The moonlight penetrates the cloud barrier and shines on the mottled city wall.
Ida Ai Min's elf eyes also noticed the stone ring in Arwen's hand.
On the inside of the stone ring, there is a string of lightning runes, which flash with a light yellow luster under the influence of the surrounding magic.
Her beautiful eyes flickered and she looked at Morgraig in the distance, as if she had thought of something.
"Lightning rune," he said softly, "As far as I know, since the birth of magic in this world, the person who is most proficient in lightning magic is one of your human wizards."
"He has a deep connection with the demon hunters, and is also called the ancestor by you, Alzur."
"I can feel that the stone ring in your hand is receiving the call of Morgraig."
"Are you planning to go in?"
Arwen put the stone ring away, "That's right."
Ida stretched out his hand and blocked his way.
"My suggestion is, you can't go in now," Ida shook her head, the night wind blew through her long burgundy hair, and her face was full of seriousness, "Both you and I have experienced a battle."
"You and I are in such a bad state right now. Something has obviously happened to the castle in front of us, and there may be some hidden danger."
"We need a good rest."
Arwen looked at her with some confusion, "Are you going to help me?"
Ida smoothed the hair scattered in front of her eyes behind her pointed ears.
"I am an elf sage, not an ungrateful Ghoul. You saved my life, and I will repay you."
"What's more, if you leave me alone in this wilderness, if another Yghern comes, it can easily kill me."
"I will follow you. After I recover my magic power, I can help you a little. You can also protect me. The most important thing is——"
She paused, "As a demon hunter, you should know better than me how difficult it is to deal with monsters at night. It's better to face unknown dangers during the day than now, isn't it?"
Arwen looked at him and had to admit that the elf sage in front of him did have an extremely calm mind and rich knowledge.
"If you don't listen to the wise, you will always suffer. You are right, now is indeed not the time."
After Arwen finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
Ida followed closely, with a smile on his lips.
Soon, the demon hunter found a relatively clean cave in a slightly higher mountain wall.
Drive away the bats in the cave. The opening is facing Morgraig, so you can observe the information immediately.
Take out the insectoid sword oil from the space ring and sprinkle it within a hundred meters of the cave entrance.
This can effectively prevent the intrusion of Yghern.
The two sat down against the rock wall and Arwen took out some dry food, dried pork and two kettles from the space ring.
The two quickly replenished their physical strength, and Ida's condition was recovering quickly.
After eating, Ida chanted a spell, and two warm red light spots shone on their chests.
A sense of warmth surged through the body, dispelling the coldness in the body.
Arwen recognized this spell, the Warming Spell, which is a very practical magic.
He sat on his knees on the ground, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.
The same goes for Ida, who quickly recovered his mental strength.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone inside the cave and climbed onto the pale face of Arwen.
My skin felt the warm sun and I suddenly opened my eyes.
The golden vertical pupils shrank into a line under the light.
He exhaled a puff of turbid air from his mouth, releasing a wisp of white mist.
The tip of his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he felt his body carefully.
The curse of Hydra Evil God was like a maggot attached to the bone, biting into his heart and could not be removed no matter how hard it was cleaned.
As long as you use your Qi and blood and your heart starts to become active, you will feel a sense of powerlessness.
If an ordinary person had been cursed by this evil god, his blood would have dried up and he would have been lying on the bed dying.
But Arwen is different. He has [Giant Bloodline] in his body. This arrogant bloodline is like a water pump, constantly supplying blood.
I endured this curse forcefully. Although I couldn't exert 100% of my strength, I could still do it with 80% combat effectiveness.
The only thing we need to pay attention to is that we cannot fall into a protracted war and must win it quickly.
"You look very bad."
A soft voice sounded in his ears, and Ida looked at him.
She stood up and tightened the black cloak given to her by Arwen.
After a night of meditation, she recovered a lot of mental strength.
"Let me check it for you."
With that said, she came to Arwen, put her hands on his chest, and softly sang a spell in her mouth.
Arwen did not refuse.
Elves claim to be the sons of nature, and they do have an advantage in their attainments in healing magic.
The emerald green magic power is like clear spring water, entering Arwen's chest bit by bit, and then flows along the blood vessels to the surrounding body.
Ida felt Arwen's heart for the first time, and his originally relaxed eyebrows frowned tightly.
"Curse----" she said solemnly, "Such a strong aura of death, it was left by the evil god."
As she spoke, her beautiful eyes showed an incredible look.
"Great oak, under such erosion, your blood can still flow."
"This is simply a miracle, Demon Hunter, do all your companions have such strong vitality like you?"
Arwen said, "Is there a way to solve this curse?"
Ida retracted his hands and sighed.
"I'm really sorry. My elf magic can't stop it, but as for the solution, I can think of a place."
"Brokilon, do you know?"
Arwen's cat eyes flashed.
Brokilon, located in the southwest of Temeria.
It is the home of tree spirits and goblins, the land of oak trees.
Ida said, "Brokilon There is a canyon called Cole Serai Valley."
"There is a magical spring there and a vine called Caen Myrkvid, both of which are sacred objects of healing."
"As long as you soak in the spring water overnight and let the Caen Myrkvid vine cover the wound, no matter how serious the injury or curse is, it will be cured."
"Although the dryads do not welcome humans, I can write you a letter of introduction and they will not stop you."
them.
There are no male members of the tree spirit race.
If they want to continue their offspring, they either catch the men who venture deep into the forest and force them to mate and reproduce.
The child born in this way must also be a female tree spirit.
Another way is to bring the girl abandoned on the outskirts of the forest back to the land of oak trees.
After drinking a special kind of spring water, the girl will slowly forget her own life experience, and her body will be transformed bit by bit until she becomes a member of the tree spirit.
"Thank you."
Arwen stood up, this is good news.
After checking their equipment and eating some dry food, the two walked out of the cave side by side.
Arwen stares at the position of Morgraig.
Suddenly, a silver flash attracted his attention.
That was a sword light.
"There's movement."
Arwen's body trembled, Ida stood behind him, forming a Signs with his hands, ready to respond at any time.
On the dirt road leading to the castle, there was an agile figure moving crazily.
He has a silver sword in his hand and another on his back.
It's a witcher!
He had short gray hair and wore an extremely light brown leather armor. His body was already stained with paint in many places, especially his left arm, and his chest was stained red with blood.
Beside him, two Slyzard fell to the ground.
"Ha!"
A roar came out of his mouth, and the swift sword light came down, cutting off the tail of Slyzard on his side.
The latter is painful and quickly expands the range.
The tail that fell to the ground was still twitching.
"Whoops!"
A sharp sound broke through the air suddenly, and the demon hunter quickly spun around and raised his sword to block.
"Qiang!"
A green wooden thorn hit the silver sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.
He was forced to take a few steps back before he regained his footing.
Clenching his teeth, his arms began to tremble.
In his sight, a green vine broke out of the ground, and at the end of the vine was a huge scarlet petal.
The flower stamens swayed with the cold wind, gathering the next wooden thorn to attack.
"Damn it, this time it's a big mistake."
He was anxious in his heart, just this Giant Thorny Devil Tree was a big problem.
And there are so many damn lizards.
If I venture here this time, I'm afraid I'm going to die here.
With this thought in mind, he took a deep breath and prepared to fight to the death.
At the same time, the two Slyzards were slowly leaning towards him, spitting out pink snake letters from their mouths, and corrosive blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.
Attacked from both front and back, as well as Giant Thorny Devil Tree's remote containment, he had no way to escape.
Giant Thorny Devil Tree shook the huge petals, and three wooden thorns shot out one after another as fast as lightning.
The demon hunter spun and dodged, relying on his body skills to avoid the first one, and then swung his silver sword away from the second one.
His eyes narrowed, but the last one, Slyzard approaching from both ends, could not be avoided.
A choice must be made at this moment.
Giant Thorny Devil Tree's wood thorns contain venom, but the demon hunter's poison resistance is far beyond that of ordinary people, and it cannot kill him in a short period of time.
But if Slyzard's teeth and claws were bitten, it would really be a death without a burial place.
After making the choice, he was about to eat the wooden thorn with Quen Sign. When he was about to turn around to face the rushing Slyzard, there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air behind him.
He was so horrified that fear almost overwhelmed him.
The second strain Giant Thorny Devil Tree?
No, that's not right!
This sharp aura was not directed at him.
"Whoops!"
The sound of breaking through the air brushed past his ears, colliding with the flying wooden thorns.
The witcher's cat eyes reveal the surprise of surviving a desperate situation.
That's an arrow, and there's an archer nearby.
There's help now!
Turning around hastily, his body shivered and a chill ran down his spine.
A tall figure appeared behind him at some unknown moment.
The man had black short eyebrow-length hair, wore a black leather jacket studded with silver studs, and was tall and burly.
With his eyes slightly lowered, a Signs condensed out, and six purple light pillars rose from the ground.
It's Yrden Sign.
The movements of the two Slyzard became sluggish.
The gray-haired demon hunter recognized the identity of the other party, and said with the same surprise as him, "Well done, I'll go catch that damn Giant Thorny Devil Tree, and leave these two lizards to----"
Before he finished speaking, he saw an unforgettable scene in his life.
It completely reversed his understanding of the witcher.
The black-haired demon hunter, as fast as a ghost, sprinted to the side of a Slyzard.
He did not pull out the silver sword behind his back, but raised his right arm, and the silver-nailed glove, like an avalanche of billions of hectares, packed with fierce punches, hit Slyzard on the head.
"Boom!"
The strong wind exploded on Slyzard's head.
"Stuck!"
The scales stood up, the skull cracked, Slyzard's brain was directly smashed into a ball of paste, the scarlet beast pupils rolled up, and blood burst out from the facial features.
The huge body collapsed directly to the ground.
The central nervous system was destroyed and he could not even tremble.
The dead can no longer die.
"This----"
The gray-haired demon hunter opened his mouth and froze on the spot.
Before he could recover, the ground cracked open under the feet of another Slyzard, and several thick vines emerged, dragging its entire body into the ground.
Arwen stepped forward, pressed his hands forward in the air, and let out a low drink.
Igni Sign.
Under the increase of [Magic Surge], a dark green fire snake spiraled out from his palm and quickly wrapped around Giant Thorny Devil Tree.
In the blink of an eye, the flames engulfed Giant Thorny Devil Tree.
The body struggling in the firelight made a shrill sound.
In just a few breaths, Giant Thorny Devil Tree, along with the poison sac and vines, were burned into a pile of charred charcoal.
The battle is over.
The gray-haired demon hunter stood there blankly, swallowing, and even forgot to sheath the silver sword in his hand.
His eyes were locked tightly on Arwen, and he was constantly questioning himself in his heart.
By the gods, this guy in front of me, you told me he was a demon hunter?
Beat Slyzard to death with one punch!? Burn Giant Thorny Devil Tree to death with one Igni Sign!?
Are you sure it's not the flame Troll wearing human skin?
Arwen glanced at the panel.
Killing two monsters instantly gives very little experience.
But each also adds 25% of mutation acquisition.
His eyes came to the gray-haired demon hunter. He was thin, with very smooth muscle lines. He was wearing light leather armor.
Those cat eyes are dark green, and although they are also vertical pupils, they are still closer to human pupils.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like it's a little mutated and incomplete.
Look at the badge on his chest again, it is a cat head with a grinning teeth and a fierce look.
Then it'll be fine.
Without absolute strength, it would be unwise to rush into this territory full of monsters.
Only a lunatic with an incompletely developed brain and completely underdeveloped cerebellum can do this.
The gray-haired demon hunter looked at Arwen's golden cat eyes and winced subconsciously.
He also noticed the wolf head badge on the opponent's chest.
Are you sure this physical power does not belong to School of the Bear?
However, when dealing with School of the Bear's exquisite moneyism, he is definitely more inclined to School of the Wolf.
School of the Cat's demon hunter juggled the silver sword before inserting it into the scabbard behind his back.
Looking at Arwen's face, is this face too young?
Could it be that the old monster from School of the Wolf asked the sorceress for advice on the magic of disguise?
He strode up to Arwen and stretched out his right hand.
"My name is Aiden, brother of School of the Wolf. No matter you are Troll or some kind of monster, thank you very much for saving my life.