God-level Demon Hunter

"Roy, how about eating roast wild boar tomorrow, I haven't tasted that taste for a long time!"

Oakes drank a spoonful of snake meat soup. The snake meat was boiled until it was soft and rotten, and it melted in the mouth, with a unique sweetness in the aftertaste.

It seems that if you don't pay attention, your tongue will be swallowed in your stomach.

"Don't, I'm tired of roast pigs, next time I'll just roast groundhogs, the little guy's meat tastes even stronger." Phlius stuffed a piece of chicken dripping with oil into the apprentice's hand, and the boy touched it Touching the round belly, his face turned bitter, he gritted his teeth and started eating again.

Cantila ate half of a crispy roast chicken, licking the glistening grease on her fingers like a cat from time to time, while devouring it, she praised, "Since leaving Zerikhan, this is the most delicate meal I've ever eaten. BBQ."

"Eat as much as you like."

Roy Cook looked at the warm scene in front of him with his arms folded, and couldn't help but feel an unusual sense of satisfaction.

When will the demon hunters from the six schools gather together and hold a grand banquet?

"By the way, Cantila, what exactly is Zerikhan?" Roy asked, taking a sip of the warm snake broth.

"It's completely different from here..." The lady paused, swallowed the food in her mouth, and then said concisely, "There are deserts everywhere, oases are occasionally seen, and there are huge poisonous insects, countless dangerous and beautiful Mystical creatures. The people of the tribe worship the legendary dragon most, and they have been chasing this kind of creature all their lives, and I am no exception."

People in the northern countries call the Blue Mountains the edge of the world, but few dare to challenge it, and even fewer have crossed the mountains and entered Zerikhan.

Roy has always been curious about that mysterious land,

"If you have a chance, you must go and see it."

"You are interested there, how about I come to be your guide and take you around Zerikhan?" Cantila licked the scum from her red lips, her eyes sparkling,

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, the people of the dragon will do what they say."

……

"Hey!" Oakes threw away the bare leg bone of the pheasant, and took off a roasted chicken buttock, chewing it until his mouth was full of oil. "You two, give me some attention. There are still a few spectators here. Put Zerikhan and the dragon aside first, let's talk about business..."

Oakes burped, "In a few days, we will pass through the delta at the mouth of the Pontal River. Do you want to go to Oxenfurt to have a look..."

"Why don't you go?" Serrit said, "One of the two brightest cultural pearls in the world, one is Nilfgaard Imperial College, and the other is Oxenfurt University. We have seen Imperial College before. , Oxenfurt should go and see it too!"

"Teacher, I want to go too!" Karl hugged Fulius' thigh, his face full of longing.

I don’t know how many children have been instilled by their parents with the ambition to enter Oxenfurt University, although 90.00% of them will never see a regular school in their lifetime.

"Then go there! I heard that Oxenfurt has a special school of medicine and herbal medicine, as well as a school of alchemy, which should be of some help to me." Roy agreed.

Oxenfurt also has an old acquaintance, Linus Peet, a professor of the Department of Natural History, the honest man who bought the baby octopus from him on the Yaruga River. Pete long octopus" raised to death.

Besides, Dandelion and Shani are both Oxenfurt's students, and even Geralt has attended there, so how can one pass through such a scenic spot?

Chapter 2 Oxenfurt

In the early morning, Roy, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and in the dark golden pupils, a brilliant rainbow of elements flashed away.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his right index finger and hooked it lightly, and the moist water vapor quickly condensed in mid-air, forming a transparent water drop the size of a fingernail in the blink of an eye, which circled and circled leisurely according to his will.

After a while, the drops of water disintegrated, and an orange flame was born out of thin air, jumping and annihilating lively, and suddenly a light wind blew out the flame, swept across the ground, and rolled up a ball of wet clay.

The four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, and four insignificant magic tricks, are displayed one by one in Roy's hands.

Since Meditation entered Lv6, his elemental affinity has been improved again. On the outside, his control over the elements has been enhanced, and the release of spells has become smoother.

Expressed inside, it is the change of meditation void.

After entering meditation, in addition to the colorful elemental particles, Roy further perceived four hazy and huge light clusters, hanging in the sky far away, constantly swallowing chaotic energy.

According to Lei Suo, the four light groups are the four elemental planes where the earth spirit, di spirit, water goblin, and fire monster live respectively.

The deeper the meditation attainment, the stronger the element affinity, the closer the connection with the four planes, and the clearer the perception.

The legendary master of magic can even communicate with the elemental planes through meditation, and use special skills to capture and tame the four spirits of the four worlds, so as to control powerful energies.

Of course, these incredible skills have nothing to do with Roy. Currently, he is still inferior to a warlock apprentice. He can only go through round after round of complete meditation to restore physical strength and magic power, and supplement the daily "activation" by the way.

Normal demon hunters have to meditate for decades before they can reach Lv6 attainments. Lesso, Brother Oaks, and Fliers are almost at this level.

And he used skill points to directly cross this long training process, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

As long as he continues to improve his meditation and strengthen the ancient blood, sooner or later, he will be able to cast spells as he pleases.

With good hopes in mind, the black-haired witcher stretched comfortably, looking beyond the end of the horizon, the dawn illuminated the delicate outline of a small town.

Oxenfurt, almost there.

……

In the bright sunshine, a gust of wind blows from the delta in the south, bringing with it the smell of salty sea water.

Amidst the crisp sound of horseshoes of "Deer Deer", several dusty knights rode slowly on a muddy and crowded street, while looking at the wonderful street scene of Oxenfurt——

How should I put it, this is a colorful wooden town, its scale is far from the world-renowned reputation, the streets are narrow, and the buildings are small and exquisite, with pointed roofs.

The population is much larger than that of ordinary small towns.

Small but complete.

A group of people walked along the street, looking at the densely packed workshops, studios, stalls, and shops of all sizes.

Tens of thousands of goods are produced and sold in these places, including common daily necessities and many designs that are hard to find in the world, which come from the whimsy of the teachers and students of Oxenfurt College.

Its functions are incredible or meaningless, but there is no shortage of interested speculative traders and customers all over the world.

These attracted people, in turn, add fresh blood and vitality to the town.There is no question that the town of Oxenfurt relies on Oxenfurt College in every way.

Colleges bred the world's smartest minds, and smart people often know how to enjoy themselves.

In addition to the dull workshops, Oxenfurt also has a variety of inns, taverns, stands, huts, counters, and portable grills.

Those places are full of exquisite dishes with excellent color, fragrance and taste. Not only the ingredients themselves, but also the condiments, side dishes and spices are unique in the world.

Only people in Oxenfurt can enjoy it all the time.

Knowledge makes people smart, but it can also make people "romantic."

The witcher turned his horse's head and carefully avoided a few drunks who were staggering and rampaging on the street. They bare their chest hair and wore only white shorts. Their young faces were blushing and they were reciting poems intermittently. Male student at Sunford School of Narrative and Poetry.

In the tavern next to the street, from time to time, guests raised their goblets and tankards, made crisp collisions, and sent good-natured ridicule to the students through the windows.

The people who didn't have much literary talent smacked their lips and continued to advance to the academy island.

They made their way through the strolling crowd into a more raucous place.

Hawkers, stall owners and charlatans add to the chaos around them by shouting their wares and services.

"Groundhog, roasted groundhog! It's charred on the outside and tender on the inside, addictive!"

"Aromatherapy spray! It is specially designed to cure rotten and smelly feet. After using it, it will be more fragrant than roses!"

"Cats! Male cats! Female cats! Orange cats! Fees are charged by the hour, allowing you to relieve stress by petting cats. It's cheap, very cheap!"

"What do you mean by cheap?" Roy bit a string of grilled squid as hard as shoes, and looked at a raccoon cat curiously.

Thin chaotic energy wrapped around the kitten.

"Two cents a minute!"

"Goo-"

Golfin in the hood tugged at the back of his master's head jealously, and Roy reluctantly urged Wilt to move on.

Then they passed a barber shop, an ocarina shop, and a brothel named "Rosebud" with a dark red curtain. Behind him, Carl poked his head curiously, and the witcher hurried away and got off his horse. Take the reins and walk to the Philosopher's Gate behind a bridge, which is the main entrance of Oxenfurt College.

But when they were at the gate, the demon hunter encountered a little trouble. Two burly security guards with sticks stopped them.

"Sorry," the security guard looked at Lei Suo's bald head and stature, and the beast-like pupils beside him, and swallowed. "External personnel need to make an appointment three days in advance to enter the academy. Some of you cannot enter now."

"Isn't there a guest register?" Roy asked, "Can't we all sign it?"

"Feel sorry."

The witcher didn't realize that they spent three days on the intense journey from White Bridge to Oxenfurt. They didn't take care of their personal hygiene along the way, and almost all men and women became unkempt and unkempt.

Especially the veteran witchers, they were vicious, with rough stubble, greasy hair, and the smell of sweat.

It's not much more decent than a beggar who sleeps on the street.

"Can't accommodate?"

"Feel sorry."

"That's a pity." Oakes sighed.

"Why don't we make an appointment first." Fliers glanced at the pleading disciple and pondered, "It should be okay to delay for three days?"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Roy said to the security guard, "I know a teacher in Oxenfurt."

"Who?"

"Linus Peet, Master Tutor and Lecturer in the Department of Natural History, can we go in?"

"Wait a moment, I'll check again."

"Little ghost, when did you meet Niu Bao's teacher?" the bald man asked in surprise with his arms crossed.

"Didn't I go away for a while in Sintra, just on the Yaruga River?"

On that journey, the witcher made the acquaintance of the White Wolf, and together with him escorted Ciri out of Brokleon Forest.

……

Five minutes later, the fat security guard brought a man who was as thin as a hemp pole and wore a fat gray satin fir back to the Philosopher's Gate.

"Mr. Pete, long time no see!" Roy waved to him enthusiastically.

The man didn't answer, but kept leaning forward, almost face to face, and stared for a full three seconds, then suddenly realized, and patted his head, "Isn't this Master Roy!? Please forgive my negligence. You know Yes, my eyes are not very good!"

Linus Pete glanced at the big guys.

"What is the Master's business in Oxenfurt?"

"We've been fascinated by the academy for a long time, and we happened to pass by Oxenfurt and wanted to come in and take a stroll. By the way, they are all my friends..."

"Everyone, welcome!" Linus glanced at the demon hunters with narrowed eyes because of his high myopia, and warmly shook hands and introduced himself one by one, not at all disgusted with the strange smell of everyone, "It just so happens that today is On the rest day, let me return to the friendship of the landlord, and by the way, thank Master Roy for his pertinent advice last time." Linus Pete winked at the security guard.

The latter then help the witcher lead the horse to the stable.

Roy adjusted the hood behind his head to make Golfin lie more comfortably inside, then followed Linus Pete through the Philosopher's Gate and introduced him to a few companions.

"Mr. Pete, last suggestion? What do you mean?"

"About the octopus monster, it should be called Pete's long octopus transport method. Last time in Nastrog, didn't you suggest that I go to Cidaris to seek help from a warlock Dorigaray?"

"The two of you must have endless topics to talk about." The witcher remembered and smiled.

"As you said, Master Roy," Pete said in admiration, "Dorrigaray is an amazing character, and his knowledge of wild animals and the laws of nature is thought-provoking. I hit him off right away, and we chatted all night that night until daytime He happily opened the portal to Oxenfurt for me, and let the octopus and I return to the academy."

"Then how is your 'Peter's octopus', is it still alive?"

"Everyone will understand in a moment." The Niubao scholar put it off, "Now—" He felt the undisguised novelty of the group of people, and held his head up slightly proudly.

"Let me introduce the great Oxenfurt College to you."

……

Chapter 3 College News

A group of people walk along the path behind the Philosopher's Gate.

The world behind the door is completely different from the towns made up of ordinary buildings, and it is not like the outside world where every inch of land is scrambled for money.

All the layouts are exquisite and unique, and everyone seems to have returned to a few centuries ago, walking in a secret place isolated from the world.

"Most of the buildings of Oxenfurt College retain the appearance of the elves' rule. Have you heard of this history? Oxenfurt, like Vizima, is a city built on the ruins of elves."

Roy nodded and looked around. They walked into a wide alley, the ground was covered with colorful gravel, and there were small and pleasing palaces on both sides, as well as hollowed-out fences, walls, fences, canals, bridges, flower beds, and green gardens. There are only a few parks in the park with huge, rough mansions, obviously built after the elves left.

Everything looked clean, peaceful, and dignified.

There are no noisy and philistine merchants and hawkers.

Groups of students in alleys read tomes and parchment manuscripts intently.Others sat on the lawn, on the benches and in the flower beds, discussing their homework for the holidays, or playing brain games like "Who is the murderer?"

Faculty professors from the college also wandered around, chatting eagerly or debating with decorum.

"That's Professor Linde from the School of Innovation and Technology..." Linus pointed his haggard finger at a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle and deep nasolabial folds.