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In New York, there is a small town called Blavikan in the far northern suburbs.

In the darkness, a figure on horseback came south along the endless road and entered this small town.

Although it is late at night, the atmosphere in the town is very lively. You can always see all kinds of men and women having fun on the streets and alleys. Bars, dance halls, clubs and other entertainment venues can be found everywhere.

All signs indicate that people here have a rich nightlife.

From this aspect, it can be regarded as a good inheritance of the New York style.

And when this rider from afar entered the town, he quickly attracted people's attention.

Whenever he passes by an alley, people in the alley are involuntarily attracted to him, and some even come out to watch.

Click!Click!Click!

Not long after, the whole street was almost full of people. Everyone's expression was as if they were watching some rare creature. Many people took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures.

In modern society, there are not many people riding horses on the road anymore, but it is not impossible, and it is far from making people feel strange.

Apparently it wasn't the horses that attracted them, but the people riding them.

This man has gray hair and a beard. At first glance, he looks like a centenarian. At second glance, he looks like a middle-aged man. His true age cannot be seen at all.

The black armor covering his whole body makes people feel cold at a glance. He also carries two long swords on his back and a wolf head badge hanging on his chest. It is like a medieval knight who has crossed time and space and came to the present world.

On his weathered face, there was a long scar from his forehead through his left eye to his left cheek, but it did not make people feel ugly, but instead added a different kind of charm.

The most unforgettable thing was his eyes, which were a pair of cat-like eyes with golden vertical pupils that glowed in the dark.

Those are not eyes that humans should have.

Most people would usually feel flustered when being watched like this, but this knight remained unmoved and did not show any unnaturalness.

In Geralt's world, this kind of situation has long been customary.

Ever since he accepted the Trial of Green Grass and became a witcher, the disgust and contempt of the people around him had become an essential part of his life.

Rather, Geralt was even more surprised that the people here were just curious and not malicious.

"Ding--"

Suddenly, the wolf head badge hanging on Geralt's chest vibrated slightly, and the metal badge made a jingling sound when it hit the armor.

"Stop it, Carrot!"

Geralt instantly tightened the reins and stopped the horse beneath him.

The witcher's badge is vibrating, which means...

There is something containing magic nearby!

Geralt's eyes swept around, and the demon hunter's senses were fully activated.

"there!"

Soon, Geralt locked onto a building dozens of meters away, and the thing that caused the badge to react was in that direction.

Geralt suddenly stopped and glanced around, startling the onlookers.

"Hey, man! This outfit of yours is so cool. Where did you buy it? Are you a cosplayer?"

A bold young man walked up and spoke to Geralt.

"Cosplayer?"

Geralt couldn't understand the unfamiliar word, but now was not the time to learn a new language.

"No, I'm not a coser, I'm a witcher."

"Uh...what did you say you were?"

The young man gave up on the spot.

For people on earth, the term "witcher" is also a new thing.

"What is that house?"

Geralt was not going to explain what a witcher was. He directly asked the young man for information about the target building.

"That's the largest cold storage in town, used to store frozen meat."

The young man said a little strangely, he didn't understand what there was to ask.

After Geralt thanked him, he drove his horse towards the cold storage. The horse named Carrot was very fast. It took just over three seconds to gallop to the cold storage door dozens of meters away and stopped in time.

Before the onlookers could react, one person and one horse disappeared from sight.

Cold storage door.

The guard looked at Geralt who suddenly galloped over on horseback, and his eyes suddenly became wary.

He warned Geralt with an unkind look on his face: "Sir, please leave here as soon as possible. Non-staff members are not allowed to enter."

Geralt felt the badge vibrate more violently. Whatever was in the cold storage must be related to magic.

Judging from the appearance of the guard, there is a high probability that he will not be let in, but the negotiation must be done.

"I just want to know what's in there."

Geralt said calmly.

Hearing Geralt's words, the guard's eyes became more wary.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, sir. Of course there is only frozen meat in the cold storage. If you don't leave, I will ask you to leave!"

The guard put his hand on his waist as if he was about to take out his pistol. The threat was quite obvious.

Geralt shook his head slightly. Sure enough, it had developed to this point.

"You're going to let me in, right?"

Geralt said this while quietly making a strange gesture with his right hand.

Seal of Akxi!

This is a magic seal practiced by demon hunters that can confuse the enemy's mind.

The so-called seal is a kind of magic that abandons spells and can be cast instantly. The price is that it is small in scale and cannot be used in a large area. The seal of Axi can only affect two enemies at the same time.

The Wolf School to which Geralt belongs mainly practices five kinds of seals. In addition to the Seal of Axi, there are also the Seal of Igni that sprays flames, the Seal of Alder that releases impact, the Seal of Magic Trap Arden and the Magic Shield Quen. print.

As the Seal of Axi was released, an imperceptible white light wrapped around the guard's head, and his eyes suddenly became dull.

"Of course... of course, you can go in if you want."

the guard said drowsily.

Now that he had received permission, Geralt dismounted, knocked out the guard and walked straight into the cold storage.

Entering the cold storage, there was indeed a large amount of meat stored inside, with slaughtered pigs hanging on rows of shelves, and several warehouses in a row were filled with pork.

At first glance, there is nothing suspicious about this cold storage.

But Geralt is different from ordinary people. As a witcher with all his senses fully developed, he has a clear goal from the beginning.

He didn't have to go from warehouse to warehouse to check. From the moment he entered the cold storage, Geralt kept moving forward.

After turning a few corners, we entered the deepest warehouse, and then came to where three pigs were hanging in the corner.

"Interesting, do they really think they can hide this from others?"

Geralt said calmly.

After peeling away the hanging pig, an inconspicuous corner was revealed. After entering, there was a narrow corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a closed iron door, with a tall guard standing at the iron door.

When the guard saw Geralt's appearance, he did not show any hostility. Instead, he communicated with Geralt first.

It's just that he spoke a language that Geralt couldn't understand at all.

But Geralt didn't have the intention to listen to what the guard said now, because another voice sounded in his ears.

"Discovered a vampire lair and obtained a small amount of soul stones."

As this voice sounded, it was located in the narrow space of the multiverse, a mysterious dimension where reality and illusion intertwined and overlapped, time and space were chaotic and disorderly, and existed and did not exist.

An indescribably great entity was awakened from its slumber.