Kerr, who is covered in scars, needs to be taken care of,

Bill stayed at the cantilevered wall for three days before the abrasions on Kerr's body healed.

But just as he was about to leave this morning, Bill unexpectedly found himself in a trance.

In a blur, Bill saw a dense mass of overlapping figures.

Shaking his head, Bill didn't know why,

These days, Bill's rest time is very stable, and he doesn't know what strange illness he has, and he gets up in the morning to look at things.

After closing my eyes and resting for most of the morning, this form improved slightly.

A little better, naturally the thousands of figures dispersed, leaving only a few figures.

Bill is now even beginning to wonder if the vague people he saw were ghosts.

Taking two deep breaths, in order to deny his unrealistic conjecture, Bill focused all his attention on one person, and as a result, such a move made him speechless.

In the increasingly clear outline, Bill saw a familiar scene.

The angular black bow, the cold and desolate back,

"This"

Bill was startled, and before he could stop cursing, he shut up again.

Stepping forward, Bill approached the shadow-only demon hunter,

Get up close!

Bill can now be pretty sure that it's really just a phantom

Walking to the front of him nervously, there was the indifferent and ruthless mask of a hundred ghosts, and under the mask, the man stood in place.

"Weird" Bill remembered that he had been standing like this in the place where he had found the underground secret room, and he had been standing stupidly for almost half a day.

"Okay! I'm not going anywhere, see how long you stand! ”

Bill didn't know what he was seeing, but he had a problem with himself, and he still had to be cautious when he didn't figure it out.

In boredom, Bill didn't take care of the people around him, but tried not to distract himself too much, he knew that if he was too distracted, then there would be countless chaotic and overlapping figures in front of him.

As time passed, a terrible thought slowly came to Bill's mind, and it had to do with time.

The power of time

Then what you see may be a picture from I don't know how long ago

The more Bill thought about it, the more shocked he became, how could such a magical ability be possible

What Bill saw, Kerr couldn't see, so he couldn't understand why Bill was always staring at an empty air like Alzheimer's, and a few times, she made trouble directly, but it was always Bill's face solemn and then simply pulled away with his hand.

What Bill wants to see, of course, is whether this guy will move.

Sure enough, the patient wait did not disappoint Bill, and just as the day was about to pass again, that is, under the crimson moon again, the demon hunter still moved.

He quietly turned his neck, then turned his head.

The pale mask on the front, even if it was really dark, Bill could see it very clearly.

"How is that possible?"

The wind all around him was silent for a moment, and the direction facing the witcher was where Bill observed him.

What happened?

Bill's hand froze in place, his mind blank.

The witcher's movements were a bit old-fashioned, and even mechanically stiff when he walked, and his vision did not change after determining the direction, and he walked straight to the rock wall behind Bill.

In addition, the man with Bill's heart palpitations passed through his body when Bill was stunned, and the illusory light and shadow also dispersed.

When Bill turned his head, he couldn't find a trace.

Damn it!

Hell yes.

Bill stood in front of the rock wall in horror, staring at the black stone wall.

The aura here froze for a moment, and Bill was also unaware of it when he observed it with all his might.

Swallowing his saliva, Bill looked at Kerr who was sleeping, and he mustered up his courage.

Rolling up the tattered white sleeves on his arms, Bill looked up the mountain wall, but there were only a few bare yellow weeds.

This rock wall in the dead corner is not very high, not even more than five meters, and it is full of potholes and strange rocks, and it should not be too difficult to climb up.

Without any climbing tools in his hands, Bill chose a place to start with his bare hands.

In his life, Bill has never climbed a mountain!

In order to go up, he had to be careful and careful, although more than five meters is not high, but if he falls, it is estimated that it will be comfortable enough.

On the cold mountain wall, Bill grabbed the irregular edges and corners of the pieces, and groped upwards little by little.

The continuous physical strength supports Bill's climbing body, which is five times the strength of a normal person's body, and in such a difficult situation, Bill has a feeling of being unbearable.

Fortunately, in the end, he still climbed to the top of the rock wall with difficulty in a very strange posture.

If you don't know how to climb the mountain and lack climbing tools, you can only rely on human physical strength to support.

The ability to see in the dark of night allowed Bill to see clearly above as soon as he poked his head out of the rock wall.

Bill nearly slipped in his hand and fell from here.

Fortunately, his physical strength is amazing, grabbing the foot of the mountain and turning over.

Here, too, there is another layer of rocks, with a high cliff, but there are many small holes carved out of the edge of the mountain wall.

And in the open field at the edge of the top,

It was a bloody human corpse that had been poured out, dressed in a capable and short hunting suit, but the dead corpse was propped up on a wooden stake, a head was missing, and the black stone under his feet had been paved with a large area of black blood.

"It's bloody"

In the darkness of the night, Bill saw all of this clearly, and once he had settled his restlessness, he headed straight for the little holes and the dead bodies.

The cavern was empty, but Bill's snort kept a layer of blood lingering as he walked inside, and he was now extremely sensitive to the smell.

Then he walked over to the hapless corpse and leaned down to take a look.

"Unlucky guy"

Bill still has some pity for a hunter who died outside the same race, but this person's head can no longer be found, and Bill can't bury a whole corpse for him.

After a moment of observation at the disgusting bloodstain, he found nothing but Bill, who had dirty his palms.

"Huh?"

Weakly taking two steps back, Bill lay a little depressed among the black rocks on the ground.

I finally found something, but it didn't seem to be of any use to me.

Looking up at the bright blue and deep night, and the light moon with a thin layer of crimson, Bill began to clear his mind again.

It's a pity that the state of seeing people is gone, otherwise Bill should still be able to find some clues.

Could it be that the witcher got into the stone?

What's the situation?

Bill became even more confused.

Is he a monster like the Rock Giant?

Drink-

Then this is still really bizarre.

Thinking about it, Bill couldn't help but laugh at his own thoughts.

"Witcher, yes? He seems to be very powerful."

Bill propped his head in one hand, changed to a comfortable position, and pulled out his dagger again, looking at Sen Han's blade, blowing the small blade with clear words.

"Strength is the most reliable"

"It seems that in addition to the training of special operations pioneers, I also need a stronger test"

"So, let's start with melee combat."

"Train some good life-saving methods!"

The sudden development of the training plan may delay the mission of sending Kerr home again, which is quite a burden

Bill bared his teeth at a loss, remembering the mercy of his subordinates at the beginning, if he had killed him directly, he would have been over a hundred years ago, and he didn't need to be so troublesome now

A brute, it seems, is no different from those animals

"Ahem—what are you thinking?"

Bill shuddered, how could he have such a terrible thought just now! Ke'er is human

"Always killing, am I a cold-blooded demon now?"

His eyes inadvertently swept the headless corpse hanging upside down beside him, and Bill said self-deprecatingly: "Human nature has faded imperceptibly"

"Cold-blooded, is this really cultivating killers?"

"Demacia? How could anyone do such a thing"

If Bill knew that the Special Operations Vanguard was privately formed by the Laurent family, I am afraid that he could easily guess the secret of why the Laurent family and the royal family were at an impasse and the century-old foundation collapsed in an instant.

On the rock face, Bill leaned sideways, looking up at the small piece of foothold.

Above, there are still small sections of irregular rock cliffs.

Will it be on it?

The trace of the demon hunter is gone, then it is likely to be above, no longer on this level, it may be on a higher place.

It's a pity that the eyes can't see the phantom of that state, otherwise Bill would have really climbed up and watched.

Kerr underneath her, even if she no longer has her own vision, Bill can see that she is sleeping peacefully.

It's a good thing to fall asleep, otherwise Bill knows he's going to worry about it again.

When he closed his eyes, the surroundings became quiet, and Bill completely disappeared into the dark world, unnoticed.

The wonderful dark magic energy, which only wrapped Bill's body, and the three small seed energy clusters that were revived again, were even more excited and active in Bill's body.

Throughout the night, Bill immersed himself in his dreamlike world.

The morning light in the valley cast a blurry luster, and when Bill woke up, he found that his perspective was blurred again.

As he had seen yesterday, he had seen something like this, which made Bill even more convinced of his suspicion that the strange scene he had seen had actually happened.

Sure enough, just as Bille had guessed, the longbow hunter appeared coldly at the foot of the mountain, where he had climbed up yesterday.

"Hey! How did you come up?"

It happened as expected, but one night late, with a little snickering, Bill approached briskly to see what the odd creature was up to.

As Bill was about to concentrate on his observations, he saw the witcher's large black bow take off and shoot an arrow at him.

Even though he knew that this person was just a phantom, Bill still had a fine bead of sweat on his forehead.

"It's early in the morning, it's so exciting"

Bill turned his head to see what the witcher had found, or what he wanted to kill.

A row of caves at the foot of the mountain wall, a large number of figures suddenly appeared in Bill's field of vision.

"Is this a cave dwarf?"

The phantom has the proportional outline of the human body, but compared to the height of normal people, they are only about one-third of the height, which is too short.

The caves in the mountains are not of the beasts, but of the dwarves.

But these cave dwarves, Bill doesn't know if they're human.

Just as Bill was looking this way, the witcher stood coldly on the edge of the cliff, drawing his bow and firing in a series of unsightly movements.

Invisible arrows, bursting in large swaths, slaughtered the dwarfs who rushed out of the caves.

There was no sound, only the image of the villains exploding out of thin air.

"How can this be?"

The witcher is like a real killing machine, with high-frequency arrows and explosions, which finally slaughter the dwarves here.

Invisibly, the smell of blood in the air became stronger, and Bill even thought that this should be a merciless purgatory full of flesh and corpses.

The executioner, the witcher was intended by Bill to be such an indifferent label.

There had been a lot of time to kill, the cave dwarves were almost dead, and Bill didn't know why the creature had become so stupid.

At the end, the gray-faced witcher casually took the big bow on his back, and then floated like a ghost to this side of the cave, the black cave, and Bill followed with curiosity.

But before he could use his visual advantage to see what else was hidden inside, he saw the witcher come out with one hand and a monster.

He is said to be a monster because this man looks like a human on the outside, but has the head of a beast.

Bill covered his eyes, and he finally knew who the headless man on the ground was now

Sure enough, the head with the blue-faced fangs and a mouthful of staggered canines was ruthlessly held down by the witcher, and the mechanical steel pincers forced, and the terrible head was torn off alive.

After that, the demon hunter began to pray like a believer, and the headless corpse became his sacrificial object.

The next moment, all the illusory sights disappeared again.

Shaking his head, Bill knew he was seeing something he shouldn't have seen.

Standing in place for a while, Bill saw Kerr's anxious mood and convulsive behavior in his heart.

"Okay—"

Desperately glancing at the headless corpse, Bill silently mourned for the creature, and then rushed to the edge of the cliff and yelled at Kerr.

Ke'er was hunched over, half-kneeling on the ground, looking for something with her head bowed pitifully.

"What are you digging digging! I can still burrow into the ground! You stupid woman! ”

More than five meters high, Bill carefully climbed down the steep crevice again.

Only then did she see that Kerr was already tearful and covered with a layer of mist, and when she saw Bill appear, she gave up her strange behavior of pulling weeds and digging pits.

"Alright, alright! It's so frightening to see you."

Habitually hugged Keer, patted her back gently, and comforted her worried heart.

Kerr is like a child to Bill, a complete drag oil bottle,

Kerr hugged Bill tightly, and under that frightened expression, as if something happened to a dead man today, he hugged Bill tightly with both hands, and he didn't let go for a while.

The soft and elastic female body is messily exposed to Bill's field of vision, and the white rabbit, a girl who is full of touch and provocativeness, is tightly succumbed to Bill's nose under oppression.

Naturally, Bill's body warmed up.

In a state of confusion, Bill consciously remembered the crazy and indulgent night before he and Gina parted, and remembered the scene when the petite and cute girl gave everything to himself willingly.

"If it's cleaned, maybe it's a good beauty."

Bill shook his head, no longer letting this woman hold him so tightly, and with a little force in his hand, he pushed her far away.

"Stay away from me, I can't stand it!"

Seeing that Kerr still wanted to come forward for intimacy, Bill's tone suddenly rose high, and then he supported himself with one hand between the two to free up the distance.

But Bill's obvious gesture was directly ignored by Kerr.

As if he had found a haven from the wind, Bill's hand became Kerr's trophy without suspense.

Holding Bill's arm tightly, Ke'er rubbed his body repeatedly, refusing to let go.

Under Bill's gaze, Kerr became hopeless, and in desperation, the distance between the two was shortened a lot again.

"Silly woman, you have a bit of self-esteem and hobbies, isn't it?"

With his other hand, Bill twisted her bewildered head in front of him, and then raised an eyebrow in dissatisfaction.

The answer he got instantly made Bill sane.

Kerr hugged Bill's arm affectionately, looked at Bill's expression, and took the initiative to bury his face in his chest, like a sweet and lovely little cake, waiting for his beloved to watch and enjoy.

The tattered clothes of the two made the two inadvertently have a further skin intersection, although the appearance is also dirty, but the fact that Keer is a woman cannot be denied.

Bill, who can be regarded as a conservative person, is a continuation of the previous world.

The kind of rich and powerful man with a group of beautiful concubines, Bill never thought about it.

And in this way, it was the first time for him to meet a woman in his arms.

Kerr's world, there is no religious faith, no secular concepts, and no evolved human civilization, if he is a normal person, Bill knows that he still has a chance to explain two sentences, or, again, choose to accept.

But

A civilized man, and an uncivilized barbarian

What is this?

Two people who don't intersect, in Bill's mind, even if he sells this woman as a monkey, it's not too much, although he can't do such a thing.

The two of them were tired of being on the ground for a long time, and Bill had to let go of his own inherent concepts, and joked with Kerr provocatively.

"Or? Isn't it good to be a private pet? ”

Bill bared his teeth and smiled at the unaware Kerr, who she couldn't read.

"I don't know, if you put on a normal girl's outfit, do you look like a woman?"

"The victor has the right to dispose of the spoils of war, if you don't speak, I will agree"