God-level Demon Hunter

Within 10 minutes, it can hardly cause any impact, but if the fighting time exceeds 10 minutes, the opponent will start to feel wrong.

Taking Oaks as a reference, the specific manifestations are increased physical exertion, profuse sweating, rapid heartbeat, and difficulty in concentrating.

When the battle lasted for 10 minutes, the quantitative change turned into a qualitative change. Oakes' strength and reaction were reduced by at least one-third, and he frequently lost his mind in an extremely weird way!

Roy seized the opportunity and, for the first time ever, won the swordsmanship teacher who had tortured him thousands of times in the duel!

But he couldn't laugh.

Two 10-minute competitions, lost more than 30 times in a row, and only got back a round.

In the duel arena, he has died countless times, so there is no chance to wait for the suppression to take effect.

"The willpower of a demon hunter exceeds 10, and if you switch to an opponent with low willpower, the suppression will take effect faster!" He could only comfort himself like this.

"Listen, wait for me to rest for 10 minutes, sober up, shall we continue?" Oakes sat down cross-legged, ready to sink into meditation.

Roy smiled apologetically, he couldn't let the other party easily see through his suppressive swordsmanship.

"Why don't you change your practice later and try hand crossbows? You said that you can hit crossbow arrows flying with a sword."

"Then let you see how experienced demon hunters and seniors of the school deal with crossbowmen!" Oakes grinned confidently, revealing ravine-like forehead lines.

……

10 minute later.

The hooded witcher, who had been a living target for a while, leaned against the stable and looked at the night sky, his face became extremely exciting, and he even began to suspect that the old epilepsy left in the grass trial decades ago had relapsed.

"Am I entering old age early? Well, I have to drink less alcohol in the future."

Roy wiped his hand crossbow, thoughtfully.

Gabriel, who has been upgraded several times, can break through Oakes' Quin shield with two consecutive arrows when the crossbow specialization is activated. Because of the tracking effect of the guided arrows, it is difficult for the opponent to dodge the shots even if the opponent is extremely agile.

Coupled with the stun effect of the stun arrow, Oakes will immediately fall into a stun state for 0.1 second no matter if the arrow is flying with the silver sword of the Snake School or the Quen Fayin bounces off the arrow.

In just 0.1 seconds, it completely disrupted his fighting rhythm, which caused an extremely strange stalemate.

In the courtyard where they were 20 meters away, Roy completely suppressed the elder Snake Demon Hunter with Gabriel in his hand, making him tired of parrying arrows and unable to fight back.

However, after the eight stun arrows are shot, it will be another scene, so——

Roy glanced at the lamenting Oakes, and fled back to the hut before he could react.

……

the next morning.

The warm morning light coated the statue of Cliff, the father of the sky, with a layer of golden radiance. This majestic and angry god stared at a corner of the circular square motionlessly, as if calling for a thunderbolt to punish the unclean power.

The densely packed people of La Valette surrounded a high platform with water.

There are four stakes on the high platform. One of the sea scorpions was once tied to it and baked into charcoal alive. Today, a new corpse was added to the stake at unknown time.

The death was extremely tragic.

The stake, which was thicker than a human thigh, pierced through his body, and the black and hard tip protruded from his mouth, splitting most of his swollen face.

His eyes were wide open, his facial features were distorted, and he was beyond terrified. His neck, arms, and exposed skin were covered with cuts from sharp instruments and bruises from blunt instruments. He had obviously been tortured before his death.

From a distance, it looks like a roast chicken skewered by wooden sticks.

"Oh, God! What's the matter with La Valette recently? Horrible accidents happen frequently!" An obese woman who was watching took a breath and prayed to herself, "My God Cliff Please open your eyes and see, stop the evil atrocities, and protect your most devout believers!"

Her voice was quickly drowned out by the noise of the crowd,

"The strange death is not a coincidence. It is intentional. I smell the breath of the devil. It is the devil who is holding an evil sacrificial ceremony! The devil will commit more killings and summon terrifying evil. Hurry up! Run for your life!" A middle-aged homeless man covered in stench yelled in panic.

"Shut up! Fool, this is clearly God's punishment! Don't you know the man on the stage? Executioner Dylan, how many innocent people have been tortured, and there are countless souls under his hands, he deserves what he deserves!"

……

"Let's go, Cantila..."

Roy looked away from the corpse, and quickly withdrew from the chaotic crowd.

"Roy, you don't know how this guy tortured us for a month, he deserves to die!" Cantila stared at the corpse happily, with a hint of regret in her tone. "I just hate that he died too soon, without further feeling our pain and despair."

"I can understand, you did the right thing... With what Dylan did, it would be too cheap to die happily." Having said that, Roy still felt a little emotional.

The elf lady has changed, and only by changing her gentle and weak character, and becoming rock-solid and ruthless, can she survive the struggle between man and elf in Dor Bretanna.

"She should have returned to her hometown through the portal..."

……

Roy took Cantila back to the witcher hut.

He had introduced the lady from Zerikhan to his companions yesterday.Cantila is not only athletic, skilled in arching horses, her words and deeds do not have the weakness and pickiness of most women, she is informal, hearty and talkative, no matter who she is with, she can chat for a while.

I don't care about people's sensitive identities and sloppy attire.

No objection, the team will give her a ride to Novigrad.

Before they set off, the witch doctor Cecilie, who had met once, approached him and proposed a commission to go to Willen Fake Island to conduct the Eve Festival of the Ancestral Spirits.

But these people and Wei Lun's wife in the forest are like fire and water. In a short period of time, until they are sure to eradicate them, they will never step into Wei Lun and take the initiative to touch the bad luck of the three witches, so they politely refuse. The witch doctor's request.

However, Roy still gave a suggestion to let him go to Vizima to try his luck. If Berengar stayed there, he might take over the commission.

Or contact the alchemist Kalkstein, that Frankenstein has flexible wrists, unconstrained thinking, and powerful mana. He might be interested in the witch doctor's request.

Finish the witch doctor.

That afternoon, five witchers, a boy, a woman, and five horses passed the reopened White Bridge north of La Valette Castle and successfully crossed the steamy Pontar River.

Leaving the Barony of La Valetti, leaving Temeria, and officially entering the land of Redania.

There are two completely different worlds separated by the shore.

Redania is a country with extremely developed commerce and agriculture. It is also known as the northern granary. The most abundant crop is wheat, and most areas are dominated by wheat fields.

The demon hunter set foot on the river bank, and he didn't go far. All he could see was the lush wheat fields on both sides of the road, except for the caravan wagons loaded with goods in front of him.

October is the season when the wheat is ripe. When the wind blows, the orderly fields move like a golden ocean, sending the refreshing fragrance of wheat, which is a wonderful beginning for this unknown journey.

……

"Ma'am, can you be more reserved? You're strangling me so hard!" Roy sat on the back of the brown horse Werth, holding the rein with one hand, and gently stroking Golfin Cat in the saddle bag with the other. The smooth little head of the eagle. "The road ahead is blocked, and Wilt is still walking, so you can't fall if you relax..."

"Giggle...don't play tricks, Roy!" Cantila, who was riding with the witcher, let out a hearty laugh, her strong arms couldn't help but hugged her tightly, and the strong mountain peak on her chest was getting closer The demon hunter's back made him feel the youthful elasticity and heat more vividly.

"It's you who should relax, your waist collapsed like a big tree! And I'm hugging your waist, not your neck, how could you be out of breath."

Cantilla laughed crisply, "As a mercenary, I must keep every step to ensure the safety of my employer."

After getting acquainted with a few people, the Zerikan woman also likes to make some vulgar jokes, and seems to like to watch others embarrass themselves.

Roy shook his head helplessly.

Well, the girls of Zerikhan are unrestrained!

"Cantila, didn't I say, don't call yourself a mercenary, otherwise it would be an insult to our friendship... right? Wilt, Golfin."

"Baby, baby-"

"Cuckoo-"

"Little devil, don't struggle, young people should enjoy it!" The bald man rode a maroon stallion to the side, glanced at Cantila's unique Mohawk hairstyle, and gave the apprentice a rare wink Eye,

In his opinion, as long as the object is not a deep-minded female sorceress, the apprentice can find whomever he likes!

"Don't worry, Roy, we'll keep it a secret for you." Oakes reined in the horse suddenly, stretched out his index finger and thumb to pinch in mid-air, "As long as Oakes has enough money to drink comfortably, he will never chew Tongue. Otherwise, my mouth and stomach would be dissatisfied, I lost my temper, and accidentally slipped my tongue in front of Rita Needle... As someone who has experienced it, let me remind you that the consequences of a sorceress' anger are very serious."

"What messed up relationship?" Roy glared at him without guilt

"Who is Rita Needle?" Cantila interjected with curiosity.

"Okay, stop messing around!" Serrit stared not far ahead, the long carriage lined up in a long queue, stopped in front of a guard post, and accepted interrogation.

The crowd fell silent.

The sentry posts consisted of two rows of huge logs with spikes. A dozen or so heavily armed soldiers stood behind the barricades piled up with logs. The coat of arms of Redania was painted on their chest armors—the background color It is red like blood, and a giant silver eagle that has captured the evil spirit soars above it.There is also a small black shield with a golden cross inlaid on the giant eagle's chest.

The soldiers looked serious and had a clear division of labor, including archers, shield soldiers, halberd soldiers, and even a cavalry soldier.Redania's excellent horses are bred from the excellent quality of wheat, and thanks to this, the country's knights are especially effective in combat.

The caravans can only be inspected honestly, and the witcher is no exception.

The only annoying thing is that because the White Bridge has been blocked for a period of time, many caravans have piled up goods, and the inspection has delayed a lot of time.

But the journey was uneventful and there were no accidents.

In fact, within half a day after leaving Baiqiao, this was already the third wave of guard posts that everyone had encountered.

The location of the witcher is very sensitive. It takes less than two days to walk to the northeast to reach Tritorg, the capital of Redania. Next to the world-renowned Oxenfurt College (Oxenfurt), the destination of this trip is the destination of this trip, the free city of Novigrad.

As the junction of the two countries, several important cities are gathered nearby, so many outposts and patrols were set up along the way.

One is to put an end to spies and spies and arrest wanted criminals, and the other reason is for profit.

The business road from Baiqiao to Novigrad has been established for many years and is mature and perfect. It is the preferred route for most caravans.

On the one hand, the guard posts along the way can ensure the safety of the caravan, and on the other hand, they will also collect taxes according to the total value of the goods.

But the tax rate is not high, even if you have to go through several rounds of exploitation to reach the City of Liberty, you won't get much discount.

The stingy caravan can only choose to pass through the dangerous wilderness of Redania, where not only ferocious beasts, evil ghosts and other monsters lurk, but also groups of robbers wandering.

If you choose to take risks, if you are unlucky, not only will you lose everything, but you will even lose your life.

The demon hunter was lucky, he didn't have any expensive items on him, and Roy and Lei Suo took away the slightly valuable weapons, and only needed to pay a low toll.

……

After being interrogated and on their way, the first day of Redania passed away quietly.

When the sun was setting and an orange light appeared on the horizon, a part of the carriage team began to set up camp in the field beside the wheat field, with a safe distance between them.

There are also some horse-drawn carriages that travel day and night, regardless of the approaching twilight, but they are only a few, and the night in the wild is more dangerous than the day.

The witcher camped on a weathered boulder by the side of the road.They tied the horses to dead trees, and for the beds, a simple layer of dry grass clippings and ferns was spread under boulders.

Then build a stove and light a fire.

"Hush——" Oakes whistled at the black-haired witcher, and glanced pointedly at the empty iron pot on the bonfire.

"Ox, want to be lazy again? You have to go hunting tonight...or you will be hungry later!"

"Oh, see you next time, Rita Needle..."

"Stop!" Roy sighed helplessly, and glanced at the rest of his companions. Fliers was teaching Karl swordsmanship one-on-one.

The little boy was whipped around by a wooden sword in the instructor's hand like a tumbler, spinning 360 degrees like a top from time to time, and then looked confused and desperate.

who I am?where am i?What am I going to do?

Serrit and Lesso were sitting next to each other, pointing and pointing at the boy, seemingly completely unaware of Roy's murderous eyes, and they just didn't want to move anyway.

Roy sighed heavily, then he carried the crossbow and Gorphin Owl in the hood and burrowed into the field.

Owl form, but a good catcher of rabbits!

"Roy, take me!" At this moment, Cantila volunteered to stand up, looking eager to try.

"Your injury is still not healed."

"It doesn't matter, the sons and daughters of Zerikhan are the best hunters even if they are completely paralyzed! If you don't believe me, let's compare and see who catches more prey?"

……

The moon rose, the bonfire swayed in the night wind, and smoke rose from the caravan camps here and there.

Roy returned to the weathered boulder with a pair of snow-white fat rabbits, a cauliflower snake with the thickness of a forearm, and a few inconspicuous plants.

"Look, how's it going? It's no worse than you!" Cantila, carrying a bow and arrow, walked over from behind with long, strong legs and proudly lifted two colorful pheasants in her hands.

The witcher nodded, "Come and help me, I'll treat you to a big meal tonight!"

Skillfully plucking hair, skinning and deboning, and taking out internal organs, Roy has honed his cooking skills after a long time in the wild.Of course, it is largely due to the sneaking and slipping of the predecessors Reso and the Oaks brothers.

In addition, because of observation, Roy can easily find medicines that add color to dishes from wild plants, as well as spices such as fennel, cloves, and cardamom.

So the food he cooks is much more delicious than most witchers who just want to eat.

……

"Hmm..." Lei Suo took a bite of the rabbit leg that was roasted until it was golden brown and dripping with oil. The spices and salt were very tasty, and the full taste made him squint his eyes in comfort.