"Bang!"
The blue-robed wizard's body fell limply to the ground, making a muffled sound.
Ms. Freyja, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, turned her head with an unbelievable look on her face.
She looked at the man standing in front of her, wearing a navy blue wizard robe, with green magic ripples flashing across the Hydra mask on his face.
The wizard looked at him, raised his hand, and silently took off the ebony mask on his face. The illusion covering his body dissipated like a tide, revealing his tall figure and the two swords behind his back.
The yellow cat eyes, under the dim firelight, expanded slightly, with a slight smile.
"Ms. Freyja, we haven't seen each other for almost half a year. I'm glad to see you."
Freyja pursed her lips and felt a turmoil in her heart.
"Ah----Baron Arwen----it's actually you!?"
As a sorceress, she was controlled by Dimeritium, and was imprisoned here, trapped in the devil's cave.
At this moment, she was really excited to see a demon hunter.
But when she thought about it again, she sounded very excited.
"You, you shouldn't be here," Freyja lowered his voice with panic in his tone, "This ghost place is very dangerous. You should leave quickly and tell Earl of Lower March."
"I have a very good relationship with his wife. He will choose to believe me, and then let the Marquis send troops and write to Your Majesty to bring Dimeritium to destroy this devil's cave."
Arwen raised his hands and said, "Don't get excited. It was Earl Rupert who asked me to come to you. His soldiers are in the forest outside the village."
After hearing this, Ms. Freyja calmed down a lot.
"That's great. Then I can feel at ease."
She raised her hands, revealing the blue-grey shackles embedded in her wrists.
"This is a shackle made by Dimeritium. As long as the sorceress wears it, any magic will be completely blocked.
"Arwen, I can't even use Fireball Spell now. My body is so weak that I can't even walk."
"There are still layers of guards outside. Go quickly and don't worry about me."
Arwen stepped forward and grabbed the shackles with both hands.
This is his first direct contact with the mysterious Dimeritium.
As soon as it started, the magic power stored in the organs in the body stopped flowing and became a pool of stagnant water.
A strong feeling of weakness came from his hands, and he even felt like collapsing to the ground for a moment.
But he is not a wizard, but a demon hunter.
A sentence came out softly from his mouth.
"When I came here, my most important goal was to rescue you."
[Giant Bloodline] Let the blood boil all over the body, clasp the shackles with five fingers of both hands, and exert force on the fingertips, Dimeritium The shackles begin to become twisted.
"Kakakaka!"
Harsh sounds kept sounding, Freyja's pupils vibrated violently, and his expression became extremely exciting.
Dimeritium not only has the effect of resisting magic, but it is also a very hard metal, with a hardness comparable to steel.
Therefore, after she saw Arwen forcefully breaking the shackles apart, her breathing stopped.
"Crack!"
After two more sounds, the Dimeritium shackles were removed from under his feet, and the metal chains fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Freyja pursed her lips, her sluggish eyes suddenly brightened, and she sensed the magic power between heaven and earth.
"It will take some time for me to recover.
Arwen nodded and took a few steps back.
Freyja moved his wrist, formed a Signs, and immediately recited a spell.
Green light spots covered her whole body, like fireflies in summer, constantly piercing her body.
Arwen could feel that the blood in her body was flowing rapidly, and her pale face became rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Arwen breathed a sigh of relief silently.
He turned his eyes and looked at the blue-robed wizard who was unconscious on the ground.
He leaned down and picked up the Dimeritium shackles that fell on the ground.
It was clasped on the blue-robed wizard's hands, and his hands suddenly exerted force. The shackles, which were deformed due to the pulling, were forced to fit on the former's wrist.
He picked up another piece of Dimeritium and pressed it on the Hydra mask on his head, and then completely removed the mask.
The man has a brown beard, high cheekbones, and pale cheeks, and is very handsome.
Freyja saw the man's face, his tone was a little surprised, and he spoke in a low voice.
"He is from Ben Ad Magic Academy, George wizard."
Arwen lowered his eyes slightly, "Although I have never met him, I know that he is Atamont's assistant."
Freyja stood up and suddenly understood why the other party wanted to inquire about the black-haired demon hunter.
Arwen raised his hand, waved his fingers suddenly, and slapped George directly on the face, leaving a bright red palm print.
"Woo!"
George let out a painful moan and woke up from his coma.
He subconsciously tried to mobilize his magic power, but found nothing. At the same time, he also felt an extreme sense of weakness and nausea, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
He opened his eyes in horror, and saw a tall figure in his sight, with a pair of yellow cat eyes looking down at him indifferently.
He raised his hands and saw the twisted shackles on his wrists.
"Dimeritium----What did you do to me? What are you going to do!?"
Arwen's voice is playful.
"We had a conversation just now and we forgot about it so quickly?"
"This is the first time we meet, so let me introduce myself. I am the witcher you are looking for, Arwen.
,"It's you!?" George's eyes widened, filled with anger.
"That's you, the witcher! You, Monstrum!? I was kicked out of Ban Ade Magic Academy!"
"I wish I could kill you!"
He roared hysterically.
Arwen reached out his right hand like lightning, grabbed his collar, and pinched him like a chicken.
Cat eyes looked at him, and the latter seemed to have noticed something.
Arwen needs to use Axii Sign, combined with Dimeritium, to forcefully hypnotize the opponent.
George decisively closed his eyes to prevent Arwen from succeeding.
Frowning, Freyja, who was standing aside, shot out two solid mental power needles from his beautiful eyes, piercing directly into George's eyebrows.
The back of his head seemed to have been directly hit by a heavy hammer, and his mind was in chaos.
"Ah!"
George let out a scream, his face twisted, and he opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, extremely ferocious.
Freyja sneered, "This is what you want to do, I will give it back to you now."
Arwen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the gentle medical doctor could be so decisive and cruel.
George was retching constantly, drool was flowing from his mouth, his eyes were out of focus and empty, like an idiot.
Mental Crushing, rough, direct, and extremely painful.
"Okay, time is running out, we can interrogate him."
Freyja moved his wrists and ankles again, and tightened his clothes.
"Hmm."
Arwen said directly, "Tell me why you are looking for me."
He didn't believe it in his heart. As a wizard, he would only want to find him out of the hatred in his heart. There must be some secret that he didn't know.
George made a heavy breathing sound, and his tone was intermittent.
"You----you killed my teacher----let me be fired from the school----the school took back the teacher's staff----but----but the ring----the elf ring----the blood----"
Hearing the word "Elder Blood", Arwen's cat pupils suddenly shrank.
Arwen's cat pupils suddenly shrank.
Elder Blood, is the legend of the elves, and the dream of wizards.
As Atamont's assistant, he often comes into contact with the other party, and it is indeed possible to know some of Atamont's secrets.
The owner of Elder Blood who is the closest to being able to fully utilize it is the elf warlock who fell in love with humans, Lola Doren Aip Shidahar.
She possesses a powerful and extraordinary source of magic power, and with the Elder Blood in her body, she can forge a bridge connecting different worlds.
And her blood has been very weak until now. It was not until Ciri that this powerful bloodline once again shined.
And Wild Hunt chases Ciri just to capture Elder Blood.
Only with this bloodline can they escape the world that is about to be frozen.
Arwen has long coveted this powerful bloodline.
It's not impossible to get it now.
Lioness of Cintra is the grandmother of Ciri, Calanthe.
Elder Blood The hidden bloodline and the activation key have been integrated in her body, but they are just not reflected.
Her daughter, the mother of Ciri, has already demonstrated its terrifying magic power.
And now, Atamont's ring actually contains the secret of Elder Blood. This is really shocking.
He used to find it strange that the storage space of Space Jade stone was limited.
And this ring of Atamont, after stuffing so many things, including a complete Dracolizard Golem, has not reached the limit.
It makes sense if it is related to Elder Blood.
"That's enough."
Freyja suddenly spoke, interrupting George's words.
Regarding Elder Blood, this matter is too important, but Freyja didn't have any fluctuations on his face and said in a solemn tone.
"Arwen, this is your secret. It's too dangerous. I don't want to know too much. Let's put it down for now. I still have important things to ask.
Heart Arwen nodded, a look of gratitude flashed in his eyes.
Regarding Freyja, her gentleness and tolerance are indeed rare among sorceresses.
The reason may be because of her other identity, that of a medical doctor.
Therefore, she has never modified her body to make herself beautiful.
He looked at George again and said, "Tell me the details of Hydra Canyon and the person behind it.
George lowered his head, "They all wear Hydra masks----I can't see their faces----but they are all wizards----"
"As for the man behind the scenes----I only know----people here in the village call him the village chief----the envoy calls him the bishop----"
"The bishop once said - this world can only experience blood and fire - wash away all sins - overthrow the kings of various countries - these kings - are the biggest vampires - only by destroying them - can we have a future -"
Arwen was stunned. This rhetoric is indeed very courageous and is also a process of historical progress.
"It's really crazy, a bunch of lunatics!" Freyja's voice was sharp. As a medical doctor who was regarded as a guest of the Kaedwen royal family and a person with vested interests, she must be disgusted with overthrowing the king.
"You gathered wizards? Just to overthrow the monarch?"
Freyja asked the key.
George continued, "No - the bishop once said - only by gathering the spiritual power of nine wizards - can an advent ceremony be completed -"
"The great Hydra God will come to this world and guide us to the future----"
"The bishop will become God's agent - the world will become beautiful - just like the village - all races - will live in harmony - everyone will live a prosperous life. -"
When he said this, a kind of fanaticism emerged on his face. In the state of Mental Crushing, this kind of worship has penetrated deep into his bones.
Arwen frowned, no matter how it sounded, it sounded like the words of a pyramid scheme leader.
Those who believe in cults are often desperate people who have tried and tested this pie repeatedly.
"Where is this bishop? What abilities does he have?"
George said, "Bishop----Bishop, he is deep in the canyon----at the feet of Mount Kaestro----"
"His abilities----I don't know----I only know that his magic power is very powerful----terrifying----"
"Also - he also has a Kikimore Queen - which is kept in captivity under the castle - it is the masterpiece of the bishop - a monster produced during the Conjunction of the Spheres period -"
Kikimore Queen!?
"The last question, Ida Ai Min, that is the elf sorceress, do you know where he is?
George shook his head, "I just joined here not long ago----I didn't know the existence of elven sorceresses----"
Arwen looked at Freyja, who shook his head and said there were no questions to ask.
Five fingers clasped George's neck. George took a breath, and his distracted eyes began to gather together, regaining a trace of will.
He uttered hoarse words begging for mercy.
"I----I told you everything----let me go----I can be your slave----don't kill me----don't kill me----"
"Card——"
Five fingers pinched his throat, and blood flowed out between the fingers.
George's eyes bulged, his face turned purple, and he slowly lost his vitality.
As his palms were released, his body fell heavily to the ground, staring at the black-haired demon hunter with malicious eyes.
The mental power swept through his body and found nothing except this robe and the Hydra mask.
Freyja said, "What should we do now, go deep into the canyon?"
Arwen shook his head, "No, they have strength in numbers, we need to reduce their strength."
As he spoke, he put on the Hydra mask, swayed, and green water waves covered his body, transforming into a green-robed wizard.
"Let's go to the Kikimore Queen place he mentioned first."
Freyja thought about it for a while and realized that Kikimore Queen is indeed a terrifying creature. If we let it go and get attacked by it after going deep into the canyon, we would be in trouble.
It is also a good choice to solve it first.
Arwen pushed George's body under the bed board and walked out of the dungeon with Freyja.
The dark sight welcomed the outside light, and the two figures quickly attracted the attention of the patrolling guards.
Especially after seeing that Freyja no longer had Dimeritium on his body, the leading guard quickly stepped forward, which made Freyja's heart skip a beat.
"Your Majesty, this is----"
Arwen raised his palm and directly interrupted the opponent.
"Okay, her magic power is working for me. I have completely controlled her and I want to take her to Kikimore Queen."
"This matter concerns the bishop, you should understand."
The guard captain's face instantly became solemn and he saluted.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work, sir."
Arwen patted him on the shoulder, "This is nothing. You guys should follow and accompany me to Kikimore Queen's place. I need your help."
These pleading words immediately cheered up the guard captain, and his tone was filled with excitement.
"It is my honor to serve you."