Lan En first carefully used the fan smelling method to roll out a trace of mist and smell it.
He had to determine whether the magical mist itself was toxic or otherwise harmful.
If the biological computer in his brain that he picked up during his journey to the Void Sea had extra computing power, he could determine the effect of the mist on him by just touching it with his finger. .
Unfortunately, the computing power of brain cells has now been misappropriated.
So a smart brain from the high-tech world can only do this.
There was a slight pungency in the nose, but it was quickly adapted to the witcher's body.
Lan En nodded slightly. This poison could burn out an ordinary person's lungs in five minutes.
But it will only cause discomfort to the body of the witcher, but it will not cause harm within half an hour.
Does not affect combat.
The thin cowhide boots cautiously stepped into the mist.
With a "crack" sound, Lan En groped his way forward step by step, and also drew out the steel sword behind him.
Wooden handle, iron-gray steel crossguard and sword body.
A Velen sword, just like people’s impression of this province, is synonymous with cheapness and poor quality.
There is no restraint effect of the silver sword, but for physical monsters, there will be no "invalid" situation.
As far as Lan En knew, this demon hunting mission came from a nearby village elder.
According to him, this valley is home to a delicious fungus that only grows in patches here.
This is also the only thing in this village that can be sold at a high price by merchants in Goswellen, the capital of Velen.
But a year ago, this fog suddenly appeared, and the people who went to pick fungi never returned.
So now, there is not even a single intact and durable iron farm tool in their village.
Because there is no money.
After the arrival of the witcher master and apprentice, the village gathered the last bit of funds, fifty-three orens.
Used to hire these two evil and dirty "mutants" to clear out the "evil fog in the valley".
When the village elder threw the advance payment to the two of them, he looked disgusted and frightened, as if he had to come into contact with two lepers.
This also reminds Lan En's modern brain that even if he gets rid of his "teacher", his current situation is definitely not good.
But things have priorities, and future difficulties can be discussed later.
The current danger must be faced now.
Lan En’s amber cat eyes stung slightly in the toxic mist.
But he did not even blink his eyelids to moisten his eyeballs.
The enhanced senses brought about by the witcher's mutation began to be mobilized.
This dependence diseaseHuman enhancement through bacteria, potions, magic and other means can significantly increase and change human beings' original senses.
Enabling witchers to do the job for which they were designed by mages to hunt monsters alone.
The thin cowhide boots scratched the weeds on the ground, making a "swishing" sound as thin as mosquitoes.
"There is no heavy breathing here, and there is not even the strong heartbeat of the monster. It is very quiet."
In Lan En's ears, there were only the sounds of himself and Bordon's footsteps behind him.
Among them, Bordon's footsteps and heartbeat were lighter than his own.
It’s hard to imagine that it was the footsteps of a muscular man close to 1.9 meters tall, wearing a thick suit of armor.
Terrifying physical control and basic qualities.
Lan En could even imagine in his mind the exaggerated scene in the movie where he picked up an adult's neck with one hand and then broke his cervical spine with his hand.
My witcher "master" can really do it
And just as Lan En was groping forward, his touch and hearing discovered something. An abnormal movement.
The vertical pupil focus transformation of the cat's eye.
"The shaking under the ground is digging"
The earth and rocks are being excavated, and something is moving under the soil
This is not the mist demon
p>Without thinking, Lan En suddenly arched his spine like a frightened cat, and then straightened it in a very short time.
The rubber jumped one meter away like a spring.
With a "crash", a ferocious humanoid claw emerged from under the earth.
Soon after, the monster's entire body emerged from under the earth.
It has a humanoid shape, but is a little short, almost like a dwarf, and can reach the belly position of a normal human.
The gray skin is unobstructed, and the bloodshot mouth is grinning ferociously. The layers of skin on the neck are piled together, making the neck invisible at all. It is slippery and disgusting.
Lan En’s hand holding the sword relaxed and then tightened, repeatedly confirming the feel of his hand.
This is an evil ghost. It is also a scavenger like the fog demon. Its single combat power is weaker than that of the fog demon, but there is one difference.
They are completely social creatures
There is a saying in this continent, "If the monsters are really bad, swarm them to make them happy."
"Woo ya ya"
Countless cries began to come from the mist.
Lan En's heart sank. In order to save trouble, his "master" even misjudged the type of monster
Looking back with slightly narrowed eyes, he saw in the thick The giant man, shadowy in the fog, had no intention of stepping forward immediately.
Lan En knew what he was thinking.
Although it is unlikely that the mist demon and the evil ghost live together, since we have the "tools" at hand, why not confirm it
Insurance andBe cautious and never too much.
The majestic figure watched the confrontation between the monster and the demon hunter in front of him with cold eyes.
It should be said that it was fortunate among misfortunes that Lan En had never fully entrusted his life and fortune to Bordon.
"Seventeen evil ghosts can only use Kun and sword skills"
Looking around with cat eyes, Lan En was thinking in his mind.
Quen and swordsmanship are the major courses in the class schedule arranged by his "teacher".
Seventeen evil ghosts are already the number of monsters that can slaughter a village in the sparsely populated Wellen.
Most of the people in Willen's village, including the old, weak, and women, only have twenty or thirty people.
Facing an enemy of this magnitude, the young man had only experienced the mutation of a demon hunter for a month, and had only been holding a sword and learning the seals for three weeks.
But his face was still like an ice cube.
"Well, I can hold on"
Three weeks, a well-nourished human being, even if he is chopping firewood with an ax mechanically, he still has to use his heart and brain to master the correct and labor-saving exercise method. Working hard on the ground for a week
This is just to pursue the correct way of exercise, and does not guarantee accurate splitting every time.
As for swordsmanship, which involves actual combat factors such as movement posture, differences in terrain, differences in body shape, etc., it is normal for it to take a year or two to pass the basic skills training.
Now, as a young man who has only held a sword for three weeks, he has a rational and clear understanding of his own abilities.
Not only can he "hold it", he can also "act like it" under this premise
Lan En completed the assessment of the strength of the enemy and ourselves, and the monsters faced He also lost his last composure with the new flesh and blood that came to his door.
I can’t tell which evil spirit made the move first, but the battle has begun anyway.
The four soldiers wearing Temerian armor were getting closer and closer to the valley filled with magical mist.
They spit, laughed and cursed, and told crude lower body jokes on horseback.
But in the eyes and faces of the four people, there was a hint of indifference in the smiles.
That is the indifference of soldiers, who has no regard for human life and combat.
Among the four there is a crossbowman, an archer, a halberdier and a sword and shield soldier.
The Sword and Shield Soldier is the captain of this law enforcement team.
The shield on his back looks very new, with the white lily emblem of Temeria printed on the blue background.
The crossbowman just told a joke about prostitutes and werewolves, and everyone's weird laughter lasted for a while before stopping.
After smiling, he turned to his captain.
"I said Captain" he said with a little hesitation on his face. "We won't fall into the hands of that mutant freak"
The halberdier spat before the captain could respond.
"I said, aren't you scared? We have four good players here. I can guarantee that as soon as that freak shows up, youTwo arrows were able to penetrate directly into his flesh without any effort from me or the captain. What you are holding is a crossbow. Who can dodge the crossbow with a good crossbow?"
The halberdier soldier shook his head with a relaxed expression.
"But" the crossbow soldier's mind was still wandering. "I heard that people say that those freaks can do magic."
As soon as the word "magic" appeared, the atmosphere suddenly became serious, and even the most relaxed halberdiers shuddered. Shivering.
It’s like it’s stained with something dirty.
This is the time for the captain to speak out.
“Don’t worry. . "The captain raised a pendant on his hand.
It was a stone carved into the shape of a turtle.
"Lord Veserad has already told me that I brought it with me. Turtle shaped stone. Those shady and dirty magic can't get close to us. ”
The soldiers all know, and the common people also say that the turtle-shaped stone can restrain magic.
How could this be wrong?
So the group relaxed again When they came down, even the crossbowman was smiling.
Soon, they followed the path between the woods and arrived in front of the valley.