The Divine Hunter Chapter 9: Stay

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West of Beauclair and south of the palace courtyard.

The four demon hunters walked along the "Cave of Trial" by the clear river, swam through the pool shrouded in white mist, and entered a dimly lit cave with jagged rocks on all sides, and strips of withered yellow hanging from the ceiling. The vines are as terrifying as the tentacles of a demon.

Continuing forward, we drilled a deep hole and entered a spacious hall. The fog became thicker and a strange smell filled the air, making people slightly dizzy.

And in the mist, several graceful figures were posing - naked beauties with hot bodies, sitting on the wet and cold moss ground, smiling like silver bells, looking at these people in a charming way Ground hook.

Leso, Oakes, and Kian held the trembling pendant and tensed their bodies for a moment.

It is impossible for such an inaccessible cave to have such stunning beauty appear inexplicably.

"She looks like a vampire." The bald man analyzed with a straight face. He quickly sketched Helio and Quinn with his left hand. Golden light and dark light covered the body as strong as a troll.

He shook his wrist and made a sword dance.

"No wonder you two retreated when faced with difficulties last time!"

Last time when Roy was still in Vizima, Oaks and Serret had crossed Mount Amel and came to Toussaint to look for the blueprint of the flying lion monster and enter this "Cave of Testing".

If they had to **** five vampire women, they would only be sucked into each other and fucked.

Even now, when several demon hunters join forces, it is still extremely dangerous.

"Do you want to come?" Oakes swallowed, and Keyan's scarlet pupils were full of fear.

Roy shook his head. During his observation, although there was a surge of magic power, those so-called vampire women could not provide him with any effective information at all.

This shows——

He took out a bottle of Orioles and drank it down. Earthworm-like veins crawled out of his handsome cheeks, and the vision disappeared immediately...

"What are you doing, kid?"

Then everyone was surprised to see the young demon hunter strutting up to the edge of the fog, outlining the five fingers of his left hand, the red talisman glowing, and flying into the fog with Igni Fury.

"Boom!"

The fire soared into the sky, instantly igniting the dense gas in the cave, and several beauties were reduced to ashes along with the mist.

Roy turned around, smiled happily, and hooked his hand at everyone.

"Illusion?" Ox's rough face turned red with shame. Last time he and Seret, two experienced snake sects, were forced to retreat by an illusion. It was a great shame and humiliation!

The crowd followed closely and walked up.

In the dark and winding cave, climb up the **** and enter the second hall.

The surroundings are still filled with hazy hallucinogenic gas.

Roy, who was immune to the poison of Oriole after drinking it, cleared the way in front, while the remaining three people observed from behind and experienced various levels of the Cave of Trials - one after another they saw beggars kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy.

Roy used an Igni to pity him.

Then it was the turn of several Qiqimo engineers to besiege the man.

Tables of delicacies and boxes of gold and silver jewelry.

Everything was reduced to nothing under the flames.

"The Cave of Trials is a bit famous." Leisuo communicated with several companions, and the illusions in their eyes were almost exactly the same...and these illusions were quite particular.

"Vampire women are a test of beauty."

"Begging is a test of compassion."

"Qi Qi Mo is a test of courage."

“Treasures from mountains and seas and gold, silver and jewelry are tests of greed.”

“Once you are confused and addicted, you will never be able to turn over. Only by moving forward unswervingly can you reach the end.”

At the end of the cave, on the edge of a stone platform, everyone saw their last fantasy——

An old man wearing a canvas robe, white beard and white hair, with wise and kind eyes, sat cross-legged and fell into meditation.

"Oh my God! This guy looks like the legendary prophet Lebioda, but he has been dead for hundreds of years. This is impossible!"

Ox marveled.

And Roy walked directly towards him, and the old man stood up and seemed to want to explain a few words to him.

However, there are no words, only eyes.

Obviously it is just an illusion, but the changes in his eyes are like a real person, with encouragement and relief that touches people's hearts.

If it were an ordinary person, he might really think that Lebioda had appeared and fall into his arms devoutly.

Roy ignored the illusion, picked up a cloth bag at his feet, grinned, and successfully obtained the goal of the trip - the blueprint of the flying lion monster's silver sword, and the notes of the pilgrim Mo Deng -

……

The 17th of the Burning Sun Festival in 1203.

I reached the Cave of Trials...Lebioda blessed me...

……

This note roughly describes Modeng's mental journey. He experienced a series of tests in this cave, including water ghosts, Andraeger, fire-breathing monsters, and humans with beast faces.

There are also tests of morality, beauty, power and wealth.

He wielded the sword of steel and will to overcome all tests, and finally met the prophet Lebioda. The saint encouraged him silently with his eyes.

From the pupils of the saint, the flying lion monster hunter saw the Lake of Washing, the end point of his pilgrimage - the place where the worldly atmosphere and past grievances were washed away, the body and mind were healed, and he was completely converted to Christianity, that is, His next stop.

By the way, this Moden comes from the Flying Lion School and has no relation with Jeron Moru of the Griffin School. The only thing they have in common is that they both encountered drastic changes in their lives in Toussaint.

……

The four demon hunters looked strange after reading this.

"Serrit and I were deceived by the illusion. That's because we didn't go up to fight at all..." Oakes bared his teeth. "Master Morden never doubted it from the beginning to the end. He believed in everything?"

"You forgot one key point..." Lei Suo paused, "Because Harklan Grassland is rich in various medicinal herbs, and the demon hunters of the Flying Lion School who were born there are proficient in various magic potions and decoctions, and are very familiar with them. Alchemy potions are studied to the extreme... No matter in battle or in life, they are extremely dependent on them, and many of their members have severe drug addiction."

"I'm afraid this Morden is also a patient, addicted to illusions, so he can no longer distinguish between falsehood and reality, so he believes it to be true and turns to Lebioda's arms with piety."

"Is this a scam set by Lebioda?" Oaks asked.

"Brother, be careful with your words and deeds...it's not just an illusion..." Keyan gave him a warning look, "Do you think a natural cave can produce such a clever and profound illusion? There is also a surge of magic power, although We are insulated from faith and do not worship gods, but we would rather believe that they exist. Just stay in awe and leave."

Ox's casual expression turned serious and he nodded.

Next, the four of them left the "Cave of Trial" along the original path, looking for the location recorded in Mo Deng's notes, and found the "Lake of Washing", which was actually an ordinary, small, crystal clear lake. lake.

The process is well documented.

They found the blueprints of the Flying Lion Monster Gloves in the lake, plus the four blueprints that Oaks and Seret had found.

At this point, the six pieces of flying lion monster equipment blueprints have been announced.

In addition, yesterday, three gryphon faction upgrade blueprints were obtained from Usarburg.

……

Most of the goals of this trip to Toussaint were accomplished, and the two days agreed with Jie Long flew by.

Everyone saw Cohen under the bridge in Beauclair. ~IndoMTL.com~ But he was alone.

"Man, I'm sorry, I couldn't convince Jeron...he didn't want to leave." The Griffin witcher lowered his head, his expression gloomy.

"I guessed it," Roy smiled comfortingly. "That guy has been wandering for nearly a hundred years. It's strange that he changes his mind easily. Since he doesn't want to, let him think about it again. Let's go home!"

"I want to stay..." Cohen took a deep breath and looked calmly, "Please send a message to Igesena. I will stay outside for three months at most and then go back."

Everyone looked surprised. It was rare to see such a determined expression from this dull and taciturn demon hunter.

"I have decided to wander with Senior Jeroen, try my best to impress him, and bring him back to Novigrad. This is a battle belonging to the Griffin faction!"

"You can try to tell him," Roy thought for a while, "We are certain to find clues to Elan. In fact, I already have a clue. When the time comes, I will also need to borrow your "Shadow of Shadows" Book"."