The Divine Hunter

Bright night sky.

A humanoid bat galloped past.

The griffin was not far behind it, chased for twenty miles in one go, and landed in a cave under a hillside.

The bat turned into a thin middle-aged man in a blue satin shirt. He didn't seem to pay attention to the stalker behind him, and carried the sorceress into the cave.

Roy then landed and took out four bottles of potion from the space: high-level black blood, thunder, Patri's potion, and blizzard.

"Boom...gumble..."

After taking four bottles of potion in a row, his cheeks were white and bloodless at first, and then a large patch of dark red gushed out.

The jet-black blood vessels were like split roots in the soil, extending from his chin up to his forehead, crawling all over one cheek.

The breath from his nose was scorching hot.

After a moment of dizziness, the witcher's heart beat like a drum.

In the template, Thunder takes effect, strength is changed from 14.5 to 17.5, Blizzard takes effect, and agility is changed from 15 to 18.

"Shh-"

In his hands, Guvihir and Arrondette switched alternately, five star-shaped runes, and the evenly applied vampire sword oil glowed faintly.

Enchanted equipment and bombs of various colors are readily available.

The witcher patted Golphin on the head soothingly, and the griffin was reluctant to hide into the night.

His eyes turned to the deep cave.

Had it not been for him who inspired Her Royal Highness Yata to create the Church of Virtue.

Temeria's royal advisors were less likely to patrol the countryside to disperse the Ladies of the Lake's followers.

It will not be involved in this murder case and encounter high-level vampires.

Therefore, Triss was captured, which was inextricably related to her "butterfly".

The witcher put on the double seal, tiptoed, and sneaked into the cave like a mongoose.

...

A long winding corridor with sharp rocks,

Dense fluorescent mushrooms grow on the side walls, shedding a soft glow.

Roy hibernated in a triangular shadow at the exit of the corridor, and turned his eyes to the hall.

The silent cloak and the sigil obscured all his movements.

The owner of the cave knew nothing.

...

The brazier in the hall showed a terrified, self-deprecating face.

The sorceress was lying on a crude stone bed, paralyzed, unable to move a finger, but she was conscious.

She suddenly felt that she was ridiculous. In pursuit of the so-called excitement, she followed a group of stunned white rose knights to challenge a werewolf. The result was a big mistake.

He chose an opponent he couldn't afford to provoke—a high-level vampire.

What will happen to me?

Car cornflower blue eyes cast a glance to the right.

The monster "in human skin" was standing in front of a stone table fiddling with bottles and jars, and his sharp fingernails picked up a jar from time to time and shook it.

What the hell is going on in there?

Triss moved her nose, and the aroma of ketchup, white pepper, basil, cloves, nutmeg and other spices poured into her nostrils.

An ethereal, eerie, and slightly cheerful tune rang out, like a happy chef preparing an appetizer for a sumptuous dinner.

Occasionally sing a lyric in a hoarse voice full of magnetism...

It is not the common language of the North, nor is it an ancient language. Triss could hear that it sang Nilfgaardian!

Thinking of the truth behind the voice, she became more and more frightened. If she regained her mobility, she would have been shaken into a sieve.

"A high-level vampire from Nilfgaard?!"

"The god of magic is above, this monster that drinks blood, is going to make a dish with spices directly from me?"

Think about this.

The sorceress turned pale, she tried to mobilize her magic power and sent out a distress signal, but the magic power remained motionless.

Helpless and anxiously praying!

"I haven't found the true meaning of magic, I haven't found the other half of my life, I can't just die like this!"

"No! Who will save me?"

No, no one will come, you are dead.

A voice spoke to her.

You will die of stupidity and arrogance.

...

The high-level vampire came over with a stone bowl filled with spices.

The sorceress saw his face clearly. It was no longer the ugly and horrifying bat head before. He became a normal middle-aged man with short black hair, a horse face and a big nose.

His face was morbidly pale, his thin lips were slightly red as if smeared with blood, his chin was wide, and there was a mean smile at the corner of his mouth, like a neurotic, mad little nobleman.

And his eyes were blood red.

He looked at her like a lion looks at an antelope.

...

"visse hael... I am Gruffed, a member of the great race from the south... I have to say, your beauty is better than the night, and the blood like obsidian in the moonlight." The vampire bowed to her, pointed The pointed index finger suddenly dipped a little blood-red spice, smeared her smooth cheek, and ran down her chin.

Triss couldn't help trembling.

There was greed and cruelty in his eyes.

"Since I crossed the Yaruga River and came to this barren land to the north, this is the first time I have seen such an outstanding beauty."

"Looking and temperamental, not inferior to the famous ladies by the Jinta River, but also so knowledgeable..." He suddenly leaned down, sniffed between the woman's slender neck, and squinted intoxicatedly, "The blood is full of The fragrance of magic..."

"More seductive than a pure boy."

"So I didn't kill you, that would be too reckless... You should have a better place. I swear to the great Hades, every part of you will be handled in the best way..."

He stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and said something that made the woman's heart break, "Every piece of your flesh and every drop of blood will not be wasted."

Triss's long eyelashes began to blink, and a frightened hiss came out of her mouth.

"All your emotions, pain or fear," his sharp fingernails ran lightly across her neck, revealing a trace of blood.

He put his fingernails in his mouth, "It will be the best seasoning!"

"God treats me well, let me enjoy this last dinner, then leave Vizima and go to the next city."

"Then you will have a long and 'beautiful' journey..." The spice-stained, cold thumb pressed against the sorceress's forehead, slid down the bridge of her nose and lips, and painted a blood-colored vertical line,

The blue eyes widened.

"From now on, enjoy every minute, every second..." The high-level vampire's face exuded a morbid blush,

"Wail, moan, sing, and give me a song of trembling from the soul!"

"Shh-"

He put down the stone bowl, stretched his arms, and suddenly a row of scalpel-sharp nails drilled out from his fingertips!

Two rows of "scalpels" staggered in front of him.

Sparks fly.

And the man grinned, and his cheeks became like mice.

Triss held her breath.

"Caz..."

There was a crisp glass breaking sound in the cave.

A white mist suddenly rose from the vampire's feet, and fine black stardust flickered in it, sealing the magic power in its body.

"Annoying bugs!"

It roared, dragged its claws and rushed towards the hole.

A slender figure charged towards him with a dark blade...

The two figures collided suddenly.

Two muffled beeps!

The blood-colored tentacles drilled out of the void and lifted the mighty high-level vampire into the air, emitting blue smoke and corroding its skin.

Gruffed was tightly bound by tentacles... his eyes were rounded in anger and panic, and the fangs in his mouth were shining.

However, it stopped there, and an indescribable terror contained its heart, making it immobile, and even its thinking became rigid.

And the witcher on the opposite side was equally uncomfortable.

As soon as the shock was released, before he had time to hit him head on, he was slapped in the chest by Grufid.

The whole person seemed to be hit by a fork-tailed dragon, and the Kunen magic shield on the body was extinguished like a paper paste, flying backwards and hanging on the rock wall, and the broken stones slid to the ground with him.

The witcher's cheeks twitched in pain, his chest was tight, and he seemed to have several broken ribs.

However, when he got up, he redrawn the second Quinn seal.

The high-level vampire had woken up from the shock, and transformed into a huge human-shaped bat, screaming and leaping, appearing in front of Roy at an astonishing speed.

"Shu--" The sharp claws aimed at the throat and drew a cold light horizontally.

But the witcher responded decisively, and the Arden's halo under his feet slowed down the opponent's speed slightly.

He narrowly rolled to the left, perfectly avoiding the claw attack. At the same time as he got up, his arm grabbed Arundette from the void, ready to slash.

However, Gruffid's reaction was horrific.

The moment the sword reached its body, it turned into a group of blood-colored bats and disappeared into the air.

Roy was startled, and instinctively twisted his body and slashed backwards.

Arrondette cut through the air.

The ghost of Grufid appeared in the defensive gap on his left side, and his claws prowled and swung like lightning!

Roy was lifted by his neck and his feet were off the ground, his face flushed from suffocation.

Before he had time to flicker, the high-level vampire once again swung the sharp claws tore open the flying lion monster's armor and his chest, and the huge gap was gushing blood.

zizi…

A large amount of "virulent blood" spurted out of the wound and splashed onto the face and neck of the high-level vampire.

"Zizi..."

High-level black blood shows great power!

In the smog, Grufid's face was corroded and riddled with terrifying blood holes!

It released its hands, covered its face and wailed.

The witcher fell to the ground again, knelt down on one knee and took a deep breath, and immediately "activated", a flash of blood flashed across the heterochromatic iris!

Ignoring the severe pain in his chest, Arrondette drew an arc from left to right in his hand, slashing horizontally at his neck.

The strong sense of crisis allowed Grufid to dodge the key point, and the blood-colored sword qi drilled out a sharp blade, unimpededly separating one of its shoulders.

The sword energy continued to fly backwards, leaving a deep ravine on the rock wall!

The star rune goes out.

An arm fell to the ground!

Firefly-like golden particles are attached to severed limbs and mutilated shoulders, pulling them together visibly to the naked eye.

The witcher quickly sketched with his five fingers, preparing to shake it back with an Alder, but the blue spell was just halfway congealed.

The furious Gruffid screamed piercingly!

The invisible sound wave broke through Helio's shield, and it angrily interrupted the spell with the only remaining right claw, and Roy fell into a strange dizziness.

Gruffed dashed forward like a roaring rhino against him and slammed into the rock wall.

Quinn's yellow light shattered like a shooting star.

Large cracks appeared on the walls.

Roy was heartbroken, only to feel that every bone was falling apart, every cell was howling, and what was worse was that the back of his head was also knocked, and there was a brief absence.

Less than a second, yet enough for a vampire to play!

"Shh-"

Gruffed's eyes were as cold as a knife, and he claws three claws toward his neck like lightning.

The first and second claws, the enchanted ring stimulates the protection of a powerful shield and annihilates.

third claw.

The surging blood light came out of the neck.

The witcher flew into the sky like a cloud and a fog.

The world was spinning... A huge emptiness captured his mind.

Unprecedented weakness swallowed him.

End of life.

The last scene in the line of sight is a headless corpse gushing blood!

Roy, forever in the dark.

...

...

"call--"

"call--"

In the shadow of the cave, the witcher was awake like a drowning man, cold sweat frantically pouring out of his forehead, his eyes were rounded, and bloodshots sprouted from the edge of the heterochromatic iris.

He touched his neck with trembling fingers, intact.

"I'm still alive... What happened just now?" Roy suddenly noticed that the "Blood of the Ancients" in the template was flickering red.

"Warning of the blood of the ancients?"

This is the first time.

"The gap between me and that thing is too big, and I must not rush up to fight in close quarters."

"I only have one chance to kill it with the three seconds of shock and immobilization..." Roy woke up, "Take the opportunity, either live or die!"

"Or run away now?"

The scene of death made him shudder.

Dark gold pupils turned to the inside of the cave.

The situation is dire.

Gruffed raised his claws towards the sorceress... It was like a butcher who was facing a lamb to be slaughtered, thinking about where to cut the knife!

Can I escape?

...

"coax!"

Inside the cave hall.

A high-pitched roar suddenly exploded, and the magic tide moved in response.

Gruffed turned around impatiently with a grim expression, and saw a stiff-faced figure wielding a long sword, rushing towards it "slowly".

It dragged its claws to meet it, intending to tear this annoying bed bug into pieces as an appetizer before the big meal, but a cold arrow came silently from the corner.

Gruffed easily blocked the arrow with a wave of his arm and claw, but the strange force on it passed through the magic barrier, making him dizzy for a moment.

The stiff-faced man took the opportunity to rush forward and unexpectedly hugged it.

Immediately afterwards, another witcher hiding in the shadows launched a high-temperature fireball towards the "controlled" high-level vampire——

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Igni Rageflame detonates three clay bombs on Mirage's body.

The tumbling firelight was strictly limited to a radius of one meter, accompanied by a burst of pale freezing air, like a white-golden sun, bursting with red light that purifies everything.

All the power falls on the high-level vampire!

The huge explosion shook the entire cave, and the stalactites on the top of the cave rustled!

...

Deafening screams rang out!

A huge bat drilled out of the fire.

Its appearance is extremely miserable, a pair of wings are broken into five or six knots, and many flames on its body are burning like maggots on the tarsus.

The skin is covered with charred burns and flesh and granulation that wriggle like living things.

It's like a candle half melted by the heat.

Only a pair of scarlet pupils stared at the witcher with bitter hatred.

It leaped at him! It is like a blood-colored meteor falling from the sky, but the speed is much weaker than that of the heyday!

Roy had already prepared in advance, and shot an arrow toward the cramped corner shrouded in shadows at the other end of the cave.

The figure flickered with the arrows, perfectly avoiding the attack.

The big bat smashed into his previous hiding place, like an erupting blood-colored volcano, smashing a large hole in the ground.

The witcher drew the five fingers for the second time, launched the spell, and shouted!

"coax!"

A mysterious roar echoed in the cave.

The magic backfired, Roy's nose and eyes bleed, and the second illusion appeared on the only path of the vampire, blocking him.

An angry Gruffed threw a blood-colored spear at the witcher—

The spear crossed the illusion and hit the witcher in the head.

Roy erected the Sword of the Lake Girl on his chest and slashed forward against the impact of the magic power. The blade that had been strengthened many times protected him and split the blood-colored spear in two.

The rest is offset by the Quinn magic shield on him.

And five meters away, the big bat has collided with the illusion, and it took a breath.

The phantom was annihilated...but it exerted its residual heat, and the pale freezing air wrapped around the body of the big bat, visibly slowing down the latter's movement and reaction speed.

And Roy faced the target, outlined the seal with his left hand, and pulled the trigger with his right hand.

"Z-"

The purple electric snake first swam through the big bat in the middle of the air, and was bounced off by its blood, but paralyzed it.

"Whoosh-"

The crossbow arrow immediately hit its forehead, but it failed to penetrate the hard skull, but it staggered backwards and lost consciousness under the power of dizziness.

The witcher disappeared in place, and appeared beside the big bat with the crossbow.

At the moment when it was stunned!

Stunned!

The endless arms and legs drilled out of the void and turned into a bloody ocean to drown and wrap the high-level vampire, and even covered its eyes, ears, nose, and nose, and lifted it head and foot into the air.

Can't be deformed, can't be blurred.

Grufid seemed to return to the moment he faced the shadow elder in Vicovalo's black underworld many years ago.

No, it's even scarier than that!

This time, the high-level vampire failed to fly the witcher, it was the death row prisoner tied to the guillotine!

And the witcher is like death, the executioner on the execution ground.

His face was as cold as ice, and his pupils of different colors were like molten gold poured by raging flames, burning with monstrous murderous intent.

He held Arrondette high.

The blood-colored tentacles separated a gap.

The firelight projected his back onto the stone wall of the cave, and the killing intent turned into substance, and there were countless straight blood-colored tentacles twitching frantically.

He tried his best to slash towards the neck of the high-level vampire—

This sword cut through fear and hatred.

"Shh-"

The blood-colored sword qi cut off the cervical vertebra.

The ferocious bat head, baring its fangs, rolled down to the witcher's feet.

The star rune collapsed.

Blood splashed all over his face.

Arrondette instantly switches to Guvihir...

Holding a steel sword, the witcher launched the second slash with unparalleled speed, along the midline of the hanging body of the high-level vampire, from top to bottom, as if the fate was separated!

"Shh-"

The blood-colored sword qi cut the headless body in half!

In an instant, a corpse of a vaporized giant bat emerged, roaring at the demon hunter, and its wings rolled up the waves of the sea of ​​blood.

And behind the demon hunter, a terrifying evil thing waving thousands of tentacles jumped out of the void and wrapped it up!

"Gulugulu," a tingling sound of eating, swallowing, and unwilling screams sounded.

At the foot of the witcher.

Between the three corpses, dense blood lines were drilled, and they were glued and pulled together, and they were forcibly pieced together.

Gruffid returns to human form.

However, this dynamic body has lost its core, leaving only an empty shell!

"You devoured the soul of the high-ranking vampire Mocha Ap Grufid, experience value +600, witcher at the same time, far south, in Vicovalo, in an ancient cave that was pitch-black and invisible.

Hanging upside down on the top of the cave, the pale skin covered with strange tattoos suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were cold, like liquid silver.

It sighed, and the sigh echoed in Hades,

"There is one less."

...

Home of the Night Queen at Vizima.

A woman with an enchanting figure and a beautiful face suddenly felt something, and put down the red wine glass in her hand.

Looking towards the cave on the outskirts of Vizima.

Shocked face.

"That bastard in hiding? Who can kill it?"

...

at the same time.

The sorceress lying on the stone bed widened her eyes.

Her position can only be seen on the wall, and the light and shadow change rapidly... The shadow of the human figure and the reflection of the bat collide violently.

Finally, an octopus waving its arms and legs pounced on the humanoid bat.

The tentacles wriggled as if they were eating, it was swallowing, and at the same time, it spewed everything, even time.

It sighed contentedly, its body swelled and shrank, its arms and legs closed and straightened, happily swimming on the wall, escaping into the void.

next moment.

A young man covered in blood came into the sorceress's eyes.

The gray "silent cloak" fluttered behind him, like a pair of flapping dragon wings!

The strong impact suffocated her and dazzled her.