Legend has it that when evil spirits approach you, even on a hot day when the sun is shining, you will still feel the biting cold for no reason.

Obviously, like many other rumors, this is also false.

Or should I say, not accurate enough.

During the day, the Wisp's body is extremely hot, and when she stays somewhere, she is even able to scorch the weeds around her.

Huck knew this very well, surrounded by four spirits, his forehead was sweating, and his whole body was hot, half nervous, half really hot.

Fortunately, the crossbow arrow easily solved an illusion, so easily that even the witchers were a little surprised.

It was only then that he noticed that those clone illusions were obviously much slower, neither turning into virtual bodies, nor dodging attacks, or even actively attacking.

They just walked around in circles singing and dancing around themselves at a fixed drifting speed, as if they were completely immersed in the dance.

From a distance, it seems that several girls with long hair and fluttering white skirts are dancing happily, and there is a bit of a fairyland feeling under the white mist.

Of course, he would not have this illusion for the witcher who saw their faces clearly and was being roasted by the fire.

The image of the demon spirit during the day was too terrifying, even disgusting, and he didn't want to look at it for a moment.

The witcher, who had discovered the weakness of the doppelganger's phantom, no longer hesitated, and he chased after one of them in a few steps, and with a wave of his silver sword, he slashed the other party into pieces in the sky.

After swinging his sword, he didn't stop for a moment, and rushed head-on towards another clone in the direction of the phantom's rotation...

Syllable~

The last phantom was stabbed by the silver sword, and like a balloon punctured by a needle, it turned into countless fragments and disappeared into the air.

With the annihilation of the last doppelganger, Huck could clearly perceive that the feeling of a constant loss of life force was gone.

With a terrible and terrifying wail, the invisible daytime spirit reappeared, and she angrily pounced on the witcher, but she pounced on it.

The demon spirit's injuries have improved by half, and in just a dozen seconds just now, all the life force absorbed by the doppelganger phantom has been transferred to the main body, and a large number of injuries have been repaired.

The daytime wraith immediately turned back to find its prey, but to her surprise, the witcher did not reappear behind her, as she expected.

Looking around blankly, there was no one in sight, and the difficult and annoying human was completely gone.

The spirit let out an angry wail from the unsuccessful search for her prey, and with nowhere to vent her anger, she turned to the gate, her hollow eyes bursting with a burst of green light, and she was ready to find out her anger at the human who had been chattering crookedly all along.

At the gate, the door frame was crooked, the door panel was toppling, a cloud drifted by, a few bushes of horsetail grass swayed gently in the wind, and there were still any human figures.

After killing the last Phantom, Huck immediately used the Mist Stealth skill to hide his figure and took a few steps sideways, causing the subsequent Wisp attacks to miss.

The beprecies were only a few steps away from him, and when she realized that she couldn't find the enemy, she immediately switched forms and turned into an imaginary body again.

1 second

2 seconds

3 seconds...

The witcher remained motionless, and when his mana was full, he quickly sketched the seal of Ardennes and pressed it down.

Sensing the fluctuation of the magic power behind him, the day demon spirit that turned around was immediately restrained by the binding circle and forcibly converted back to its physical form.

Seeing the witcher who reappeared 2 meters away due to the spell casting, she immediately rushed over with a wail.

However, the magic circle slowed down her speed, and as soon as she was within 2 meters, a ball of flame erupted head-on.

Igni's flames drowned the spirit, and the orange flames leaped over her, and although there was no burnt taste, the pain of the spirit's burning could still be seen in her frantic writhing body.

At this time, she was in the magic circle, unable to transform her virtual body, and could only let the ruthless flames burn her body.

During the day, the banshee's ondol was quite high, and the flames did not do much substantial damage, but she fell into a panic because of the pain, which gave the hunter a perfect opportunity.

The witcher didn't let her suffer for long, and the swift and ferocious silver sword slashed at her again, dealing full damage with all its might.

"Ah~"

This time the wraith could not escape again, and after letting out a desperate wail, it flickered a few times and disappeared without a trace.

The silver sword was retracted, and the witcher did not immediately relax.

He habitually used his supersensory sense to perceive his surroundings, and only after making sure that it was safe did he sit on the ground.

It's finally over!

Geralt quietly walked in through the doorway, and he patted Huck on the shoulder with satisfaction, and exclaimed, "Yes, yes!" ”

"You're not afraid that I'll miss it?"

The young witcher looked at the irresponsible temporary part-time teacher with a sad expression, a little angry in his heart.

"Witchers don't die in bed, sooner or later they will die on the battlefield, what's the difference between an earlier day and a day later?"

"Well, you have a good point, I'm speechless!"

"Don't worry" Seeing Huck's disgruntled face, Geralt patted him on the shoulder again, "I know in my heart that I won't let you die, at most, that is, a serious injury, one less arm, one missing leg or something." ”

"......" Huck took the initiative to end the topic and asked about the next steps, "What now?" ”

"You should tell me what we should do next!"

The white wolf looked at the young witcher who was still holding back a breath of anger and kicked the ball back.

The young witcher didn't answer right away, he crouched down and looked at the place where the demon had disappeared during the day.

The ground was pitch black after the burning, and the weeds on the grass were turned into black ash above the roots, and there was nothing on the ground except black ash and dirt.

The absence of wreckage means that the daytime wraith is not really dead.

The remains of the wraiths are different from other creatures in that when they die, they quickly burn into ashes, leaving behind a pile of green glittering substance, a sand-like substance called evil spirit dust.

In addition to the evil spirit dust, if you are lucky, you will also have a chance to get a crystal-like mutation inducer.

"The fact that there is no evil spirit dust left behind means that this mutant demon who can scare enemies with its wails is not dead" Huck clapped his hands and stood up, looking around the abandoned village, "We can't destroy Tsubaki until we find the 'Tsubaki' who binds her here." ”

Tsubaki is an item that has a strong emotional meaning for the demon spirit, and it is also where its obsession lies, and this kind of item is generally a personal thing, or it may be something that the demon spirit cherished during his lifetime. ”

"Normally, this item would have been near the place of its death," Huck looked at the misty village with some apprehension, "Tsubaki might be small, just a ring or a hairpin." ”

He thought for a moment before he looked at the white wolf and said:

"My suggestion is to search the mill at once, to find her bones and the tsubaki in which she was imprisoned.

If we can find these things, if we can't, we need to try to get something that can prove the identity of the daytime demon spirit, find out what the hell is going on here, and the matter will be solved. ”

After listening to the young witcher's inferences and plans, Geralt laughed, his smile filled with relief, "In that case, what are we waiting for?" ”