The Divine Hunter

"How many are they and how do they dress? Standard armor or patchwork leather?" Roy asked.

"There were more than 20 bad guys, all riding horses," Downey recalled. "They were dressed in colorful clothes, and their weapons and armor were not uniform. They were messy and surrounded the mud village where Dorothy's house was located."

"That might be a wandering robber," Flick's face turned pale, and he squeezed the hilt of the sword at his waist, "Brother Oaks was right before, the robber is more vicious than the hyena group, and even treats feces and urine as gold. There's no grass anywhere! Donnie reminded us just in time, let's find a place to hide and wait for them to leave before leaving."

"Mr. Downey," Frick refused, turning to a plea, "can you keep watch for a group of poor refugees, orphans and widows, and let us know as soon as the robbers leave? I'll trade food for you."

He wanted to stuff the little earth spirit with a bunch of washed clumps of plant tubers.

Downey suddenly stepped back, retracting into the tree hole like a beast, half of his face buried in the shadows, his golden eyes staring at everyone, his face stiff and sullen.

"Did you see, man, my request was simpler, but you refused." Frick shook his head, "This is the first time we met, and you want us three men, plus a bunch of women and children, and it's not the same as being fully armed and killing people. Blinking robbers hit hard? Are all the earth spirits so naive?"

Downey hung his head in silence, a look of frustration on his pale cheeks.

"Flick, why don't we make a sneak attack, maybe it's too late?" the younger Bavi couldn't bear to suggest.

Frick hasn't answered yet.

Yunig grabbed his arm and asked worriedly, "Do you want to go?"

"Don't think that you can deal with a group of knights by killing a few lone Nilfgaardians!"

"Heavy-armed knights are no better than the beasts in the mountains. They can only clumsily use their fangs and claws, and obediently dig into the trap! They only need a charge to send you and your warm-hearted brother to see Meritelli!"

"I don't allow you to die!"

A group of women held the children's hands and looked at them reluctantly.

"I swore I'd marry you when I arrive in Mayena!" The pretty widow wrapped the man's hands in her palms and raised her sharp chin, "Do you want me to be a widow again?"

"This..." Frick lowered his head and became confused.

"Flick, Bavi, stay here and take everyone to hide!" The witcher turned around suddenly, patted the two brothers on the shoulder, and glanced at the sunset in the evening, "Let me deal with Donnie's affairs, I'll follow it to the front to see!"

The experience that is delivered to your door is not for nothing.

After speaking, he gave Xiao Di Ling a look.

"Let's go, lead the way!"

"Can my friend Oaks do it alone?" Downey was hesitant at this time, and his golden eyes looked up and down around the witcher. This well-proportioned figure, neither tall nor strong, really didn't seem to have any deterrent effect. .

"Don't you know if you try?" Roy grinned, showing his white teeth, and smiled at it. The smile seemed to contain inspiring magic. Downey was infected, and a great courage rose in his chest!

"Brother Oaks, I can understand what you think." Frick discouraged, "But didn't Downey just say that there are about twenty of them? There are too many, and rashly going is no different from dying. Don't forget the little green-eyed girl. Still waiting for you!"

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid, maybe I'll come back at a glance." Roy's tone was flat, but unquestionable.

"Save Dorothy, you're Downey's friend!" Little Diling seemed to be worried that he would go back on his words, so he climbed out of the tree hole in an instant, hooked Roy's hand, and got into the lush bushes in front of him, his petite and rickety body showing Extraordinarily strong and flexible, it is like a lynx running in the mountains.

"Everyone, it's best to hide in the bushes now and start the countdown. At most two hours, I'll be back safe and sound! Be sure to hide and don't come out!" Roy solemnly instructed, staring into the eyes of the hunter brother.

He whistled, and a harrier flew from a distant branch and landed in his hood.

And the beagle was temporarily stuffed by him to several children.

...

Roy followed behind the little earth spirit, and two black shadows galloped past the bushes, the tree trunks lying on the ground, and the waist-deep weeds, running like a four-legged beast.

What's even more amazing is that Downey makes a strange low whistle from time to time.

One after another beasts were ordered to get out of the bushes and run wildly behind his buttocks. Wild dogs, roe deer, forest deer, and even a few sparrows flew into his messy hair to make their nests.

It's like a good animal trainer doing some fantastic little animal magic.

A quarter of an hour later.

The two came to the edge of a traditional rural village, dozens of wooden houses, some barns, and a fence that surrounded the entire village, and a wooden fence that was broken by horses.

The surrounding fields are full of turnips and green vegetables waiting to be harvested.

The muddy trail leading to the village is littered with tangled horseshoe prints. There was a male corpse lying on the front of the village, and a large bloody mouth was exposed behind the gray linen clothes.

The witcher looked far into the distance, and a plume of cooking smoke rose from the village, drifting lazily over the haystacks, exuding a strong aroma of barbecue and blood. The thugs appear to be having a BBQ party.

"Ow!" The wild dogs around Di Ling began to growl.

"Keep your pet quiet!" Roy greeted, and suddenly leaned into the grass.

A group of riders appeared at the entrance of the village. These riders were wearing long swords, spears, axes, mace, and simple round leather helmets. They were dressed in a variety of styles. The weapons and equipment seemed to be picked up from soldiers who died in battle and came from different northern countries. come.

Whistling and shouting, they circled the village flamboyantly, then rushed into the yard, came out again, and so on.

Behind the horses they were riding, they dragged a group of bloodied people with a rein.

Judging from their clothes, they are all honest farmers.

Some were already dead, and some still had a breath left. They were pulled by the horses, their flesh and blood rubbed against the ground at high speed, and they were tortured until they let out a faint wailing.

And the riders were cheering and even laughing like it was a fun game.

Seeing this scene, the earth spirit was greatly stimulated, his face turned blue, his teeth were gritted, his body trembled, and his hands kept scratching in the soil.

"Bad! Smelly pus! Inhuman! Friends Oaks, what should we do to save people?"

"Do you think your little girlfriend is still alive?"

Roy grabbed from the void with an expressionless face, and held a steel sword.

"Now think about how to avenge her!"

Roy's voice fell.

A woman's scream rang out, and a young girl with long braids ran to the village entrance and shouted with horror on her face.

A knight followed her to play with her, chasing for more than ten meters, whistling frivolously, and leaning over the horse, he carried her onto the horse's back.

He laughed wildly, his eyes under the helmet were cruel like vultures, and turned back to the village.

"Dorothy! She's still alive!" Downey winked at Roy desperately, surprised and anxious, and lowered his voice.

"Boom!"

Roy pointed to his side.

The graceful fire spirit lady came through the door of annihilation.

A translucent phantom of the witcher appeared beside him at the same time, taking the ancient Vishil sword in his hand.

The two summoned creatures and Golfin Harrier rushed over to block the entrance of the village.

"Donnie, keep the exit, don't let anyone go, I'll kill them and save your friend!"

"Ah? Who are these two guys? Who are you going to kill?" Xiao Di Ling was stunned.

Oaks is going to kill a group of people alone?

But he got no answer.

The shape of the witcher disappeared in the air in a flash, and after a flash, it appeared on the roof of the thatched cottage at the entrance of the village dozens of meters away, half squatting to observe.

He was stunned, glanced at the snarling wild dogs beside him, the deer, and the sparrow with a nest on his head, and swallowed.

"How do I keep it!"

...

Roy looked around, there were about twenty-three or four riders scattered in the messy village.

Some grilled meat on a bonfire in the center of the village, chickens, ducks and pigs were turned over on wooden sticks, the skins were golden, and the heat was sizzling with oil.

The aroma of meat spreads into the air.

A few were dragging the girl like a dog into a small farmyard, and they tore off her apron and threw her on the haystack.

...

Fahdina was so excited, breathing heavily from his nose, like a male beast in rut.

These two months were the highlight of his life.

Nilfgaardians came and went, burned his home, robbed his possessions, and killed his wife and children while he was participating in the battle of Sorden!

A man full of blood, defending his family and the country, after escaping from the battlefield, became nothing.

But so what?

At the lowest point in his life, he saw it through and broke free of the shackles and restraints.

This piece of land trampled by war, devastated, and defending the empty land is the capital of his fortune.

He unleashed his predatory and cruel nature, and gathered a group of like-minded desperados from the refugees, and together they started the business of looting.

What the Nilfgaardians took, he would take back double.

Once people are not bound by laws and morals, they will experience a completely different life!

He enjoyed the joy he had never had before, women, money, unlimited wine and barbecue.

This group of weak and incompetent cowards and cowards who dare not go to the battlefield to resist the invaders, what qualifications do they have to have fertile land and a happy family?

Soldiers who survived the war for the sake of Sudden became nothing.

Why? !

In the past month, Fahdina has led his team to loot three small villages and towns, and he has earned a wealth that he could never imagine in his entire life.

They still have one more business to do until Soden restores order.

Then he would leave Soden with a huge sum of money, go to a big city, start a good life again, have a house, a wife and children again!

With a beautiful vision, he smiled and rushed to the little white sheep on the haystack!

whoosh-

A short burst of sound.

Fahdina's sturdy body with bare chest suddenly took off backwards, the smile on his face disappeared, no, his whole face was broken.

Like a watermelon hit by a hammer.

Red and green, splashed with haystacks, the other three grinning big men were full of faces.

Their expressions changed, but they didn't have time to react.

The air is stratified, refracting the shimmering light.

"Shh-"

A half-moon-shaped sword light tore apart the flesh and blood under the tattered armor.

Blood gushed out from the three halves of the body like a tidal tide.

The steaming internal organs fell to the ground, and the splattered blood was bounced off by the witcher's shield of Kunn.

The girl lying on the straw pile with a clear slap print on her face opened her mouth wide, and her brown eyes reflected a tall and straight figure, standing in the middle of the six-petaled wailing corpse.

And Fahdina, who was initially headshot, with his pants still wrapped around his knees, fell down at this time.

The blood is like a bewitching flower, gathering under his feet, blooming and blooming.

Roy held Arrondette diagonally, without turning his head and leaving a word.

"Hide, hide!"

He sprinted forward, with a ghostly figure, and jumped out of the courtyard wall with one ups and downs.

"Tattoo!"

Muffled footsteps.

"Who? Stop!"

The three robbers at the barbecue just heard the screams of their companions, and when they turned around, there was a figure approaching at an alarming speed.

They were startled, picked up their axes and steel swords, and rushed to the yard with frantic expressions, trying to tear this inexplicable intruder into pieces!

This village has been bloodbathed by them, and this site belongs to them!

But rushed halfway.

The arrow is broken!

Immediately after a cool breeze blew, the three big men had goosebumps on their skin.

The face with different colored pupils instantly appeared in front of them, and the killing intent was real.

"Shh-"

The witcher twisted and turned with his left foot as his center of gravity.

The swords in the hands of the three fell on him in panic, and were bounced off by a layer of golden streamer.

And the dark Arondite slashed out a rainbow light, passing three specific bodies by the waist.

Cold into the bone marrow.

It broke our hearts.

puff puff...

The three bodies were divided into several segments by a sword. Due to inertia, the upper body flew forward several meters, crawled on the ground head-on, and the legs at the back bowed to their knees.

Towards the dead they killed, lying around the village.

Kowtow in apology!

Bright red blood and internal organs filled the gaps between several corpses.

Weak hands were scratching on the ground, trying to grab the countdown.

This is a cruel performance art performed with life.

...

Several robbers who were dragging the villagers' bodies around on horseback caught a glimpse of this bloody scene, brandishing spears, shouting and scolding, and surrounded him.

But the witcher raised the crossbow in his left hand and pulled the trigger lightly, and they lost sight of their target.

"Shh-"

A figure disappeared in a flash.

The knights and their horses were still galloping when they felt a chill on their backs.

A sloping wave of blood-colored air shredded the air, passing the three knights side by side, like a cold steel knife slicing through a heated cake.

The torso and limbs couldn't stop the sharp edge of Arondette's iron.

The three horses with their knights on their backs were all separated by this cut.

The witcher stood among the bloody wreckage, blood throbbing against his skin like a layer of burning flames.

There was a huge, thick, sucker-covered octopus tentacle waving behind him!

He turned to glance.

In the open space in the center of the village, several knights pulled the reins with horror on their faces and turned the horses' heads, and fled in different directions towards the outside of the village.

The only thought of resistance was dispelled by the horrific corpse, blood plasma, and the blood-colored tentacles wriggling behind the witcher.

Don't dare to go back and pick up the wealth you get!

Where the fuck is this person!

This is the devil!

But no matter how fast the horse is.

And what about arrows.

"Whoosh-"

The bowstring hums!

Roy walked with the arrow and turned into a gust of wind.

When it reappeared, it was already less than five meters in front of one of the knights.

The rider gritted his teeth and rushed over.

Hit him to death, roar in my heart!

The horse's hooves smashed, dust splashed, and crashed into the witcher who was standing in front of him.

But I saw the young man wearing sunglasses open his mouth at the same time.

"Fos!"

A majestic roar like a tsunami.

The knight was roared in the face, and even the mounts under him were sent flying backwards.

He was dizzy and plunged into eternal darkness.

...

Downey, who was guarding the front entrance of the village, was shaken by the sudden and astonishing sound.

Hiding further into the bushes, his golden eyes looked not far away.

The three wild dogs and the clever hawk were besieging a knight.

The woman who was burning just now threw a few fireballs to kill the two knights, and was smashed away by a knight.

The phantom with the steel sword disappeared automatically after killing a rider.

More than four knights split up and escaped!

...

"Whoosh-"

A slight cracking sound.

The knight who was besieged by wild dogs fell off his horse and shook his feet weakly on the ground, like a chicken with its bones removed.

...

The witcher appeared beside Downey like a gust of wind, who was startled, but immediately became ecstatic when he noticed the woman beside him.

"Dorothy, I knew you were alive!"

The ponytail girl who escaped from the wolf's kiss was picked up by the witcher, and one by one, the spirits hugged each other and cried.

"Woooo... Kang Li's gone, and Gregory's gone! They're all dead, everyone's dead! I hid in the cellar and got caught... woohoo..."

"Don't be afraid, Donny is here, Donny is with you!"

"Did anyone escape?"

asked as cold as ice.

"The four escaped to the woods!"

There was a bad premonition in the witcher's mind.

Pulling the trigger, it flashed in the direction of the refugee team, and disappeared hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Danny, he... Who is he, is he doing magic?" The girl's pupils flashed with surprise and fear.

"I, I don't know, anyway, he is a very good and good person!"

The little earth spirit nodded in self-comfort.