The Divine Hunter

Twilight shrouded the earth, and the first quarter moon hung high in the sky.

Maribo under the moonlight is divided into two distinct halves. The half is located within the towering city walls. The exquisite buildings are brightly lit, the taverns are bustling and bustling, and the streets are patrolled by soldiers.

Half of it is outside the city wall, the walls of collapsed houses, the cracked ground are overgrown with weeds, the household garbage left by homeless people and beggars, the dirty beds are everywhere, and there are terrifying pits like meteorites bombarding the ground. From time to time the howls of wolves and wild dogs echoed in the corners, and insects chirped among the bushes and the sparse poplars.

What is even more terrifying is that a ravine spanning 100 meters has broken the entire old city into pieces. Even the moonlight can't illuminate its details, like a giant python dormant quietly in the dark.

puff puff.

One after another, black shadows jumped across the ravines, landing silently like antelopes jumping over the ravines, their cloaks soaked up the moonlight, black as night.

Ghostly figure, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

buzzing...

They found a black Blondon entrance on the edge of a rosy red rose to the southwest of the fissure.

"The thirteenth sewer in the old city."

Roy and his companions exchanged glances.

Invariably outlined with the five fingers.

The golden and jet-black magic shield covers the thin leather armor.

Gollum.

The cat potion swallowed,

The pupils are dilated, easily penetrating the night, seeing the night as day.

Roy headed down the creaking old wooden ladder.

But two seconds later, it landed smoothly, and a pair of silver-gray pupils flickered dimly, illuminating a dark and ancient corridor with pitted side walls, vines and weeds hanging, and slippery moss growing.

The old city has been abandoned for many years, but it is connected to the sewers in Maribo city underground, which accepts domestic garbage and sewage in the city.

It is dark, damp, and has a strong odor.

...

Both sides of the corridor lead to the unknown darkness, sending the air of corruption and foul ferment.

In the ditch at the center of the pipe ran a black, sticky river of rubbish of all kinds — rotting food scraps, excrement, and all sorts of odd floating objects: boots, tattered clothing, the bones of small animals.

Kayan and the reluctant Triss were arranged to guard the entrance to prevent accidents.

Eleven witchers and Coral and Kalkstein walked on both sides of the passage, cautiously and gently, trying to keep quiet.

Roy squatted like a hunting cat, and with a thought, the witcher's senses turned on.

In mid-air, crisscrossed and radiant ribbons appeared.

Represents the footprints of mice, lizards, vipers, cockroaches... small animals and insects.

But unfortunately, none of them are related to witchers and warlocks.

He was not discouraged, the four great masters were all secretive experts, and it was common practice to remove traces neatly.

So follow the instructions of the sewer structure diagram, and head towards the center of the sewer, the area with the largest space.

After a quarter of an hour, the dark corridors branched out from time to time, but the witcher did not move in several directions, which was a death-defying act on an unfamiliar territory.

It was unusually calm along the way.

Not to mention the water ghosts and ghouls that often haunt the sewers...the rats that are slightly older are pitiful, but the plants and herbs in the dark ecology can be seen everywhere, flourishing and strong.

"Clap!"

Oaks, who was at the front of the team on the left, stopped suddenly, controlled the snake pendant that was trembling between his necks, and made a stop gesture at everyone.

Crouching down, his left hand was less than two feet off the ground, and his fingers quickly outlined an Alder gesture.

Wind blows.

The dust and mud on the ground were blown away, revealing a circular array, which was compact and small, like a disc.

There are several ancient characters inscribed in it, which are vaguely arranged in the shape of radiating flames, and it makes people feel a little hot just by looking at them.

"Flame rune...the simplest magic trap." Kalkstein in the crowd glanced, and explained with a suppressed voice...

"So we've come to the right place!"

Roy suppressed the excitement in his tone,

Excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Ordinary people, including most witchers, don't have the ability to create magical traps... Only it could be Idaran or Alzu's handwriting." Serret looked at the brothers solemnly, "Be careful next. If Something is wrong, don't be stingy with sending crystals!"

The dark road ahead hides unknown dangers. In less than ten minutes, everyone discovered more than thirty organs.

Not only fire, explosion, frost, ecstasy magic traps, but also trigger traps and steel clip traps made of ordinary materials...

Fortunately, there are witchers like Ox and Serrit who are proficient in various traps, as well as two experts in the field of magic, Coral and Kalkestan.

They can always avoid the traps in the most subtle way, keeping them silent and keeping them in place, advancing stealthily and quickly all the way.

In the ditches along the way, the excrement began to increase, including undigested rats and snakes, as well as the bones of cattle, sheep, pigs, and other large livestock.

These are all too likely to be in the sewers, so who brought them in?

Everyone's footsteps became more cautious.

Before the passage near the thirtieth corner.

The witchers in front of the two teams stopped at the same time, controlled the trembling pendant between their necks, restrained their breathing, and everyone kept quiet.

Look forward.

There is an abnormality in the dim vision.

The wall at the corner projected a standing human figure.

The lines of the back, legs and hands are clearly visible.

However, it was too strong, nearly three meters in height, and almost reached the ceiling of the sewer. Its slightly hunched back formed a toned inverted triangle, and its muscles were exaggerated so much that it seemed to explode at any time.

It has no neck, and its pointy head is attached directly to its back, bending forward to form a conical projection.

It is reminiscent of a mouse head magnified a hundred times. From the projection changes on the wall, it can be seen that its long snout opens and closes, and the needle-like whiskers around the corners of its mouth flicker.

A pair of claws are gnawing at something.

Kaz Kaz.

With one after another, indiscernible, listen carefully, but the sound of chewing is tingling on the scalp.

The witchers' faces became very exciting.

Just judging from that weird projection, I can't figure out what kind of monster this thing is after racking my brains?

Compared with ghouls, water ghosts, and bat-winged demons, the gap is obvious.

But this time, they couldn't get around it by any means.

...

Everyone squatted down against the wall and slowly moved towards that side.

The volume seller's silent cloak with double seals perfectly conceals body odor and footsteps.

The humanoid creature was completely displayed in front of everyone, a rat man who was alive and well. The body of the burly man was not an inch, and the skin was covered with a layer of black and thick mane.

Behind him, a black snake-like tail wrapped around his left leg, tightening and loosening.

The eight fingernails on the two front paws were like eight daggers flashing with cold light, dripping with blood, inserted into the body of a rotten and blackened goat that had been dead for a long time, and hugged it in his arms.

Scarlet eyes full of greed and cunning.

Between the opening and closing of the big mouth of the blood basin, a row of jagged saw-like serrations gently tore off a piece of bloody, hairy flesh from the goat.

While chewing, he stretched out his barbed tongue to lick his blood-stained mane.

...

Roy glanced at everyone behind him, grabbed the crossbow from the void, and pulled the trigger without aiming.

whoosh-

The bowstring hummed.

The arrows ripped through the dirty air of the sewer, and drew a line of silver gleams.

The moment the arrow reached his body, the Rat Man stood upside down with all the manes all over his body.

It's like turning into a short-haired hedgehog!

"Snapped!"

The tail whip twitched with lightning and flint, and the speed was so fast that a series of afterimages were outlined in the air.

Snapped!

The invincible crossbow arrow was slapped flying by its tail!

Half-truncated tail lands.

It didn't have time to react any more.

A dangerous bloody light spewed out from the junction of the tail and the arrow, instantly wrapping the strong rat man who almost occupied the entire sewer into a blood cocoon!

A figure standing with a sword was reflected on the wall.

The blade broke through the air, and there were several consecutive dull sounds.

The blood light in the sky, the sword light and the runes complement each other.

Crash.

A large piece of steaming flesh fell to the ground.

Head, chest, belly...

The mutant body with both strength and agility, before showing its power, was cut into several segments by the long sword.

The ugly mouse head rolled to Roy's feet with a fierce expression on his face.

Kill the Rat Man (modified), EXP +300, Demon Hunter lv13 (17000/14500)

...

"Huh..." Roy exhaled and threw off the blood from the tip of his sword.

He squatted down, put on a pair of leather gloves skillfully, stirred the pile of bloody corpses, and soon a large oval-shaped red mutant appeared in the palm of his hand.

and a long metal plate.

It is deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of the Rat Man's back, and a line of indeterminate words is engraved on its surface - UL Ex IX 0008.

"No. 8..." Leto took out another long metal plate from the storage ring, "When we were in Amer Mountain, the multi-legged worm discovered by Hein Kaviheri was No. 22, the letter same."

"These modified creatures belong to a series." Geralt nodded, "If there is no accident, the creator is Arzu or Idalan, experts in the field of mutation and biological modification!"

"Master-level flesh and blood transformation product, but it is not a simple flesh and blood splicing. The reaction on the body seems to be similar to the witcher's mutation. Maybe this cute body is really a mouse." Kalkstein held up the rat man plush The big velvety head rubbed its saw-like big yellow teeth, grabbed a pair of tweezers and a few test tubes from the air, and took out a few body fluids, beards, and body tissues.

Cohen's tri-colored pupils stared at the back of the rat man, the still bottomless corridor, pitch-black, foul-smelling, with a strange mystery.

It was like a bottomless abyss, and I couldn't help tensing my body.

"Guys, I have a hunch this is just the beginning and there are more disgusting scraps," Eskar said.

"Kill this pet." Coral gathered the fluffy red hair behind her head, and her pretty face showed concern, "Alzu probably has discovered our invasion! Cast a net."

"It's not necessarily who will clean up who." Lambert's mouth grinned in a sarcastic arc.

...

Escal's Crow's Mouth takes effect when passing through a fork lined with pipes.

Overwhelming mutated creatures gushed out of dark silhouettes.

"boom!"

A fiery sword light jumped in the dim sewer.

Opposite it is a thick tail, covered with dark green square scales, with a strong wind like a steel knife scraping bone, and it hit the steel sword fiercely.

Blood splattered!

The tail was cut off by the sharp sword, but the huge force on it knocked the steel sword back.

Immediately afterwards, a man stood up, with a height of more than two meters, a monster with a flat and long head, roaring like thunder, and rushed towards the direction of the steel sword.

The wildly sticky tail swinging from side to side makes a mess of the ditch!

A pair of dark, hook-like claws swiped horizontally in front of him.

boom!

The sound of gold and iron clashing, the blade and the horny claws rubbed continuously, sweat and blood splattered all over the sky.

Outbursts of fire lit up the gloomy sewers.

And the cold face of the bald man.

The left hand quickly outlines the light blue seal!

Hit the ground!

Magic power pours out a spell.

bombardment.

The crocodile man was pushed by Alder and staggered backwards involuntarily.

blah blah blah!

Dirty water splashes.

Leto strode forward, holding his steel sword high and aiming at the crocodile man's chest and abdomen from top to bottom.

"Whoa-"

A sloping gap was opened in Bai Shengsheng's abdomen, and blood was flowing.

But it didn't seem to feel any pain. It only swayed slightly, and immediately stared at cold-blooded animals and predators, with its characteristic bulging and bulging amber pupils, and waving its arms and claws and its horny "steel" tail in a row with the witcher grips.

Boom!

A terrifyingly strong wind blew from the sewers.

The two figures are entangled in a ball!

Turn, collide!

Sparks, gas explosions, continuous.

The steel sword was blocked three times by its covered hard horny body.

Fourth time.

The bald man suddenly buckled his toes and jumped up, jumping over the steel tail that swept the ground with agility like a monkey.

Land lightly.

The long sword stabs continuously.

The first stab at its most vulnerable nose.

The second time, it stabbed its protruding left eye, and pierced its barren brain with force.

In the dark sewers, two huge figures stood opposite each other.

Be quiet for a moment.

Pfft!

The crocodile fell heavily to the ground, dust and sewage filled the air, and his tail barely swiped on the ground due to a nervous reaction, completely calm.

"Boom!"

The other corner of the passage where the bald man was located suddenly lit up with a dazzling fire.

Cohen of the Griffin waved his hands dazzlingly, and a crimson inverted triangle was suspended between his palms.

Blazing flames roared out, forming a cone of flames in front of his chest.

A very irregular shape, constantly changing and squirming, like a monster with two sesame seeds growing in a pile of mud. In the flames barbecue, it exudes a stench of feces and urine. It collapsed on the ground and quickly melted into a black mass. Corrosive liquid.

...

On the other side of the corridor, the two men of the cat school surrounded one with its skin peeled off, and the back was covered with a monster with sharp bone spurs.

Similar to the blood-thorn corpse demon, but with bat-winged demon-like anti-bow legs, abnormal jumping power.

She kept screaming and piercing her eardrums, jumping up and down the narrow passage.

However, he was trapped in the sword net by two figures one after the other, and his skin was cracked and stained red with blood.

...

The four people of the wolf school had black blood vessels on their faces, besieging a mutated rock troll with sharp fangs and claws and a hard horny tortoise shell on its back.

Stepping on a flexible pace, the seal and swordsmanship are in perfect harmony.

The troll's angry roar became lower and lower, gradually becoming desperate.

...

Coral and Kalkestan are protected by the demon hunters in the center, taking on the responsibility of assisting and trapping.

Dazzling magical aura floated all over his body, his hands were outlined, and he used magic to interfere and fix all kinds of monsters that were fighting against everyone.

...

As for Roy, walking in the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses with a cold expression.

There were corpses lying on the ground under his feet, strangely shaped monsters and mutants.

Or die from a headshot by a black arrow, or get pierced by blood, slashed in half by blood, and smashed to pieces by a black dragon... No modified creature is his enemy.

He buckled the crossbow in his left hand and dragged the sword in his right.

Meteor in stride.

Blood slid down the tip of the sword.

The blood around his body condensed into flames and burned quietly.

The figure passed through the dirty and filthy dark corridor without stopping.

Come to a wall of moss and vines at the end.

Five fingers outline the black Kramp seal.

Illusions dispelled.

A pale electric light came head-on!