After closing his eyes again, he fell into a deep sleep.
Sometime later, someone was shaking him.
Dick opened his eyes, it was a bounty hunter. "Dick, it's time to move forward."
"I know." Dick sat up.
After everyone had their meal again, they began to continue their previous journey.
Continuing to move forward in this gloomy environment, she passed through a dilapidated forest. The nun said excitedly, "This place is so familiar. We found the witch in this forest last time. We must be careful."
Everyone nodded, and then they crept forward. After removing a patch of weeds that blocked their view, they saw a ferocious and plump figure in an open space with his back to them. The figure was still holding an iron pestle in his hand, stirring constantly in the big urn, and murmuring at the same time, "Delicious, delicious food is about to be ready."
And the big urn was surrounded by human skulls. It seemed that the delicacies in the urn should also be human flesh and blood.
Dick bent down slightly and advanced quietly like School of the Lynx, preparing to stab Monster in the back.
When the old witch's ears twitched slightly, she quickly turned around and hid behind the huge urn.
"Damn humans, they still want to attack me."
Dick flashed behind the big urn and slashed at the old witch with his sword.
The old witch suddenly waved her hand, and her arm intersected with Dick, making a sound like iron and stone colliding. The huge force actually pushed Dick to the side.
When the nun saw this, she immediately opened the page and murmured to herself. The sky seemed to become brighter, and the old witch seemed to be afraid of the light. She looked directly at the nun with anger in her eyes. Then she waved the iron pestle in her hand and ran towards the nun in large strides.
How could the rest of her teammates let her succeed so easily?
The berserker's eyes were stern and he held a long-handled knife in front of the nun.
The bounty hunter has also thrown out the hook lock in his hand, trying to block the old witch's attack.
Dick also reacted at this time. He stood up and attacked the witch from behind.
Dick jumped up high and threw out another sword. However, the old witch's body suddenly gave birth to a light red light.
In an instant, the bounty hunter actually entered the large urn. Looking from a distance, he could only see the white-haired man's head and hands exposed.
At the same time, the big urn instantly came behind the old witch and blocked Dick's attack.
"No, he's going to cook the bounty hunter, please save him," the nun shouted.
Dick had already struck the big urn with one blow, and slight cracks appeared on the surface of the utensil.
After several more rapid slashes, the big urn was finally shattered by Dick. The bounty hunter fell out with his skin and flesh torn apart in an instant. He panted and said, "If it were any later, I would have died."
Then he threw out the hook lock, hooked it onto the old witch, and pulled hard.
The next moment, he was pulled away by the old witch and thrown behind the nun and the berserker.
The old witch, who had already fought with the berserkers and nuns, also keenly sensed that Dick was the most difficult enemy to deal with.
This time, a red light flashed on her body, and Dick actually felt as if a transparent arm was holding his body tightly.
The large urn was intact for a moment, and Dick was thrown into it by the void arm. Like the bounty hunter, only his hands and head were exposed.
When the other three teammates saw this, they became more and more impatient. They wanted to rescue Dick, but the old witch blocked the three people's rescue route with her fat body.
In the large urn, Dick only felt a slight pain in his body. He sensed that the soup in the urn had a strong corrosive effect.
The thick poisonous fog exuded, if it had been anyone else, their skin and flesh might have been torn apart by now.
But with his strong Self-Healing Ability, coupled with his current physical fitness, it's just like taking a hot bath.
Dick clasped the rim of the urn with both hands, and the boiling soup stirred up bursts of white smoke on his exposed skin.
"Don't be distracted!" He shouted to his teammates with a relaxed expression, his voice buzzing in the jar, "Cut her in the knee!"
When the old witch heard Dick's words, she sneered, "Arrogant."
Immediately, she attacked the other three.
For a time, the three teammates were fighting fiercely with the witch.
Whenever the witch tried to cast a spell, Dick stretched out his hands from the urn, and the ice crystals condensed on his fingertips drew a blue trajectory in the air. The cold cone accurately penetrated the back of the witch's neck, forcing her to interrupt the spell.
It looks like there are three against one on the field, but in fact Dick has transformed into an icicle maniac to support his teammates remotely.
After a while, Dick watched the battle on the field as if he were watching a play. He knew that he would be sure to win this battle without his participation.
The witch only felt that her body was getting weaker and weaker.
"No, we can't let those damn humans occupy that big jar. We have to put other people in here."
A red light flashed across her body again, and she wanted to throw Dick out of the big urn.
But it's easy to ask God but hard to send him away. How can Dick get out easily?
As Demigod, as long as he grasps the edge of the big urn tightly with both hands, and his arms are huge at the same time, just like Popeye, and uses his huge strength to firmly hold the big urn in place, he refuses to get out.
After the red light flashed twice, the witch had no choice but to Dick. She was slightly distracted and was hit by the bounty hunter's ax in the abdomen. Then the priest spoke plausibly, and a golden thunderbolt flashed across the sky, hitting the huge wound in the abdomen.
The witch wailed bitterly and fell to the ground unwillingly. Her wide eyes stared at the demon hunter who was still bathing in the big urn. She couldn't figure out why such a powerful magic weapon could not cause any harm to Dick.
Dick waved his arm, Dawn Sword cut through the air, and the witch's throat was cut open with a sharp blade.
As the witch passed away, Dick felt that the soup in the urn gradually cooled down.
"Hey, I wish I could take a longer hot bath, but it's a pity."
Dick jumped out lightly, glanced at the panel casually, and consumed all the 1000 Energy Points he had obtained.
Sword Oil Making (Grandmaster level): The effect is increased by 100%, and three sword oils can be applied at the same time.
The other teammates had completely chopped off the witch's head, and then took out the lime powder and pickled the witch's head.
"What are you doing?" Dick asked curiously.
"The magic power of this old witch is in this head. Maybe you can exchange it for some rare items when you go back."
The few people looked at each other and smiled, and it seemed that their adventure had ended perfectly.
After a moment, the witch's head suddenly opened its eyes and roared, and purple smoke spewed out from its seven orifices intertwined into a teleportation circle in the air.
The judge's voice was filled with the smell of sulfur. "Well done, now take the spoils..."
Afterwards, everyone happily took the old witch's head and stepped into the portal.
The scene turned and several people appeared in the tavern. The place was still very lively.
However, the layout of this tavern seems to be different from before. In addition, there are a few acquaintances of Dick here, but the other strange mercenaries are not here.
Seeing Dick's confusion, Judge of Hell Minos in front of him smiled and said, "Welcome back. I specially changed the venue for you and called my teammates from the previous two times. Let's celebrate together. How about the atmosphere here?"
"Why are you treating me like this?" Dick asked, taking the wine glass from Judge of Hell.
"Because of the next task... it's still a little early to talk about this. Anyway, you can celebrate first, and I will resign."
Regardless of Dick's reaction, Judge of Hell had already walked towards the outer door and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The lights in the tavern are brightly lit, and the air is filled with the aroma of delicious food.
This time the food was more like from the Human Realm.
The golden crispy skin of the roast chicken is sizzling with oil, and the mellow taste of malt wine is wafting in the air...
In addition, the table is filled with all kinds of delicacies, the tender and juicy barbecue is mouth-watering, the fragrant stew exudes attractive heat, and the colorful fruits are like exquisite works of art.
On the stage in front, there was a dwarf bard holding a musical instrument, playing cheerful tunes, and singing melodiously.
Dick walked forward, cheers surged like a tide, and people present applauded and screamed at Dick.
"What are you doing?" Dick said looking at these familiar teammates.
The first person to come to him was Glen the Shieldbreaker, who was wearing a red dress with a waistband that perfectly showed off her figure. She did not wear any veil this time, nor did she carry any weapons.
She held out her wine glass and said in a gentle tone, "Dick, if it hadn't been for your help at the critical moment, I would have been dead. Because of your bravery and decisiveness, I can stand here. Naturally, I want to celebrate."
Dick naturally couldn't refuse Glen the Shieldbreaker's kindness. He gently clinked his wine glass with it and took another sip. "Well, it's a bit sour. It's a newly brewed mountain wine."
"But Glen, weren't you taken away by those nurses before? Are you back to normal now?" Dick asked.
"Well, you can say that I'm back to normal, but I'm still very weak now, so I won't be able to accompany you on the next mission."
"It's nothing, but I always feel like you guys," he looked at the dog trainer and the clown, "It's really unusual for you to come together to welcome me."
"Hi." The clown on the side said, "Dick, this is the kindness of Judge of Hell. He came to us specially and said that you are a perfect adventurer. Let us welcome you. It is said that you will enter a new space and you should have necessary relaxation activities."
"Can you explain what the new space is?"