The next day, just as in Oredon, Rann woke up from the village elder's house.

But unlike the water-haunting ghosts on Oredon's side, this village has a sinister presence that can attract Nether Dogs. Lan En didn't let himself go on the [Memory Dive] as usual when he slept last night.

Early in the morning, before the sun was too high, Lan En had already packed his equipment and walked on the ridge of the field that had been abandoned for two years.

This ridge is not far from the village, and even when you turn your head, you can see cooking smoke rising from the chimney of the village, at most seven or eight hundred meters.

Disturbing daytime demons at this distance can indeed scare the entire village into sillows.

About half a kilometer in the opposite direction of the village is already the corner of the Brockleon Forest.

"Okay, let me see"

Lan En's boots with plate armor on the outside did not hesitate to step on this field that had been dried up and cracked.

There is a 'click' sound of dry clods being trampled.

The field, which has been abandoned for two years, is not allowed to be cultivated by monsters, but it has not developed into an overgrown state.

Obviously, there is no shortage of water here, and there is even a large forest not far away. But the fields seem to be dry all year round.

"Supernatural powers, no doubt."

Lan En muttered, crouching down and pinching a handful of hardened clods, then standing up and looking around.

Beyond the ridges is a lush weedy ground.

He walked for a while and came to the corpses in the field.

This is the only one killed, the widower. He had died two years earlier when the demon had first appeared, and until now no one had dared to take the risk to come and collect his bones.

After exposing the corpse to the wilderness for two years, it stands to reason that only white bones should remain.

But now, the dry and dehydrated muscles and skin are clinging to his skeleton, and the clothes and tissues on his body are in a state that looks more weathered than biodegraded.

Asking Lan to describe it is like having just dug it out of a pyramid.

The pharaoh's mummies' dehydration techniques were not as good as this.

With a calm face, Lan En took out the keel dagger and began to make a "Caracalla" gesture on the dry and crispy corpse.

"Did he have a muscle dissolution before he died, and he was forced to exercise beyond the limit, causing the muscle fibers to collapse and Dance of the Wisps to death?"

The tip of the Valyrian steel knife seemed to have been lifted from parchment, revealing the muscular remains within.

Lan's knowledge of biochemistry made it easy to recognize the signs of muscle dissolution.

There are all kinds of signs, so that Lan En has been sure that the type of demon spirit entrenched here is the daytime demon spirit.

"Mentos, retrieve the monster information, I remember that the demon spirit will not be far away from his corpse during the day?"

Lan En half-crouched in front of the corpse, but his eyes began to search for marks on the ground around him.

"Sir, daytime spirits are not trapped around their own corpses. According to the information, what keeps them wandering is the resentment left in the land of death. This is not necessarily a burial ground, but it must be the scene of the crime. ”

"Thanks for the correction."

Lane was mentally satisfied with Mentos' correction, and on the other hand, he was trying to use his transcendent senses to see if he could catch the clues from two years ago.

It's a bit unrealistic, but always try.

And just as Lan looked down, the temperature in the field began to rise like a frog boiled in warm water.

The heat evaporating from the ground is entangled with the cold winter air, distorting and blurring the refraction of light.

In Lan En's eyes, which had been looking down to search, the vertical pupils of the cat's eyes began to narrow.

"Poof!"

A sharp blade sheathed. It was the movement of Lan En suddenly pulling out the sword of the Lake Maiden from his waist and slashing it behind his back!

The sound of rags flying through the air rang out.

The figure floating in mid-air was directly slashed across the chest by the sword of the Lake Maiden in Lan En's hand, but because it was not in a material form, it did not cause effective damage at all.

So even though the reaction couldn't keep up with the speed of the knife, he still floated backwards by himself.

After Lan En slashed sideways, he turned his body around and faced the 'floater' head-on.

It's like a corpse that has been pulled out of the fire that has been half burned, tattered clothes, tattered flesh.

The hair swirled as if it were floating in the water, the entire jaw was completely gone, and the festering long tongue hung out of the throat.

- Daytime Wisp!

After it was fully revealed, in the windy winter, Lan En actually felt that his mouth was starting to dry up.

"It's not that it can't be cut at all, otherwise it wouldn't have dodged just now."

If it is a normal demon hunter who sees a daytime demon spirit for the first time, and at this time sees that he has no effect after slashing, he will probably start to panic, and then lose his cool.

But Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly, and he always remained calm.

Combined with his own powers of observation, Mentos quickly noticed details that were easily overlooked.

As if it were incompatible with the physical world, the color of the surrounding landscape would change to a blurry gray at the edges of its silhouette.

It's like a clash of painting styles.

But when Arondette slashed across his chest, although the daytime demon spirit didn't seem to care at all, the gray and white suddenly disappeared from the trajectory of the long knife.

Until now, it has not been restored.

The [Evil Destroying] attribute of the Sword of the Lake Maiden was not given for free, but it was not touched on the material level, and now it is a little weak.

"A flat cut can hurt it, but the efficiency is worrying."

Lan En quickly sorted out the situation.

And the daytime demon spirit, which had long lost its mind, also screamed and pounced on the witcher at this moment.

Stepping sideways, Lan En dodged the straight cull with a deft dodge.

By the way, he quickly straightened the direction after moving sideways, holding Arondette high above his head with both hands.

[Reed Celebrity: One Word Chop]!

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, which was caused by the sharp flow of air caused by the blade's swordsmanship skills.

However, slashing at the body of the demon spirit did not have the same touch as the entity, but instead made a whistling sound similar to the empty swing of a weapon.

The rotting female corpse floating in the air screamed through her throat, which was missing its jaw, and the helpless rotting tongue flicked in the air.

A circle of sound waves, which had become almost transparent spherical, centered around it and spread all the way to a radius of three meters.

Within three meters, sound waves of this intensity can even deal physical damage. And three meters away, ordinary people will feel dizzy and vomit even if they just hear it.

And witchers are not ordinary people, they were created to deal with monsters.

"[Seal of the Ardennes]!"

Lan En stood outside the substantial sound wave, calmly retracted his sword, and made a series of handprints towards the ground with one hand.

Then runes emitting violet magic emerged from the ground and circled in a circle.

[Arden's Seal], the effect is similar to that of magic barriers and traps, which can make enemies in the circle receive the influence of sluggishness, and make demon enemies forcibly materialize.

The wraith's scream had come to an end, and the [Adenja Seal] had just enclosed it inside.

What used to be a body with poor reception of a TV signal is now a 'high-definition' entity.

And the witcher who has already lowered his center of gravity, holds the scabbard in his left hand, and holds the hilt of the knife in his right hand.

The cat's eye was nailed to the demon spirit's body, and a smooth sliding step on its foot, maintaining the preparatory posture of the Juhe Slash, was close to its body.

[Reed Celebrity, Stunt, Reed Name Cross Slash]!

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