Looking at the messy Nekker lair, he looked at himself again. Apart from being stained with the smelly blood of Nekker, there were no injuries on his body...
Even Letho couldn't help but show an expression of disbelief on his face.
In his career as a witcher, he had similar experiences.
But based on his past experience, he had to deal with nearly a hundred Nekker groups, which had already given birth to Nekker Chief. Even if he could rely on the advantages of the terrain to limit the enemy's numerical advantage, he would still have to go through a hard battle.
Especially the Nekker group with Nekker Chief, a certain number of Nekker Warrior will also be born.
These Nekker Warrior will not only protect Nekker Chief, but will also mix with ordinary Nekker, waiting for opportunities to launch surprise attacks on the enemy.
In the past, Letho and his companions Auckes and Serrit suffered similar losses several times when fighting against the Nekker group.
What he can still remember vividly is the time when he was forced to fight alone with more than fifty Nekker.
In the end, despite relying on the toxins that School of the Viper is good at, as well as the mobility of fighting and running, the Nekker group was never able to encircle its actions, and the dozens of Nekker groups that only had Nekker Chief and Nekker Warrior were killed...
But Letho himself also fell down due to excessive injuries.
Fortunately, he was rescued by a passing caravan, and then he lay in a hotel for a long time before slowly recovering.
This is all due to the stronger physical fitness of the demon hunter after the mutation. If it were an ordinary person, he might not be able to survive such a serious injury.
But this time, he was originally prepared for a hard fight.
What he didn't expect was that it would go so smoothly.
It can even be said that it went too smoothly.
It's like a dream.
While Letho was feeling emotional, on the other side, Lynn was not idle.
He dug through Nekker's corpse one by one, looking for traces of Mutagen.
This is an important and precious alchemical material.
Having used so many alchemy bombs before, even if Letho agreed and was willing to give up 70% of the reward to himself, he would only get back his money at most.
Whether you can make money depends on how many Mutagen you can mine.
Of course, in addition to Mutagen, other parts of Nekker's body are also good things worth collecting.
Even if you don't use it yourself, you can still make a fortune by selling it to a warlock.
As for this battle, there's actually not much to say.
Isn't this a matter of course for our own side with superior firepower?
Demon hunters are not reckless men who only know how to use a sword.
Magic potions and alchemical bombs are also among the methods used by demon hunters.
A flexible and versatile fighting style that uses firepower to its advantage, this is what Bomberman... I mean, a witcher is.
"The harvest is not bad."
Lynn happily looked at the various colored meat balls that were put into the glass dish and looked like the cerebral thalamus.
There are four Mutagen in total.
There are two weak red inducers, one ordinary green inducer, and one strong blue inducer.
Red enhances strength, green enhances vitality, and blue enhances Signs.
Letho took the initiative to pick up the glass dish containing the ordinary green inducer and shook it at Lynn.
"This is mine, and the rest is yours."
"Don't argue with me. You lost so many alchemy bombs and you should have been compensated."
Since Letho said this, Lynn would not be polite to him.
Put the remaining three Mutagen into the magic pattern leather bag.
In the deepest part of the lair, the two demon hunters saw several huge embryos attached to the walls.
The embryo is amber in color as a whole, with a surface like solidified liquid, wrapped in parts of the corpses of animals, humans, elves, and dwarves.
As for the Nekker cub further inside, the general appearance can already be seen.
There are several Nekker cubs in one embryo. If left alone, a few months later, there will be dozens of lively Nekkers causing harm to everyone.
"Is... is there anyone? Who is there? Please... help me..."
Lynn followed the sound and looked over.
In the corner, I saw a middle-aged elf locked in a small wooden cage.
The cage was not only a prison, but also a torture device. His hands and feet were stuck in a position where he could not move freely.
Because the middle-aged elf had his back to the entrance of the lair, he could not see the demon hunters who broke into the lair. He could only judge that someone had broken into this place from the previous explosion, the sound of the silver sword chopping flesh, and the wail of Nekker.
Lynn slashed open his cage with a sword.
Turn him over.
"Thank God, someone finally came."
He had always been in that position, curled up on the ground, his hands and feet numb. The middle-aged elf tried to stand up, but his hands and feet failed to function, so he had to sit on the dirty ground and thank the two of them.
"Tyensail, I am willing to serve the two masters. The two masters are demon hunters, right? There must be a need for armor, right?"
"I'm not boasting. There are not many people on the mainland who can match my craftsmanship. As long as the two masters take me away from this damn place, I am willing to build a set of armor for each of the two masters for free. I guarantee that the two masters will be satisfied."
Lynn took out a bottle of pure water and handed it to the other party.
Tyensail immediately took it and started drinking it.
"We are here just for you. We will get paid for taking you out alive. Of course, if you are willing to build us two pairs of the best armors, we have no problem with that."
After he replenished his water, Letho helped him leave.
Lynn came last and used Igni Sign to burn all the Nekker embryos.
When they finally climbed out of the underground sewer and returned to the surface, it was already noon.
Looking at the sun in the sky that was impossible to look directly at, and feeling the hot heat shining on his body, Tyensail burst into tears and couldn't help but fall to his knees.
When he was in that claustrophobic underground, he thought he was dead countless times.
I never expected that I would actually be able to leave alive.
He vowed never to go near underground or caves again.
"Tyensail Master..."
Hearing the voice of the demon hunter beside him, the master elf blacksmith quickly stood up.
"Please rest assured, Master Demon Hunter, I, Tyensail, will definitely keep my promise to you and will never break my promise."
"I have an armor shop in Beauclair, which has a history of more than a hundred years. After you have received the reward for the commission, you can come to me there to customize it for the two masters."
Lynn said with a smile, "Thank you very much, but what I just wanted to say is, Master Tyensail, can we borrow the shower room in your store so that we can take a bath?"
Tyensail was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "Of course, two respected masters, please come with me."