The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 556 Wigofortes

   Partial hall of the temple.

  Collectors and ice elements are searching around corners like enemies.

  The other corner.

   "click..."

A light blue light curtain emerged in mid-air, and a sturdy and burly man with short black hair and a knight jacket was standing in the light curtain. Behind him were neatly stacked rows of bookshelves and a huge grandson. The water tank full of clear water can vaguely see the endless Gobi Desert outside the window.

   His deep gaze swept across the scene across the screen, his face suddenly tightened calmly, and his voice was filled with confusion.

   "Liens, what's the matter?"

  A bony long sword was standing on the neck of his good subordinate. The yin bird's cheek was distorted because of pain, but also with guilt and unwillingness. His pupils were slightly dilated, and his voice was weak and weak.

   "Master Weigo...I...I'm sorry, this kid took me..."

"One more mouth, I'm nervous and my hands tremble." Another man showed his head from behind Riens, his ears with short black hair, dark gold and silver gray pupils twinkling intricate light, sent to Riens. Warning, "You have to say goodbye to this world!"

  The prisoner trembled suddenly and did not dare to say another word.

   "Weigofotezi, the master of magic, a member of the Wizarding Society, and the great red man in front of the kings of the North and South, admiring the name for a long time."

  Roy's expression was in a trance for a moment. After all the hardships, he finally met the powerful mage who slammed Geralt and burned the high-level vampire to death in his memory.

  Weigfortz

  Age: 68

Sex: Male

  Identity: Warlock, Druid, Master Alchemist, Member of Wizarding Society...

  Life: 320

  Magic:?

Attributes:

   Strength: 32

  Physique: 32

  Agility: 25

  Perception: 20

  Will: 20

  Charm: 16

Spirit:?

Skill:

Source of magic (passive), alchemy lv10, sky-controller lv8, stick weapon specialization lv10, fast cast specialization lv10, meditation lv10, portal lv10, mirror image lv10, floating force field lv10, rainbow shield lv10, shift shape Shadow Change lv10, Empathy Probe lv10, Elemental Summon lv10, Necromancy lv10, Astrology lv5... more than 300 items are omitted.

  ……

  The Demon Hunter took a deep breath. Despite his psychological expectations, Weigo's strength exceeded his expectations.

  The densely packed spells are desperate at first glance.

  And this bunch of attributes and melee skills means that he is not only a powerful mage, but also a warrior who has experienced many battles!

Roy remembered something like this. In the Sunnider Island incident a few years later, Geralt was struck off his thigh with a cudgel inherited from the Druid in the battle with this guy, and his leg has been ill. Failure to heal, resulting in that any height higher than a floor in the future would be fatal for Geralt.

  If you actually compete in martial arts, you may not be able to walk a few rounds under this mage, and you will be beaten with a stick.

  Unprecedented enemy!

  But he can't run away dingy.

  This time the result of disagreement with Weigo, how will this powerful figure calculate himself, his brothers, and children behind his back?

   "Oh, who is your excellency, have you seen me?" The male warlock whispered with a calm expression, his eyes repeatedly looked at this unusually young face, and swept the snake-style talisman between his neck.

  He can't remember where he saw this young man.

   "Roy... an unknown person who was calculated by you."

"So it's really a surprise." With a sarcasm and admiring smile at the corner of his mouth, "The Demon Hunter, I admire you very much. Under the heavy encirclement of the Squirrel Party and the temple guards, you can escape safely. Shengtian, grab Reins and contact me. Your escape skills are really superb."

   "Tell me, what do you want?" He put his hands around his chest and asked casually, "How do you want to let him go?"

"A bunch of mad dogs are biting people, so I want to see what the virtues of their owners are? If you still have a little self-knowledge and shame, send it over immediately," Roy grinned sarcastically. "Dang In the face of all the people of Novigrad, speak out your disgusting conspiracy! And to my compatriots, kowtow and apologize!"

"Haha." The man smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. It was frighteningly cold. "Your Excellency Roy is really humorous. The first time I met, he flaunted me and used impossible topics to humiliate me to realize my inferiority. Desire for revenge?"

"Are you angry?" Roy smiled contentedly across the light curtain. "The members of the dignified wizarding society are so uncomfortable? I haven't finished my words. You must tell the princess that you killed, Xili, who was ruined because of your conspiracy, apologized."

   "To show sincerity, you have to stop yourself!"

   "Pavita..." The man smiled again, but his laughter was filled with undisguised surprise, "How did you know? Are you related to Enhill, or are you the offspring of a sailor on the ship?"

  A dusty memory emerged from my heart.

  At that time, the emperor of the Nilfgaard Empire, Enshir Va Enris had not yet returned to the motherland to regain the throne, and still existed as the son-in-law Donny of the Queen of Sintra Carrance.

  Carrance stared at Duny so hard that he didn't give him any space to escape.

  So Duny secretly contacted Vigo, taking advantage of his return from Skelliger by boat with his wife Pavita and daughter Hiri, creating a shipwreck and letting them return to Nilfgard with suspended animation.

  It’s a pity that Pavita saw through her husband's conspiracy in advance and left Hiri with Skellige. When the shipwreck broke out, she refused to cooperate.

   died in the Sedna Abyss.

   And Duny returned to Nilfgaard, succeeded in usurping the throne, and became the current Southern Emperor Enshir Va Enris, a famous tyrant—white flames flying on the enemy’s grave.

  From now on, he kept in touch with his great hero, Weigofortezi.

  ……

  As far as Weigo knew, during that shipwreck, the people on the dragon boat were almost dead, except for himself and Enhill, no third party knew about it.

  Including the queen of Sintra, Carrance has been kept in the dark. He did not know that the son-in-law who killed his daughter had become the emperor of Nilfgaard.

  And this cruel son-in-law, in order to cover up this ugly past, he also righteously killed his relatives and destroyed the Kingdom of Sintra!

  Such a secret, how did the demon hunter know?

  Unfortunately, he couldn't use mind reading through the light curtain.

"I know more than that... Wigfortesz, seriously consider it, open a portal, and come over and have a good chat with me? Maybe my words will make you repent and reform yourself." Roy said, he said. The face of Riens underneath was uglier than crying.

"Roy, right, didn't you notice, your hands are shaking, you are nervous and scared." The man's eyes were torch, "The reputation of the demon hunter in Nuocheng is stinky, and you have become everyone shouting and hitting the street. Mouse, your compatriots are almost dead too."

"If you are begging me for refuge and mercy, immediately remove your disguise and let Riens go! Then be humble and sincere. Maybe, I can be merciful to let you live." Wigfortez held his fingertips together. , Close to her lips, "If you continue to do this, you are peeing against the wind, and be careful to nourish yourself."

"Your voice is bluffing, you are bluffing, you dare not come over!" Roy pulled Lins closer to him with his left hand, and at the same time made him raise his chin so that the humble subordinate looked pitifully at his master. , His right hand clenched the hilt of the sword, "Liens, you risked your life to start a'war' for this guy, but believe it or not, even if I kill you in front of him, he won't feel the slightest sadness. "

  "You are a dog he raised! A pet, dead and found again, without any influence."

  "No! Don't! Please! Forgive me!" Riens, who had ridiculed the demon hunter, let out a cry of collapse, like a duck pinched by its neck.

   "Demon hunter, are you sure you want to oppose me?" Weigo hissed, his face no longer calm, his eyes narrowed, his eyes horrified.

"Ha ha!"

  Roy flicked his wrist, and Guweshir pulled past Riens' neck without hesitation.

   噗嗤噗嗤,

  The skin, bones, trachea, and large arteries were all severed by a sword.

  Blood is flowing like a spring, and the light curtain is dyed red like a peach blossom.

  The spy Riens, the wizard Riens, and the servant Riens of Wigofortes, were wiped with a sword by the demon hunter in front of the master.

  There was a vague hum in the mouth.

  The eyes are full of unwillingness and nostalgia.

  My master has not yet become the king of the north.

  I haven’t got paid yet.

I…

  He lowered his head.

   Kneeled to the ground and lost his breath.

  The witcher let go of the corpse, stared at Wigofotez and said,

  "This life is for the innocent people killed by you, for my brother!"

   "But this is just the beginning! Wigfortesz, are you ready to be slaughtered?"

  噗嗤...

  After a cold snort.

The light of the telescope went out.

   "Boom!"

  There is a strong wind in the side hall!

  Not far behind the demon hunter, suddenly opened a dark portal.

  Transformer Gawain Samsa noticed the movement and quickly threw a fireball toward the portal.

  Fire hits a woman in an invisible state.

   A scream.

  The female mage Lydia rolled into the portal with her severed hand and her back scorched by the flames.

  Swish——

  The bowstring buzzes.

  The moment the portal closed, the Demon Hunter pulled the trigger in his hand.

  The arrow went through.

  At the same time, a ripple appeared around Roy's body.

  The whole person suddenly disappeared into the air.

  ……

  The world changes color.

  Roy reappeared, already from the side hall of the shrine full of light, to a gloomy hall, tall columns supporting the vault and the huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling, looking like a huge spider.

  There are wonderful oil paintings hanging on the four walls,

  "First Landing", "Lessons from the Elected", and "Novigrad Alliance" are all famous in history and important events that influence the destiny of mankind led by mages.

  So this is Stiga Castle, the home base of Wigfortes?

  He took a step forward and helped up the female warlock who had collapsed in a pool of blood.

  Tie the anti-magic metal shackles and use the straps to simply stop her bleeding.

  Lydia is in an extremely miserable state.

  The blue dress was soaked in blood.

  The thin body except for a hand severed by the witcher at first.

   jumped in front of the portal, and was blasted into his left leg by a crossbow arrow, and the **** wound was deeply visible in bone.

  The changing magic mask is still expressionless, but it is soaked with rain-like sweat.

  She didn't say a word, but looked at the demon hunter coldly. In fact, she couldn't speak. In a terrible experiment accident, she was disfigured and lost her jaw and throat.

  Since then, she wears a magic mask to hide her true appearance.

  She is also the most trusted assistant of Wigfortz.

  But Roy clearly noticed the worry and fear in her eyes.

  This woman, even if she is in danger, is still thinking about her master.

  In fact, she is the only member of the "Weige Gang" that Roy does not dislike.

  Unfortunately, I stood on the wrong side and selected the wrong team.

  Helps to abuse.

   "Tap!"

  On the dim and unclear stairs at the edge of the hall, there was a slow sound of footsteps.

   "Demon hunter, courage is commendable."

  Clear applause, accompanied by a magnetic, mellow male voice rushed in, with a strange magical power, penetrated into people's minds, and lasted for a long time.

  The sorcerer who was controlled by the demon hunter suddenly brightened her eyes, shining with hope and admiration.

   "Just now I humiliated and angered me face to face, and dared to follow me alone."

  A tall man walked down the last step of the stairs, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, his right hand propped a six-foot-long iron rod, his expression relaxed,

  Step out in one step.

  The figure split into four instantly, surrounding the demon hunter in the four corners of the hall.

  Every one is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

   "Then Roy the Demon Hunter, welcome you to my castle," they stood not far away ten meters away, looking at the Demon Hunter in the distance, and at the same time they spoke, and the wonderful compound voice echoed in the hall.

  But his eyes were not as horrible and terrifying as they were on the telescope before, and they became like looking at an old friend.

  It’s very strange. In a short while, his emotions, his attitude towards the Demon Hunter, seem to have changed drastically because of some unknown reason.

  There is a fiery deep under the eyes.

   "I wonder if your courage is so amazing, does it match a great enough motivation?"

   "Weigofotezi...finally found you." Roy held the weak and feeble female warlock, looking around warily,

  Even under observation, there is still no way to tell which illusion is true.

   But the enemy is now, but he sinks his heart.

   is different from the meeting just now through the telescope mist.

  Now that he has personal contact, he can realize the magic power surging out of the four Weigo.

  The sun in the sky is generally dazzling.

  The magic shield reflects the distinctive colorful light.

  There is an unpredictable dashed arc around the body.

  Roy could not confirm which of these guys in front of him was a real body or an illusion.

  But his temples kept jumping, stinging like needles, and the blood of the ancients conveyed extreme warning signs.

  This ancient castle is much more dangerous than the cave where the high-level vampire Grufid lives!

   "I always think you know me, you are very familiar with me." Four pairs of deep eyes looked at him questioningly, "Can you enlighten me, where have we met?"

  The witcher's eyes flowed and remained silent.

  The snake pie pendant quivered between the neck.

  The magic power in the air surged slightly, and then disappeared quickly.

  Weige was surprised that all the unsatisfactory mind-reading and mind-seeing skills in the past failed.

  It seemed to detect a thick concrete wall without any feedback.

   This young witcher seems to have his own anti-magic detection ability.

  Roy doesn't answer.

  He looked at the woman in the arms of the demon hunter who was in pain, and changed the subject.

  "Please be lighter, don't make Lydia hurt. She is a good girl and shouldn't be tortured in any way."

  He has a gentle expression.

  But unfortunately, this tenderness is not love. It's just the sympathy of a superior to a qualified subordinate.

The four warlocks smiled and asked, "Since you didn't invite you to come here, and you didn't immediately break your face and fight. Then there is room for negotiation. I hereby promise that as long as you let Lydia go, let her be comfortable. Find a place to heal and restore health."

"I don't care about Riens's death anymore." He slowly moved closer to the demon hunter with a sincere and convincing voice. "Then there is neither hatred nor favor between us, as strangers. Start the conversation."

   "You are full of doubts, and I am also curious about you. Why does a demon hunter have such incredible abilities?"

   "I love making friends with the strong."

   "Let go of all prejudices and suspicions, maybe we can cherish each other and reach cooperation."

   "Wiggfortes, do you think I'm so foolish when I'm young?" Roy directly refused, he knew this guy was an old man.

"I do not believe you!"

"But you're right. Lydia is the only normal person under your hand." Roy stared into Wigofertz's eyes. "Schirou and Riens are somewhat psychopathic, and This master should have been a painter. The oil paintings on these walls are all her works."

  "From the look in her eyes, she loves you deeply. She is willing to go through fire and water for you..."

  "But you never seem to respond to her." Roy looked at the warlock, using words as a sharp weapon, expecting the other party to show a panic smile that was pierced by the mind, his mind lost, but Wei Ge did not change his face.

  "Since you make a suggestion first, you have to pay a little bit of sincerity."

   "Wiggfortz, tell me the truth, have you ever loved Lydia?"

  The Demon Hunter threw a second smashing power.

  The disabled female warlock under control suddenly trembled and her breathing became rapid.

   "It's a weird hobby to glimpse people's privacy."

  The man's pupils contracted, and he muttered and fell silent again.

  The cold wind pouring in from outside the window screamed through the hall.

   Sparks leaped cracklingly in the fireplace.

  Three faces were shaded in the dim light.

   "Demon hunter, Lydia is a good assistant, sensible, caring, reliable, and selfless. I admire her and trust her."

  He accepted the woman’s gaze calmly,

   "But that's it, I've long passed the age when the brain is dominated by love. And women are naturally lower in the evolutionary level of species and are more likely to be dominated by hormones..."

  Lydia lowered her head, her eyes gloomy, her heart cold.

  Suddenly she hated this demon hunter a little bit. Wouldn't it be okay to let herself look forward to ignorantly?

  Why do you want to pierce this beautiful illusion?

   "I have more important goals."

  Weigofots looks like an idealist, with a faint golden light on his face, "For this goal, I am willing to give everything."

   "Including Lydia's life. So, don't expect to use her to blackmail me for unrealistic purposes."

"Roy, when you make a decision, look at the sky outside the window and the stars." Finally, Wigford Fortz said the famous mantra in front of the demon hunter, "Don't take the sky The stars and the reflection on the surface of the pool are wrong."

   "Don't push yourself into a situation where you can't recover."

  (End of this chapter)