As Ciri had guessed, Grahan did not survive, and when she walked up to the tower, she found his body lying on the ground.

The only consolation is probably that he died with a smile, the expression on his face did not appear distorted, and the emotions frozen in his pupils did not appear frightened, but a relief, a relief.

The Plague Witch was gone, a terrifying spirit that could barely be killed by conventional means, and died when the curse was lifted.

After all, it's a kind of demon spirit, and demon spirits often have the reason that they die suddenly and don't prepare for this world, so they also have the characteristic of never being able to leave this world-

It may be that there is something important that has not been done......

It may also be that there is a wish that cannot be let go of has not been fulfilled......

It is more likely that he was imprisoned in the world by an object of great importance......

And once their wishes are unlocked, or their bones are destroyed and the important things that imprison them, then their connection with the world will naturally be unraveled, and they will not stay any longer.

“……”

Ciri crouched down, examined Grahan's lifeless body on the ground, and after a moment of silence, he stood up and walked to the higher towers.

Now that the Plague Enchantress has disappeared and the crisis has been resolved, she can go to the Warlock's Lab above, collect what she needs, and take it away. As for Grahan's body, she plans to spend some money to bring some people to the island to dispose of it and bury him properly.

Ciri was in a bad mood at this time, she always felt that she had murdered someone in order to achieve her goal.

Although he knew that this was the solution to the problem, only then would the soul of the Plague Enchantress rest in peace, and Graham could make amends for his past mistakes and pass away with a smile.

Not to mention that he is allowed to live in a muddy nightmare, living like a walking corpse, the knot in his heart will never be untied, and after he dies, he is also very likely to become a demon.

But if she's a simple witcher who receives a commission about the Rat Tower, and then finds out the truth through investigation, and then brings Graham over here and gives him the opportunity of her own choice to solve the whole thing, then maybe she will feel better inside.

But she came back to this time period from the future, and she had the advantage of foresight in intelligence, she knew the tragedy of Annabe, and she knew what Grahan had done, so she carried out her own plan step by step-

He went to get Kayla's magic lantern, then went to the island to communicate with Annabe's ghost, then went to the village by the lake to find and bring Grahan, and then Grahan sacrificed his life and the curse of the Plague Enchantress was lifted......

However, this makes Ciri feel as if she has become a bad woman who will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals.

Alexander's laboratory was also in shambles, many large test tubes had been smashed, bottles and cans were all over the floor, in addition to the marks of smashing, there were also traces of flame burning or acid corrosion, which were very obvious, and they could still be seen after a few years.

It seems that when the mob ransacked the tower, they smashed and looted everything.

Understandably, however, the experiments were conducted here in a very inhumane manner, and Alexander Warlock was experimenting not only with rats, but also with farmers...... When those people stormed the lab, they must have been taken aback by all kinds of animals and even human specimens.

For such an evil scene, it is natural that they will choose to smash it and completely destroy the evil "wizarding ritual", but in this case, it is estimated that the group of people should all die.

After all, this laboratory was studying the plague at the time, and they didn't know anything, so if they messed up like this, they would definitely get infected with germs, and they might all die within a few days of going back.

Only two or three out of a hundred people could survive, and Ciri didn't think there was such a chosen one among them.

Holding the torch and scrutinizing the entire laboratory, the girl managed to find Alexander's research manuscript and prepared to leave. She had wanted to destroy the manuscript directly, but after thinking about it, she decided that this would not work.

Although this thing can be used to make plague weapons, it can also be used to make antidotes and vaccines, which is the real way to eliminate the plague.

The whirring wind came from outside the tower, and Ciri, who had just walked up the stairs, felt a palpitation inexplicably.

She turned around and walked to the crack in the wall of the tower on this floor, and looked directly at the scenery outside—

In the night, the wind blew from the surrounding lakes towards the interior of the island, and the clouds in the sky flew towards the moon above the forest...... As the wind grew louder and stronger, the clouds slowly completely obscured the moon.

Ciri faintly heard the rumbling of a approaching storm in the distance, and the sky flickered with lightning flashes from time to time, highlighting the outline of the trees around the island's lone tower. It was as if there was a dark forest all around, and the shadows stretched like a saw all the way to the sky, and there was nothing but the howling of the wind.

Mixed with the unknown wind, there were faint strange noises, as if somewhere in the swamp, there were water ghosts or other monsters fighting.

"Oh, no, no, no......"

After squinting his eyes and looking carefully for a long time, he finally saw a huge shape on the edge of the night sky in the distance, which was silently flying towards Fik Island, and Ciri's heart suddenly jumped to his throat.

White smoke appeared in the black sky, which quickly became clear and twisted like a snake.

Nightmarish knights appeared, they were like a belt across the sky, and even from a great distance, Ciri remembered their image almost immediately, as if he had seen them clearly at close range.

Their helmets were adorned with bull horns and feathers, and under their helmets were white masks of death, and they wore rusty armor and rode skeletal horses in hordes across the sky.

Wild Hunt!

Ciri took a few steps back, watching as the nightmarish procession approached the island from the sky, approaching her.

Their horses' hooves passed through the ghostly points of light above the swamp and skimmed over the forest on the outskirts of the island, the wild hunt at the front of the group was almost visible, the rusty helmet on his dead face, his eye sockets filled with burning cracks, and loose robes fluttering around him.

No way! You can't let them catch it here!

Ciri hurriedly rushed down the tower, pushed open the door and ran out, she looked at the twisted path leading to the forest in front of her, and then without hesitation she sprang up, like a sturdy female leopard, shuttling through the night.

……

……

The wind shook the trees, the branches rustled, and the lightning cleaved the sky mercilessly, making the wind roar louder.

"Damn it...... I'm going to go a little faster! ”

The white-haired witcher was running wild through the forest, and he didn't even have time to make out the road, and often stepped into puddles of water or mud, deep and shallow, which greatly affected his speed.

Fortunately, his balance and physical coordination are far beyond ordinary people, ordinary people in this dark swamp forest where they can't see their fingers, in the unknown wind, let alone rushing to the road, even the careful march is full of danger.

As he advanced, the temperature of the air around him began to plummet, the white frost began to disperse, and the swamp and wetland began to freeze, slowly covering a thin layer of white frost-like ice.

The witcher felt the heat of his body draining away, as if an invisible ghost was taking away his life from him, and his hands and feet began to feel a little cold, and he wondered if he would be frozen if he continued like this.

But - you can't stop, it's absolutely impossible to stop at this time!

Because the Wild Hunt has come!

There's a good chance that Ciri is on this island! I have to save her, even if it is to pay with my life!

There was some noise in front of him, and Geralt's eyes widened as hard as he could, only to see a somewhat embarrassed figure rushing towards her, with gray-gray hair and a familiar face.

Behind her was something vague, irregular, and intertwined with darkness, like a flash, like a phantom, and in the unknown wind it seemed to be chaotic, disgusting, panicked, and creepy.

"Ciri ——!!" The witcher roared and drew the silver sword from his back.

The clash of blades roared through the air, and a loud tearing sound sounded that seemed to tear the air around it apart.

The stumbling girl suddenly tripped over a tree root or a stone or something, and she fell out, and at the same time she only felt a cold wind blowing behind her, blowing her hair! It's a biting chill!

Shocked, she turned around and saw a familiar white-haired figure, with a lightning-like hand and a sword falling, slashing the two howling wild hounds that followed her!

The heavy bodies of the two ferocious beasts slammed to the ground, causing two slight muffled sounds, as if the bodies of the magical ice crystals had frozen the ground around them at once, creating sharp ice picks.

The next moment, the demon hunter didn't put away his sword at all, and before he had time to put away his sword, the five fingers of his other hand quickly pushed forward with a strange and specific gesture!

Rumble!

The Mark of Igni, who wields the flames, shoots out bright and dazzling flames, starting from the witcher's gesture to form a wide fan of area, and the scorching flames sweep forward along with a large number of sparks that burst out, igniting trees, melting ice crystals, and scorching enemies!

Several wild hounds that frantically pounced on them from behind seemed to have been hit head-on by a huge hammer, and flew out violently, and then continued to twitch and wail on the ground as if they were suffering from madness.

Like other ice creatures, they are quite afraid of fire, and when they hit the Mark of Igni headlong into an experienced witcher, they were directly hit hard!

"Run! Come on! ”

Geralt didn't relax at all, but his sharp eyes swept to make sure that there were no other enemies at close range, and immediately turned around and grabbed Ciri's arm, dragging her and running wildly.

The conditions in the swampy woods were terrible, but it also limited the movement of wild hunting, and only the smaller hounds rushed in for the time being.

But Geralt had already heard the neighing of horses, and other noises, and danger was rapidly approaching!

Ciri was stunned for a moment, and didn't say anything, just pursed her lips and ran with the witcher in a good stride. Seeing her adoptive father again, she had a lot of words and emotions to confide in, but at this time it was a little unpleasant.

"Kayla was right in front, and she couldn't run fast, so I didn't let her follow......" Geralt said quickly as she ran, "but I told her to be ready, and when we got there, we'd teleport straight away." ”

It won't work if you don't teleport now, after all, Fik Island is just an island.

If they don't, then they will die, and there is no need to consider the second possibility.

Ciri opened her mouth to say something, when her face suddenly changed, and she suddenly stopped, and grabbed Geralt's arm to prevent him from moving on.

The demon hunter also noticed something at this time, he squinted his eyes and stared at the forest sky in front of him, originally thought that Kayla was in front of him and activated the teleportation technique, but then he realized that the source of the fluctuation of magic power was in the sky.

I saw a whirlpool of light appear above the forest, and the atmosphere rippled like a body of water.

The next moment, a gigantic lizard head poked out of the whirlpool, covered in pale frost.

Immediately after, a deafening roar erupted across the sky, tearing through the atmosphere like a hurricane.

The wild hunters who were chasing after each other subconsciously looked up, only to see that a huge shadow had shrouded the forest in the distance, and a giant dragon exuding cold power all over its body, its huge body almost filling the sky......