When the Witcher appeared, even in the Witcher's headquarters, there is no clear record; The earliest recorded witchers were recorded in the words of the ancient elves in a book similar to essays at the end of the barbarian years—the villagers spontaneously raised funds, and the village chief selected young people to go to the taverns of the big city to find help; There are often 'hunters' who are connected by family or friends, who help these villagers drive away the harassment of dark creatures, solve the problems of the villagers, and get their due.\\

This is the earliest specific record of the Witcher - although the word 'hunter' is used, the concept and style of conduct are the same as those of the current Witcher, and of course, from these written records, all the Witchers know that their earliest counterparts must have appeared much earlier, after all, dark creatures have been active since ancient times.

These dark creatures fought endlessly under the command of various gods, and some were even created by those gods for the purpose of conquest; Although it is unknown why the gods abandoned the Dao for the sake of the gods, it is a fact that the other party hunted humans and creatures of other races - and because of this, all the witchers stubbornly believed that the witchers should have appeared at that time at the earliest, and did the same thing as they do now: hunt dark creatures and protect the people.

The vast majority of dark creatures are disdainful of this - most of you are unclothed, and your strongest weapons are sticks or animal bones, and you don't even have your own writing, and it is delusional to hunt us down!

Such disputes are not uncommon between witchers and dark creatures; The two sides in different camps are naturally unable to convince each other; What's more, most of the time, both sides don't want to convince each other, and they prefer to use swords, guns, and claws in their hands to solve problems.

Of course, if you stand on the corpse of the other party and announce your words loudly, it is naturally more beautiful-

Call!

With a gust of wind pressure from above. Except for Alcatel, the inanimate king, all the bloods in the Cain Guard swooped down; The witcher standing behind Blanc let out a roar at the same time, charging towards the damned dark creatures.

"Nasty hunter. It's as annoying as those bloodflies! ”

A member of Cain's guard faces his opponent. With two sharp claws, he walked through, but he didn't feel the warmth and sweetness that he should have in his memory—he turned to look at the sloppy dress. Even the ragged but unharmed witcher couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"It's unreasonable to compare your own kind to annoying things, you vampires with elegant skins!" Giffin is still a shabby sportswear with black background and red and yellow pinstripes. Morality. Rubbing his long and messy hair, he looked surprised: "Aren't bloodflies the same breed as you?" It seems that in addition to donating blood, these bloodflies are also interested in the excrement of any living thing! Is it because they're not fully evolved, or are you guys trying to cover it up? I'm really curious! ”

"Bastard!"

This Guardian of Cain's Bloodline elite was hearing Giffin at this moment. After comparing them to the low, almost brainless creatures of the bloodflies, his face immediately remained deceitful; Then, a rich color of blood emerged from its pale cheeks—certainly not a sign of health or contentment; You can see how angry this Blood Clan Elite is from the fast, constantly rising and falling chest; Although, the other party's heart is in a sense pure ornamentation.

Woo!

Bring up a fierce evil wind. Stretching out his five-inch-long claws, the Bloodline's elite rushed towards Giffin again like a tiger pounced on a sheep. Morality; This time, this blood clan elite obviously did not have the previous randomness, and the seemingly fierce attack, not only the claws were different from the front and back, but also obviously contained a set of offensive and defensive skills; Undoubtedly. The Bloodline elite already had a strategy that was good enough to deal with whatever the witcher in front of him could do—whether it was attacking or defending, the opponent would become a pool of warm flesh under its claws.

Laugh at!

To the surprise of this blood elite, the demon hunter on the opposite side did not dodge, its claws went straight through the opponent's chest; But. As before, there was no feeling of contact with flesh and blood. It was as if its claws had grasped a phantom; And this time, it could see clearly, the other party did not rely on dodging to avoid its previous attack from high altitude, as he had guessed before; Instead, he just stood like this, letting it attack—without any hesitation, the Knowing Dao that he had miscalculated the Blood Clan elite immediately withdrew; However, as a good witcher, Giffen. Deco will not give the other party such a chance.

The price of mistakes is undoubtedly unbearable for the rapidly changing battlefield!

Silently, the virtual arm passed through the opponent's chest and touched the heart that had no blood temperature at all, and instantly materialized, pinched it straight in his hand, and pulled it out hard!

"When?! Give me back."

The powerful recovery force made the blood elite in front of it not die immediately, but struggled towards Giffin, who was constantly throwing its heart up and down. Tak rushed; One sideways dodged the other party, undisciplined pounces, and Giffin who had been smiling slightly. De, staring at the moment, said in a cold tone: "Dressed in the shell of what he thinks is an aristocratic demeanor, but he does not have the pity that a true aristocrat should have; On the contrary, a cold, ruthless heart fills the chest, is it necessary for such a heart to exist? ”

Finished, Giffen. De's five fingers were forced, and the heart was immediately splashed with blood, and became a puddle of rotten meat; casually put aside the puddle of rotten meat, looked at the other party who fell to the ground after losing his heart, and Giffin had no expression. Tak turned to look for his next target—a vampire with countless human blood on his hands, Giffin. Tak could not find any reason to forgive the other party.

"Blood tastes good, but I prefer virgin blood!"

The members of the Hidden Guard spread their bats wings and looked down at the witchers not far away in mid-air, licking the blood from their claws, and couldn't help but let out a burst of sneering - it could hurt its front in one round, as if it were one of the leading witchers, and it certainly had the capital to laugh; Especially after seeing the other party's shoulder bleeding, its smile became even brighter and cruel: "Next time is your throat!" I'll make you die after watching your blood run out! Don't worry, I'm pretty good at it! ”

"Just such a wound. Do you think you have a win? "Hurley. Byron tore off his tattered witcher trench coat, revealing the leather armor inside, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and hooked it towards the other party: "Little bat, the last dark creature who dared to talk to me like this." I pulled my head straight off. It was given to my son as a birthday present! Hope your head, my son will like it! ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

The members of the Cain Guard, who had briefly fought with the witcher in front of them, snorted coldly; Then, rushing at the opponent again; This. Its goal, as it says, is Hurley. Byron's throat; And after watching the other party raise his palm to block his claws, it couldn't help but let out a disdainful chuckle - as a newly selected member of the Cain Guard, each of them has their own unique characteristics, except for the unique abilities of the Bloodline; Or speed. or the strength of the force, or the secret arts; And this uniqueness is enough to make them proud of their peers, and they have the ability to fight back.

And it was because it had a strength that far surpassed that of its peers that it was selected into the Cain Guard; As a Bloodline who is absolutely confident in his own strength; Needless to say, it was an ordinary demon hunter at first glance, even if it was an existence of the same level as it in front of it, it was fearless.

Bang!

Like the claws of a wild beast, they slammed into the palm of a human hand; However, there is no such thing as the Cain Guard members imagining that the other party is smashed by its claws, palms and shoulders; Opposite. In the palm of that hand, there was a force comparable to it, almost equal to that of the upper and lower levels.

How can it be?!

The Cain Guard had irrepressible surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't understand where the ordinary, not very athletic human in front of him, had come from such a powerful force; And in the face of this surprise Hurley. Byron's eyes narrowed, and his tone was relaxed: "I caught you!" ”

Moment. Didn't wait for the Cain Guard to react, Hurley. Byron's palm tightened along the finger between the other man's paws—click, and the crisp sound of bones breaking accompanied by the other's screams. Fierce appeared.

"Speed, I'm not good at it! But. If you have a lot of strength, you are still a few hundred years short of a little bat! ”

With a roar, Hurley. Byron's other hand grasped the fist and slammed it directly into the body of the other party who was screaming; The sound of bones breaking, louder than just now, immediately resounded through Hurley. Around Byron, the bodies of the Cain Guards were not only bones, but also skin and muscles, which were cracked and crushed in the constant hammering of this fist; And at the end of the day, except for the hideous head full of pain, only a ground of minced meat remained, which was even finer than the meat filling for a pie.

"What ugly loot! It's going to scare Newo! ”

It looks like a glance at the other party's expression before he died, Hurley. Byron spat on the ground, then casually tossed it aside and headed for another opponent - and the scene was constantly playing out between the witchers and members of the Cain Guard, killing the enemy and finding the next opponent, or being killed by the enemy and falling into an eternal sleep; Overall, though, it was the demon hunters, who had a clear numerical advantage, who had the upper hand.

Ted followed behind Blank, the Lord of the Six Towers, and slowly walked to the bottom of Alcatel, the inanimate king, who was still suspended in mid-air, his eyes couldn't help but look at the prestigious Bloodline powerhouse, and behind the other party, the bloodline was obviously different from the other members of the Cain Guard—before, when he was about to rush to the battlefield, after being stopped by Blank, Ted knew that his mission goal had changed from random to fixed in front of him; Looking at Xhaka, who was also following Blank, carrying a long knife in his hand, full of fighting spirit, Ted couldn't help but start to move the muscles of his whole body, and quickly entered the fighting state of his heyday.

After all, there are two Solar-level powerhouses around him, and if he drags others back because of himself, Ted will have no shame in the future.

Blanc, who sensed the change in Ted behind him, nodded inwardly; as the object of special care of his old friend Hessel; Blank certainly couldn't disappoint his old friend - how could he find his way to the Solar Rank if he just made Ted think? Only by fighting, and non-stop fighting, can he naturally enter the solar level!

With such thoughts, Blank couldn't help but raise his head and shouted to the lifeless king above his head: "Alcatel, it seems that the strength of your group of members is good!" But. If you don't make a move, the elites of your generation will be killed and wounded! ”

The obviously sarcastic words did not make the inanimate king change in any way, and he didn't even move his eyes - except for the fact that after coming to the sky above the canyon, Alcatel took a large number of pictures of the changes in the entire canyon. The rest of the time. Most of the time it looked in the direction of the cathedral, frowning slightly and calming its brow, apparently changing from something.

"If you haven't experienced a real life-and-death battle, how can you deserve the title of Cain Guard!" One of the two Kindreds standing behind Alcatel. Without squinting, he whispered: "The flowers in the greenhouse will only wither in the face of nature's storms; And only flowers that can survive can bloom their own beauty! ”

"Kuoxi, you old fellow is a hypocrisy! Presumably none of the new Cain Guards are from your family, right? Otherwise, with your character, you would be so calm? Blank apparently knew the two Bloods standing behind Alcatel. couldn't help but shake the wine jug in his hand, and said with disdain: "Last time, a junior in someone's family only suffered some minor injuries, so he ran to rescue him like a burning butt, that person seems to be you, right?" Your blood clan, in your cold heart, is it really not about yourself? ”

"Aren't you greedy and selfish humans different?" The blood clan named Kuoxi shook his trench coat slightly, and his tone was full of arrogance: "And compared to our calmness, you who like to use various reasons as excuses for yourself. It's the real hypocrisy, right? ”

"Hypocrisy? Everything under the blade will be real! ”

Since the appearance of the Cain Guard, Xhaka, who has been full of fighting spirits, would have rushed to it and killed them if it were not for Blank's obstruction; And when he followed Blank to Alcatel, the witcher who had been seriously injured by Alcatel kept his eyes on each other - failure is not terrible. No being dares to claim to be 100% successful; Even if you have experienced many failures, as long as you do not admit defeat, you will be able to see the dawn of success and obtain the qualification for success!

Xhaka fought countless times in his life. There have been countless victories, and likewise countless defeats; But. There has never been a defeat that has made this persistent and combative witcher admit defeat; Even when the inanimate king was broken in front of him, and he relied on a wheelchair to move, he never admitted defeat.

It's good to start over!

There is no chance of starting over, just die calmly!

However, if you admit defeat, you will be worse than dead!

With such a persistent thought, Xhaka's battle spirit could no longer be suppressed at this moment, and he went straight past Blank's side, and rushed into the sky with a vertical leap, swinging his knife and slashing - the target was not only Alcatel, but also Kuosi behind Alcatel and another unknown bloodline.

"What an impulsive guy!"

As Xhaka rushed out, Blanc shook his head and smiled bitterly; However, this time he did not stop Xhaka - Blank, who knew very well what path Xhaka had taken, knew that he could not continue to stop Xhaka if he did not want to keep him in this state in front of him for the rest of the day.

Even in the face of mortal battles, fight to the heart!

In the face of such a battle maniac, Blanke, who couldn't stop him, could only shrug his shoulders and turn his head to look at Ted: "Except for Alcatel, pick an opponent yourself!" ”

"Yes, Lord Blank!"

Ted, who nodded, also jumped to his feet; Following behind Xhaka, he blasted his fists at the other two Bloods.

Hum!

Including Kuosi and the taciturn Blood, the two dukes of the Bloodline snorted coldly at the same time, and their bodies blocked in front of Alcatel in a flash; A blood-red glow in Kuosi's hand blocked in front of Xhaka's blade, and the taciturn Bloodclan also clenched his fist at Ted.

Bang!

Fists clashed with fists, and the taciturn Bloodclan stood firmly in the air, while Ted was knocked away by the impact, flipped in the air, and landed a few steps back before he could stand firm; And the moment he stood firm, Ted once again exerted his legs, and his body rushed towards his opponent quickly.

"Fuck off, my opponent isn't you!"

"Want to face an adult? Beat me first! Ridiculous guys! ”

In contrast to Ted's muffled battle, Xhaka's battle with the Bloodborne named Korcy was one of roars and ridicule; And in this contrast, Blank's body came to Alcatel out of thin air, and after taking a sip of the wine in the jug, he smiled: "Why do you plan to keep watching?" ”

ps: Gluttonous people really can't afford to hurt...... As a standard foodie, decadence means that after every overeating, you have to kneel for yourself......

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