These people wore strange pale masks, with only a pair of eyes opening on the masks without facial features, and a special dark red emblem on the black robes, which was engraved with a full moon with long, narrow vertical pupils in the center of the round, and the edges were depicted with tentacle-like markings that singued outward.

It can be seen that there is a mixture of these people, from agile adventurers to farmers who never leave the land, and even women, old people, and children.

In addition, the weapons they hold in their hands are also varied, except for a few swords, only kitchen knives, wooden sticks, and even straw forks and dung sticks......

The only thing they have in common is that they completely ignore death, and one by one they rush forward with expressionless faces, blocking the path of the witchers without fear of death, so to speak, blocking the witchers with their flesh and life.

"There is a situation!"

"Rush in!"

A demon hunter quickly drew his long sword, and after slashing down four or five black-robed people in a row, he retreated to the wall and shouted out.

"Huh?"

"Sure enough!"

Hearing this, the other half of the demon hunters who had originally stayed outside also quickly dismounted and took action.

But instead of throwing out their rope hooks and climbing the walls, they quickly approached the gate of the manor.

And when there were still four or five meters away from the gate of the manor, one of the witchers who was at the forefront of the charge suddenly raised his right hand, opened and stretched out his five fingers, aimed at the gate of the manor from afar, and then curved his middle finger slightly.

Buzz –

An invisible ripple spread, quickly crossing the distance between the witchers and the manor gate, and landing on the manor gate.

Rumble!

A powerful impact exploded above the gate of the manor, as if a directional blast had occurred, and the wooden and iron-inlaid gate directly shattered into four or five pieces, flying out of the manor.

- "Alpha Seal"!

In the beginning, as a special class trained by a mage, after completing the job, the witcher will automatically master the application ability of some low-ring spells, or rather, acquire some spell-like abilities.

However, there are gains and losses, and the witcher has forever lost the possibility of mastering and using the high-ring spell.

Over the course of their long development, the Witcher Organisation has developed a unique system of abilities using these spell-like abilities.

- "French Seal"!

The Sigil is a simple spell-like ability that can be quickly cast with one hand in battle, such as the Alpha Sigil with telekinetic power, the Quinn Sigil with force field protection, the Igni Sigil with fire control, and the Oxysiphatic Sigil with mental hypnosis......

Most sigils can be cast with only concentration and a simple gesture with one hand, a technique that witchers use to aid their fast-paced combat.

And now, the witcher is obviously using the "Alpha Seal", which is used to repel, stun, knock down opponents, and even destroy obstacles.

Being able to use the Alpha Seal to achieve this effect, he is at least a quasi-legendary witcher!

The telekinesis that bombarded the gate of the manor shattered the gate at the same time, it also caused a wave of air that recoiled back, so that the corners of the cloaks of the demon hunters who were not moved in the slightest and still maintained the speed of the charge kept flying.

The mantle of the demon hunter who charged at the forefront was directly lifted by the oncoming wave of qi, revealing his unusually old face and the white hair that could not stop flying under the air wave.

As soon as they rushed into the manor, a strange murmur suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, it was a malicious whisper, vaguely only felt that someone was talking, but if you listen carefully, you can't hear any valuable information at all.

The sudden whispering in their ears made all the witchers feel very uncomfortable, even though they were all strong-willed and battle-hardened warriors, but at this moment, some of them gradually looked dazed and confused.

"Damn it!"

"It's a whisper of an evil thing!"

"Everyone, shut up your ears!"

The old witcher's roar rang out.

At the same time, he jerked his palms over, his five fingers facing the sky in a claw-like shape, and then curled his thumb and little finger.

Buzz –

The next moment, the old demon hunter's palm emitted a soft light, and the black-robed man who surged up was quickly pushed away by the invisible force, and all kinds of things thrown by the black-robed man hit it, causing ripples like water waves to ripple in the air.

- "Quinn Fa Seal"!

The shield stretched out by the Quinn Seal quickly expanded, quickly engulfing and protecting the witchers one by one.

Hearing the roar of the old witcher, many people came back to their senses as if they were awakened, but there was already a position in the front, and the witcher who was outside the shield range was surrounded by the black-robed people who rushed up, and then all kinds of weapons were stabbing all over his body.

Large strands of blood gushed out, but the witcher only showed a look of pain, but did not make any other moves!

"Hank!"

An angry female voice rang out, and then a slightly slender figure behind the old witcher threw his cloak and threw himself forward.

And she supported the ground with one hand, and after a perfect flip for a week, she directly switched to a half-kneeling shooting position, and threw her arm out while the flip was not complete, and a delicate arm crossbow on her arm was ready to go!

Sou!

As if injecting the momentum of flipping into it, the silver glittering crossbow arrows shot out in an instant, directly piercing the heads of four or five black-robed people who were about to stab them with their weapons raised high in the air with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

However, at the same time as the four or five black-robed men fell, the witcher named Hank was rushed up by another black-robed man who was fearless and sent a pitchfork into his chest......

"No!"

Watching Hank fall, the female witcher let out a voice full of grief and indignation.

Beside her, the old witcher's face showed a slight trace of sadness, which immediately turned into a determination in his eyes.

As an old witcher, he had seen too many deaths, both of his enemies and his companions......

Sonorous!

The old witcher jerked out a strange weapon from his back.

This is a long sword carved into the style of a wolf's head at the hilt, the sword is about three feet long, the hilt is slightly longer than the average one-handed sword, and the center of gravity is guaranteed when used with one hand with a finely carved wolf head counterweight.

It can be seen that the overall weight of this long sword is heavier, and it is more conducive to slashing than piercing.

Afterimage streaks!

The old witcher's speed suddenly increased to the limit of the naked eye, and he charged out like a ghost, accompanied by the blood light that swept through the air, and the black-robed men in front of him fell one after another, and all the enemies were killed with a single blow!

"Rush in!"

"Don't waste time!"

"The evil thing is inside!"