"Quinn!"

I don't know how much more exquisite than my apprentice's seal.

Perhaps because of his own insight and mental vision, Bolton could not think of many strange uses of the French seal.

However, a solid foundation can naturally bring tangible gains to his original functions of the Fa Yin.

An orange-yellow mana shield spawns in the blink of an eye.

More solid than Lan's, and more resistant to physical attacks.

If the three evil ghosts just pounced on this Quinn shield, most of them would become "stickers on the wall".

However, in Bolton's congested cat's eyes, two arrows, one long and one short, arrived one after another.

The long one was from the longbow, and after hitting the shield, it "crackled".

The orange-yellow shield was suddenly overloaded and shattered.

The power of the longbow is far more powerful than the portrayal of movies, television, and games.

A battlefield longbow that focuses on continuous output and is not too high in pounds, but also has the ability to nail through modern iron sheets in a dozen steps.

It is an indisputable fact that the human body, or the body of a demon hunter, is powerless and weak in the face of steel.

The Quinn Fayin could only block a single bow and arrow with all his might, but there was no frustration in Pordon's eyes.

This result is reasonable and lucky.

The longbowman is very skilled, and his arrows are straight to Pordon's throat!

The Witcher's School armor is not equipped with a throat guard.

If you are hit by a bow and arrow, the fate will be no different from that of an ordinary farmer.

Sharp arrows pierce through skin, muscles, cartilage, blood vessels, and trachea, and then scrape through the bones and emerge from the other side.

Demon hunters are physically tougher than humans, but with the gap between steel and flesh, this "exceedance" is no different from non-existence.

The longbow's arrow is blocked by Quinn, giving Bolton precious time to react.

In front of the crossbow arrows, which were faster and more powerful, but came later because they were fired later, the man reluctantly raised his arm.

"Ding!"

Loud metal crashing sounds.

The bolt collided directly with Pordon's metal arm guard and was bounced off!

The thick arm shook.

Crossbow arrows are more powerful tools of warfare than bows and arrows, and can even pierce through plate armor several millimeters thick.

Its strength, even if attenuated by the bracers, was enough to leave large bruises on the witcher's wrists.

If you change to a piece of armor that is almost good, the crossbow arrow will go straight into the flesh!

But...... Pain can't affect the Witcher fight!

The raised wrist reached behind his back, and a clear steel sword was unsheathed in the friction of steel.

The Xiong School's specially strengthened physique and strength made this steel sword go from unsheath to slashing in less than half a second!

The air was whimpering, and the sharp steel slashed straight at the bushes at his side.

Even with a hasty slash with a bruised arm, Bolton's swordsmanship was solid and terrifying.

His blade tendons are stable and the direction is precise, ensuring the lethality of the blade to the greatest extent.

If an ordinary person were to fight against him, this sword would be enough to divide life and death.

But only if that ordinary person ...... Shields are not allowed.

The shield is the greatest protection in the fight.

"Bang!"

The treated wooden shield made a loud muffled sound.

The bushes had been slightly parted by Bolton's sword wind, but there were still a lot of branches and leaves like vegetables pressed against a cutting board.

Severed between the blade and the shield, the sap splattered.

The captain of a four-man law enforcement squad, a seasoned Temerian sword and shield soldier.

At this time, on his shield, the white lily emblem had been branded with a deep sword mark.

With the experience of a veteran, a confrontational stance should have been rock-solid.

Because it was supposed to be the use of the shield that pressed the center of gravity and weight forward in the confrontation of the legion.

Unless the other party can push the weight of his whole person and the weight of the armor sideways, don't try to shake this posture.

But in this hasty sword...... He really backed away!

A pair of cloudy eyes widened, and the look of surprise was as if he had seen a demon spirit with his own eyes!

He had traveled far and wide, but he had never met a demon hunter, let alone fought them.

His medieval imagination was too poor to accept that a humanoid creature could burst out with such power.

I can't imagine how this mutant freak found him hiding in the bushes.

But the battle has begun, whether you can imagine it or not, you have to fight to the end!

A one-handed sword used with a shield sprang out against the edge of the wooden shield.

Like a vicious snake.

The target is Bolton's sword.

The law enforcement captain has a lot of experience, and the difference in length between a one-handed sword and a half-handed sword, plus the difference in his reach with Boldon.

So that he must not be able to threaten the other party's flesh.

Then simply tap the opponent's sword blade, disrupt the enemy's offensive rhythm, and if you're lucky, you can even distort the enemy's center of gravity!

His plan reveals the old spice of a veteran.

But the reason why demon hunters are able to hunt monsters is largely because they have the ability to cast spells.

One hand holds a sword, but the other hand of the bearded man has been arranged into a handprint of Qiyi.

The lips under the thick beard twitched: "Alder! ”

"Bang !!"

The translucent shock wave smashed on the shield in an instant, and the shield, which already had sword marks, actually broke into two directly along the crack after a "click"!

The Alpha Seal is a spiritual impact.

The captain of law enforcement staggered unbalanced, his wrists swaying in the air.

A stone carved in the shape of a turtle comes out of the cuff.

"Turtle Stone...... Stupidity. ”

To the east of Bol is like an iceberg.

Magic is a scarce resource, a service that can only be enjoyed by princes and nobles, or wealthy merchants.

But in this world, it is as if every farmer who is digging in the field, and every herdsman who milks his cows and grazes his sheep, swears that his doom and miserable life are caused by magic.

The lack of fertility of the land, the sickness of cows, and the loss of sheep must all be the work of magic.

This is fear and denigration born out of ignorance.

As a result, rumors about "breaking magic" and "banning magic" are flying all over the world.

From the crowing of a rooster to the feet of a rabbit...... To name a few, where there is demand, there is a market.

And the most famous is the "turtle stone".

Even many aristocrats and politicians who don't have much contact with magic are deeply convinced of this.

Not to mention the few ordinary soldiers in front of him.

But the truth is that the only thing that can compete with magic is the gold of magic resistance.

The eyes of the sword and shield soldier flashed with disbelief and panic, two mixed emotions mixed with complex feelings.

He was already out of balance, and with Bolton's swordsmanship, all he needed to do was slash the opponent's throat with the tip of his thin sword.

The flesh will open out, and the blood vessels will be cut in two.

Under the stress contraction of the muscles, the blood vessels that were originally in the neck are directly drawn into the chest cavity.

Massive hemorrhage.

Even if a mage is present, he can't save the hemorrhage.

But just as he was about to make this stroke, his solid and steady swordsmanship suddenly stopped.

Then the strong man, like an upright brown bear, stepped on a light step and jumped directly out of his original position.

And in the next moment, two arrows "swished" through the air there.

The sword and shield soldier took advantage of the moment to stabilize his center of gravity, and half a shield was in front of him.

Except for the fact that the shield area was half smaller, and the people were a little panicked, it was no different from the beginning of the battle.

This is the one-to-many dilemma, a four-person law enforcement team, each of whom will not survive a round in front of Pordon.

But now, not to mention killing, it's hard to even deal effective damage.

A strong man with light steps, at this time Superman's hearing comes into play, and someone is about to rush out of the bushes behind him.

Listening to the sound of grass and trees being scraped, he is a man with a long weapon.

Long weapon, and a difficult opponent.

At this time, even with Boldon's combat effectiveness, a heavy crisis was felt.

He made a quick decision and began to call out to his apprentice.

"Lanne! Go slaughter those two shooters! Just behind the stones on the small slope in front, behind the bushes! ”

Lane is his own "Accidental Child", and in ancient legends, there is a deep fateful connection between the "Accidental Child" and his adopters.

The fates of both will make a huge difference for each other in the dark.

And after the mutation of the Demon Hunter, he also lost most of his emotional fluctuations like a standard Bear School Demon Hunter.

They are of the same kind.

A kind of people whose fates are linked.

At this moment, of course, Bolton would believe in his apprentice.

His sword is broken, and it can't deal with monsters and witchers, but it's enough to deal with humans.

And now Lan En was standing in front of the halberd soldier, the halberd soldier who was originally full of confidence in the turtle stone, but at this moment he was frightened but courageously faced the young man's cat's eye.

The palms of the hands holding the halberd were sweating.

Because the young man in front of him, the emotionless face, was almost the same as the erect brown bear not far away.

Lan En responded to his mentor without looking back.

"Okay, teacher."

Bolton got a response, and he had already begun to mobilize his muscles, preparing to take the opportunity to force the sword and shield soldiers in front of him.

The young man pulled the mangled Willen sword from his back.

And just as the halberd soldier swallowed a mouthful of saliva to relieve the tension.

"I'm here to ...... 'help' you!"

The first few words are like an iceberg, but in the last voice - the lava beneath the iceberg is revealed!

Twist your waist and shake your hands!

The muscles and bones strengthened by the potion burst out inch by inch!

The Willen sword, whose gauntlet was already dangling, pierced the air with a sound even more terrifying than a crossbow, and went straight to the back of Boldon's heart!