"No, no, no, it's impossible...... How could it be...... How could it be ...... at this time?"

With gray hair and a delicate face, Ciri's emerald green pupils contracted suddenly, and she stared blankly at the frost dragon in the sky, feeling like she was falling into an ice cellar, and her whole body was chilling.

How could it be...... How so?

How could it be, at this time in time, could it be that the evil lich had already created such a top-level undead unit?

It really shouldn't be! Looking at this hellish scene in front of her, not only was her mind confused and completely chaotic, but even a deep sense of hopelessness and powerlessness appeared in her heart.

Faintly, she probably guessed a terrible possibility.

“…… Don't move. ”

Geralt subconsciously stretched out his arm to protect his daughter behind him, his body was already involuntarily tense, and his deep voice was almost inaudible, as if a few faint syllables were squeezed out of his teeth.

He stared at the dragon in the sky that exuded cold power and breathed an incomparably cold breath—

The body was covered in hoarfrost, like a lifeless corpse, like a huge creature that had been dead for a long time but could move, suspended above the sky and flapped its huge wings one after another, rolling up the icy wind and snow and cold currents.

The huge, ferocious eyes that glowed blue were already locked on the two small and pitiful humans below.

Even powerful witchers who have lived for more than a hundred years and have countless battles with different monsters and inhuman races inevitably feel that their brains are blank at this moment, and they can hardly think, and they have a feeling of impending disaster.

The only thing he could do was to hope that the dragon's target was not actually them, so he could only try not to make any drastic movements or behaviors for himself and Ciri, otherwise, it would only stimulate this apex predator to launch a deadly attack faster.

No kidding, the best strategy when facing dragons is to pray to all the gods. Atheists would do well to run away first, so that they may be able to live a few more heartbeats.

And the layman's decision is a dead end...... Even Geralt, in his more than 100 years as a witcher, had never hunted a real dragon, only a wurm species such as dragon lizards, scissor-tailed dragons, and ornithischians.

And this giant dragon is obviously not the kind of green dragon that is said to be the smallest in size, only the size of a cow or a horse, this giant dragon is a real dragon, and its body length is almost close to the terrifying length of twenty meters!

- How can this be beaten?!

Not to mention that he is just a demon hunter here, even if a whole well-trained army comes to face this behemoth, it will only end up being slaughtered unilaterally!

Wait, Wild Hunt is just around the corner......

The witcher's eyes suddenly moved, and with the help of the keen hearing brought by the demon hunter's senses, he heard the sound of movement from the depths of the swamp and woods behind him at this critical moment, and in a flash of inspiration, he grasped the key.

An idea of breaking the game came to his mind.

"Be careful! Get down! ”

In the next moment, Ciri's exclamation was heard in the howling wind, and Geralt, who had not yet reacted, was thrown to the ground by her.

A deafening roar made him look back, only to see the dragon roaring and stretching out its huge claws, swooping down towards the ground!

The icy cold snap can almost freeze the human body directly, and the breath of death makes them almost smell a trace of the stench of darkness, making them feel as if they are passing by a black-robed, amorphous death-like shadow.

The posture is not elegant, and the movements are impossible to pay attention to, whether it is Geralt or Ciri, the two of them are extremely embarrassed to roll in the muddy water of the swamp and rotting grass roots and leaves, and their heads are covered with them, but they don't care about these problems at all.

They just reflexively, almost instinctively burst out of their adrenaline, and with maximum speed and explosiveness, they escaped from the position they had just placed.

Boom——!!

Both of them heard the sound of trees breaking and collapsing behind them, torrents, cold winds, and the creepy roar of the behemoth.

As if it missed, it was venting its frustration and adding more rage.

But neither of them chose to look back, and everyone knew that this behemoth would definitely not voluntarily give up its prey because of a missed attack, and would definitely continue to launch a series of stormy and deadly attacks.

It's already a blessing to be able to avoid the first time, and then a little delay may be the end of death.

Perhaps just the effort of looking back, and the rush forward without looking back, are enough to distinguish between life and death...... After all, dragons are aggressive creatures, and in addition to their fangs and claws, they can also breathe out the iconic dragon flame.

- Of course, not all dragons breathe fire, and some do emit corrosive acids or high-temperature vapors. And the current dragon, which is absolutely abnormal, should be able to breathe cold cryogenic air or something.

Anyway, it must be a lethal attack, just getting close to the dragon, that kind of cold aura makes people almost freeze, if you face the cold air it spews, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Run! Run back! ”

The white-haired witcher grabbed Ciri's arm, turned decisively and rushed back, not considering the possibility of escaping to the outskirts of the island to meet Kayla, but instead chose the direction in which Ciri had escaped and ran towards the center of the island.

Because there is only one way, in the wooded forest, it is possible to rely on the environment and trees to stop the mad dragon's ability to move—they, as small humans, can nimbly dodge as soon as they drill into the forest.

And the dragon, which is nearly twenty meters long, has to break countless trees even if it is rampage through the dense forest, and its speed and dexterity are invisibly limited.

If they left the forest and ran to the outskirts of the island, which was wide and empty, they would have been able to escape, and the behemoth would have been cold as soon as they swooped down and breathed.

…… Literally, "cool".

"Wait, wait! Ahead is the Wild Hunt ......"

Ciri shouted urgently, faced with this terrible situation of a wolf and a tiger in the past, she almost instinctively wanted to activate her ability to escape from the danger by leaping through time and space.

But fortunately, she woke up in time and realized that this was not the same as before, and she could no longer come and go unscrupulously in such a way.

Not only is she afraid of the "navigator" who is bound to be brought by the wild hunt nearby, but also because as the inheritor of the "Ancient Blood", although she has the ability to travel through time and space, she cannot control it precisely, and being able to return to this time period has been done by exhausting the ability of future generations.

If she activated her abilities without permission, then she didn't know what world she would go to, when she would, or if she would have a chance to return to this plane.

"I know! I'm just going to be in front of Wild Hunt! ”

Geralt replied decisively, without the slightest hesitation or slowing down.

But Ciri also understands that in such a situation, it seems that the only way to survive is to die in this way. It's an isolated island, surrounded by lakes, and it's hard for them to fly.

Neither of them had a chance of winning against the frost dragon or against the wild hunt, the former was certain to die, and the latter was nine deaths...... But if they managed to get the frost dragon to hunt wildly, then they would have a chance to survive in the cracks.

At the thought of this, Ciri only felt that a flash of light in his mind split through the fog like lightning.

Listening to the deafening roar behind him, and the sound of countless trees breaking and collapsing as if the entire forest had been knocked open, I felt an avalanche-like cold breath with a rumbling sound catching up behind.

Ciri said decisively: "-Then I'll be the bait!" ”

"No kidding! You ......"

"Don't talk! You know, Wild Hunt needs me! If I'm in danger before their eyes, they'll need to go up and fight the dragon behind me anyway! ”

Ciri was very determined in this moment, she knew it was the only way, and she found that her logic was so clear and perfect.

After all, she is the only complete inheritor of the known "Ancient Blood", and is the last hope of the wild hunt - because their planet is about to be completely destroyed by the White Frost, and they will stop at nothing to reclaim the "Ancient Blood"!

Although it seems that Wild Hunt has been hunting her down and threatening her personal safety, in fact, if she is about to be torn apart by the frost dragon behind her, then Wild Hunt must also step forward to prevent this from happening!

That's the biggest advantage she can take advantage of right now!

It is also the only chance that she and Geralt can survive in such a bad situation!

……

……

"Dragon...... How could there be a dragon? Could it be that this island is special because of the presence of a giant dragon? ”

In a shallow beach on the outskirts of the island, Kayla, who maintained the magical barrier and hid herself, anxiously awaited Geralt's return.

Knowing that Wild Hunt had landed on the island, she almost wanted to immediately activate the teleportation spell to leave this dangerous place, but not only did she not wait for Geralt's return, but she even heard a terrifying roar from a distance.

If Kayla had been an inexperienced sorceress, she would have been confused, but her occult mastery was good enough to make her a court warlock and an advisor to the king, so she could tell almost immediately what creature was coming from that roar.

- Dragons!

- This is definitely a high dragon genus! There is even a good chance that it is an extremely rare and mysterious real dragon!

However, this judgment shocked her and made her unable to believe it. Why did even the dragons come to join in the fun after the Wild Hunt appeared? What's wrong with this world, are you being caught up in some super troublesome whirlpool?

Kayla had a rather bad premonition, and her scalp began to tingle.

The wild hunt alone made her want to flee desperately, not to mention that there was now an extra dragon.