpse obscured the guy's figure.
……
Fringilla Weige stood in the center of the mage team, her green eyes staring at the dust cloud with a little panic, the lightning in her hand ready to be fired, her perfect figure completely covered by the black cloak.
She panted heavily, and the all-pervasive noise and **** smell on the battlefield was like a steel needle pricking her brain, making her miserable.
She is fed up with this evil, cruel war.
But she couldn't back away.
Emperor Emhyr once asked all the sorcerers of Nilfgaard to make a simple choice: serve their country unconditionally, or die in prison.
As a sorceress serving in the Principality of Toussaint, Fringilla Vigo was unable to resist.
She was sent to the front line to do her most hated and dirty job as an executioner.
This does not allow her to be soft-hearted and merciless. Maybe she will die!
From the moment she left the Amer Pass to the present, she and the magic of several of her colleagues have been almost unstoppable.
Until now.
The ghost-like shooter in a gray cloak shot and killed dozens of Nilfgaardians in a horrifying manner. His agility was beyond human.
Several mages have been staring at him for a long time and finally seized the opportunity!
"This is——"
Electricity, strong wind, and hail continued to hit the figure, magic bombarded the ground, swords clashed, and roars were heard!
Click!
The man was crushed by the torrent of magic power, but his body did not spatter a drop of blood, but dissipated in the air like foam.
Illusion?
The warlocks were shocked.
"Whoosh—"
There was an imperceptible sound of the bow string vibrating, and the crossbow arrow flew into the defensive formation across the air. Under the flying wing helmet, a man fell to the ground with a ball of blood exploding from his eye socket!
Another figure in ragged clothes and unkempt face suddenly stood on his corpse, bowing his waist and knees, revealing white and sharp teeth in his mostly damaged mask, and his heterochromatic pupils shone with cold light.
Raise your hand!
A dream-colored glass jar detonated in the black armored army!
"Bang!"
The ground shook violently, and the fire and explosions soaring into the sky drowned most of the team!
Amidst the shrill wails, a dozen Pyromen rushed out of the army, rushed into the battlefield and rolled on the ground! The infantrymen from unknown sides rushed forward and waved their swords to give them a good blow!
……
But Wei Ge in the crowd just swayed and quickly regained his composure, just like her,
The powerful magic shield blocked the burning and explosion caused by the alchemy bomb, and all six warlocks were unscathed.
In the thick smoke that has not yet dissipated, the southern warlocks immediately and instinctively drew up the magic shield again.
"Click!"
The second glass jar shattered.
White smoke filled with fine stardust enveloped the two warlocks who were close to each other.
Anti-magic metal dust penetrates their bodies and freezes their magic.
The two people maintained a look of horror on their faces, one of them instinctively rubbed the ring on his left index finger,
A ghostly shadow suddenly flashed behind them.
"Bang!"
A scorching halo of flames rippled under the mage's feet, and Roy was severely bounced away!
But he was still in mid-air, so he still drew his fingers together, and Arondette slashed forward with force!
"Shua——"
The domineering and unparalleled **** sword energy flew far away, splitting flesh and bones with force.
The two mages were chopped in half, their intestines and internal organs fell to the ground, and two pale faces were exposed from the damaged hoods.
After the blow, Roy knelt on one knee, muddy sweat and blood dripping down his chin, his whole body was exhausted, his expression was dazed, and he was stiff for a moment.
The other two mages immediately hugged and beat him severely.
One person launched an air bomb, sending him flying backwards into the air.
A pillar of fire roared out from the other man's hands and swept towards the witcher, hissing flames scorching the air.
Roy pulled the trigger at the last moment, following the arrows, dodging the flames and flashing behind the nearest mage.
The arrow penetrated the magic shield, and the accompanying dizziness caused the sorceress to stumble. The wind blew away her hood and silky blond hair, revealing a young and beautiful face.
The witcher's long sword swung in front of her.
There was a hint of pleading and fear in her beautiful eyes.
"Shua—"
The world is spinning.
At the end of her life, she caught a glimpse of a headless corpse with blood spurting from its neck.
……
When Roy saw the remaining three surviving mages raising their hands to him again, they immediately rolled their heavy bodies to the ground. The roar and sound of crossbow arrows exploded in his ears.
My right shoulder hurts like pins and needles.
The whistling wind came, and five long swords greeted him at the vital points around him.
The attack suddenly stopped.
Tentacles dripping with blood emerged from the pool of blood at the Demon Hunter's feet.
One pounce and one entanglement.
The five black-armored soldiers suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, and illusions suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. The enemies who had just died in their hands seemed to have turned into demon spirits, and screamed and hugged their bodies.
Bite their flesh and soul.
As soon as they let go, the weapon fell to the ground, and they froze in place and trembled!
All kinds of situations happen in less than a second!
Roy stood up in the jungle of swords, and at the same time instinctively pulled the trigger and struck with a flash.
The air rippled, and the silver sword drew a graceful arc in mid-air.
A warlock's head fell to the ground.
There are two mages left.
The black tide of cavalry and infantry quickly moved closer to protect the precious caster here.
There is still a chance!
Thunder exploded, and the warlock threw another flash of light.
The ground where Roy was standing fell apart, revealing a large crater, and he flashed to the penultimate mage. A halo of resistance pushed him away.
But the **** octopus summoned by the shock was already tightly wrapped around the mage's body.
The demon hunter swung his sword, and Arondette was unable to resist as if he was summoned by death, and chopped off his head easily.
The last mage is left.
The emerald green eyes under the cloak flashed with extreme shock and fear, and her pretty face was as white as snow flakes. Before this, Fringilla Vigo never believed that there was such a person in the world, who could kill one by one against six Harvesting the lives of six mages was still protected by dozens of soldiers.
But his eyes, his skills, his mysterious and flashing ability, and his surprisingly powerful hand crossbow without any pause, didn't look like a human being at all.
"Devil!"
She tightened her grip on the amulet around her neck and muttered.
My heart was desolate, it seemed too desperate, and I didn't take any action.
Roy rushed to her as quickly as a devil and raised his sword!
The blade fell and struck the air.
It was only a few inches away from Wei Ge's neck.
Roy shook his head in disbelief, his tired and sleepy brain hesitated for a quarter of a second.
"Whoosh—" A crossbow arrow struck from behind and penetrated his shoulder.
"Bang!"
The flames jumped in Wei Ge's palm, blowing him away, revealing charred flesh and blood on his chest.
A Nilfgaardian rider charged forward, swung his sword and struck him in the neck.
He seemed doomed.
However, twisted ripples appeared in the air. The knight suddenly tightened the reins, and the horse raised its front hooves and neighed. A group of soldiers and Wei Ge looked at each other in confusion. The man who killed dozens of soldiers and five noble warlocks— —It just disappeared into the air in such a weird way.
This time, he didn't even pull the trigger.
……
The next second, a ragged demon hunter appeared hundreds of meters away, lying limply on a protruding rock on the cliffside of the Manada Valley, as violent as a thirsty fish. And gasping weakly.
Gulfen Griffin rushed over and licked the blood-stained side of his master's face affectionately.
And his health and magic values have quietly dropped by less than ten percent, and there are at least twenty horrific wounds all over his body, including cheeks - burns, electric shock injuries, shock injuries, cuts with sharp weapons, flying lion monsters The armor and silent cloak were completely scrapped——
"Almost." Roy's heterochromatic pupils were full of fear. He had never suffered so many injuries before. This was just a joke on the outside of the battlefield.
If he entered the center of the battlefield, he would probably have been swallowed up by the cavalry.
"Activate!"
"Gluttony!"
"Shua——" The two healing skills took effect at the same time~IndoMTL.com~In an instant, Roy's health and magic values, which were on the verge of drying up, were raised to 90% and 60%.
Shallow wounds will itch and scab immediately.
Medium injuries, such as penetrating arrow wounds, were instantly reduced to minor injuries with only a **** mouth left.
Roy closed his eyes for a moment and felt that he had just killed five warlocks and a dozen soldiers in one battle. The experience value has reached lv10 (3800/8500)
He jumped up.
Twist the neck and limb joints to move the muscles.
The fighting spirit was rekindled in his eyes.
"Calanthe, East, Ciri, I can only do so much for you."
In fact, if those mages hadn't been chasing him fiercely, he wouldn't have risked his life to kill them.
"I don't know what's going on with Jielong?" He stared at the battlefield below, a trace of worry appeared on his face, and then activated the communication crystal in his arms.