The Divine Hunter Chapter 27: Winning and conditions


The cool morning breeze blew away the gunpowder smoke, and the white light of dawn fell on the mottled and messy land.

"How do you feel, kid?"

Lambert patted Roy who was looking up at the sky.

He fell to the ground in ragged clothes, as quiet as a tomb.

The pale face showed a look of deep thinking, and his heart seemed to be filled with a different kind of melancholy, not like someone who had just survived a fierce battle.

"Don't worry, you won't die!" Roy took a deep breath, the pain as if his bones were falling apart eased, and his mind turned to the template

Age:18

Gender: Male

Health: 50/100 locks weakness, remaining time: 59 days, 23 hours, 50 minutes and 30 seconds

Attributes:

Strength: 5 extremely weak

Agility: 6

Physique: 10

Perception: 5

Will: 38

Charm: 10

Spirit: 6

Witcher lv14(0/16500

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300 seconds of going all out in the supreme form, in exchange for two months of weakness.

Roy smiled bitterly and sighed. The side effects were beyond imagination. There is no doubt that this can only be used as a trump card when there is no way out!

Then he felt that the rough cloak and the cold ground behind him were replaced by something soft and warm.

It was so comfortable that he couldn't help but cry out softly.

At some point, Rita Nied sat down on the grass, letting the back of his head rest comfortably on her lap. She gently massaged his temples with one warm hand, and used the slender fingers of her other hand to The tip touched the center of his brow, as if to smooth away the wrinkles and worries in his heart.

Seeing him looking back, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of the sorceress's mouth.

Only a trace of red tears could be seen vaguely beside the blue eyes, and the corners of the coral lips were stained with blood from the backlash of magic.

Just for a moment, countless holes opened in the sky, and the flames of purification poured out like rain.

Rita Nied thought everything was over, and was even mentally prepared to go to **** with the witcher.

But there are twists and turns.

Roy survived. Although he was bruised and weak, this was the best result!

Fingers like rose petals brushed his face.

Everyone lives one by one.

He kept his promise!

Triss, who came over from afar, clasped her hands in front of her belly, pursed her lips, and her red hair blew in the wind across her face that was hesitant to speak.

She accompanied Kiyaan at the sewer entrance from beginning to end, perfectly missing this series of exciting adventures.

"Roy, have you had enough of enjoying the warm and fragrant soft jade? Since you still have a few breaths, let's talk quickly. That... uh... big octopus just now is the so-called Supreme One? Idalan's crazy and obsessed monster?"

As Lambert asked, he rolled up his sleeves, slapped his mouth, and slapped the cat vulture alive in a long-leaf plantain.

He had a blushing slap mark on his face, as if he had just woken up from a long dream, and his gray-green pupils showed confusion.

Askar and Seret, who were all bald and shiny, woke up Reso, Cohen and Vesemir respectively in the same way.

Ochs, Geralt, Aiden, and Kyaan quickly put anti-magic shackles on the hands and feet of the sleeping Arzu.

"To be precise, he is the devourer of civilization, the starter of cycles...the traveler of parallel time and space."

Roy said.

"Tsk, tsk... the title is quite bluffing, but didn't you run away in despair?" Kalkstein seemed to have forgotten his previous miserable situation, squatting down, staring at Roy with eyes the size of sesame seeds. Full of Frankenstein's desire to explore and madman, "Tell me the truth, the little monster who won the battle is you. Are you related to the Supreme Being?!"

"Secret!" Roy's pupils shrank and he spoke briefly and powerfully.

For a moment, the big men looked at each other and thoughtfully scanned the nearby land, which was flooded with red magma and cracked and dented by the terrifying tentacles.

A deep ravine appeared for several miles from Maribo to this wilderness, like a dry riverbed.

What a mighty power it is. It surpasses the forbidden spell of the legendary mage, and the battlefield where tens of thousands of people confront each other is not so messy.

The demon hunters asked themselves that they couldn't even hold on for ten seconds in front of such a behemoth.

This reveals a cruel reality: this boy is driving them further and further away!

"You are clearly at an absolute disadvantage and were almost beaten to a pulp by the tentacles. How can you repel that nightmarish beast?"

Serrit asked in surprise.

Roy was silent for a moment.

Tell everyone truthfully that I have been recognized by the Supreme Being. I am no longer his shadow, but have become the new Supreme Being. One day, I will transform into a giant octopus foraging in parallel time and space?

He shook his head,

He is him, Roy, the demon hunter of the Viper School.

I have no interest in being the supreme one for at least a few hundred years.

Roy's silver-grey pupils slowly swept across the cheeks of all his companions, "I have reached a permanent peace agreement with the Supreme Being. From now on, our world will no longer be threatened by it! No! There will be a cleansing flame again!"

The Most High abandoned this space and time.

"So the trouble is completely solved, and you can go back to Elland to see those children right away?" Geralt asked uncertainly, his dark cat eyes filled with expectation.

"It's all over."

Everyone felt relieved, and there was a relaxed smile on their tense cheeks.

"He is indeed the diplomatic ambassador and chief prophet of the Brotherhood, and he quietly became the savior!" Oaks crossed his arms over his chest, his expression was proud, and he knew that this boy must be hiding a lot. Facts, but I don’t ask too much.

No matter how powerful he is, he will always be his younger brother.

"Should everyone be grateful to you?!" Lambert cleared his throat and bowed to him exaggeratedly like a bard preparing to perform, his white bald head reflecting like a mirror. , dazzling people, "There is no way to repay the kindness of saving a life. If you meet any 'fearless person' again in the future, I will take good care of your family for you!"

There was a cold snort from the crowd.

"Idiot, shut your crow mouth, do you want to die?!" Aiden grinned like a wolf and hit the guy **** the back of the head.

The latter immediately fought back!

Coral covered her red lips and giggled, winked playfully at the weak Roy, and showed a charming smile, "Hero, then I can only pledge myself to you?"

"Ahem, pay attention to the occasion, Ms. Rita, there are so many bachelors staring at you!" Seret picked up a scarlet onyx from the grass beside Roy, a total of five, "Seriously, boy, What the **** is this?"

Roy glanced and his expression became unbelievable,

The Essence of the Most High

Purpose: After swallowing it, you will ascend to the perfect world, and the best result in all parallel time and space will come to you.

As a birth ceremony, Roy recalled in a trance the spiritual transmission before the Supreme One left. I give you this time and space, them, and their wishes.

"Infinite wishing machine."

"Make a wish?" Everyone couldn't help but breathed, and their expressions became wonderful.

Serrit was shocked when he saw this, and realized the importance of this thing, and immediately stuffed all the crystals into Roy's arms.

"Is it better than Dijing?" Kalkstein's eyes immediately lit up, and he wanted to slice it into pieces and study it,

"No, the way it fulfills wishes is very unique."

Roy has always believed that there is no comparison between parallel time and space and the original world. After all, the relatives and friends living there are not the same ones as before.

"We can't use it, we have a better choice!"

People who live in the present do not need to pursue parallel time and space!

"Kid, is that appropriate?" Leisuo rubbed his bald head that looked like it had been oiled, and turned his eyes to Arzu and the four great masters, who were handcuffed by anti-magic metal and sleeping beside a tree with a crooked neck. Five agates correspond to five people. "We can't use them. Could it be that they are specially prepared for them?"

"Good question, Leisuo! Everyone, there is a difficult problem before you now." Seret raised his voice, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "How to deal with them?"

The founder of the demon hunters and the four great masters were **** by a group of juniors without any effort.

It was unimaginable in the past.

"As I say, kill a hundred!" Aiden growled, since he didn't know any of them.

No cat pie.

"The Grand Master is not a monster. It is too wasteful to do this...no less than breaking a peerless treasure with your own hands." The alchemist looked eager to try, "Why don't you solve them?"

"Win over?!" Leisuo quickly interrupted this evil idea, staring at Ivar's familiar slender horse face, and blurted out, "The purpose of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood requires the unity of all compatriots who are worthy of unity."

"For more than a hundred years, apart from traveling across the battlefield to collect souls, the Grand Master has never committed any outrageous crimes! I think they are qualified to join!"

Vesemir nodded and stroked the beard on his chin out of habit, but it only touched the air. "Everyone knows that Ivar, Aiga, and Grand Master Elam have no ill intentions towards us."

Cohen looked at Ellan with piercing eyes, scanning the goshawk tattoo on his side face and the dry black mohawk hair, "Every grand master is a moving humanoid treasure house, in their minds The knowledge, rich experience, and skillful alchemy, swordsmanship, and forging techniques will definitely benefit the Brotherhood a lot!"

"The Book of Shadows" is Elam's handwriting.

"The kids at the Temple of Meriteri will go crazy with joy knowing that they will have so many more legendary witcher teachers!"

Leso added, "The reason why the grandmasters are where they are today is for a reason. We have witnessed their tragic experiences in the past, but any normal person will collapse!"

Everyone was silent, and that vivid history emerged before their eyes.

The four great masters did not destroy the world. Instead, the world and the humans they protected betrayed and severely damaged them.

A group of idealists whose mission was to save the common people were finally defeated by the cold reality. Valley

"Just do as I say and deal with Anahad, and avenge Roy." Seret made a throat-slitting gesture and suggested with a serious expression, so serious that people didn't want to bump into him in the dark alley.

The cat vulture glared at him dissatisfiedly, and inexplicably the young boy who sold himself to the mage in order to save his family flashed through his mind.

And the scene of him standing alone with his sword in the dilapidated fortress.

The butcher of the Bear Faction has some similarities with him.

He always felt wrong about killing like this.

Roy glanced at the indifferent face with closed eyes, and a flash of fire ignited in his eyes.

The pain of being dismembered in Sintra Castle came to my heart!

Rita Nied noticed the change in his expression and immediately massaged his temples lovingly.

"As for Arzu..."

"Ahem..."

The mage in a blue robe under the dead tree coughed twice and suddenly opened his brown eyes.

Look around.

An incredible light passed by.

"Hell? Heaven?" Arzu struggled to support his body. It looked like he had worked hard for three days and three nights. His back was sore and his hands and feet were cramped. "Is it still a chaotic illusion in the body of the Supreme Being? How could I still be there? Alive?"

"Your Excellency Arzu!" The alchemist squatted in front of him, grinning and showing his yellow teeth, "Do you think the anti-magic metal shackles on your hand are counterfeit? Try casting a spell!"

"Accept the reality, the Supreme Being you longed for has fled!"

"No! No one in this time and space can stop it!"

Arzu roared in a low voice, his face so gloomy that he almost dripped water,

"The facts are before our eyes!"

Triss let out a cooing sound.

The remaining four people lying on the grass groaned and woke up one after another, with confusion in their eyes, but their strong psychological quality made them calm down quickly and understand their situation.

Lambert is condescending, arrogant and has a domineering tone,

"From now on, the five of them are prisoners of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood!"

……

"The Supreme One has already gone to the next cycle? So everything is over." Arzu said weakly after understanding the situation, with deep despair in his voice.

"Who will fulfill our wishes?"

The faces of the four great masters then became miserable, and their hearts were filled with deep frustration,

"How on earth did you do it, Roy, the supreme shadow? How can the shadow defeat the body?!"

Arzu's eyes widened nervously, his eyes were bloodshot, and he asked a question without thinking,

"But a shadow may not always be a shadow..." Roy said imperceptibly.

"Stop mumbling like a girl, you brat, speak louder!" Anahad sat up excitedly.

Bah!

A white light flashed across the air.

The bald man unceremoniously slapped the bear sect master with the back of his sword, causing him to lie down again.

"Man, be polite!"

"Roy, you are not a brat. Without him, the five of you would have become excrement in the belly of the Supreme Being!"

"What's the point of living like this?" Elan said in despair, the black mohawk hanging down languidly.

The Supreme One disappears, and the avalanche is irreversible.

"Your Excellency Elan."

Cohen took a deep breath, straightened his collar, and his three-color pupils were full of respect, "Although Teacher Kelda has passed away, there is still me in the Griffin Sect, and there is still a group of talented people in the Brotherhood! As long as you join us, we can work together to create a better future and restore the glory of the Witcher Order!"

He was so excited that he salivated, "No, it's even more glorious than that time! No mages or mobs dare to attack us anymore!"

"Otherwise they will die without a burial place!"

"I don't remember Pencil Sharpener accepting a disciple like you."

Ellan was stunned for two seconds, raised his head and looked carefully at this young man who looked honest and honest,

"It's a long story. Something happened to your "Demon Hunting Notes", which awakened Teacher Kelda from death. It wasn't until a few years ago... that he completely disappeared."

Elan's face was complicated, with a hint of regret in his relief, but he sighed again,

"You don't understand. My world has been stuck on that day forever."

……

"Teacher Aijia..." Another old voice attracted the attention of the great master of the Wolf Sect. In his eyes came a strange old man with a white face and no eyebrows.

The weathered face gave him a sense of familiarity.

"Vesemir, do you remember? I learned forging from you in Kaer Morhen!"

Ten seconds later.

"That **** who hooked up with five women in a year? You're not dead?!" Aijia turned his eyes and blurted out suddenly,

At this moment, all the demon hunters turned their attention to the Grand Master of the Wolf Sect, especially the two sorceresses, with a look in their eyes like "Master, you are such an old pervert", even if his face has already I exercised so well that I couldn’t help but smile awkwardly.

"Cough, cough...it was all a romantic affair when I was young. Now the old man has long since given up and only loves Marina, the pearl of Cowburg."

"Back to business. Master Aiga, after the catastrophe in Kaer Morhen, I was lying under a corpse and survived by luck. Kaer Morhen did not die!"

He patted Geralt, Eskar, and Lambert on the shoulders one by one. The three of them nodded to Edgar with respect in their eyes. This good old man deserves admiration, "Did you see it? All four young boys are He is your disciple!"

"Over there in the temple, there are several teenage brats who have also passed the Wolf Faction Green Grass Trial!"

"Join us, the Supreme One will be gone if he is gone!" Vesemir said emotionally, as if he had returned to his vigorous youth, his eyes sparkling, "You can work with us to rebuild Kaer Morhen and let It is revitalized and more lively and prosperous than ever!"

The expressions on Aiga's simple face changed.

……

"You **** old man! You really know how to hide, let us find you easily!"

Ochs rubbed his fist, as if he was always ready to hit the teacher with a right hook on the face that he hadn’t seen for a long time, "Leave the three of us without a word! Hide and be happy by yourself?!"

"Happy ass! Can't you understand my good intentions?! Isn't this to solve the threat of the Wild Hunt?" Ivar Evil Eyes glanced at Leitho, Oaks, and Seret, and said the most vicious words Then, a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, like an old naughty boy, "How dare these three idiots do the following, why don't you untie the shackles!"

Lesuo narrowed his eyes, with a hint of complaint in his tone, "You should continue to enjoy yourself as a punishment for abandoning your comrades! By the way, let me introduce it grandly."

The carrot-thick finger pointed at the young witcher who was lying comfortably in the sorceress's arms.

"Roy, the demon hunter of the Viper School, is one of us!"

"I saw him in Sintra Castle!" Ivar Zhongroy nodded, admiration flashed in his unpredictable eyes, "Young, highly skilled, affectionate and righteous, and able to transcend positions. Go home! It’s much more useful than the three of you who only drink and sleep with women all day long!”

Triss on the other side had a complex expression when she heard this, and her red hair curled up at the temples. It was these bad guys who had washed away her memory, and she has not been able to recover to this day!

"Trash, even more glorious than you, an old guy who abandoned the academy!" Oakes immediately sneered, but the corners of his mouth grinned happily.

"Ivar, think about it, there is no need to ask for help from the Supreme Being to deal with the Wild Hunt!" Leitho looked directly into the terrifying evil eyes and said loudly, "Sooner or later, the Witcher Brotherhood will have to go to war with those people. The traffickers are here to play!"

Ivar lowered his head and looked at the shackles between his hands.

Ochs had a loud voice and looked around, "Everyone, look forward, take a long-term view, and don't dwell on the miserable past forever!"

"The Demon Hunter Brotherhood is the general trend~IndoMTL.com~is the future!"

……

Anahad, who was deliberately ignored by everyone, tightened his face and his expression became darker.

Squat on the ground and contract your shoulders, tense your muscles, and assume a defensive posture.

"Where is Idalan?" Arzu asked, his voice dull and weak, like a dying person,

"Being smashed into a pulp by the tentacles of the Supreme Being," Geralt shook his head, "We didn't even have time to do anything."

Arzu sighed, his brows as cold as winter, and suddenly turned to Roy.

"He's dead again. Boy, kill me."

"What did you say?"

Everyone’s hearts trembled.

"Kill me, devour me." The pale cheek was full of despair, and the grief in his voice surged like a tide, "Without the Supreme, there would be no chance to see Liliana again, and no chance to realize the dream of Teacher Cosimo. What’s the point of living if you don’t have your last wish?”

A hundred years of planning fell short at this moment.

He lowered his head, no longer expecting anything.

"Death in your hands, I can still make some contribution."

For a moment, it was like a cold wind whistling past, extinguishing the enthusiasm in everyone's hearts.

Roy stood up with the help of the sorceress and showed Arzu the Essence of the Supreme Being in his hand.

Under the light of the morning sun, the agate's cryptocrystalline texture shines brightly.

"Without the Supreme Being, this thing can still help you ascend to the 'perfect world'."

"This is?"

"A gift from the Most High."

Perhaps the Supreme One still remembers the four great masters who spent hundreds of years in water and fire, working tirelessly to feed them.

"What do you want!" Arzu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and the light of hope rekindled in his eyes was frighteningly bright!

Roy's eyes slowly scanned the enthusiastic faces of the five prisoners.

"I want all your knowledge, collections, and treasures, including the magic bottle that seals the Dijing!"


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