God-level Demon Hunter

Roy's face became weird.

"Out of curiosity, I took my servant Profe, and Ainz led his servant Mato into the forest shrouded in red light. We spent about 5 minutes exploring, but found nothing. The light source seemed to appear out of thin air. "

"We are going to leave the woods shrouded in red light, we are just about to leave..." Yurga paused, staring at the corridor between the prisons, dazed for a while, a strange gleam bloomed in his round pupils He raised his voice, and the two sleeping prisoners in the opposite prison couldn't help smacking their lips, "Ainz suddenly disappeared!"

"disappear?"

"Like a melting candle! His body, from the inside out, was ignited and burned by a red flame!"

Roy thought he was hearing an embellished horror story, and glanced at Geralt again.

The latter nodded firmly at him.

"The red flames came from nowhere, burning blazingly without producing the slightest smoke. In five seconds at most, Ainz only had time to yell twice before he was burnt to pieces and dissipated in the air, taking all his clothes with him." All turned to ashes and dust. In the end, nothing remained!"

Roy's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

He thought it was just an ordinary missing persons case, and he caught it with the help of a witcher's senses!

But now——there was no doubt that he was on the verge of a major event!

He had never heard of such grotesque events—glowing forests, living people being burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Such a high temperature is required, even the flame breath of the giant dragon in the Skyrim Province can't do it. He believes that most warlocks in this world also don't have this ability.

Roy searched all the knowledge in his mind, but he couldn't think of a reason. It was even more outrageous than a dragonborn absorbing a dragon soul!

"Is it possible that Yurga drank too much alcohol or took some drugs that the upper class nobles were obsessed with, and had hallucinations?" Roy asked Geralt instead of looking at the fat man.

"I've checked and there's nothing to support your point."

"So you think he's telling the truth?"

"Yes, although I can't guess the reason." Geralt said bluntly.

"Hey, Lord Roy, you can call me ugly and pedantic, but you can't doubt my integrity. Integrity is the foundation of business!"

"Crap! Go on!"

"Me, Profe, and Ainz's servant, Mato, were all terrified at the time! We were worried that we would be implicated and burnt to ashes, and we tried our best to escape from that weird forest. I was too fat, and those two smelly The kid actually left me and ran away!"

"I was tired and scared, and my body was weak. When I passed the only way, a single-plank bridge, I couldn't stand firmly, and half of my body slipped out." The unbearable memory made Yurga's face look painful. "Can you understand, a fat man weighing more than [-] pounds, with half of his body hanging on the single-plank bridge, below is the Grand Canyon, the abyss! I'm like a whale stranded on the beach, about to suffocate, every second is inhumane torture!"

"So Geralt happened to pass by and rescued you!" Roy guessed.

"That's right, I was about to die at the time, and I promised to agree to any conditions. Master Geralt extended a helping hand." Yurga smiled gratefully at White Wolf, and added another digression,

"Actually, I know what a demon hunter wants. I wish I could give one of my two sons to Master White Wolf to teach. In this messy world with frequent wars, being a demon hunter may live longer than ordinary people. Live more nourishing!"

"Savvy!" Roy boasted. It was the first time he saw someone who took the initiative to give a son to a demon hunter.

"It's a pity that Master White Wolf thinks this does not conform to the law of accidents! By the way, when he rescued me from the wooden bridge, he proposed the law of accidents as a reward... There is no way that there will be a third child in my family that I don't know. When she got home, Kristel's stomach didn't move at all, to be precise, she was infertile!" The fat man looked determined.

Roy smiled, "Let's get down to business..."

"I rescued him and identified him as a demon hunter." The white wolf added, "I went back to the forest shrouded in red light with him for a walk, but unfortunately, when we got there, the vision had already disappeared. Completely disappear."

"But my pendant is vibrating." Geralt's dark cat eyes flickered, "There is a special energy left in that place!"

"Tell me about the location of that forest!"

Soon, Roy got the address information to his heart's content.

"After I was rescued, I was in a state of desperation..." Fatty continued, "I went back to the city with Master, and planned to discuss a solution. After all, the honorary ambassador has an extremely noble status, and his fate is too bizarre. Who would have imagined it? When we reached the gate of the city, we were surrounded by a group of guards!"

"For some reason, the cunning Ainz explained to his family's servants that he would make a big fuss if he didn't return to the city for a long time."

"When I left the city, many people saw me walking with him."

Yurga sighed, with bitterness on his face, "Mayena's honorary ambassador disappeared for no reason. This is big news. Someone must be found responsible for this matter. After hearing our excuse, the sheriff thought that we kidnapped Ainz, so we will Became a scapegoat!"

"Actually, there is nothing wrong with the sheriff doing this," Roy said standing opposite, "The red light and flames instantly burn people to ashes, which is unheard of, not to mention that the red light has long since disappeared. You basically have no evidence , but any normal person will regard you as kidnappers!"

"And it's a kidnapper who has already torn up his ticket and destroyed his body!"

Ainz was burned to ashes and could never be found.

"But there are other breakthroughs." Roy said in a deep voice, "Your escaped servant, Prophy, can prove that the energy field did exist, and prove what happened to Ainz!"

"That guy fled somewhere and hid, and the soldiers failed to catch him." Yurga looked displeased, but also a little relieved, "Besides, he was originally my man, even if he showed up, he would only Be regarded as an accomplice in kidnapping!"

"Then what about Ainz's servant Matto?"

"Mato disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown. At that time, he behaved strangely, as if his spirit had collapsed, and ran away yelling." The businessman recalled.

"Tell me about their physical characteristics, I'll be in charge of finding someone!" Roy said in a deep voice, "The words of Ainz's servant should be a little credible, right?"

……

"Finding Mato can't reverse the result!" Geralt shook his head, "Didn't you understand? The sheriff needs to give an explanation to the people, especially the refugees outside the city. It is completely like a fabricated testimony, which is not convincing at all and cannot win people's trust."

"The two have given me a big problem!" Roy pondered for a moment,

"So besides Mato, you have to find someone with deep credibility to endorse for you! It proves that the red light that burned honorary ambassador Ainz to ashes did exist."

Wild woods, deep impact.

A Mayenne organization suddenly appeared in Roy's mind.

……

Geralt and Ainz only saw each other mutter a strange word, and fell into deep thought.

"Hey, kid over there, it's time!"

A cry came from the iron gate stairway.

"Wait a moment!" Roy replied, and said to the two, "I almost have an idea, I will try my best to rescue you! You just need to wait in peace!"

"But before I leave, I still have a question. Ainz was burnt to ashes five minutes after being exposed to the red light, why did you, your servant Prophy, and Ainz's servant Mato remain unscathed?"

"I don't know." Yurga shook his head in confusion, "But it's not completely unchanged. I feel a little change in my body."

"What change?" Roy raised his eyebrows, and there was nothing unusual about him except for minor injuries during the observation.

"It's hard to describe, do you understand, but my body is much lighter than before, it's like letting go of some kind of psychological burden..."

"Well, I almost remember the eerie red light in the woods, the honorary ambassador who was burned to ashes, and the two servants who escaped." Roy stretched out his hand and threw Gu Weiheer into the iron grille.

"Hide it well, Geralt. During my investigation, if you two encounter danger that you cannot handle, tap the spine of the sword three times, and I will sense it and come to take you two away."

"Saving your life is the most important thing. When the time comes, you won't care about the law!"

He threw two bottles of small life potions to Yurga.

The fat businessman's back was covered with blood scabs, his face was exhausted, and he had obviously suffered a lot.

Roy couldn't let him die like this.

"If you can't stand the pain, just drink a bottle!"

The businessman immediately hid it carefully in his arms. He had always been interested in the witcher's potion.

"Okay, you two, take care! I have a hunch that there will be good news soon!"

Roy smiled meaningfully at Geralt, "Maybe I can surprise you."

……

Chapter 13 games

A bright red sun hangs high in the sky.

A few thoughts turned in the mind of the witcher who left the dungeon.

Although Geralt and Yurga had repeatedly told him about the strange red light, he thought it was necessary to see it with his own eyes, to confirm it, and maybe there would be unexpected gains.

So he jumped out of Mayena's city wall with a flash, and quickly came to the wooden bridge over the canyon, three miles north of the town.

Under the altitude of tens of meters, corpses, broken carriage frames, lush weeds can be seen faintly in the canyon, and clusters of oval-shaped emerald green moss grow on the decaying bridge deck.

The witcher suddenly changed his expression and stopped moving forward.

A strong wind blew from the canyon, and the wooden bridge began to shake violently from side to side. The wooden planks and the connected iron chains rubbed against each other, making the sound of kazkaz, like swinging in the canyon.

This level of shaking is not a problem for a well-balanced witcher.

The sudden crisis originated elsewhere—

A strong warning from the blood of the ancients!

Roy was crouching on the wooden bridge, holding a hand crossbow, like a beast crawling in the grass, ready to attack or escape at any time.

Xiao Hei lay motionless under his left foot, as if feeling his master's mood, obediently put away his whining.

And Golfin the Black Cat was lying on his right foot, his dark eyes were eager to try, as if he wanted to find out for his master.

Of course, Roy didn't let it die.

He stared unblinkingly at the opposite side of the bridge, there was something hidden there, which gave him a deadly sense of threat.

There is an abyss in front of him, and there seems to be a huge mouth hanging below. If he continues to move forward, he will fall into the abyss and be swallowed up by the terrifying giant beast.

He waited quietly for a full 10 minutes.

The warning signs lingering in his heart like a poisonous snake slowly disappeared.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

There may be something deeper behind the secrets I want to investigate.Proceed with caution.

As soon as he stepped into the dense bushes on the opposite side of the canyon, the second threat came.

A low growl that was extremely suppressed surrounded him, and at first he thought it was just the buzzing of mosquitoes raging in the bushes.

But after less than ten steps, he realized that he was wrong.

Between the bushes and dense forest around him, there are pairs of amber pupils slanting upwards at an angle of 45 degrees.

There is a desire for flesh and blood gleaming in it.

Swah——

The witcher pulled out Arondette, bowed his back and bent his knees, and held his long sword obliquely in front of his waist like a plow that broke through the soil. Under the brilliance of the rising sun, the unpretentious blade of the sword reflected a dull red light.

"Roar!" In the suppressed growl, more than ten wolves came into his sight.

The demon hunter's pupils narrowed into a prismatic shape.

They are much larger than ordinary wolves. Each one is as big as a calf. It is covered with gray-black fluff. Its four claws are thick and its nails are as sharp as a sickle. There are high bulges between its shoulders and back, and its teeth are pale. There are a few strands of bright red meat hanging on the top, and the cold eyes are fixed on the "prey" in the center,

He maintained a vigilant posture, calm like a statue, and saw a mutated word in his eyes.

"No wonder he dared to attack people early in the morning. This is no ordinary beast, um...a mutant beast."

The attribute is half higher than that of ordinary wolves.

If ordinary people encounter them, they will definitely die without a whole body!

The witcher suddenly raised his left hand, making a simple gesture with his fingers.

A golden Quen amulet covered his leather armor.

Consecutive outline.

A kaleidoscope-like halo of Arden emerged under his feet.

The lead wolf, enraged by his movement, gave a growl.

Like some kind of signal.

The sound of wind and sharp claws piercing the air came from Roy's front, back, left, and right sides. A grinning wolf with sharp teeth rushed forward, and the others also rushed towards them at an alarming speed.

As soon as the witcher turned around, the sword light flashed.

The head of the wolf that rushed from behind flew to a height of one meter, drawing a line of blood.

With a blank expression on his face, Roy took the initiative to break into the rest of the wolves with a big jump.

Arondette swung it with extreme speed, like a gust of wind and lightning, overturning the sword light in the sky, mixed with gushing flames.

Surround the wolves.

Roy danced an elegant and deadly sword dance among the wolves.

Every time he waved his hand and paced, a flower of life withered under the light of the sword.