"Pick up your arms!

The captain of the guard wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted to the approaching group of knights, "This is Baron Berdin's castle! Who are you? Stop! or we will let go of the arrows." ”

A dozen or so archers had already mounted their bows and arrows, but their expressions were very nervous.

Because the group of knights in front of him were all gray cloaks, most of them covered their faces with hoods, and they could only see the outline of their chins, and their bodies were finely forged iron-inlaid armor, equipped with long swords, crossbows, throwing knives, bracers, riding boots, etc., even the most elite adventurers the captain of the guard had ever seen did not have such complete equipment, and they all seemed to be valuable equipment, some of them used a very rare xenomorph weapon, this kind of weapon he had only seen in the easternmost country of the continent when he traveled in the past. In his memory, there was only one person who knew about the people who used these xenomorph weapons.

Not really ruthless characters can't play these special xenoweapons at all!

"Captain, I've seen them dressed...... These people seem to be legendary witchers......" the small guard whispered.

The Witcher?

Hearing the words of the person next to him, the captain of the guard trembled in fright, and hurriedly motioned for the others to put aside the bow and arrow first. Compared to the mysterious wizards, the witchers have to show up more in the world of ordinary people, because monsters are not at all something that ordinary people can deal with, and even seasoned adventurers are prone to suffer big losses when they encounter monsters.

Witchers are rarely seen.

Their presence usually means that there are monsters nearby! And now a whole team of witchers is near the castle?

At the thought of this, the captain of the guard broke out in a cold sweat.

Under the castle.

The old witcher in a gray cloak turned over and dismounted, he pressed his hand on the demon slaying sword, felt the vitality of life from it, and turned his head and said, "That monster is near here. Watch out!"

"Has the Void Master arrived?"

The burly man next to him shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Not yet." But the ravens have been released. The Void Master should arrive soon. ”

They tracked it down for three days and three nights.

Every time, I almost caught up, but the other party escaped in a strange way.

Along the way, they encountered many attacks by monsters, and even ghosts from the Nightmare Realm, the old witcher's uneasiness became stronger and stronger, so he decisively released a raven to ask for help from the crow's nest, and the witcher's base camp realized that the situation was serious, and also promoted to mobilize the nearby high-level witchers to support, and also sent someone to ask the virtual master for help.

"There's something wrong with this place!"

A high-level witcher with strange vertical pupils looked around and frowned, "Hank!

Hearing this, the old demon hunter looked around and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

The witcher named 'Yang' took off his hood, and the contour of his face was obviously a little different from the others, but it was a bit like a virtual master, but it was not completely oriental, and it looked more like a hybrid of regional races. This is a witcher from an island on the east coast who is said to have been a famous ronin, an oriental profession that is a bit like a ranger.

Yang has a talent like no other.

He was born to see ghosts, but it caused him a lot of trouble in his early years, which made him give up inheriting the family business on the island and choose to wander. After going through many things, Yang eventually became one of the high-ranking witchers of the Crow's Nest, and his talent also played an unexpected role in dealing with monsters several times.

"I don't know!"

"But I feel like there's a very powerful spirit here!"

Yang closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It seems to be an earthbound spirit ......"

"Very powerful Earthbound Spirit. ”

"It's sealed underground, just below this castle. ”

Because of their Oriental blood, Yang received training in his early years in a way similar to that of warrior monks, and their race may have taken refuge on the island during the ancient wizard period, because Yang also mastered some qi cultivation methods. However, according to the family tradition, these were secret methods, and he swore that he would never allow them to be passed on. Originally, he was active near the East Coast, and he rushed back to visit after knowing the existence of the Void Master.

However, he encountered this anomalous event just after he came back, so Yang was urgently sent to support.

"Earthbound spirits?" the old demon hunter frowned.

As witchers, they are far less comfortable with spirit-type enemies than wizards, as many of them are not afraid of physical damage. But fortunately, the witchers all have a faint trace of dragon veins, and they have special secret methods that can burn the power of blood.

"Get ready for action. The old witcher looked up at the sky.

At this time, a young demon hunter said, "What about those ordinary people? ”

"Representations. The old demon hunter said slowly: "If you can't negotiate, you'll be knocked out." ”

"We don't have much time left. ”

Inside the castle.

When the group of witchers made a request to enter the castle to investigate, the captain of the guard was obviously relieved, as long as he could not do it, the result would not be too bad, and he hurriedly sent someone into the castle to report to Baron Berdin.

Five minutes later.

An attendant hurried over.

"What? Lord Baron refused to let them in, and demanded that they leave immediately, or else we would attack?"

The captain of the guard said with a look of disbelief: "Is he crazy?"

"There's a whole team of witchers down there, and they can kill us all at will......

The baron's attendant said with a cold expression, "Yes. This is the baron's order!"

The captain's expression suddenly became cloudy when he heard this, the appearance of the witcher was not a good sign in itself, and now that the Baron actually refused to let them enter, it was easy to make people have bad associations.

"Oh no!"

"The witchers have attacked!" exclaimed a young guard.

As if discovering an anomaly here, the witchers suddenly moved, and some of them raised their hands and shot their hooks, and then climbed up to the castle with astonishing agility, and in just one minute, seven or eight guards fell to the ground, but fortunately they didn't use their weapons, but just knocked people out with their bare hands.

This is not a level of battle at all!

The captain of the guard just glanced at it and judged that he was the only one among all who could barely make a few moves with these witchers, and it was rumored that the witchers never cared about their worldly status, whether you were a nobleman or a king, as long as they had something to do with the monsters, they would not show mercy.

"Get out of the way. Let them in. The captain of the guard gritted his teeth.

It is rumored that most of the witchers act alone, and with so many witchers rushing over today, things in the castle are definitely not that simple!

As soon as the words fell.

The captain of the guard suddenly shook his whole body, and a cold dagger pierced his heart, and the young squire next to him said coldly: "What a bunch of waste!"

"Stop them. ”

"The ritual of dedication to the Lord must not be interrupted, and He will return to our world......"

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(PS: Two shifts today.) The thinking is much clearer. ）