But Dick and Geralt are both genuine master demon hunters, and they are well prepared, so how could they easily fall for them?
After a single blow failed, the two White-Headed Widow Centipedes opened their sharp mouthparts, and with a "pop" sound, the light green venom rushed out like sharp arrows.
However, the two of them easily escaped.
Immediately afterwards, two giant centipedes with a pale white luster suddenly curled up into a ring. Their carapace rubbed against each other, making a heart-breaking clicking sound, and crashed into the soft humus soil.
In this way, the two demon hunters played hide and seek with White-Headed Widow Centipede.
White-Headed Widow Centipede keeps drilling in and out of the mud bottom, and Dick and Geralt can always avoid their attacks.
The whole scene was extremely comical. The humus soil was rolling like boiling water. Countless dark red earthworms were twisting and struggling with the surging soil waves, and their oily mucus reflected light under the light from the entrance of the cave.
Dick caught a glimpse of Little Yennefer's quartz glasses glowing with white light, and the six-pointed star formation instantly appeared under the centipede.
The two of them leaned back simultaneously to avoid the trajectory of the venom, formed a seal with their right hands and pushed out with one palm, and two spiral shock waves shot out of the air.
The two White-Headed Widow Centipede staggered, and at that moment, a white halo enveloped the two monsters.
White-Headed Widow Centipede folded its limbs on the spot, like a snake, and then fell asleep.
The two retracted their silver swords and walked deeper into the cave.
After a while, they discovered four fist-sized white particles on the cave wall, which were White-Headed Widow Centipede eggs.
"We both have exactly one pill each, one for Secondary Mutation, and another one for Russell.
The remaining one is just to leave some thoughts for these White-Headed Widow Centipede.
In the future, other demon hunters can come here regularly to carry out mutations, and later we will have to ask Professor Seir White-Headed Widow Centipede about the specific spawning interval and other habits."
Afterwards, the two walked out of the cave holding the centipede eggs.
At this time, Little Yennefer had already replaced the energy stone above the centipede with the help of Russell.
Like good babies, the two centipedes burrowed into the ground again and fell asleep again.
Professor Seir Gently place a White-Headed Widow Centipede egg into a groove above the instrument with your fingers.
He pressed the button next to him again, and when the energy stone flashed, the White-Headed Widow Centipede egg was covered with alloy iron sheets.
In front of the mutation instrument, Professor Seir explained:
"Next, you need to remove the armor and enter this instrument. Please maintain a meditative state. The factors decomposed by the centipede eggs will guide the stem cells to undergo directional differentiation."
"Then who among us should start first?"
"Russell, Geralt, you two come first, I'm not in a hurry." Dick said.
"Okay, I won't be polite to you."
Along with the sound of the machine starting up, Russell walked into the instrument.
Through the transparent glass, everyone could see that a thick mist was generated inside the instrument, shrouding Russell.
About 20 minutes later, the secret hole outside the instrument door opened with a burst of mist and a buzzing sound.
Russell opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed through his golden pupils. He walked out wearing only his underwear, shaking his neck from side to side, and there was a sound of bones moving.
"It's so comfortable. Dick, Geralt, what do you think have changed in me?"
Dick was also curious about the situation after the mutation, but when he looked at the senior brother in front of him, except for the slight bulging of muscles, his body shape seemed to have not changed, and his height was still less than 1.7 meters.
He thought to himself, in many novels he had read in his previous life, once a person mutated, wouldn't he be able to grow by 50 centimeters and become like Hulk?
Dick looked Russell up and down curiously, and found that even the scars on his body were still there, "Tell me, how do you feel?"
Russell clenched his fists tightly and said excitedly:
"My strength is stronger! Now I feel like I can blow Drowner's head off with my bare hands. It seems that my physical fitness has really improved."
"What other feelings do you have?"
Russell looked around, saw the iron rack with weapons next to it, and pulled out a short crossbow with his backhand, moving so fast that it left an afterimage.
He loaded the crossbow, narrowed his eyes, and fired towards the rough wall above the horse.
With a "swish" sound, everyone noticed the difference. The crossbow arrow was covered with white matter, just like a swordsman's Sword Qi. The crossbow arrow covered with white matter shot more than three inches into the stone wall with a "whoosh". The horses below were so shocked that they hugged each other and screamed wildly.
"Oh!" Dick sighed, "This should be a higher level of bow and arrow shooting technology."
Russell used to use Swordsmanship in battles in the past, but he also often used crossbows. It seems that he is much more accomplished than himself in this aspect.
"How about it, Dick? Geralt?" Russell looked at the two demon hunters proudly, "Am I good?"
"Yes, yes, are there any other changes?" Geralt also asked curiously.
"There are no others." Russell scratched his head.
Dick suddenly realized that among all the combat skills of Russell, only Bow and Crossbow Shooting had reached the critical point of mutation.
No matter what, this is already very good. You can't measure all witchers by your own standards.
"You strong men, now is not the time for small talk. We will take Sel and his wife out together later." Little Yennefer on the side seemed a little tired and yawned.
"Then I'll do it this time."
Geralt was already prepared, revealing his strong body covered with scars, and got directly into the instrument.
Professor Seir then inserted another White-Headed Widow Centipede egg into the groove above the instrument.
This time the instrument door was open for a little longer, a full 30 minutes.
Geralt stretched out after coming out. "Wow, it's so comfortable in there."
He winked at Russell again, "As you said, it's like soaking in a hot spring. No, it's 10 times more comfortable than soaking in a hot spring."
Dick became more curious after hearing what they said, and asked patiently, "
Geralt, besides improving your physical fitness, do you think there are any changes?"
Geralt stepped hard on the blue brick floor with one leg, and with a "click" sound, a network of cracks appeared.
"Geralt, Witcher Order will still use this place in the future, why are you so reckless." Little Yennefer criticized from the side.
Geralt was just about to show off when he heard this and immediately apologized in a low voice. "I was reckless. Dick, Russell, I think my Swordsmanship has also made a new breakthrough."
He was about to find a sword to demonstrate to the two of them, but suddenly remembered Little Yennefer's words, "I will demonstrate to you after I get out."
And my Fire Signs also has a breakthrough.
Now it's our grand leader's turn."
Professor Seir on the side stuffed another white-headed centipede egg into the groove above the instrument.
Dick walked into the instrument with great expectations.
When the transparent glass in front was closed, he discovered that the white-headed centipede eggs above the instrument were slowly decomposing through the transparent glass, turning into silver mist that filled the entire cabin.
"So that's the principle."
He breathed naturally according to Professor Seir's previous instructions.
But when he inhaled the first small particle suspended in the air, the severe pain was like billions of steel needles piercing the bone marrow along the alveoli, making his eyes pop out;
However, the vocal cords seemed to be frozen by liquid nitrogen, and the neurons throughout the body were burning due to overload.
Every time you inhale, the muscles and bones of your body are constantly moving, festering, and decomposing.
With each exhalation, the entire body is kneaded, bonded, and reshaped again.
Through the hazy fog on the glass window, he saw the smiling faces of Geralt and Russell who had succeeded in their prank.