Chapter 471: Swallow Elixir

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Mu Shaoan agreed very happily.

At this time, the bald man also made enough money, so naturally he would not refuse, and after cleaning up, the two of them left the town at nightfall, and in order to buy time, they had to get rid of the swamp witch overnight.

In fact, this terrain is similar to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, but most of it has not been developed, and the human beings living here are only concentrated in some areas where conditions permit, so there are large areas of wilderness, plus wild beasts are infested, monsters are raging, and there are legendary witches and warlocks and the like, in short, it completely gives people a semi-desolate appearance.

The mission of the demon hunter of the cat faction was about twenty miles northwest of the town, where there was a river, and on both sides of the river was an alluvial plain, and the land was fertile, and it had always been the best fertile land for the town and the five or six nearby villages to survive and grow their crops.

In the past, there were fishermen in this river who fished and harvested a lot, of course, water ghosts are inevitable, and occasionally unlucky people die, so it's good to endure it.

However, since a year ago, the situation has changed, and I don't know what happened, but the water quality of this small river has changed, from the original clear to the bottom to the muddy and foul smell, the fish and shrimp in the river are decreasing, not to mention, the river water is also polluting the land and crops.

You said that occasionally one or two people were dragged away by water ghosts, and everyone could bear it, who told us to take our lives, but the land was polluted, and the crops could not be planted, which was fatal.

So the town and the farmers of several nearby villages joined forces, and under the leadership of a knight, they scraped together two hundred gold crowns and called in demon hunters to solve the problem.

Professionals, after the bald man came, he walked around a few times and came to the conclusion that it was a swamp witch, except for the swamp witch, in such an environment, there are no monsters that can pollute the water quality.

But unfortunately, the bald man also found out that this swamp witch who suddenly appeared seemed to be related to the lady of the forest, so he was quite entangled.

Because according to legend, the Lady of the Forest lived in the deepest part of the Mighty Marsh, and they were able to control everything, whether it was birds, beasts, fish, insects, in fact, it was, whether it was a water ghost, a swamp witch, or any little goblin, they all had to obey the orders of the Lady of the Forest.

In addition, there are more human beings who worship the lady of the forest, and every spring and summer at the turn of spring, a grand gift festival is held in the distant Nylan Mountain, which is actually a living sacrifice to trick young and beautiful boys and girls into eating them.

It sounds more like the wicked old witch from Grimm's fairy tales.

The bald man just gave Mu Shaoan a few words, which was enough for him to figure out the reason, after all, he had made the background of the game "The Witcher" very clear before.

So he could also feel the hesitation and jealousy in the bald man's heart.

"It's definitely a tough battle, and the mud sprayed by the swamp witch is so poisonous that ordinary people can't bear it, so are you sure you're going to hold on?"

Coming to the river, the bald demon hunter asked again.

"Hehe, Your Excellency Demon Hunter, you don't have to worry about me, I was killed from the battlefield, I don't believe that anything can happen to my heavy shield, if you have to worry, you might as well give me a few swallow potions." โ€

Mu Shaoan said with great ease, to be honest, he was also afraid of the bald man's demon hunter senses that were better than him, purely in terms of strength, he was even confident to defeat him, not just a random demon hunter would be as powerful as the protagonist White Wolf.

And the white wolf Geralt has lived for more than a hundred years, how rich is his combat experience and skills?

At the moment, this demon hunter of the cat faction, just looking at his shy appearance, is far from Geralt.

That white wolf brother is now the palace security advisor of the Temerian Kingdom, and he dares not to salute the Emperor of Nilfgaard, Nhil, not to mention that his girlfriends are all S-class mages and warlocks, which is a world of difference.

"Swallow Elixir, you still know Swallow Elixir, it seems that you have a lot of knowledge, however, I only have one swallow potion on me, I hope you can understand, the potion and sword oil refined by our demon hunters are a lot of expenses, but if this time goes well, I can give you the recipe for the swallow potion, if you dare to take it." โ€

Speaking of this, the bald man changed the topic, this guy is really stingy, but it is estimated that he is also so poor, and Mu Shaoan doesn't care.

"The swamp witch's lair is generally built deep in the mud underground, of course we can't get in, but if we attack all the way, once the swamp witch finds out that something is wrong, it is likely to escape, so we have to lure it out first, and I already know the specific range of its activities, just in a shallow shoal more than ten miles upstream of this river, when the time comes, you only need to deal with the water ghosts, but you have to be careful that the sons of the evil ghosts attack in groups, your armor, well, well, your heavy shield plus armor is indeed the best defense, anyway, when the time comes, act when the time comesใ€‚ โ€

After a rough order, the two continued to walk cautiously.

At this time, you can see the gap, although Mu Shaoan is already tiptoeing as much as possible, saying that his basic body and basic footwork are all full value, this is not a vegetarian, but compared to the demon hunters of this cat faction, the gap can be at least twice as bad.

Really, this made Mu Shaoan vomit blood, and at the same time, he was also pondering, and then he had to find a way to get some tricks from this bald man, which was a lot of benefits.

A moment later, the two of them had already taken advantage of the night to come to the shallows beside the river, which was actually on the opposite bank, on low ground, and there were many trickles of water flowing into the river, and the origin of these streams was a swamp on the shoal, and it was estimated that the river was polluted in this way.

At this time, there were seven or eight swarthy figures patrolling around the shallows, and at first glance they were really no different from normal people, but when you walked in, you would know that they were water ghosts, and they were also the husbands of swamp witches.

The bald man and Mu Shaoan glanced at each other silently, and then stopped talking nonsense, and as soon as the bald man's right hand was raised, he pulled the trigger on a delicate chain crossbow, only to see three silver lights flashing, and the three water ghosts dozens of meters away fell silently.

Mithril Bolts!

It's a big deal, the damage is extremely high, but the cost is also high, a Mithril crossbow arrow like this can cost a hundred gold crowns, no way, the demon hunters have a lot of strange things all over their bodies, all of them have to be piled up with gold, otherwise they wouldn't be so keen on taking on various tasks.

It's really not okay to have no money.

However, Mu Shao'an was also full of energy at this moment, and at the moment after the three Mithril crossbow arrows killed the three water ghosts, he also pulled out the wooden spear behind his back and threw it four times in a row, shooting all the other four water ghosts who had just reacted to the head.

But before he could show a smug smile, the next second his face was ugly.

That's right, the strength and angle of his four wooden spears are perfect, and the headshot is real, but the ghost knows why the four water ghosts are not dead after stumbling a little!

I'll rub it!

What are you doing?

"Hehe, these monsters have a lot of immunity to normal attacks, and if you want to kill them, you'll have to put a little more effort into it, but your spear-throwing method is much stronger than that of ordinary Nilfgaard soldiers. โ€

The bald man smiled proudly, and then he pulled out the silver sword behind his back, like a wild cat, and swooped up, only to see the afterimage flowing, silver like the moon, and the four water ghosts were cut off in the blink of an eye.

Swirling Sword Dance?

Damn, it's the standard skill of demon hunters, and it seems that this bald man is also full of pride.

Mu Shaoan snorted in his heart, took off the immortal heavy shield, and rushed up to retrieve the wooden spear, and the bald man also carefully retrieved the three Mithril crossbow arrows, yes, no one said whom.

This shoal can only be regarded as the outer edge of the swamp, the two of them stopped for a while, and then continued to walk, but the smell of fishy decay became more and more serious, and when you look at the ground, there are no aquatic plants left, all of them are rotten black soil, and when you step on it, bubbles rise.

At this time, the bald man looked east and west, and from time to time he picked up a handful of dirt and smelled it, he didn't say anything, but his expression was a little gloomy.

There were also water ghosts popping up along the way, but none of them posed much of a threat.

But when I entered the swamp about two miles ahead, a layer of white mist wafted in the swamp ahead, and occasionally rotten houses and trees could be seen in the white mist, as if a year ago it was still very beautiful.

"We can't move any further, this thing has changed its flavor, and I've been deceived by those mud legs again!"

The bald man is a little angry.

"What's going on?"

"This is the Lady of the Woods who have come to punish the peasants of this area, and they must have angered the Lady of the Woods in some way, and the Lady of the Woods, who is said to know everything, knows everything, and sent out the Swamp Witch to destroy everything they have, and these cunning mud-legs, if we go on, the consequences will not be good. โ€

Hearing this, Mu Shaoan also understood, there is indeed such a setting in the background of the game, but, this kind of thing, it's none of his business, he is now pressed for time, since this cat sect demon hunter is not as righteous as Geralt, it is simply better, anyway, those farmers only need to hand over one of their ears, and the lady of the forest will naturally be angry.

Seven or eight years later, Geralt and Ciri, the pig's foot, took out the three disgusting old witches.

But as soon as Mu Shaoan thought so, before he could speak, he heard a silver bell-like laughter ringing in front of him, and the white mist around him also moved quickly as if it had life.

And looking at the bald guy next to him, his face was already as white as snow.

"Yesโ€”it's the Lady of the Woods!"