God-level Demon Hunter

Ella shook her head, flicked her ponytail behind her head, pushed away the chair and stood up,

"I don't have the rough skin and thick flesh of these two brothers. If you want to slay a dragon, you men will find a way to do it yourself!"

Awell turned his gaze to the two Farkas brothers who were thinking again,

"Two, can you introduce other members of the comrade-in-arms group for us?"

"No need for now..." Wilkas swept across Fryn with piercing eyes, stayed on Awell for a longer time, and finally froze on Arondette behind Roy's shoulder.

"We are very interested in slaying dragons together, but first, we have to confirm the skills of our companions... Let's start with you, work hard, brothers, let us recognize!"

"what do you mean?"

Farkas pinched the shoulders at the back of his neck, showing a sinister smile, "Do you dare to compete with us in the venue behind the mead hall, magic is forbidden, only the blade in your hand!"

"Why don't you dare?" Fryen's chest surged with enthusiasm, "But we only decide the winner, so let's go!"

……

A group of six people rushed into the yard non-stop.

In the center of the spacious circular field.

Fryn was wearing a dirty fur armor, with an iron sword in his right hand and a leather shield in his left hand, and Wilkas, who was wearing a gleaming steel armor and holding a shiny steel sword and shield, began to confront.

The two first paced around their opponents a few times tentatively.Wilkas got a glimpse of his general weapon level from his jerky steps, so he felt calm and relaxed.

The newborn calf was the first to attack, with his shoulders hidden behind the shield, as if a gray lightning had collided with Wilkas, but the latter was as steady as a mountain and did not shake at all.

He slammed into Wilkas' shield again, only to be deflected by the metal inlay, and before he could retract the sword, Wilkas slammed the steel hilt at his collarbone beyond his leather armor, a piece made of the sky. A high-quality steel sword forged in a furnace, even just the hilt is powerful enough!

"Ouch!"

Frian snorted, and his collarbone became red and swollen visibly.

The pain went deep into the bone marrow.

Cold sweat broke out in a flash!

However, he gritted his teeth and continued to entangle with Wilkas, blocking, sidestepping, and swinging his sword. As a sword and shield player, his experience and reaction speed were much worse than Wilkas'.

Ten seconds later, a steel sword was placed around his neck.

"Frian, right? I can see that you have just learned swordsmanship, and your martial skills are not very good." Wilkas threw him a bottle of medicinal wine, "But you are determined and courageous, even if you are at an absolute disadvantage, Dare to take the initiative to attack! You are a good seed for a fighter!"

He stretched out his hand and shook the bewildered Dragonborn, "I approve of you!"

"So it's my turn to ask for advice this time?" A pair of daggers twirled beautifully in the palm of Aville.

The battle is on again!

Chapter 21 Incoming

Boom!

Gold and iron clash!

The two figures collided in the sunlight.

An aggression was like fire, and the blade launched continuous attacks like a storm, chopping and stabbing, smashing the air, the blade reflected the golden sunlight, jumped in mid-air, and danced brightly.

The man with eyeshadow on the opposite side is as stable as a rock, with a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He can always block and relieve his strength just right, and then launch a thunderous counterattack towards the opponent's exposed weakness!

Roy quickly took half a step back with his right foot, and then took a few steps, narrowly avoiding the blade poking at his chest.

He took a deep breath.

The top right of both hands is raised horizontally on the side of the face, the tip of the sword is like a bull's horn, facing the sharp eye protruding from the left side of the shield.

It was the first time he had encountered such a difficult sword and shield player. His physical fitness was comparable to his own, but his martial skills were much superior.

It's no wonder that Fryn and Awell failed miserably one after another.

Roy could only rely on his slightly superior sharpness to keep circling around him, attacking his back, legs and feet. Other parts were covered with solid steel armor, and ordinary steel swords were not powerful enough.

However, the shield is an extension of Wilkas' arm, and his defense is like a tortoise shell, watertight. For a full minute, Roy's sword failed to touch Wilkas' body.

As soon as he retreated, the tide-like offensive was interrupted. Wilkas immediately raised his shield and charged with a low growl.

Wilkas rushed two meters in front of Roy, jumped up suddenly, and smashed the shield in his left hand at his sword blade, and the inertia of his falling body was attached to it.The strong wind locked the demon hunter tightly, and he had no choice but to retreat, otherwise he would retreat outside the circular field.

"boom!"

Shield and blade collided violently.

Roy failed to completely remove the impact force to the right, the blade was pushed aside instead, and the tiger's mouth was numb.

Wilkas's right hand, which was hidden behind the shield, pierced Yu in time, like a pocket battering ram hitting his chest!

It seemed that it wanted to smash into his chest and penetrate him!

"boom!"

The demon hunter reluctantly raised his hands to the upper right, and the middle of the sword blocked the steel sword tip, but failed to block the shield on the other side.

He was pushed out of the battlefield!

The surroundings became silent.

Frian had a look of disbelief. Golden Eye, who was invincible in his heart, lost like this?

No.

He shook his head reassuringly.

This battle was too suffocating for Golden Eye, with a small venue, forbidden magic and long-range means.

He could only use his least proficient swordsmanship to head-to-head with this warrior holding a sword and shield.

What's more, he hasn't used Arondette behind him yet. For the sake of fairness, he only used an ordinary steel sword.

If you lose, you lose.

The demon hunter bowed his head to admit defeat calmly, and handed the steel sword to Awell, who inserted it into the weapon rack.

"Brother Golden Eyes is so young, but his physical fitness is so good..." Wilkas put down his sword and shield, and after three consecutive battles, he still breathed steadily without a drop of sweat on his face, and his physical strength was inhuman. "The only thing missing It is martial arts, I can see that your swordsmanship is practiced in actual combat killings, you are decisive and have a solid foundation."

"It's a pity that there is a lack of change and background. If you face an enemy who is not weaker than you in physical fitness and good at defending, you will suffer a big loss."

Roy nodded, and now swordsmanship is his biggest shortcoming.

Of course, if you add the bunch of enchantments on top of Arondette, then it's another matter.

"It doesn't matter," Farkas glanced at the demon hunter appreciatively, and solicited, "With your skills and courage, you are fully qualified to join the comrades-in-arms group. When the time comes, there will naturally be shield friends who have experienced many battles and skilled skills. How about I guide you?"

"When we figure it out, we will naturally ask Krakow Herald. What do you two think about now? Help Xueman snipe the dragon?" Fryn asked.

The two brothers smiled and nodded,

"It's an honor to fight side by side with the warriors! We will help you ask other brothers and sisters in the comrade-in-arms group for free to see if they are interested in participating in dragon hunting, and then we will inform you of the total number of people and the requirements for reward!"

"Then there are two Laos."

"Are you still interested?" The itchy Farkas pulled out the broadsword of the sky furnace behind him, and a dazzling white light traveled along the slanted blade. "Practice with me?"

"Ok!"

……

"Aren't you afraid of revealing your identity when fighting a dragon?" Ella and Wilkas, who were watching the battle on the other side, whispered,

"You think Balgruf is not clear?" Wilkas shook his head indifferently, "He has been hiding it for us, and now we are going to take the risk of helping him, and he will repay us."

……

In the evening, a warm yellow light cluster falls into the horizon,

Three panting men left the mead hall.

Aweil and Frian were covered in sweat, their fingers and calves were trembling like spasms, and their eyes were dull, like eggplants beaten by frost.

And Roy, because of his extraordinary physique, still couldn't hide the tiredness on his face.

Only the Wilkas brothers were as tireless as animals. After a day of training, their eyes were red with excitement, and they were reluctant to let them go.

……

For the next two days, the three of them still visited the comrades-in-arms group, drinking and sparring every day.

In the midst of repeated failures, Frien and Awell's martial skills have steadily increased, which can be described as painful and happy.

And Roy seemed to have returned to the time when he first followed Lei Suo to learn swordsmanship. He failed repeatedly, but he could feel that his swordsmanship was improving bit by bit under the pressure of the Farkas brothers.

In the past two days, they got to know the members of the comrades-in-arms group roughly. There were only about [-] people sitting in the mead hall, which was much less than Roy expected, but it made the lords in Longlin Castle quite afraid.

Roy had a guess that Lord Balgruuf's emphasis on the comrade-in-arms group may be due to their hidden cards. According to observations, five people in the comrade-in-arms group have hidden identities, except for the Wilkas brothers and Ella. There is also Skoyue, and the pioneer of the comrades-in-arms group, Kraco Whitemane... Kraco is taciturn, and the three of them did not join the comrades-in-arms group, and he is unwilling to waste his words.

The rest of the members are just ordinary Nords with rich combat experience, and their attributes are in the normal range.

In the past two days, Roy cooperated with Awell to translate "About Annihilation" into the northern common language of the world of demon hunters. At the same time, he also learned a little Nord language.

Roy probably saw that this was a book about the wonderful journey of the master of the summoning system in the plane of annihilation. It might be helpful to understand the spells of the summoning system, but the content was too obscure and dizzy, so he could only read it slowly. Eat a portion every day.

……

Two days later, the Wilkas brothers finally gave an answer. In addition to the two of them, another irritable man named Torva, who is good at using a one-handed sword and shield, also agreed to join the dragon hunting team because of the generous reward.

Other members are either unwilling or have other arrangements.

Roy was a little bit regretful, he always thought that the long-range huntress Ella was more suitable to join the battle.

But this ice beauty has a good idea, and will not act unless the dragon attacks Snowman City.

So far, the Gray Mane, the Berserker Clan, and a few members of the Comrades Group have been drawn into this dragon sniper battle by the demon hunters!

……

Dragon's Landing Hall,

"I have also heard about the dragon attacking Sommer. The dragon disaster is imminent. Fortunately, there are three people who have won us a strong helping hand!"

"There are almost all the personnel preparing for the battle. Passive defense is worse than active attack. Once the soldiers outside find the trace of the dragon, Iriles will lead [-] city guards, ten warriors from the Zhankuang family, and five warriors from the Gray Mane family." People, the three members of the comrade-in-arms group went to the destination to destroy them." Balgruf said loudly while sitting on the throne,

"After the crisis is over, I will reward the three of you for your merits!"

"Now why don't you three do some preparatory work, such as enchanting weapons and equipment, alchemy potions, Farengar can handle it! In order to thank the three for your efforts... your enchanting costs," Balgruf waved his hand, "I All will be reimbursed!"

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, the recent efforts were finally not in vain.

Immediately, they approached the court mage and bought 2 small soul stones (100 experience points each), 1 medium soul stone (200 experience points), and a large soul stone (500 experience points).

The total cost was more than 1300 gold coins.

Half left.

And out of curiosity, Frien also spent more than 100 gold to buy the burning hand of the destruction system spell, and he suddenly comprehended the spell.

Obviously, Dragonborn is not a reckless melee fighter. He also has the talent for casting spells and has the potential to become a long-range fortress.

It's a pity that he hasn't been sharpened, and he doesn't even know how to meditate. The pitifully small amount of mana can only support the burning hand for 20 seconds before it is completely consumed.

As for the free enchantment promised by the lord, it can only start after the new equipment forged by Erlend is available.

It is worth mentioning that enchanting in this world is extremely difficult, requiring skilled mages to use arcane converters to provide constant magic for items, which cannot be done without magic talent.

According to Roy's estimation, his summoning spells must be at least Lv3 before he can try to add the simplest summoning magic pet to the weapon.

And every enchantment, including the permanent enchantment of armor, needs to consume a miniature soul stone worth at least one hundred gold coins.

So to practice enchanting, you must first have money.

Roy and Frien's thousand gold coins were naturally not enough, and they couldn't understand this complicated craft in a short time, so they simply handed over everything to Farenja.

……

In the end, Awell bought about ten bottles of Farenga's potions, seven bottles of small life potions, three bottles of magic power potions, and three bottles of magic resistance potions that resist [-]% fire damage after drinking.

After all, every dragon has the breath of the flame dragon, with more resistance, maybe they can survive!

Regarding alchemy, the alchemy in Skyrim Province is very similar to that in the world of the Witcher. It is based on herbs, a bunch of strange life materials, and even ashes, and is mixed, blended, and purified in a bunch of precision instruments such as test tubes and measuring cups. , filtering, etc.

The potions in Skyrim Province are more like an enhanced version of the potions in the world of witchers. Thanks to the rich and magical alchemy materials in Skyrim Province, the potions here have all kinds of strange effects-restore mana, life, physical strength, short-term Increase magic resistance or a certain attribute of the body within a certain period of time, or even a mixture of several effects.

Most of the potions in Skyrim Province are not like potions, they don't need to be blended with magic power, ordinary people can also master this alchemy and drink the finished product.

And the negative effects of most of the medicines are within the acceptable range, and a few sleeps can almost make them recover.