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The terrain is sunken, backed by mountains, there are few people nearby, and the land is quite barren.

Stephen also met other adventurers on the way, but the occasional witcher he saw was a solitary one, these witchers were easy to identify, they often wore cloaks and hoods, crossbows, bayonets, throwing knives, etc., those who had received formal training were versatile elite warriors, and the official witchers all had the strength of a great knight. (Class Level 10 and above!)

The Witcher Organizations are scattered throughout the continent.

Their relationship with adventurers is not very friendly, regular witchers look down on the strength of adventurers, they only deal with events related to monsters, and will not accept any tasks as long as they are paid.

This profession has been passed down for more than 3,000 years.

It is considered to be the most powerful organization outside of the wizarding academy, and there are certain bloodline talent requirements to become witchers, they use secret methods to temper their bodies, and they themselves have a certain amount of spell resistance. On the second floor of the library, some books also contain records about the witchers, who are said to have been followers of wizards at first, but later parted ways with them for some reason. The Witcher knows a little about potions, and will prepare simple hemostatic healing potions, and will also use hunted monsters to refine a small number of potions. Although it is not very good in the eyes of formal wizards, in the eyes of ordinary people, the potion configured by the witcher is already very magical.

A small number of high-level witchers hunt dark wizards, and there have been successful cases.

However, most witchers are no match for dark wizards, and those who are lucky enough to succeed will gain incredible prestige within the organization.

According to Stephen's analysis, the witcher is an advanced class in the melee system, and a small number of people also have the ability to cast spells, a bit like a combination of rangers, warriors, wanderers, and troubadours.

A lilac land appeared in front of him.

As he approached the vicinity of the Devil's Eye Canyon, Stephen immediately felt the smell of pollution.

"Sure enough, it's the Land of Corruption!" Stephen crouched down and picked up a wisp of dirt with his fingers and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, "The smell of evil things!

The classification of evil things is complicated.

But there are roughly three forms, entity, half-spirit, and spirit, and the original bewitch was transformed into a spirit form after her death, and the evil thing that is corrupting the land in front of her is a physical form, that is, an evil thing with a flesh and blood shell.

Sonorous!

Stephen drew his sword and plunged into the dirt, digging about fifteen centimeters deep before the dirt turned to its original color.

"It's not too corrupt!" Stephen muttered.

Just then, he heard the sound of the sword unsheathed, and then he saw a man dressed as a witcher not far away doing the same thing as him, but he also twisted the corrupt dirt and put it in his mouth to taste it.

The other party also spotted Stephen's figure.

The two sides nodded slightly, and then the burly witcher walked over, frowned at Stephen and said, "Boy!"

"Whose disciple are you?"

"Didn't your mentor tell you that you can't come out and hunt monsters if you don't pass the test?

"Get out of here. ”

"Wait until you've passed all of the witcher's exams before you consider the mission!"

The witcher seems to have a unique way of identification, maybe something like an emblem, and the other party looks at Stephen's young appearance, and seems to regard him as the apprentice of the witcher, the kind of newcomer who can't wait to come out and express himself without passing the assessment.

No way.

Compared with the burly demon hunter in front of him who looked like a middle-aged uncle with vicissitudes of life, Stephen's handsome and handsome face was a little too tender.

Stephen smiled and didn't answer.

The burly demon hunter in front of him frowned slightly dissatisfied, but he didn't say much, just said coldly: "You are so self-sufficient!"

After saying that, he shook his cloak and turned around and left in style.

Most of the witchers are more withdrawn, probably because of the ability to cultivate inherited from wizards, and most witchers will not have descendants left. However, their mystery and strength have always been passed down in the mouths of mortal women, especially in the eyes of many aboriginal noble women, witchers have always been one of the ideal lovers, not pregnant and strong, mysterious, and full of charm.

People with the blood of a warlock are born with a charisma.

Stephen watched the witcher in front of him leave, the other party was a high-level warrior, and the ordinary blue-robed wizard who really made a move was not necessarily an opponent. But this kind of person can solve ordinary monsters, and I'm afraid that if you encounter a real evil thing, you will be dead and lifeless.

Even inside the Fifth Ring Tower, evil things have to be dealt with by wizards of the third order or above.

"Taling 1!"

"Start scanning the surrounding terrain!

The evil has polluted the ground beneath his feet, and Stephen can feel the evil aura gathered on the ground, and ordinary people are directly affected by the emotion of fear when they enter here, and the corrupting power will quickly erode their bodies.

"Alert!"

"Corrupted monsters are approaching!"

Gray mist fills the air.

After Stephen entered the confines of the Magic Eye Canyon, a layer of mist gathered around him, and occasionally strange humanoid silhouettes could be seen emerging from within the mist, and from time to time there were hazy wails, cries, and chuckles.

It's a geist at work.

The Corruption's rich negative energy closes the spatial distance of the Nightmare Realm, allowing the spirits to influence the real world.

"This looks like a place of extreme shade!" muttered Stephen.

The Land of Extreme Yin is an Eastern saying, only warrior monks will call certain places like this, and wizards are more likely to describe it as the realm of negative energy. However, Stephen still likes to use the Extreme Yin Land, because he thinks that this fame is obviously much more imposing.

The ground under your feet is covered with a film at some point.

It was a lilac, moss-like thing, and many plants were swallowed and assimilated by them, and the source of its spread was deep in the canyon, where there was a strong negative energy field.

"Radiation fluctuations detected!"

"There is a contamination reaction...... The radiation index of the owner's body is slowly rising......"

Stephen was expressionless and blessed with an energy protection force field, the evil thing's ability to pollute is far greater than that of the monster, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have to seal the room where the witch was killed in the first place. With a mosquito-like buzzing sound, in Stephen's field of vision, some strange figures suspended in mid-air appeared in the fog ahead, and the most striking of them was the huge eyeball in the center of the monster's head.

It was a malformed sarcoma.

Their body surface has wriggling light gray tentacles, with residual eye stalks on them, and their bodies are more like incomplete organs, with a large eyeball twenty centimeters in diameter in the center. Some of these monsters act alone, others are connected to each other, connected by tubes of flesh that resemble intestines, and the latter is covered in a thick, disgusting mucus.

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