Lynn stood up from the ground.
He turned around and looked at the big tree beside the mine.
Before leaving, he did not forget to light a fire for the two corpses.
Although no corpse-eating creatures have been recruited so far, this does not mean that the corpses can be left here alone.
Besides, even if no corpse-eating creatures come to visit, the corpse will cause plague and infectious diseases if left for a long time.
Lynn used Igni Sign to set the corpse on fire.
Afterwards, they searched around the mine for a while, and finally found a lot of blood stains scattered on the ground outside the forest not far from the mine.
He looked up.
With sharp eyes, he discovered that there were traces of blood on one of the big trees.
Especially at the top of this big tree, there was a branch that looked like it had been stabbed into something and was broken.
There are also obvious marks around it, as if they were hit by something.
By now, he probably understood.
"We've almost figured it out. Things should be like this:"
"It was a Forktail cub that killed and caught a sheep. However, the weight of the sheep was too heavy, so it could not fly. It could only fly low above the ground. As a result, it hit a big tree in the forest and was pierced through the eye by the trunk."
"This must be the roar heard by the mine owner and other workers."
"The injured cub Forktail subconsciously threw the sheep out, and then by accident, it hit the unlucky mine worker Lackey on the head."
"This is what happened. It was not the anger of the gods, nor a natural disaster, it was just an accident. However, before going back to report, we must first deal with that Forktail, otherwise such an accident will happen again."
"The Forktail cub was injured and there was a lot of blood on the ground. It won't be difficult to find it."
Lynn walked in the direction of the blood stain.
After walking about ten meters, I saw a small amount of vague blood stains on the grass.
"It's the blood stain of the Forktail cub. It's faintly visible. I'm going in the right direction."
After walking another fifty meters, the blood stains on the grass became more and more obvious.
"It started to bleed profusely, quite a bit. It seems the injury is more serious than I thought."
Lynn pulled out the grandmaster-level silver sword from behind.
Never take it lightly just because a monster is injured.
Monsters will fall into a state of madness when they smell the smell of blood, even if it is their own blood.
The action won't be much slower.
As the exploration continued, the sky gradually darkened.
Demon hunters' night vision is inherently better than humans.
But for the sake of safety, he still took out a bottle of Superior Cat Potion from the magic pattern leather bag and drank it.
As the medicine takes effect, the whole world becomes brighter.
He continued to follow the blood stains on the ground for about twenty minutes.
I found that besides blood stains, there were also many paw prints on the ground.
Obviously, it can't fly.
As the tracking continued, the paw prints became more and more obvious, and before long, there were more dragging and rubbing marks on the ground.
"The injury is so severe that it doesn't even have the strength to crawl."
Lynn's mouth corners rose slightly.
This means he might be able to save some energy.
Not long after he was happy, he found more new footprints on the grass not far away.
The new footprints are obviously different from the previous ones, and they obviously belong to another dragon.
"The second dragon landed here, it was bigger. That dragon brought food to the smaller one. When the smaller one got better, they flew away together, probably back to their lair."
Monsters are like this, their vitality is much stronger than humans.
Especially dragon-like creatures, as long as they are not killed at the time, have food, clean water and a safe environment, they can survive.
But Lynn was not discouraged.
Although there are no footprints on the ground, there are still slight traces of blood.
Moreover, the small one is still bleeding.
Just follow the blood trail and you'll find the nest.
Half an hour later.
"The blood stains disappeared."
Lynn looked down at the last pool of blood on the ground.
He looked around and finally landed on a nearby mountaintop.
The top of the mountain is not high, only ten meters away from the ground.
But Lynn standing below could smell the smell brought down by the wind.
That's the body odor that only monsters have.
There is no doubt that Forktail's lair must be at the top of the mountain.
Now that the location of the monster's lair has been determined, Lynn won't be too busy going up.
Instead, first take out Superior Thunderbolt Potion, Superior Petri's Philter, and Superior Tawny Owl Potion from the magic pattern leather bag and take them.
After drinking several bottles of magic potion, plus the Cat Potion that had not subsided before, Lynn actually felt that the toxicity in his body was far from reaching its limit.
You can even fill a few more bottles.
This is the benefit of "Mutation Enhancement" and "Lead-Lined Stomach".
"Mutation Enhancement" reduced the toxicity of all magic potions by 30%, and "Lead-Lined Stomach" increased his poison resistance by 100%.
Let him take more potions.
For witchers, potions represent combat power.
But for now, just drinking these potions is enough.
Lynn Climbing up the hill, I could smell a mixed smell from a distance. In addition to the monster's body odor, there was also the smell of rotten animals that were thrown into the lair by the monster and used as food.
And in the nest, there are two Forktail, one big and one small.
He noticed that one of the Forktail cubs had a wound on its eye, which confirmed that his previous suspicion was correct.
Forktail This creature looks somewhat similar to a Velociraptor at first glance, except that it lacks a pair of forelimbs and has an extra pair of wings.
There are spike-like horns on its head and back.
But the scariest thing is their tails.
The name Forktail comes from the long and pointed protrusions at the end of their tails.
Once hit by their tails, even the shield will be smashed into pieces. Even if you are wearing plate armor and take a hit, you will either die or be injured.
It is precisely because the cost-effectiveness of sending troops to exterminate monsters is too low, so people need demon hunters.
Lynn quietly pulled out the grandmaster-level silver sword from behind, bent over and crouched, and walked out slowly.
Until the big Forktail, I seemed to sense something.
Lynn no longer hesitated, took out a Superior Samum Bomb, and threw it hard.
Bang!
The huge explosion made Forktail, one big and one small, wail in pain and fall to the ground.
Seeing this, Lynn kicked his right foot hard on the ground, making a hissing sound as the sole of his boot rubbed against the grass. Then, he rushed forward like an arrow from a string.
The distance of twenty meters, at his current speed, was covered in just a blink of an eye.
The two Forktails are still in the dizzy state caused by Samum Bomb.
The skin on Forktail's neck is thick and hard. Normally, it would take several chops to cut off Forktail's neck.
But Lynn did not use the sword, but slapped it with the palm of his left hand.
Hit Forktail on the head.
"Aard!"
A circle of white ripples exploded.
With the support of "Magic Burst", Superior Petri's Philter, and "Mutation Enhancement", the power of Signs is completely different from before, and has been superimposed to an incredible level.
An overwhelming wave of terrifying air erupted at zero distance, like a heavy hammer, hitting Forktail's head hard.
The latter's head exploded like a watermelon, and the body fell heavily on its side.
However, this is not over yet.
Lynn The witcher badge on his chest trembled slightly.
In fact, he didn't need the badge to remind him, he had already noticed it.
His body bent backwards, making a movement similar to an iron bridge.
At the same time, the grandmaster-level silver sword in his right hand stabbed upward.
The Forktail cub that pounced on him flew over Lynn's head.
His stomach was still strong and a big gash had been cut open by the Grandmaster Silver Sword.
Forktail The cub howled, hit its head on the ground, slid forward several meters, and plowed a mark on the ground.
"Igni."
A terrifying red torrent spurted out from the palm of his hand and shot towards the Forktail cub.
The latter was engulfed in flames, but before he even had time to scream, he was roasted into a coke.