"Is this the deeper realm of Giant Transformation?"
Dick sighed with emotion, and then slashed out with his sword again, knocking off the right leg of Ghoul who wanted to sneak attack him.
That Ghoul let out a scream, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.
Dick immediately moved forward and swung forward diagonally again. The head of Ghoul immediately flew high into the sky.
It seemed that the monsters had been suppressed by the demon hunters, but Dick clearly felt that the situation had become bad.
Even with the help of sword oil, magic potion, and Magic Bombs, but...
There are really too many monsters, thousands of them, not just low-level monsters like Drowner and Nekker, but also Gargoyle, Rock Troll, Giant Ghoul, and various stitched experimental monsters.
The black bulging blood vessels on the faces of many demon hunters have burst, and blood is constantly pouring out, with painful and ferocious expressions;
There was also a demon hunter whose face was as pale as paper. He only fought with the weak Nekker for a few rounds before spitting out black blood, and was then torn to pieces by other monsters.
The surrounding demon hunters and warlocks are falling one by one. The time limit of Golden Oriole Potion has expired. At this time, the demon hunters are beginning to suffer the backlash.
Their bodies become weak and their strength gradually disappears.
Dick gritted his teeth and kept swinging his sharp blade to kill the surrounding monsters. During this period, he couldn't remember how many times he released [Panther Zither Jade], and he didn't know how many monsters he killed. In the end, he made a somewhat desperate discovery:
No matter how powerful he is, he can't change the current situation.
A few minutes later, he was panting heavily, ignoring the feeling of hunger and thirst coming from his body and the itching of the wound healing, and looked around sadly:
At this time, the entire Kaer Morhen site was in a mess, filled with the corpses of monsters, demon hunters, and warlocks.
Half of Boar's body was lying not far to the right of Dick. Yuanyuan's face showed unwillingness, and one of his thick thighs was hung in the sharp teeth of a dead Ghoul;
Two disabled witcher blacksmiths stood with their backs to each other and their heads lowered. They still held their swords tightly in their hands, but they made no sound.
The one-eyed demon hunter who held the fighting competition only had half of his head left, and his body fell among a group of monster corpses.
The Warlock Group poses the greatest threat and is also the most miserable. Almost all the Warlocks did not leave their whole corpses behind, but turned into pieces of scarlet and disgusting minced meat scattered on the ground randomly.
A few dozen meters ahead, Beier was no longer around.
But Dick saw a thick arm covered with scratches and bite marks, standing alone on the ground like a handicraft for people to admire. It was... Beier's right arm.
Turning back slightly, I saw that the upper level of the main castle was cracking diagonally eight or nine meters away from the tower with thick smoke coming out.
The raging fire was mercilessly burning Witcher Order's century-old building, with flames reaching into the sky and smoke filling the air.
The entire Kaer Morhen already exudes a desolate feeling, no different from an abandoned ruin.
In the entire battlefield, no one survived except Dick.
They were considered to have won this battle because thousands of monsters had been killed.
This also proves from the side how powerful the Witcher Order united together is in this continent and a force that cannot be ignored.
But Dick didn't know why, Brownie outside the city gate stopped using trebuchets to attack after a few minutes of fighting, and did not lead the twenty or so knights into the city gate.
If he joins the battlefield in time, it may be the straw that breaks the camel's back.
At this time, although Dick possesses Self-Healing Ability and is constantly recovering from his injuries, his body is extremely weak.
Holding back the sadness and the disgusting smell of the battlefield, he took out a piece of food from his pocket, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it to replenish energy. At the same time, the anger and murderous intention in his heart did not disappear with the temporary end of the battle.
Dick stared at the city gate with only one thought in his mind:
After all the evil has been done, Brownie must die!
Even if he is the prince's son!
At this time, Lynx Fort heard the sound of horses neighing from the inner courtyard. Dick turned his head and saw a Nekker flying out. Its chest was dented, and it was obvious that it would not survive.
Then, a horse's head bared its fangs and ran out, and had just retracted its hanging hooves.
Dick was overjoyed to see that the horse was his mount 'Spotty'. Unexpectedly, it survived and could kill a Nekker on its own.
"Spotty, hide quickly."
This Spotty could understand what Dick meant. He blinked his huge horse eyes, looked at Dick again with a little reluctance, and finally neighed and hid back.
Dick felt that after eating the food, his strength had recovered a lot, and he immediately ran out of the city with his sword in hand.
But...
There was no sign of Brownie outside the city, and all the trebuchets had been smashed, and the corpses of dozens of knights lay scattered there.
He hurried forward and found that some of the corpses had two or three sword marks on them, and the sword marks slashed directly along the knight's breastplate, chopping up all the surface of the breastplate before leaving fatal wounds on the body.
"Could the person who controls Sword Qi be Master? I knew this scourge would not die easily."
Dick murmured, but he no longer had the energy to investigate these at this time, and immediately ran towards the main castle, because he knew that those little hunters were still hiding in the basement, and Ruiwen had not yet appeared.
After Dick's figure disappeared into the distance, two figures slowly stood up from the grass in a shadow a hundred meters away.
The leader was wearing a hood and was thin and his face looked a little pale from under the brim of the hat. It was none other than Warlock Apprentice Alexander.
At this moment, he covered his other arm tightly with one hand. The black sleeve there had disappeared, and bright red blood was slowly seeping out from between his fingers.
However, judging from his relatively stable stance, the injury was only minor.
The other person looked wild and unruly, holding two curved ring blades in his hands. It was Dick's long-lost senior brother Kayn.
Kayn gently shook the blood on the two ring blades before tucking them into the back of his waist.
Finally, he looked at Alexander and said with a faint smile, "If I hadn't killed those knights, Dick would definitely have died this time. However, I have been tracking down the people who wanted to burn me to death, so I returned here, which is a smooth sailing."
"But I have a question, why did you ask me to let go of my enemy Brownie?"
He emphasized the words 'my enemy'.
When Alexander heard this, his body trembled, his face was extremely respectful, and he lowered his head slightly. "Kayn, sir, you don't know, that Brownie is the illegitimate son of Prince James."
"Our current plan has just started and the foundation is not yet stable. If we kill him rashly, it will definitely lead to crazy revenge from the prince. This will undoubtedly be a huge obstacle to our future career."
"Oh?" Kayn narrowed his eyes slightly, still wearing a meaningful smile on his face, his eyes were like a sharp knife, scanning back and forth on Alexander's face.
This scrutinizing gaze made Alexander feel a little uncomfortable, and a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
It wasn't until the sweat drops on Alexander's forehead began to roll down that Kayn suddenly reached out and used his rough and blood-stained palm to wipe Alexander's forehead thoughtfully, spreading the blood evenly on his forehead, and said slowly:
"Don't be so nervous, Alexander. I know you are a smart person. If the two of us work together, the days ahead will definitely be wonderful.
"I spared your life this time, and I will keep you safe in the future, but you must never forget what you just promised me."
Alexander nodded quickly,
"Kayn Sir, don't worry, I will certainly not forget it.
"When the time comes, I will be able to combine the trial formulas of the three factions and develop a more powerful Grasses Decoction formula.
"At that time, we can create a new school in Free City - School of the Viper! And you are the unique leader of the school!"