Chapter 430: The Witcher
The giant hand that shimmered with golden light and looked like a white jade carving smashed the purple crescent formed by the Rhythm of Time and Moon and smashed it towards Stephen with unabated momentum. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
After seeing the magic cast by Rafal, Gabriela's face became a little more solemn, and she frowned and thought, "Sure enough, but since it is a summoning magic, then it will definitely not be the Immortal Scepter or the Ring of Seven Stars." In that case, the only thing she could have gotten was the Book of Truth or the Elder Scrolls. It's troublesome, such an important thing was taken by an ordinary person, and it seems that we have to find a way to get it back......"
And the powerful magic cast by Rafal also shocked all the onlookers.
Seeing the big golden hand smashing towards him, Stephen summoned several starlight blasts in succession with an ugly face.
Due to the large size of this giant hand, he was not afraid of the Starlight Blast missing, but the Starlight Blast with a power comparable to that of a mid-level mid-level magic smashed into the golden giant hand and did not produce any effect.
The expression on Rafal's face remained unchanged, but she laughed secretly in her heart, this magic she had tried several times, and if the attack strength did not reach the power level, it would definitely not be able to break this giant hand.
Stephen is strong, at least out of the sixteen players who have passed the first three trials, he will definitely be in the middle of the table, but when faced with this completely out-of-spec giant, he has nothing to do.
As everyone in the audience thought, the giant hand had unrivaled power, crushing all the magic Stephen had unleashed, and then slapping him to the ground.
If Rafal hadn't deliberately controlled his power at the end, maybe Stephen would have died under this slap.
"How's it going? I'm winning!" Rafal waved his hand and shouted at the referee after making sure Stephen couldn't stand up.
Unexpectedly, this battle ended so quickly, and the silver-haired elf referee came down from the stage and carefully checked Stephen's situation, and after making sure that he was unable to continue the fight, he loudly announced Rafal's victory.
After watching Rafal's battle, Sylvia, who was chatting with several young girls, still had a smile on her face, but she felt a little worried in her heart.
"Huh...... Unexpectedly, this girl was not only a disciple of the soul, but also possessed such a terrifying magic herself. I don't know what the name of this magic is, but judging by the power and complexity of the spell, it must be ancient magic. Trouble, I should be against her in the next battle, and if I don't use a few real strengths, maybe I will really be planted in her hands!"
Of course, when Rafal returned, Sylvia congratulated her with a smile on her face, while Rafal looked at the imposter in front of her with a calm face as usual and congratulated her with fake affection, but she was thinking about how to debunk his situation.
"Hmm...... Is it finally almost me?" Cyril sighed as he looked at the two figures coming out of the gates on both sides of the field, a little helplessly in his thoughts.
He didn't expect that he would be ranked in the last game in this first round, but now it is finally his turn.
Holding her arms and holding up the two plump balls on her chest, the tight leather armor that Lisana was wearing revealed her sexy figure, and the male audience sitting on the stage immediately boiled over, and the shouts were louder than the previous ones.
"Okay, then the first contestant in the seventh game is Lisana Windchaser, a witcher from a small town called Rogue Town in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Thalia!"
"Witcher? Did he just say Witcher?"
"No, is the witcher profession still available? Maybe the referee made a mistake!"
After hearing that Lishana's profession was a witcher, the surrounding audience was stunned, compared to Lishana's figure, they obviously cared more about Lishana's profession.
The Witcher may not sound like a very strong class, but it's actually one of the strongest classes that has been handed down since ancient times.
Demon hunters, also known as demon hunters, have their own unique demon hunting power, which is a special power integrated into the magic power, which can deal well with the vast number of logarithms, and can basically cause extremely strong damage to all creatures.
Of course, the Demon Hunter is not only aimed at demons and evil species, the first appearance of the Demon Hunter profession was almost a hundred thousand years ago, when the entire main plane was in darkness, the continent was full of wars, and the people fought for their lives every day.
Now, as one of the largest races in the continent, almost one-third of the human race in the main plane was only able to survive at that time.
At that time, the entire continent was dominated by dwarves with forging technology that led all races, dwarves with their own unique magical technology and wisdom to drive all things, and the beast tribes with a large number and great strength themselves.
As for the power of the elves at that time, although they were also very strong, the elves back then were no different from the current elves, they basically hid in the mountains or old forests, and did not ask about the world all year round.
At that time, because the human race itself did not have any unique abilities and physical fitness was not very strong, it was resold as slaves by various races at that time.
And at this time, the hero who saved the human race appeared, his name was remembered by no one, but he relied on his excellent magic talent and unparalleled wisdom to uniquely study a set of demon hunting methods.
This powerful professional carefully studied the body structure of humans and the body structure of the elves, and in addition to the oppressed humans at the time, the only people who could use the power of demon hunting were the elves who were friendly with the human race and never treated humans as slaves.
In addition to targeting demons, the power of demon hunting can also cause powerful damage to all races except humans and elves.
A wooden dagger covered in demon-hunting power, it can easily pierce through steel armor forged by a dwarven master.
The ferocious and cruel Red Dragon Clan is also helpless to be beheaded under the bow and arrow that covers the power of demon hunting, and even the blood clan whose power faintly covers the entire continent and vainly wants to rule the entire world can only bow down when faced with the power of demon hunting.
However, with the continuous growth of the human race, this cultivation is not only extremely difficult, but the success rate is ridiculously low, and the power of demon hunting that is not proportional to the reward is naturally not cultivated.
Since the human race that created the power of demon hunting can rarely continue to cultivate the power of demon hunting, let alone the elf clan who have about their own clan and these several secret legends, so since 10,000 years ago, there have basically been no demon hunters on the continent.
Elrond, who was sitting on the judging stand, also had a shocked expression on his face at this time, and his shocked appearance now was no worse than Gabriela who had just seen the golden giant hand.
Of course, what shocked Elrond was not the reappearance of witchers on the continent, after all, although ordinary people didn't know about it, these high-level figures still knew it very well, and various human countries and elves were still secretly training a team of witchers.
What really shocked Elrond was Lisanna's surname, as I said before, among the several major races of elves, each race has its own few noble surnames, just like green leaves are the surnames of the royal family of forest elves.
The two most honorable surnames among the High Elves are the Sunwalker and the Windranger, of which the Sunwalker is the Imperial Shield, that is, the royal family of the High Elves, and the Windranger is the Sword of the Empire.
"How is that possible? How can a child of the Windranger clan be left to the outside world and I don't know it?" Without much thought, as a member of the Windrunner clan, Elrond was confident that he could recognize every junior in his family, but this Lishana he had never heard of.
Touching the beard on his chin, Elrond frowned and thought, "No, if she were a child of the Windranger clan, then the annual bloodline ritual would definitely search for her, what the hell is going on?"
The bloodline ritual is a unique characteristic culture of the High Elves, who will divide the noble and lowly of each family according to the amount of magic contained in the bloodline.
And when the bloodline ritual is carried out, the three remaining demigod-level elders of the High Elves will be tested through the Tree of Nature, and the power of the bloodline of the High Elves of the entire continent will be displayed in front of their eyes.
In other words, these three elders were able to find out exactly any pure-blooded High Elf who was still alive on the continent.
And the Windranger family itself also has unwritten rules, as one of the two most noble clans among the High Elves, they forbid their descendants to go out to disgrace their own family, and the descendants of the Windranger family are not allowed to travel alone when their strength has not entered the power level.
"Wait...... If the three elders hadn't discovered this situation, which meant that they had never detected the existence of this girl, could it be ...... She's not a pureblood?"
However, even if she is not a pure-blood, Lishana must be the High Elf side who accounts for the majority, because she looks and breathes like a real High Elf.
Ignoring the heated discussion of the surrounding audience, Lishana tugged at the ends of her hair and looked at the enemy opposite her with a slightly wild look.
"It's funny, I didn't expect to be able to do my job when I came to the tryouts, it's so interesting. ”