The Wild Hunt appeared

This horde of low-level monsters could hardly make waves against a human army.

The only monsters in this world capable of standing against humans formed into a proper army were probably higher vampires.

Even the Wild Hunt fell a little short. After all, beneath those skeletal knights' masks were merely a bunch of elven terrorists.

As for bug-level beings like the Unseen Elder and Gaunter O'Dimm, no amount of human effort could do much to affect them.

But they could not be bothered to interfere with the normal workings of the human world, either.

Seeing that things were going badly, the two Crones tried to turn into black smoke and leave.

But Nilfgaardian soldiers threw dimeritium bombs at them.

Large clouds of dimeritium dust burst out, enveloping them and the surrounding air, even entering their lungs as they breathed. Their ability to sense and use the elements dropped to its lowest point!

Fewer and fewer monsters remained under their command. Even the massive fiend was bellowing pitifully under the crossbowmen's concentrated fire, its third, magical eye shot blind and bleeding freely.

Now it was the sturdily built Brewess who shielded her sister as they retreated step by step.

She had been so eager to kill Chen Xu earlier precisely because she had sensed the human army's movements.

Unfortunately, Baba Yaga, who controlled the web of magic, had been murdered by that damned brat. Otherwise, they could have discovered it even earlier!

"Remove Anna's curse mark."

Chen Xu borrowed a powerful crossbow and aimed it at the Crones, who had been driven back to the entrance of the Ladies of the Wood's chapel in the Orphans' Village.

"I only have one bolt. Whoever lifts the curse first, I'll shoot the other one dead! Hurry!"

To his surprise, the two seemed truly as close as sisters and remained unmoved by his words.

They merely stood on different sides. At this moment, he really did feel some admiration for the bond between these three sisters.

How many people could remain unmoved in the face of death?

"All right, you've moved me... How about this? Whoever lifts the curse first, I'll shoot her dead." [Deception] activated.

"As for the other one, I promise to let her live.

"I'll count to three. Three... two..."

Whispess glanced at Brewess, who stood shielding her, and finally moved her mouth, chanting another spell.

Chen Xu turned and cast [Detection] on Anna. After confirming that the curse had completely dissipated, he pulled the trigger at Whispess.

[You have learned the skill [Launch] Lv. 1. Compatible with the skill [Throw]. Merge?]

Yes.

His skills were too assorted. One fewer was one fewer.

[You have learned the skill [Projectile] Lv. 1!]

Awesome! This effectively saved him half the skill points when upgrading the skill.

Twang!

His attention was focused on the panel, and he failed to notice an armored hand catching the flying bolt in midair!

"Too many spatial disturbances... What have you been doing?"

A member of the Wild Hunt suddenly appeared on the battlefield, wielding a huge, long-handled round hammer and wearing extravagant metal skeletal armor.

The bolt was held firmly in his hand.

He looked back at the Crones, who had revealed their true forms, and was immediately so frightened that he dared not look again. Turning his head away, he ordered sharply:

"Damn it! Change back!"

The two Crones hurriedly transformed into beautiful witches, tearfully begging this clearly extraordinary member of the Wild Hunt to stand up for them.

"Lord Imlerith, that filthy human took Baba Yaga's life!"

Imlerith, the formidable fighter who had killed Vesemir in the original story and nearly killed the White Wolf single-handedly.

But he was not only a core commander of the Wild Hunt Legion; he was also an elf addicted to carnal pleasures.

Every year, the Crones invited this high-ranking Wild Hunt general to indulge himself at their grandest festival, the "Sabbath."

Looking at the affected Crones, Chen Xu could not help marveling:

This one really knew how to have fun.

The Wild Hunt Legion had been pursuing Ciri all along, and her closest loved ones, Geralt and Yennefer, were also among its targets.

As members of the Aen Elle, the elves of the Wild Hunt possessed extremely advanced spatial technology. Even Ciri's Elder Blood originated from this people's research.

Presumably, the spatial magic Fringilla had repeatedly cast that day had alerted the Wild Hunt's navigator through space and time. Imlerith had discovered his lovers and intervened to save them.

Imlerith glanced at the human army, which had already dealt with most of the monsters and was eyeing him menacingly, then raised his head and called out:

"Caranthir."

A huge portal appeared out of thin air. Fierce frost blew out of the void, accompanied by merciless, cold light.

The White Frost freezing the ground spread rapidly at 28.6 kilometers per hour. Many soldiers in the front ranks became ice sculptures before they even understood what was happening.

Even Chen Xu, who had started fleeing the moment he heard Caranthir's name, was caught by the White Frost in an instant!

[You are affected by [White Frost Age].

Constitution check: 21.

Current value: 13. Check failed.

Current equipment cold resistance: 3. You will be completely frozen within 5 seconds!]

This was no ordinary frost.

Through his elemental vision, surging, alien mystical power was invading this world through the portal!

Endless, infinitesimal particles were violently tearing apart the elemental balance.

Every freezing phenomenon visible to the naked eye was merely a surface effect produced by the air and surface moisture having their heat drawn away under the influence of this extreme dark energy.

Rather than White Frost, it would have been more apt to call it white light.

There was no waiting five seconds. Chen Xu's feet, clad in ragged straw sandals, had already gone numb!

He had no choice but to turn and charge into the center of the White Frost, wrench dimeritium bombs from the frozen soldiers, and hurl them at the portal.

Frost climbed rapidly from his feet to his chest. He had completely lost the ability to move.

In contrast, Imlerith, behind the portal, had already lowered his faceplate, concealing his entire body within cold armor.

Drawing on the experience the Aen Elle elves had accumulated over years of fighting the White Frost, their specially made Wild Hunt armor could already keep it out.

The Wild Hunt general only had to wait a little longer before smashing these helpless lumps of ice with his great hammer.

Most despairingly, the burning fuses of the dimeritium bombs flying through the air had already been extinguished by the White Frost!

The human army began to rout. Saying they could not beat the Wild Hunt would have been a little one-sided, but their opponent had cheated by bringing out "nuclear weapons" right from the start.

The baron shielded Anna and the children with his body, staring fixedly at the White Frost portal that represented destruction.

The famous elven prophet Ithlinne had made many prophecies throughout her life, such as the "Northern Wars" and the "Catriona Plague."

All had come true precisely, giving them extremely high credibility.

Among them, the apocalyptic prophecy of the "Wolf Blizzard" had circulated in this world for hundreds of years.

Everyone knew it well, from kings down to beggars.

And the skeletal knights of the Wild Hunt were also an ill omen in legend:

They came aboard a great ship made from dead people's nails and carried off the innocent.

Thus, when the Wild Hunt arrived with the White Frost, the humans had already lost a measure of their courage!

As morale collapsed, a pair of hands on the verge of freezing took a sniper crossbow from the hands of a Nilfgaardian soldier's ice sculpture.

Aim and pull the trigger, all in one swift motion!

The bolt cut through the air, overtaking the dimeritium bomb despite being fired later, and struck the now-dud bomb in midair!

Dust burst out. Though less violent than an explosion of gunpowder, it still disrupted the spatial portal's stability.

After shaking several times, the portal finally collapsed!

"Good!"

The baron shouted excitedly, ordering his crossbowmen to concentrate their attacks on the member of the Wild Hunt.

Under a volley of concentrated fire, Imlerith had no choice but to shield his faceplate, driven back step by step by the impacts.

Hope rekindled in the human army, only to be instantly extinguished by a new portal that suddenly lit up among the crowd!

Caranthir was the Wild Hunt's finest navigator, able to cast sophisticated teleportation spells with ease.

He could even open several portals through space and time at once, sending the Wild Hunt's army to any corner of this world!

The only difference between him and the Elder Blood was that he could not open a stable gateway between worlds to allow the entire Aen Elle people to colonize another world.

"Ou na nos-bi li liang ke."

The sorceress, who had been silent for a long time, finally recovered a trace of magical energy and manipulated the elements to destroy this new portal.

But soon, a third portal appeared far behind Imlerith.