Everyone hid in the reeds and watched what was happening in the distance.
"Judging from the footprints, the cultists in Innsmouth are probably hiding in that cave, but I guess they won't let us in obediently."
"Sir Maximus, you and Lord Regis...Regis will stay here. Just leave those guys to me and Geralt."
Lynn quickly made arrangements based on staffing.
But Maximus couldn't help but said.
"Master Lynn, I have already been taken care of by you when we were exploring the road. If I escape from the battle now, my honor will be shamed, so please be sure to let me join the battle."
However, Lynn rejected Maximus' proposal without even thinking about it.
The heavy armor worn by the knight errant may still be able to travel unimpeded on flat ground.
But on the wet and slippery swamp ground, it will definitely become a burden.
Just like the famous Battle of Agincourt in the Hundred Years' War.
If it were not for the muddy terrain that trapped the French knights and the confusion of the French army's own command system, no matter how invincible the English longbow was, it would not have been able to achieve that hearty victory.
Lynn comforted Maximus with kind words.
Then he began to prepare for the next battle with Geralt.
Although they only faced a few cultists, no one knew whether there was a large group of cultists in the cave, ready to come out to support them at any time.
Therefore, you must not be careless.
Careless witchers usually don't live long.
Lynn took out several bottles of high-grade magic potion from the magic pattern leather bag.
He gave half of it to Geralt.
In terms of alchemy, Lynn is comparable to Kaer Morhen's living fossil Vesemir, and even Geralt is barely interesting.
Geralt is not pretentious either.
I picked it up directly.
Advanced potions took effect faster than ordinary potions, and the toxins were clearly visible on their faces soon.
Lynn and Geralt looked at each other, then jumped out from the reeds where they were hiding, and like dire wolves, they pounced on the cultists guarding near the entrance of the cave.
The master-level silver sword turned into a silver arc and struck from top to bottom, directly into the shoulder of a cultist who had no time to react.
The latter's eyes darkened and he knelt down with a thump.
The blood in his mouth was like a fountain, bubbling up non-stop.
A slightly warm feeling flowed along the weapon and into Lynn's body.
Correspondingly, the vitality quickly disappeared from the cultist's body.
Then, the witcher released his hands holding the sword and stepped aside.
Dodge the pitchfork stabbing from the side.
As fast as lightning, he grabbed the pitchfork pole with one hand and slapped the owner of the pitchfork on the chest with his right hand.
"Aard."
With the master-level seal, the advanced Petri's Philter, and the "mutation enhancement" blessing, the power of Aard Sign has been increased to an incredible level.
Bang!
The seal exploded at this extremely close range, directly blasting through the cultist's internal organs and back.
Lynn threw away the pitchfork stained with flesh and blood, and calmly pulled out the silver sword from the corpse of the previous cultist.
Then, he seemed to have eyes on his back, as if dancing, his body rotated, drawing a perfect semicircle with the sword blade.
The sword blade effortlessly split open the Tianling Cap of a cultist who was trying to sneak attack Lynn from behind.
On the other side, Geralt also successfully eliminated three cultists.
The entire process occurs in just a few breaths.
After killing the cultists at the entrance of the cave, the two called Maximus and Regis over, and then entered the entrance of the cave together.
The light inside the cave is dim.
The smell of moisture permeated the surroundings.
It makes people feel a cold and uncomfortable feeling.
The sound of dripping water sounded from time to time.
The ground under your feet is slippery and wet, so you need to be careful every step forward.
The expected attack did not happen, and there were no other forks in the cave. Everyone walked forward for a few minutes until they were blocked by a dark pool.
At this time, Regis stood up and volunteered.
"Lynn, I think maybe I should go to the front to explore the way this time. You, Geralt, and Sir Sir will all stay."
"I don't mean to look down on you."
"But after all, even for a demon hunter, underwater combat may be difficult."
Lynn nodded.
Geralt also has no objection.
Both of them already know the true identity of Regis.
That means he is actually a high-level vampire.
An existence that is truly infinitely close to immortality.
Except for the existence of high-level vampires, or legendary warlocks like Alzur, "Pure White" Raffard, and Vilgefortz, there are very few creatures that can truly threaten Regis's life.
"Then it's up to you, Regis."
Lynn said politely.
Maximus was stunned.
He doesn't know any high-level vampires.
In his impression, Regis is just an ordinary barber doctor.
He was about to say something when he saw Regis smiling and winking at him as if he understood what he was thinking.
Then, right in front of the knight errant, it turned into a cloud of mist, got into the pool, and stirred up a splash of water.
Maximus opened his mouth wide and his mind went blank.
Geralt is not surprised at all. High-level vampires can't even be killed with a pitchfork. It's nothing if they just turn into fog.
Compared with this, Lynn and Regis decided his actions without authorization, which made him feel very depressed.
"Can't you two ask for my opinion first? Why do you always make decisions for me?"
Listening to this tone, it sounded like a resentful woman.
Lynn Got it.
He behaved like a courtier to Geralt.
"Well, dear Master Geralt, would you like to stay with me?"
"I am truly honored to be able to stay with such a powerful master demon hunter like you. I am so moved that I don't know what to say."
Geralt Veins appeared on his forehead.
"Lynn, are you the illegitimate son of Ye's brother? Do you know that your tone of voice is very similar to hers?"
"When she's upset, she also uses honorifics, such as 'dear friend.'"
The leaf Geralt is talking about is Yennefer.
The dispute between him and Yennefer is the kind that keeps getting messed up.
Every time you meet Yennefer, Geralt will become honest.
Some people may think that Geralt is a licking dog.
The problem is that she really licked the goddess.
Instead of not licking it, you can only hide in a dark corner and secretly drop the little pearl.
Ten minutes later, a cloud of mist floated out from the water and transformed into the barber doctor again.
"Okay, I have eliminated all dangers under the water. But the exit from the water is a place similar to a meeting hall. Probably all the cultists gather there. Remember to keep quiet after you swim out of the water."
Lynn asked, "How long does it take to swim there?"
"At a normal person's speed, it would take less than ten minutes."
So they took action.
All three of them took off their coats and armor, leaving only their shirts and shorts on.
Then he followed Regis into the cold water.
The dark environment underwater is even worse than in a cave.
However, Lynn and Geralt both took high-grade Cat Potion, and the dim environment had no effect on them.
Regis is a high-level vampire who has dark vision without any potions.
Only Maximus was almost blind underwater.
Can't see anything clearly.
Fortunately, the two demon hunters sandwiched him on the left and right and led him to swim forward.
This way the knight errant won't get lost underwater.
Following Regis, Lynn also noticed.
There were several bodies floating in the water.
The degree of mutation and clothing of these corpses are exactly the same as those of the cultists guarding the cave entrance.
And he died not long ago.
Apparently he was killed by Regis who came down to explore the road earlier.
After swimming underwater for a few minutes, I finally saw some light on the water in front of me.
Lynn and Geralt worked together to swim out of the water with Maximus.
Regis, who was at the front, made a silencing gesture towards the two of them.
Lynn nodded slightly.
Then start observing your surroundings.
He noticed that the space here was about the same as a gymnasium.
And it has obviously been artificially processed, and the terrain is flat and open.
In the deepest part of the cave, a portrait is enshrined.
The portrait shows a humanoid creature standing on the roaring waves of the sea.
It is four meters tall.
No facial features.
The only organ on the face is a huge mouth dripping with sea water.
In front of the statue, dozens of cultists knelt and worshiped.
Apparently all the cultists in Innsmouth are here.
At this moment, unlike other cultists, a cultist priest was wearing a robe and a strange crown on his forehead.
It was as if I heard a voice in the dark.
He turned his head suddenly.
Those eyes like fish were staring at the people who had just climbed out of the water.
The next moment, a shrill scream sounded.
All the cultists were alarmed.
The whole assembly hall was in a state of excitement.