To be honest, now is not a good time to go toe-to-toe with the deer head.

Generally speaking, there are three phases for the witcher to fight against the deer head.

In the first stage, confirm whether the deer head spirit is bound to the life of someone in the area, and prioritize the curse to prevent the deer head spirit from being reborn in the end.

In the second stage, the magic totem of the deer head essence in the territory should be removed, and the absorption and utilization of natural forces by the deer head spirit should be greatly attenuated.

The third stage is the head-on confrontation.

This is also what Lan En said before: sending the cursed person out of the territory of the deer head spirit is already a third of the way through.

But plans can't keep up with the changes.

Before Lan En came, he never thought that the cat cursed by the deer head spirit would meet the deer head spirit again.

It seems that Lu Shoujing took the initiative to show up and save his 'precious assets'.

This was unusual, at least not something that Lane had ever heard of in his casual conversations with Geralt and Viselmere.

As for the small talk with Belengar, there was no point, this guy didn't even dare to accept a griffin commission when he was young, let alone a mythical monster like the deer's head.

In the mouths of the two demon hunter masters of the Wolf School, they even interviewed people who had been cursed by the deer head spirit in several commissions, and told them to stay away from the territory of the deer head and never return.

Of course, there are also those who do not listen to the advice of the witchers, but are so excited that they cannot control themselves, and they speak ill of the witchers and even draw their swords to attack.

After all, when people leave their hometowns and leave their roots to earn a living in other places, it is equivalent to all social relations having to be reconstructed, and it is difficult to say whether they can support themselves or not.

In the eyes of the vast majority of the villagers, the Witcher's request is no different from 'leave your land and house behind and go to another place to ask for food'.

Of course, the villagers will resist, and the witchers will of course subdue or cut down the villagers before they can get hurt.

And in the ensuing battle, Lu Shoujing showed that he didn't know anything about it.

This shows that the deer head's monitoring and contact with the object of his curse can be said to be dispensable.

Viselmir speculated that the deer's curse only had the effect of 'sucking life force from the cursed person after his own death'.

But now, the deer-headed spirit standing in front of Lan En has a very special curse.

It's even special enough to sense the danger of the object of your own spell, and emerge from the shadows.

Lan En slowly moved the joints and muscles in his body, adjusting his physical state to a mode suitable for conflict.

This deer head is very unusual.

The witcher thought to himself.

Whether it's because of the unprecedented progress made in this ecologically prosperous world, or because the ancient deer head spirit has mastered an ancient, treacherous magic that is more ancient than the average deer head spirit

It's a monster beyond his hunting experience.

There was a sharp sound of "poof".

A shining silver light appeared on Lan's left waist, and finally drew a circle behind him, severing a tree root that peeked out of the ground.

"You're very experienced with witchers, you can tell."

Lan En began to lean sideways, hunched over the deerhead, reducing his exposure to the enemy.

The main thing is to hide your alchemy pouch behind you.

The root that broke through the ground just now was Lan En's alchemy leather bag.

The witcher's cat's eyes were fixed on the hollow eyes of the miserable white deer's skull.

"Do you think the most troublesome thing about the witcher is the endless stream of targeted props in that little bag? Let me wonder if the witcher who died at her hands was wearing a roaring wolf's head pendant? ”

The deer head didn't react, just a 'whining' sound came from under the skull, like a cold wind blowing through the hollow.

With the crackling sound of the branches pulling at each other, the deer head raised its withered arm horizontally.

Then two necklaces fell from its arms, and the pendants dangled to themselves.

It was indeed two wolf-headed pendants, but it was not the same as what Lan En had seen before.

It is not a three-dimensional carved wolf head, but a silhouette of a wolf head embossed on a silver coin.

This is supposed to be a fairly old form of the Witcher's Pendant.

Its IQ is not low, and it wants to provoke me with this thing.

Lan analyzed calmly.

The news that the IQ is not low is actually not 'bad' for Lan En.

"But there are many genres of witchers, like me, which is different from the ones you killed."

Lan chuckled under his breath, inadvertently letting his necklace slip out of his neck. At the same time, the standing posture that originally protected the alchemy leather bag on the back waist also seemed to relax some of his guard in a natural adjustment of the center of gravity.

Suddenly, the sound of a continuous, murmuring voice came from the shadows around him in the darkness.

The Grand Master held the flannel ball and looked around for some reason. The Witcher's keen senses had discovered that it was the sudden sound of the roots of trees rapidly expanding beneath the ground.

"Prepare for war, it's not ready for us to withdraw."

Lane shouted.

"And what about this kitten? It's not out yet! At least send it to the land coral mesa above! Isn't it in vain to fight like this? ”

"It's useless to send it up, the territory of this deer head spirit encompasses the Valley of Miasma and the Land Coral Plateau in the longitudinal direction, even if you want to go out with the Walking Pterodactyl, you have to fly for two days."

Lan En's eyes were solemn.

"It's already blocked in front of you, you can only take one step at a time!"

Grand Master gritted his teeth and thought about it, but his muscular brain really couldn't think of a way.

I could only put down the three-flowered cat in my arms: "You hide quickly, you are going to do it soon."

But before the Grand Master could finish speaking, the kitten immediately lifted his helmet and raised his head and barked.

"Want to fight? That's a meow! ”

"Listening to what you just said, this obviously has something to do with me, right? Although I was scared just now, and now I am confused, I can't accept that I am running away on the battlefield about me! ”

"The warriors of the Marauders will not accept meows!"

The three-flowered cat struggled to raise her plundering knife high above the Grand Master, trying to prove that she was a warrior.

Grand Master held his forehead and sighed, but before he could say anything, Lan En's voice came.

"Then let it stay and help, even in the end. We also have a chance to deal with it. ”

'In the end', Lan En didn't finish.

But the Grand Master already had a not-so-good guess in his mind.

Even in a world where the conflict between intelligent beings has been greatly reduced, intelligent beings are still fighting against natural disasters and ecological changes.

And the struggle will be accompanied by sacrifices, trade-offs, and abandonment. The Grand Master is also the one who understands these truths.

In the face of the flannel ball that has already been enlightened, the Grand Master has nothing to say.

"Then hit!"

The light red fighting spirit exploded like a burst of fire, making his blonde hedgehog head look a little sharper.

At the same time, the deer head spirit opened his hands widely, as if showing strength.

Beneath the white skull of a deer, there was a deep sound of cold wind piercing through the hollow.

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