The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 12 The Witch's Skull

  Reso has seen all the big winds and waves in his life for decades, but he has rarely encountered such a kid who plays cards according to common sense. Not afraid of the demon hunters, let alone avoiding them like other people.

  This is not a joke, many children will be scared to cry by the strange appearance and temperament of the witcher.

  Roy can't see a trace of disgust on his face. He looked at the three demon hunters with strange eyes, revealing a touch of closeness and admiration?

  Perhaps getting older, people are prone to sentimentality, Reso couldn't help but sway slightly, but his face is still a stereotyped dead face.

  He suddenly thought of himself many years ago. At that time, he was still young, and he was taken from his hometown of Guleta to the Gesved Fortress in the Tyre Tosha Mountains, the base camp of the Serpent faction.

At that time, he had not yet accepted the trial of the green grass. Every day he watched his guide, the witcher instructor, the founder of the Viper School, and the great master Ivar Evil Eye, standing on the high podium, facing the audience. Several snake apprentices impart knowledge and life experience.

  I had also been in front of him, showing the eyes of this child.

  It’s a pity that the time has passed. A few decades ago, Ivar Evil Eye lost the news when he hunted down a bat-winged brain demon. Coupled with the crazy behavior of cats killing humans at that time, it incurred many negative comments from the folks for the demon hunters. Under the double blow, the Viper Academy gradually fell apart, and fewer and fewer apprentices joined Gusveld.

  Now the Snake School is decayed to the point that there are only a few people left. Except for the three of them, there are only two companions who don’t know where the wandering is.

  In the past two decades, the Snake School has no apprentice who has survived the trial of the grass.

   "Revitalize the Viper School, hunt down the enemies of the School, and find Ivar Evil Eye!" This is Resor's greatest wish and the motivation for the three of them to travel to the north.

   Thinking of this, his eyes gradually softened when he looked at Roy.

  ...

  Goddess Meritelli, bless, today is a sunny day.

  The three of them made quite meticulous preparations before leaving. And all this didn't avoid Roy at all, and ordinary people couldn't learn from it at all.

They skillfully took out a bottle of amber viscous liquid from the leather bag around their waist, poured it on the dagger blade taken from the chest, smeared it evenly, the movement was extremely slow, but full of inexplicable tension.

  After the dagger is covered with a layer of amber luster, check the quantity and usage of the potion carried by the potion over and over again, and tie the alchemy bombs of different colors to the place within easy reach.

  When everything was ready and the time came to noon, Roy quietly followed after the demon hunter left the village at the agreed time, carrying his parents on his back.

  A few curious villagers also followed.

  Half an hour later, Roy was out of breath, clutching his stomach and retching constantly, while the three witchers looked at the cemetery not far away, with their pupils shrinking.

   "Roy, you just stay here. After a while, I will clean up the tomb witch, and I will naturally call you."

   "Please remember, let me kill him myself!"

The demon hunter Resor stayed silent, and together with Oakes and Cerritt, he took out the brown potion he had prepared. After swallowing, the three people's cheeks suddenly showed shocking, earthworm-like wriggles. With black blood vessels, his expression became hideous and evil, and the murderous look in his eyes was substantive.

  Roy felt cold all over his body at the first glance.

  Next, Resso sneaked into the cemetery silently with a smart posture that was inconsistent with his body shape, bowed his waist and stepped his feet like a predator cat. Serritt and Oaks copied from the other two breads.

Under the scorching sun, every corner of the cemetery was clear, except for the piles of bones in the opened grave, and two gray-brown shriveled corpses. Resso cautiously walked over and checked. From their skeletons, the deceased was tall and supposed to be an adult male, but his body was so corrupt that he could not see his true face at all.

   Judging from the traces, after struggling violently before death, there were many fractures in the body, and each bone had a hole cut by a sharp tool.

After finishing the analysis, Resso closed his eyes quietly, his nose turbulence in the air like a hunting dog, and the strong smell of the corpse could not stop his keen sense of smell. Soon, his eyes focused on the low house in the middle of the cemetery. , And steadily took out a transparent long-necked narrow-necked bottle from his waist and searched around the room with the door closed.

  Crypt Witches are afraid of sunlight, and their residences are usually built tightly, without any gaps for sunlight to penetrate.

  This house was originally prepared for the tomb guard, so it is impossible to have no vents!

  Resso didn't take much effort to find a place that was originally a window. At this time, it was already tightly sealed by monsters with clay, but after all, it was not a solid rock. The Demon Hunter used a flying knife to easily cut a gap in it, and then threw the alchemy bomb into it.

"Kaz", the crisp glass crack sounded, Resso pulled away and hurriedly retreated. The rabbit and falcon jumped onto the roof while making a gesture. The Oaks and Seret who had been waiting on both sides rushed to the roof at the same time. Both sides of the main entrance of the house.

Seret’s right hand outlines two triangular symbols in mid-air that are opposite each other like an hourglass, and pushes them out. A pale white light visible to the naked eye rises, and a circular circle with a radius of about 10 feet appears on the ground out of nowhere. , Began to flicker faintly.

  Ochs used his right hand to outline an upright triangle symbol with two circles inside and outside, but did not push it out, ready to go.

   "Bang!" With a loud noise, the door was kicked open, and the deformed figure with a big belly shot out! The front foot jumped out of the gate, and its body seemed to be hit by an invisible sledgehammer. It trembled suddenly, losing its balance and fell to the ground.

  Ox, who had not been printing, saw the opportunity and decisively pushed out the seal, and saw an orange cone of flame spurting out of his palm in the dazzling yellow light, and it happened to burn to the embarrassing figure.

  Before this, the tomb witch had been contaminated by the alchemy bomb that Reso threw into the room. Her body was like a layer of oily water, and she was instantly lit by Igni's seal, turning into a burning man.

  The burning tomb witch raised up to the sky and let out a piercing wailing like a night, and then raised her chicken-claw-like arms, sprinting toward the outside of the Ardenfa array that suppressed his body.

In an instant, a ghostly figure jumped from the roof and stopped in front of the grave witch, followed by the blow of a gust of wind and rain, the short swords intertwined in mid-air with a dense silver arc, reflecting light like two horses. Lian flew up and down around it, cutting like a meat grinder.

  Roy, who was watching from a distance, exhausted his eyes and couldn't see the movements of the demon hunter. It was too fast. It was clear that Resso was the only one attacking, and three afterimages appeared beside the grave witch at the same time.

After just a few breaths, most of the body was scorched, covered with sword marks, and the tomb witch fell to the ground softly, and after another second, the limbs with dark green blood broke off from his body, only left A "stick" struggling, wriggling, and dying in the middle.

  Ox greeted him, pressed his knees on his back, and quickly pulled his right hand with leather gloves into his mouth, pulling out a slender and long horrible tongue covered with fleshy thorns.

   did not pay any attention to the inhuman wailing of the monster under his knees. He cut off the whole tongue and threw it into a jar that had already been prepared.

  Resso took out a blue cloth from his leather bag, and gently and carefully wiped the two daggers covered with dark green blood. The grave witch was in such a miserable state, and the strange thing was that he did not have any blood on his body, his breath was stable, and he did not gasp at all. It seems that the figure that turned into a storm just now is not him.

  The battle is also over, and Seret, wearing a red headband, called Roy who was hiding in the distance.

  "This thing still has a breath. As agreed, the last knife belongs to you." Cerrett glanced at Gabriel on his wristband. "Are you going to end it with this thing?"

  Roy, who was on the sidelines all the way, looked at the creeping "human stick" in front of him. He didn't know what to say for a while, and couldn't say the cruel words that he was going to put at it.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the demon hunter’s skills were beyond his imagination. The entire battle process took only a short two minutes, and the demon hunter completed it before others’ foreplay had begun. Commissioned.

  This terrifying monster that easily kills the blacksmith, Fletcher and his son, has no power to fight back under the Kingslayer combination.

  Maybe I should respect them a little bit.

  Roy squatted down and took out the short knife pinned to his back. The knife found from the butcher's house leaned against the back of the grave witch's neck. Looking at the two corpses in the cemetery, they smiled more ugly than crying, "Uncle Fletcher, Uncle Pusig, little slug, I avenge you!"

  "唰—" The light of the knife flashed, and the ugly head of the grave witch separated from her neck, and rolled to the feet of the bald man.

  And a row of wonderful words emerged in Roy’s template:

  Kill the grave witch, gain 100 experience points (103/1000)

  The experience of this monster is actually ten times that of ordinary animals.

  (End of this chapter)