Chapter 351 Prepare to let the eternal fire ignite Redania.
"Osmand... finally sent someone. It seems that the gods have not forgotten this evil valley..."
After lying on the ground for a while, the bruised hunter Demon Raymond opened his eyes again. His voice was hoarse and steady, much more tired than when he was possessed by the Red Plague Ghost just now.
It seemed that he had not spoken for so long that it was difficult for him to form words, but this seemed normal.
"I don't know...how he gathered such a large group of brothers like you..." Raymond shook his head, "But thank you for keeping me alive..." His words stopped abruptly when he said this
. , he lowered his head and finally saw his messy body:
his armor was broken, his chest and ribs were sunken, he was covered in blood, and his legs and feet were twisted.
His slurred speech was not just because he hadn't spoken for too long, but because he didn't have many good teeth left in his mouth.
Raymond's expression became frightened: "I...can still be alive?"
The people of the Wolf Faction did not put down their swords. They knew very well what tricks a demon spirit that had lived for hundreds of years could do. The look of the man in front of them Maybe it's just another way to confuse people.
But Lan waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to panic, strode forward, lowered his head and began to explain the current situation.
"You are not safe yet. The Red Plague Ghost is still in your body, but our warlocks have used magic to seal it so that it cannot leave your body. And your body has long been dead after hundreds of years of destruction. Now On the contrary, the Red Plague Ghost is still maintaining your last glimmer of vitality."
Raymond's mind was not very clear yet, and he stared blankly at the lion head on Lan's chest: "I have never seen this kind of badge... You are What school of thought?"
"Wait...wait! You mean hundreds of years?" Raymond suddenly realized something and screamed, "What year is this?"
Lan shook his head and replied: "1265."
"Let me think about it, let me think about it... I came in in 970... No, it might have been in 980. My mind is very messed up..." Raymond held his head, "But, but Osmond, he Promise to come to me! One year, five years at most, even ten years. He said he would come back to save me!" The
red mist erupted from the old demon hunter's body again, and the red plague ghost seemed to want to Taking advantage of Raymond's mental fluctuations, he tried to break through the seal again, but was suppressed by Yennefer in an instant.
Kian sighed empathically towards Shapet beside him: "He has been imprisoned for nearly three hundred years..." ...
Lan
raised his left hand, and the long and cold white light followed his fingertips and enveloped Raymond. Virtue's brain.
"Calm down, we are still here to save you now, aren't we?"
[Yaxi Sign·Magic Burst]
This is equivalent to hypnotizing an old demon hunter and a red plague ghost at the same time, but with the continuous supply of magic power, , Raymond still calmed down.
"I'm hopeless. Look at my body." Raymond said decadently, "But it's quite appropriate for you to use a warlock seal. Hurry up and kill the Red Plague Ghost with me now to prevent it from getting out. Spreading the disease harms people..."
At this moment, what he was thinking about was still getting rid of the disease for the people.
Lan shook his head, and put his left hand on Raymond's shoulder under Raymond's confused eyes.
"A lot of things have happened outside in the past three hundred years, and the most important thing to you is that I appeared." Lann pointed at himself and chuckled.
"I can save you. After a while, my power will enter your body and repair your body, but please don't resist, because this is your only chance." In Raymond's disbelieving and expectant
eyes , Lann's mind sank into the system panel.
Spend a skill point to open a new follower panel. This last skill point has been recycled many times.
Immediately afterwards, the experience points dropped like a plunge, and soon exceeded three digits - they could not be recycled, and Lan suddenly realized that he had not upgraded for a long time.
But the expenses are worth it.
A brand new panel opened before him.
[Follower: Raymond
Gender: Male
Race: Demon Hunter
Level: 1
Talent: Plague Body
Experience Value: 0/1000
Health Value : 2200/2200
Mana Value: 2500/2500
Inventory Column: None
Skill Column: Wolf School Skills, Advanced Swordsmanship of the Wolf School, Advanced Seal of the Wolf School, Advanced Blacksmithing, Advanced Tailoring, Advanced Occultism, Advanced Herbalism, Advanced General Knowledge, Advanced Alchemy, Intermediate Riding, Intermediate Crossbow, Low-level Gwent Card Skills. Mission: None
]
Hunting Compared with trolls, dragons, giants, and high-level vampires, the demon hunter's panel is much inferior, but the demon hunter is a profession that relies on rich knowledge and skills to defeat the weak and the strong.
The important thing is not Raymond's panel attributes, but the special talent formed through his special experience.
[Shared follower talent]
[Shared talent: Plague Body]
[Plague Body: The owner of this talent is immune to all bacterial and viral diseases, and at the same time increases his resistance to all toxins by 100%. 】
Lan En's eyes condensed. It seems that he can take more potions?
...
The effects of talent can be savored slowly later.
Under the nervous gazes of other members of the wolf sect, Raymond's body was injected with a vitality far beyond spring out of thin air; when he took his first breath, he was still half-dead, but when he exhaled this breath, he was still half-dead. It was as if he had vomited death out of his body.
The injuries and illnesses disappeared without a trace in a breath, and even the face that looked depressed after being tortured for hundreds of years became energetic.
"Yennefer." Lann did not relax and shouted loudly, "Remove the seal now!"
More powerful magic was injected into Raymond's body, and at the same time, the sorceress suddenly withdrew her spell.
The next second, the rolling red mist, as solid as blood, steamed from Raymond's body and seeped out from every pore on his body. At that moment, everyone's ears seemed to be echoed by countless overlapping sounds of wailing. .
Those voices belonged to men, women, old people, children...
The three-meter-tall Red Plague Ghost finally showed its true appearance. Its upper limbs were humanoid, and its lower limbs were only hazy mist. The texture of its little skin was rugged and dry like bark, and its body was covered with spurs that shone with blood. As soon as it appeared, it howled and rushed towards the door
. The speed made other demon hunters who were happy about Raymond's recovery unable to react.
Fortunately, in the next second, purple brilliance clung to its body, which not only slowed down the Red Plague Ghost, but also served as a prison to tightly imprison it.
Lan En's [Arden] seal lasts longer than expected, and its effect is beyond common sense.
Vesemir, Geralt, Lambert, Eskar, and Shapet, who had transformed into Geralt, all five of them drew their swords from behind. This time they had no worries about holding back. .
"Wait!" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
The sudden departure of the evil spirit left Raymond in a daze on the ground for a moment, but his murderous eyes were fixed on the Red Plague Ghost.
He suddenly felt a bottle of magic potion being stuffed into his left hand. When he looked up, he saw it was Lan.
The blond young man smiled encouragingly at him. He raised his head, put the potion into his throat, and his mind instantly cleared.
Raymond calmly slapped his left hand to give himself a layer of [Quen] protection, and then pinched out another [Alder] from afar.
"Let me do it...there must be an explanation for these hundreds of years of torture!"
Everyone stepped back, Geralt handed the Sword of the Lake Lady back to Lann, and Lann handed it to Raymond.
"Have fun." He wished.
——The
fate of the Red Plague Ghost can only be described as miserable.
Three hundred years ago, Raymond was still able to seal the Red Plague Ghost with his extraordinary magical knowledge and strong willpower, even though he had been possessed and plotted against him.
Now, he has a body that has been repaired to its peak by the [Follow] system, which allows him to display his strength to an even greater extent.
This evil spirit, which was born due to the resentment of countless patients before their deaths, finally did not get the chance to cause harm to living beings in this world, and died screaming in the place where it was born.
Raymond also personally brought his nearly three hundred years of persistence to a perfect end.
Chapet's commission thus ended.
But he had a follow-up request.
Today's Devil's Pit is still full of plague germs and is a dead place. Anyone who comes close is at risk of being infected.
Therefore, he wants to entrust Lan to "purify" this place.
At the entrance of the mine, Lan opened his left hand to pinch out the seal and took a deep breath.
[Igni Sign·Pyromania·Magic Explosion]!
Fiery flames spurted out from Lann's palm, as if there was a tireless dragon inhabiting its depths. A steady stream of heat waves pours into the cave of disease with the power of blazing purification, turning the evil that once existed here into ashes.
Shapet's appearance melted and then solidified again, changing from Geralt's appearance back to the Archon of Eternal Fire.
His expression was cold, but there was compassion in his eyes. He knelt on the ground and clasped his hands in front of his chest.
“The flame ignites us and protects us from evil. The flame never dies and guides us even after death.
Eternal Fire, we pray to you. Eternal Fire, we place our faith in you.
Eternal Fire… "
The demon hunters took a step back, their faces slightly heated by the firelight.
Raymond looked at Shapet with interest. His hundreds of years of suffering are inseparable from the eternal fire. Strictly speaking, he has a grudge.
Unexpectedly, the current Eternal Flame was actually stolen by a shapeshifter as the Archon? Raymond felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
But then his attention was attracted to Lan, because the fire breathed out by this young demon hunter was enough to ignite an entire village or even a small town, and that was not the end, it was still going on.
Soon, the rocks surrounding the mine were blazing with rootless fire, and these incombustible materials were ignited. Accompanied by bursts of "booming" explosions and sounds of collapse, violent shaking began to come from deep underground.
Shapet closed his eyes, with tears in his eyes: "I am willing to bear this sin and rectify the name of the flame in the future. Brothers and sisters, let's pray together - the flame protects the world and burns away the dirt; the flame protects the world and warms the road; the flame exposes Evil, make evil disappear..."
Raymond quietly touched Vesemir beside him: "Little guy, what's going on with this one with the lion badge? Is the power of this seal too exaggerated? And why is it the first I feel particularly pleasing to the eye the first time I see him?"
Vesemir laughed: "Lan has an inexplicable charm, and everyone likes him... But a lot of things have indeed happened in the past two hundred years, and we slowly Said..."
...
"What? Now the Demon Hunter Order has been rebuilt again? And it has gathered six different schools?"
Novigrad, Temple Island, Eternal Fire Parlor.
Raymond, who had been away from the world for hundreds of years, screamed repeatedly as he listened to everyone tutoring him on what had happened in the outside world for hundreds of years.
Vesemir smiled and nodded.
Lambert grabbed the wine bottle on the table and filled the wine glasses in front of everyone. He looked at Raymond and asked curiously: "Why is your necklace different from ours, and the style of your previous armor is also the same as ours." Very different. I almost didn't recognize you as a brother of the Wolf Faction."
Today's witcher badges are all made with round engravings, but the necklace on Raymond's chest only has a wolf hanging in relief. A coin-sized metal disc.
It's probably the difference between 3D and 2D.
"The badges of our era were all made by ourselves after passing the [Alpine Trial], rather than being awarded by mentors like yours." Raymond was also particularly patient with the brothers of the Wolf Faction. Although he looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties, he is kinder than the white-haired Vesemir.
"The armor on my body was also made by myself. My brothers at that time always liked to give me all kinds of armor and sundries. I could turn them into treasure..." "Then you are really amazing!"
Ace Karl praised, "That armor of yours is really strong. It has obviously not been maintained for hundreds of years, but the four of us stood around and chopped it for a long time, and it still didn't break!" Raymond suddenly couldn't hold it anymore: "You guys can't do anything
. You are indeed ruthless, are you really not worried about missing me and beating me to death..."
Raymond's talent in the art of forging is truly astonishing. His self-made armor combines a variety of ancient lost techniques and self-made alchemical enhancements. , especially suitable for the demon hunter's seal.
"I spent a long time communicating frequently with the armorers, alchemists, and mages stationed at the time, and then traveled almost all over the northern border, and finally saved up this armor. I originally planned to take it with me It’s a pity that he returned to the sect as the basis for the wolf sect’s armor in the future…” Raymond shook his head.
Vesemir sighed, suddenly feeling sad.
"If you hadn't been trapped here, this armor, which can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the Wolf Faction, could have been brought back to the Wolf Faction." "Perhaps
we wouldn't be so powerless in the subsequent riots..."
Visser Mir was talking about the tragedy that almost wiped out Kaer Morhen.
Raymond was silent for a while, and finally sighed and patted Vesemir on the shoulder: "You are the apprentice brought out by Bamin, right? He is my best friend, and you have not embarrassed him." "All these
years Thank you for your hard work..."
...
The people of the Wolf Faction are hurting the past and remembering the present.
On the other side, Lann pulled Shapet.
Each filled the wine glasses in front of them, and the Duke of Cintra faced the Archon of Eternal Fire with a serious face.
"There will be a riot in Redania in the near future. Strictly speaking, it may be called a rebellion."
Lann's first words made Shapet's expression change drastically.
"I need your help, Shapet."
(End of chapter)