What do you mean? What do you want to say? ”

Geralt had a misty feeling and was completely confused.

The Mirror Merchant just took care of himself and continued:

"Many people think that time is a river, always flowing in one direction, but they are all wrong, I have seen the true face of time, time is actually like an unpredictable ocean in a storm."

Speaking of this, he smiled strangely: "If you want to play with time, then time will play with you, and those who have wisdom are often the most stupid, as can be seen throughout history." ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?! Let's be clear! ”

The witcher didn't understand the incomprehensible words at all, but his sharp instincts gave him a vague sense of extreme unease, a sense of foreboding that seemed to be about to turn into substance.

"It's not interesting to make it clear, and the current world line is already so chaotic, it's not interesting for me to add another fire......"

The Mirror Merchant said with a slight smile.

"At least for now, you still have hope and a future, of course, it's hard to say whether it can really bring light."

It's just that his smile doesn't seem to change on the surface, but at this moment, it makes the witcher feel a sense of physiological discomfort.

Geralt's subconscious even inexplicably felt as if he had seen a demon, smiling happily, looking at the things he was interested in, as if the human soul was being tormented.

That's how it felt anyway, and he suspected that this mirror master might be a demon in human skin.

"That's about it, my mission is done, and now it's your part...... I'm glad to see that your struggles have brought me such drama, and frankly, I've never encountered anything so interesting in thousands of years! ”

The Mirror Merchant seemed particularly pleased to say this, reaching out and waving at the restless and wary Witcher, making a gesture of goodbye.

"Fight hard, even if history is turned upside down, write your chapter of victory, or drown in pain at the end of despair...... Let me see if the blood of the ancients is a miracle gift from this world to you, or an ultimatum from God to the resistors. ”

"Hey, you're ......"

Geralt was slightly stunned, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop this suspected demonic guy.

It's just that it's still too late, and after saying the words that sent chills down the spine and didn't know what to do, the figure of the mirror master disappeared directly.

This time it wasn't like the one at the White Fruit Orchard Hotel, when he just walked past the Demon Hunter and disappeared, but under the gaze of the Demon Hunter, the other party disappeared into the air inexplicably.

Still no mana fluctuations!

Geralt couldn't tell how the Mirror Master had left!

It made his heart furious!

Putting down the raised palm, recalling what the mirror master said just now, there seemed to be a key point, he said that he had never encountered such an interesting thing in the past thousands of years......

Who can live for thousands of years? Is it really possible for humans to live for thousands of years?

No kidding, even if it's a witcher, although it is said that no witcher can live to the end of his life safely, so no one knows where the life limit of this kind of mutant is, for example, the old witcher Viselmir lived to be more than four hundred years old......

But Viselmir is also obviously old, and he knows which one is younger and which one is old, and if the old witcher's vitality is still very strong, there will be no such situation-

Because the aging process of the witcher has only been greatly delayed, not disappeared.

Therefore, through the signs of aging in Viselmir, it is also certain that he is indeed close to the life limit of a witcher, which means that even a witcher is at most four hundred to five hundred years old...... Even then, they were basically expelled from the country.

Geralt couldn't have imagined that the guy could possibly be a human, absolutely nothing more than a legendary demon.

However, he had nothing to do, and he did not gain anything except a sense of uneasiness and foreboding in his heart, and not only did his questions not be answered, but countless more questions.

It's just that it's obviously not the time to explore, he has too little information, and forcibly piecing it together will inevitably lead to specious conclusions, and even mislead himself.

And the mirror master also said that there is not much time......

Geralt couldn't bet that the other party's information was incorrect, considering that he did hear a faint noise coming from the graveyard in front of him.

So the white wolf decided to take advantage of the opportunity rather than believe it...... Besides, there is no need for the mirror master to lie to him, the ability shown by the other party is too strong, and if you want to kill him, you don't need to be so troublesome.

Squatting down on the spot and opening and checking the medicine box he was carrying, thinking about the types of monsters that might appear in the cemetery, he picked out the corresponding sword oil and smeared it on the silver sword, and took a more suitable decoction by the way......

The powerful potion soon began to take effect, and he felt an explosive power in every muscle of his body, and his movements became stronger, faster, and even his senses became sharper......

It's just that he also knows that this is a last resort, after all, in addition to the powerful medicinal power, the decoction is also very toxic, and it will bring great load and pain to the body if it is accumulated all the time without being removed.

He has been running around all this time, and he often has to face all kinds of monsters that cannot be avoided, and he has taken several doses of decoction medicine in succession, and the toxins in his body have definitely reached a more dangerous level.

However, he didn't have time to refine toxin-neutralizing potions such as white honey...... But as a father, he can only bite the bullet.

"Try to avoid the battle, don't let anyone notice my presence, find Ciri ...... first"

Thinking back to the hint given by the Mirror Master, the Witcher secretly warned himself about the next point of action, he had to sneak in cautiously and find Ciri as soon as possible.

Any unnecessary battles must be avoided and his presence must not be exposed, so as to win more opportunities for him.

……

……

John Connor left in a hurry, as if something had happened outside that it had to deal with.

But before it leaves, it asks Ciri to think about his proposal. After the lich had left, the girl hugged her knees and fell into deep thought, her eyes confused, and even her expression was uncertain.

She was indeed a little shaken, because the lich said that he could use his soul to make a pact with her, promising that there would be no problems.

As long as she agrees, she can turn the situation around to a large extent, and let the living side she represents have a chance to turn defeat into victory......

Ciri knew she was shaken and hated for not being strong-willed, but what could she do? The situation is already so bad, it seems that there is no hope at all, and she will naturally subconsciously want to grasp any life-saving straw.

Why don't you gamble......

The situation is so desperate now, no matter how bad it is, it shouldn't be much worse......

If you gamble, there is still some hope, and if you don't gamble, there is no hope at all......

And if that lich had mastered the power of the Gate of the Worlds, he might be able to set his sights on other planets in the vast universe and not leave the world he was in......

Such thoughts kept appearing in her mind, constantly flickering and striking, shaking her will little by little, trying to push her to the other end of the scales that had begun to tilt.

Until—

"Ciri?! …… Ciri! ”

Faintly hearing a familiar voice calling her name, the girl blinked, the look in her emerald green eyes gradually recovered, and when she looked closely, she saw a figure appear in the tomb outside the iron fence.

"Geralt!"

The girl looked surprised and delighted, and felt that she had something to rely on at once.

"......Shhhh

Immediately, he put a finger to his mouth, signaling a silent motion, and the witcher's face was more serious than ever.

The leather armor on his body was already torn in many places, and there were blood stains oozing through the lined clothes, and there were several more scars on his cheeks, which made him look extremely embarrassed...... It was really difficult for him to finally find his way here.

Geralt never imagined that there was such a huge and terrifying undead city under the ground of White Orchard Village, and no matter how careful he tried to avoid those ghosts, there would inevitably be more than a dozen battles along the way.

Thankfully, this underground city like a huge mausoleum is connected in all directions, and the tomb roads are crisscrossed, and there is never a single road, so the demon hunters have a chance to come here.

On the way, he bypassed several terrifying enemies, and even saw wild hunting soldiers suspected of being made as headless horsemen, and some of the burial chambers were so quiet that the air seemed to be dead, but just getting close enough to let his instincts warn him frantically, as if there were extremely powerful undead sleeping in them......

He finally understood the reason for what the mirror merchant said-

If it weren't for the fact that the Nilfgaard garrison in White Orchard Village had discovered something was wrong and began to send out a call for help, the nearby Imperial garrisons came one after another, which caused trouble that could not be ignored and attracted attention to this underground mausoleum force to a large extent.

Then even if the witcher has nine lives, he can't touch here, and he will inevitably die on the way.

"Why are you here? How do you know I've been caught in this place? Heary was a little puzzled, and only after he was captured did he know that John Connor was actually developing under the ground of White Orchard Village.

Later generations did not know how this lich came to be, and it was silent in the early days, but later became a plague weapon researcher recruited by Radovid, and helped the mad king successfully develop the plague weapon.

The Northern Kingdom turned the tide and turned defeat into victory, slaying the Southern Empire to the point of abandoning its armor and bleeding rivers, driving not only the Nilfgaard back, but also the southern invasion in turn.

The war did not end there, but burned more violently, and death spread everywhere......

Truth be told, before Ciri returned to this time period from the future, people also proposed a decapitation plan, but no one knew where John Connor was hiding in the early stage.

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