"Please help me catch that succubus. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Moria's request made the witcher stunned slightly, and then he refused the other party's request without hesitation.

"Impossible." Lancet shook his head, "The Succubus is known for being insidious and cunning, and it won't give us any chance to get close to it unless she thinks she's got it." ”

"But you'll definitely have a way." The female apprentice still stared at him with a persistent expression, "You're a witcher, you definitely have a way." ”

"How do you ......"

Before Lancet could finish, Moria pointed to the tattered placket of his shirt, the witcher's tattoo insignia completely exposed.

It was the sight of the emblem tattooed on Lance's body that prompted the female apprentice to make up her mind to carry out the plan.

Now, Lenster could guess what she wanted to do next, even if she guessed.

"Your parents, they were killed by demons?"

"Not exactly......" Moria's eyes closed in pain, as if going back in time. More than a decade has passed, but the raging flames and suffocating heat waves are scars that will never heal in her heart.

"Twelve years ago, I lived with my parents in the small town of Anris. From the top of the town's bell tower, you can clearly see Sindariel, located in the center of the sea of trees, bathed in sunlight and radiating a divine light. ”

Recalling her childhood, Moria's face gradually softened. This may be the most precious and happiest time in her life.

"Every day I would run to the attic of the bell tower and lie on the railing and fantasize that one day I would be able to enter the land of the elves, as the bards sang, and learn the real magic there."

"What a stupid child, isn't it......" she let out a soft self-deprecation, a look of nostalgia with indelible pain.

"Later, the stupid boy was almost enchanted by learning magic, so when the man gave her a drop of blood, she drank it without hesitation."

The female apprentice sneered softly, but tears involuntarily ran down her cheeks.

"The fire elemental imbued with destructive power kept gathering on her, and she truly became a mage. But unable to control the spell, she burned down her home and her parents. ”

"That's not your fault." Lancet said with a frown. That single drop of blood is the culprit behind all this tragedy.

"I know, but it's too late." Moria wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked at Lancet with two red eyes, "Now you should understand what that blood is, right?" ”

The witcher was silent. There was already a hint of speculation when he drank the blood of the succubus and found the female apprentice, but now through Moria's own narration, his guess has actually become a fact.

Lancet had only drunk blood twice since the beginning of the trial, once from Sierra Succubus's blood, and the other at the Hall of Trials, where he drank the golden cup mixed with Moria's blood.

The golden cup contains the blood of the real demons, but it is only used as a medium to enter the spirit world. The reason why he followed the sense of demonic blood in her body to find the female apprentice was only this possibility - in her body, there was demonic blood itself, and judging from the fact that it could completely cover up Serra's blood, this demon's level was much higher than that of a succubus.

"Looks like you've already guessed it." Moriah took a deep breath, her face more serious than ever, "This drop of blood comes from the Endless Abyss, it could belong to the Six-Armed Serpent Demon, the Barorfire Demon, or even a Demon Lord—that's what Master Elohim told me. ”

"Now, do you still want to help me?"

The female apprentice's words silenced Randster.

The Six-Armed Serpent Demon and the Baroryan Demon are both dominant-level monsters known in the Endless Abyss. At that time, Lancet had only participated in one team battle between the witcher and the six-armed snake demon in the game, and the team of nearly forty people who were still alive after successfully killing the snake demon could be counted on one hand.

As for Barlow Flame Demon, he had only seen the guys who were known as the world's number one mercenary group at the time being beaten by it on video. It only took a few minutes for this demon with a lightning sword in one hand and a flame whip in the other to kill and wound the elite of the entire two hundred mercenary group.

The Demon Lord is not something that a character like him can see casually. Even though the game had been on service for three years at the time, and when elite players had set foot in the Endless Abyss, no one had ever seen rumors of seeing a demon lord.

"Do you think this succubus will tell the truth?" Lancet gets straight to the point. Combined with Moria's memories and the events they had encountered before, this incident was inseparable from the guy who gave the female apprentice demonic blood.

"Then she has to tell the truth." Moria clenched her fists and looked at the witcher with a pleading look, "Let the Abyssal Demon be as honest as a dog, don't you witchers always say that?" ”

The female apprentice's persistence eventually relented, and he rubbed his aching forehead and agreed to help while stating his terms.

"Now let's rush to the vicinity of the exit teleportation array, if the other party's strength is not something we can match, at least I can escape with you." Lancet smiled wryly and compromised, this was already the limit of what he could help the other party.

"Don't worry, I have no intention of dying here." Moria's face showed a sincere smile, and she was really grateful to the other party for being able to help.

After the fire, the female apprentice would always have a figure in a black tattered cloak in her mind, but no matter how she tried to identify the person's face, she could only see a gray mist.

Now, the fog is finally lifting.

……

Probably with Ranster's promise, the next few small encounters became entirely solo performances for the female apprentice.

All kinds of single, mass burst fire spells were constantly thrown at the low-level monsters on the opposite side, and Moria's smooth spell casting movements and other small details were quite accurate, which also made the witcher's evaluation of her go to a higher level.

The two of them came to the teleportation array sensed by the female apprentice unimpeded, and the portal carved with spiritual runes did not open at the moment, obviously someone needed to inject magic into it to achieve the effect of activating the teleportation array.

Moria didn't rush to activate the teleportation array, she looked at Lanster beside her, and only after the other party nodded slightly to herself did she put her hand on the cold stone pillar of the teleportation array.

The magic slowly flowed from the female apprentice's body to the dull stone pillar, and as the magic poured in, the originally gray spirit runes seemed to come to life, and began to emit a soft blue halo.

"How much longer?" Lancet looked around, not daring to relax for a moment. He was 100% sure that the succubus Serra would not let them leave this place so easily.

"The teleportation array will be ready soon. Do you feel the breath of a succubus? Moria, apparently, was still more concerned about the latter.

"Not yet, but we still have to be careful......" Before Lancet could speak, a flirtatious voice interrupted him.

"Be careful of who, you can't be talking about me, right?" The space in front of them distorted, and the figure of the succubus Serra appeared in a safe place more than a dozen yards away in front of the two of them.

Obviously, she was still quite jealous of witchers.

"Are you leaving?" Serra turned her head to Moria, who was transmitting her magic to the pillar, "My dear Moria, don't you have anything to ask me?" ”

The female apprentice ignored the succubus's provocation and continued to concentrate on transmitting her magic to the stone pillar.

"Don't waste your efforts, you won't be able to open that teleportation array without this activation key." Serra played with a small stone in her hand, the shape of which seemed to match a depression in the pillar.

Moria and Lancet looked at each other, and the female apprentice stopped teleporting the magic.

"Lady Serra, do your wings still hurt?" The witcher asked, noticing that the wound on the succubus's wing, which had been punctured by his own sword, had healed.

"My little injury is nothing compared to poor Moria." Serra faked and dodged to the side, revealing what was behind her.

"Poor little one, say hello to your parents." A cruel smile appeared on the succubus's face, and a tombstone appeared beside her.

The plug stretched out sharp nails and scratched hard across the stone, and the nails rubbed against the stone to make an uncomfortable sound.

Lancet obviously felt the body of the female apprentice next to him trembling violently, but this time he didn't speak, but directly drew the long sword behind his back.

"Quick fix." As he spoke, the witcher had already sprinted towards the succubus first.

Moriah waited for his words, and after Lancet confirmed that there were no other demons lurking nearby, the female apprentice threw the blazing explosion that had already accumulated in the direction of the succubus.

The fireball struck the transformed tombstone, shattering the entire stonestone. And Serra himself had already flown into the air.

"Ah, you killed them again!" The succubus let out a vicious grin in the air, always keeping a safe distance from the two of them.

Lancet constantly searched the ground for flaws in the other party, and the female apprentice's spells never stopped during this time.

But most of her spells were inaccurate, and they only dissipated with a roar of her master's wrath in the sky.

"Focus, Moria!" Lancet had to shout a shout to remind her, "Don't fall for this guy's trap!" ”

Seeing the various spells still roaring at an alarming speed towards the unscathed succubus, Lancet's mood grew heavier and heavier.

If you can't get the succubus Sera quickly, let alone ask the truth from her mouth, it has become a luxury to go back alive.

The witcher tightened the sword in his hand, the strip of cloth tied to it was already slightly soaked with sweat.

"Something has to be done......"

He muttered to himself, his body already rushing in the direction of the succubus.