Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 27 Fierce Battles

The battle went smoothly.

A honeycomb bomb and a charged Igni flame blasted the water ghosts to pieces. Not only did they successfully kill five or six water ghosts, but they also successfully blocked their arrogance.

However, the more stupid the creature is, the less able it is to judge the strength gap between the two sides.

Those water ghosts who were not affected by the explosion and flames still had no fear at all, they bypassed those companions who were seriously injured by the explosion, and continued to rush towards him with teeth and claws.

Wayne jumped off the railing and returned to the top of the stairs. Instead of raising his sword to defend immediately, he took a few steps to the exit of the stairs, formed a seal with one hand, and pushed down, setting an Arden magic trap at the exit of the stairs.

The purple magic radiance instantly depicted a circular ancient magic circle on the ground.

Wayne didn't feel any discomfort standing on it, but if those water ghosts rushed in, they would be immediately affected by the magic circle and bound by the chaotic magic power inside, seriously slowing down their movement speed.

Although this sigil does not cause direct damage to the monsters within the range, its special effect is very suitable for defensive operations in this advantageous terrain. It is the first choice for demon hunters to deal with ghosts, demon spirits and other light-sized and fast monsters.

The only pity is that, due to material problems, both Geralt and Wayne only have one honeycomb bomb on their bodies. Otherwise, burying a few on this path that the monsters must pass through may directly kill most of them.

Wayne calmly waited for the arrival of the monsters when he suddenly heard a loud explosion behind him.

With a quick glance, he found that Geralt had also used a similar method to him, getting the honeycomb bomb into the water ghosts and detonating it.

However, the White Wolf's Igni Seal could not attack as far away as Wayne. He waited until the water ghosts rushed to the entrance of the stairs, and then directly ignited the fuse and dropped the bomb to detonate it.

This also caused him to be quite close to the explosion. The power of the honeycomb bomb directly blasted the mud at the bottom of the pond, the river water, and the flesh and blood of a few unlucky water ghosts, splashing everywhere, and directly drenched Geralt into a drowned chicken.

But no matter how embarrassing they were, when the explosion was over and the water ghosts swarmed up the stairs, Wayne and Geralt had to take up weapons and fight these monsters that smelled like corpses.

As a veteran, Geralt was already used to this kind of battle. He didn't care about the mud and blood splashed on his body. He leapt towards a water ghost that was charging up, bumped away the arm it grabbed with his shoulder, held up the silver sword, and slashed down towards its head.

The silver sword in White Wolf's hand glowed slightly. It was a slender and graceful sword engraved with various mysterious inscriptions. When it slashed at the water ghost's face, there was almost no hindrance, and half of its head was cut off in an instant.

After successfully killing one water ghost with one blow, Geralt did not stop, and turned around to avoid another water ghost's pounce. The silver sword drew a perfect arc and slashed at the chest of another water ghost.

The sharp blade directly cut a wound more than one meter long in its chest cavity. The huge force directly caused the water ghost to fall to the ground screaming, and even through the wound, the internal organs that were still beating could be seen.

However, before this water ghost died, more water ghosts surged up from the stairs.

They didn't care about the same kind that were cut down on the ground, and stretched out their claws, roaring and surrounded Geralt.

Although Geralt's dodging skills were sensitive and sophisticated, dodging the attacks of several water ghosts one after another, but a large number of monsters surrounded him, which undoubtedly reduced the space for him to dodge.

The two sides hit the back, and the space between each other was getting smaller and smaller. Geralt had to cast the Quen Sign frequently, while dodging, and at the same time, he successfully killed the monsters surrounding him by changing wounds for wounds.

Fortunately, although these water ghosts are ferocious, they are almost at the bottom of the monsters. Their claws may be able to grab human flesh, but they cannot break through metal armor.

In front of Geralt the White Wolf, who was experienced in combat, in the end, he could only leave large and small bruises on those non-fatal parts of his body.

Wayne's battle situation was completely different from Geralt's. When water ghosts rushed up the stairs crowded together, the first thing they encountered was the Arden trap for slowing down.

Wayne stood in the center of the trap and did not have direct contact with the water ghost. He was very aware of his own advantages, whenever a water ghost forcibly broke through the trap and wanted to attack him.

Wayne will rely on his agility to roll and avoid the water ghost's attack.

And once two or three water ghosts were gathered in the magic circle, he would stretch out his left hand, and use a powerful Alder seal that had been strengthened by accumulating power, to send the water ghosts flying towards the rocky wall, causing their thin and small bodies to slam into the wall fiercely.

Finally, when these water ghosts fell to the ground, they rolled over to them, and directly pierced their heads with the silver sword.

Of course, this roundabout way of fighting not only takes a long time, but also consumes the magic power of chaos in the body, which is not suitable for most demon hunters.

However, with the blessing of the Swallow Potion and the Tawny Owl Potion in his body, the chaotic magic power in Wayne's body is just enough, and he can even take time to use the Axii Sign to confuse one or two water ghosts, causing them to fight among themselves, disrupting the attack rhythm of the water ghosts.

In this way, the high-intensity battle lasted for more than 20 minutes.

Geralt, who chose to fight hand-to-hand, ended the battle first. Panting heavily, he clamped the silver sword covered in blood and filth in the armpit, and wiped off the blood on it.

Then he gritted his teeth, grinned, and walked towards Wayne, who was still fighting, step by step.

When he walked into the vicinity of Wayne, the battle here was coming to an end. One of the last three water ghosts was controlled by Wayne's Axii sign. Regardless of the danger of its belly being ripped open, it bit one of its companions hard.

But Wayne, the master who controlled it, showed no mercy, and directly used a powerful Igni Seal, causing the three water ghosts to be enveloped in fierce flames.

Out of the instinctive fear of flames and high temperature, the water ghost with its stomach torn apart broke free from the control of the Axii seal, and was on fire, screaming and struggling crazily.

However, before it was buried in the flames covering its whole body, a slender silver sword, like a shooting star, pierced into its eye socket in an instant, and then turned the brain inside the skull into a paste.

Geralt stood aside and watched Wayne's battle, and when he saw that although his armor was covered with dust, but there was no trace of being hit by monsters, he couldn't help but admire him.

"Wayne."

"Although your fighting style is like a donkey constantly rolling on the ground, it is very disgraceful."

"But I have to commend you for your prudence and care."

He rubbed his ribs that had been hit by the water ghost many times, and the pain made the white wolf grin.

"Even an old witcher like me will be beaten all over his body when facing so many water ghosts."

"But you have come out unscathed in such a fierce battle, which is certainly a commendable thing."

Hearing Geralt's approval, Wayne turned his head and wiped the dust off his face with his hands that were not stained with blood.

He grinned and was about to chat with Geralt for a few joking words when he suddenly focused his eyes and noticed a cloud of fuzzy and hazy gas behind Geralt.

A hunchbacked, ugly monster with strong limbs and sharp claws emerged from the gas.

Before the white wolf could react, the monster's sharp claws had already been raised high, and it came down fiercely with a speed as if it was breaking a mountain and cracking a rock.

"Get out of the way! Geralt!"

Wayne instinctively yelled, made a seal with his left hand, and pushed forward suddenly, and the seal of Alder hit the monster that suddenly appeared.

The attack happened too suddenly. Although Geralt made a dodging movement and left the deadly neck position under Wayne's reminder, he still suffered a severe blow from the claw on the back.

"what!"

With a scream, the famous White Wolf Geralt was ruthlessly sent flying.

(End of this chapter)