God-level Demon Hunter

"Hehe, although spring is here, you are so young, so you know what it feels like?" Women are born with no resistance to cute things, and Rita relieved her melancholy, and gently picked the cat up from the flowers, her eyes followed One of the coagulation.

Just now, a letter and a delicate rose were exposed from the place covered by the orange cat's belly.

Meow!

The orange cat broke free from her soft embrace, jumped to the window sill, swayed its tail slightly, and pointed its fleshy paws there, urging her to continue, just like an experienced wingman.

Rita Nied looked up and looked into the night, the dim dots of stars seemed to suddenly emit a great light, illuminating her dark and cold chest.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she took the rose and the envelope with trembling fingertips.

"I didn't have time to say goodbye to you,

But I turned around and was busy wiping away the quietly dripping tears, "

The handwriting is not very beautiful, but familiar and moving.

"When I can't help but leave

I hurriedly calculated the return date

Even though it's only two months

but makes me upset and restless

like I forgot something, like I lost something

Like something is missing..."

Tears glistened in her blue eyes, and she felt the heat approaching behind her, and she fell back limply as if drunk.

She poured into a warm, firm chest.

If this is a sweet dream.

Then let me lie down for a while.

As she thought so, a familiar voice whispered in her ear...

"In a foreign land, I have only one wish."

"Like this, hugging you."

A pair of arms came from behind and wrapped around her waist tightly.

His lips touched her neck lightly, exhaling a hot breath.

"Just like this, falling into the black abyss together."

A sudden gust of cold wind came from the window, blowing her passionate red hair against the nose, eyes and lips of the man behind her.

She turned her face backwards.

The eyes covered the haunted face, just like in the memory, but with a little difference, which made her heart flutter, and she couldn't help herself.

"I'm back, Coral."

Roy gave her a gentle smile, and hugged her like a princess!

Chapter 2 Convergence

The hazy morning light spilled into several exquisite and small wooden houses inside the fence wall.

"Vicky's level is not much inferior to that of an official pharmacist." Reso observed the milky white solution in the glass bottle by shaking the light, and touched the little girl's soft blond hair, "Next, guide these two little girls Idiot, I have to go out."

"Don't worry, teacher, leave this to me!" The girl patted her small chest, a sweet smile appeared on her delicate cheeks, she was already able to independently refine dozens of potions.

During this period, he practiced many times in Gersveld Pharmacy, which was highly praised by Ms. Cantilla.

"Hmph! The teacher is biased again!" Renee, who was wearing shofar braids, snorted rather unwillingly, grinning, revealing the fine white teeth that had just erupted, and tilted her head, "Why don't you touch my head!"

A thick hand like a cattail fan immediately pressed against her forehead, and when she squinted her eyes like a kitten, she flexed and stretched her index finger again, giving her a heavy head bounce.

Renee immediately groaned, pursed her mouth and pretended to be about to cry.

The witcher remained stern.

"Where is the teacher going?"

On the other side, Conrad nervously pulled the corner of La Lesso's leather jacket,

"Ask all day long, why don't you ask some useful knowledge?"

"Continue to practice!"

……

Lei Suo straightened the sword belt on his back, took a deep breath and left the alchemy workshop. Compared with half a year ago, the alchemy workshop has undergone a renovation, with blue paint on the exterior walls and updated experimental equipment. .

With the shadow of a formal laboratory, it is definitely enough for those little apprentices.

Escal, who was teaching in the classroom almost at the same time, put down the book in his hand.

Vesemir in the blacksmith shop took off the thick cotton apron around his waist, and handed the forging hammer to three muscular boys with strong stature.

Oakes and Serritt at the edge of the farm handed the hoes, bows and arrows to the three young disciples with dirty faces.

Kayan returned from the botanical garden in the dense forest with a happy face.

Lambert, Aiden, and Vulture left twelve reserve demon hunters behind and walked from the training facility under the willow tree.

Ten tall and tall adult witchers left their posts one after another and flocked behind the fence beside the yard.

Beautifully dressed sorceresses, Triss, and Kalkstein were waiting there.

The sound of reading in the classroom is getting quieter, practicing sword moves by the plum blossom stake, and the boy bouncing on the stake by the willow tree is beginning to be absent-minded.

"Boss Carl, where are the teachers going? Is there another big move?" Monty looked eagerly at the tall figure behind the fence, his amber pupils were full of longing, "We have clearly passed the grass test , more than fourteen water ghosts died under my sword!"

"I'm fifteen!"

"I'm thirteen!"

"I have 120." Carl sighed helplessly.

"Eh... no matter how many, it is obvious that our skill has already surpassed most adults, isn't that enough? Why don't we take everyone to act together?" Chanem's tone was full of complaints, and his emerald green pupils shrank like a snake into a seam.

"Isn't that obvious?" Lloyd touched his plain cut-cut head, his blue vertical pupils were full of calmness, "Well...we just passed the green grass trial not long ago, and our state hasn't adjusted, it's for our sake !"

"In short, the transformation has not been successful, and the brothers still need to work hard to get the recognition and attention of the teacher!"

"What are you doing in a daze? A reserve demon hunter apprentice who hasn't taken any pre-medication, this is not something you should listen to!" Arkham Torm scolded with a straight face like an old man, "Didn't you have enough for breakfast? Give me some strength and run faster!"

"Whoever is slow, next time... woo... he won't have a role in killing water ghosts!"

The expressions of the seven newcomers who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop suddenly changed drastically, turning into exercise machines.

……

"Ms. Rita, why did you suddenly call everyone? There are still two months before the mutated white widow lays eggs, and the second mutation is not enough." Lambert put his hands on his hips, and looked up and down at the female sorceress who was more beautiful than Huajiao in front of him with sharp eyes. , the two buttons on the collar were shining in the morning sun, "Could it be that Triss remembered something?"

Immediately, ten pairs of vertical pupils nervously looked at Triss, who was dazed with small freckles on her pretty face.

Concern and expectations are beyond words.

"Sorry, I can't think of anything."

Rita Nieder had a straight face, her blue eyes were full of solemnity, "I actually made a major discovery in the Nine Valley, and I think everyone should follow along to see it!"

"How important is it? So many people are needed?" Oakes' amber pupils glanced suspiciously at her dress, which looked like a still flame, revealing the shrewdness of a witcher detective, "You are not lying to us, are you? .”

"Why did Ms. Rita suddenly change her clothes?" Lambert keenly noticed the difference, rubbing his chin with his callused fingers, "For the past two months, you have been wearing a long black lace dress, like a widow widow. What prompted the change in your dress style?"

His eyes flicked over her shiny face with a slight blush, which was in stark contrast to her haggardness some time ago.

"Your complexion is much healthier than before. Did you just take a shower in the morning?"

"Shut your crow's mouth, what a widow! It will be clear when you get there!" Rita Nieder looked annoyed. With a wave of her hand, Lambert immediately covered her throat, her eyes protruded, and she was speechless.

"Boom!"

Then the three warlocks shot at the same time, and the amulets around their necks jumped out with brilliant magic light,

Stretching out his hand, three portals with strong winds and rumbling noises appeared in the void.

The three walked in first.

However, among the remaining demon hunters, several of them showed extremely embarrassed and painful expressions on their faces, gritted their teeth and jumped in!

……

Toussaint.

Sansreto Swamp.

The laboratory below the Nine Valley Lake.

The braziers at the four corners and the torches beside the stone pillars illuminate the entire space clearly.

There was a sudden boom in the empty hall, and thirteen figures jumped out of the space door!

Several demon hunters' chests rose and fell violently, they took a deep breath, their faces were ugly, as if they had gone through a fierce and painful battle.

"Now you can tell, Rita Needle!" Lambert said, "what secret is hidden here, it is worth your torture!"

The female sorceress' blue eyes slowly swept across the puzzled faces, her hands wrapped around her towering chest, and a relaxed smile appeared on her red lips.

For the past two months, she has never smiled.

She is tortured all the time.

At this moment, a thought involuntarily passed through everyone's mind,

"Roy?"

The bald man's voice trembled, and he suddenly looked up behind the sorceress.

Behind the wall leading to the Mutated White Widow Cave.

Steady and powerful footsteps sounded.

A figure came out with strides.

The light of the fire illuminated a suit of white steel armor, with a slender and tall figure.

Carrying double swords.

Clean and neat short black hair.

The eyes are half dark gold and half silver gray.

There were a few strange red marks on his face, and a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Good morning, everyone!" Roy opened his arms, looked excitedly at everyone present, and shouted tremblingly, "I'm back!"

An eerie silence fell into the entire laboratory.

The air seemed to be sucked out in an instant.

Everyone held their breath, their expressions became unkind, and their eyes shone like a pack of wolves hunting in the night.

"Little devil!"

"Stinky boy!"

"boom!"

The bald man suddenly bent his knees and squatted, charging towards him like a beast.

Throw an alder at him right in the chest.

Air burst!

Roy nimbly rolled on the ground and narrowly dodged it, but two fists were no match for four hands.

Seven or eight demon hunters jumped out of the team at the same time, even the old and disrespectful Vesemir.

A group of muscular men surrounded him completely.

"boom!"

"boom!"

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong that made the gums sore, followed by the sound of fists and slaps entering the flesh.

Oakes, Lambert, Lesso, Vulture, and Serrit disarmed Roy of all his armor, lifted his limbs and head respectively, and lifted him to the air above his shoulders!