At the entrance to the cave, the two witchers confirmed the direction of the wind, and their own smell could not reach the horn demon's nose.

Then Lan En took a sip of [Enhanced Cat's Eye] and stretched his head inside to take a look.

"This culvert is not deep, at most seventeen or eighteen meters. The claw was lying on its stomach in the deepest clearing. ”

"Understood."

Geralt began to adjust his breathing, and the grip of the hilt of his sword.

According to Lann's observation of the topography, although the culvert is uneven, there are gravel and damp puddles.

But this depth of seventeen or eighteen meters can still be crossed in three seconds for the speed of the witcher's surprise attack.

"This guy is really sturdy, no wonder Belengar couldn't beat it in the first place."

Lan En said as he looked at the horn demon lying in the puddle of water.

The demon's feces were casually excreted in a corner of the cavern, and the smell mixed with its own body odor.

Then he lay on his stomach in the dirty cave water, and his fur was soaked in the water and tangled into wisps.

And this brings out the deeper fur, the older flavor that has been accumulated in the skin.

This is a common scenario for witchers to work.

The flannel ball covers the tip of the little nose.

If it hadn't been a predator from the Valley of Miasma in the New World, then the Eight Achievements would have vomited at this point.

Magical creatures are rarely integrated into the natural ecosystem, after all, chaos magic itself can distort life.

Therefore, the smell of magical creatures is even more strange and indescribable than that of natural creatures.

"Up!"

Lan En let out a low roar, and then the whole person disappeared like green smoke.

Leaving only the wind, pulled by the rapid movement of his large size, blew Geralt's ponytail.

After using the [Old Hunter's Leg Bone] many times and intensively to activate the [Acceleration Technique], Lan En had almost learned the ancient technique of the Yanan Hunters.

Now he uses it, although the effect is not as good as the [Acceleration Technique] activated with the help of the [Old Hunter's Leg Bone].

But it's already possible to activate it without spilling blood on that leg bone.

Achieving the same effect as when using leg bones is a matter of proficiency and time.

A clear silver light flashed from Lan's waist and bloomed within the dim cavern.

As Lan En advanced, the silver light left a trail of light in midair.

On rough and slippery roads, Geralt's armor-piercing charge took about three seconds to cross a distance of nearly twenty meters.

But Lann only needed a moment!

"Poof!"

A sharp blade sliced into the sound sounded.

At the same time, the unique scream of pain erupted from the Sheephorn Demon.

"Moo!!"

A foul rain of blood poured out, and it was the Sheephorn Demon who had cut the wound open by the entity's blade, and the rapid air flow blade wrapped around the blade brought out the blood around the wound.

Battles are always full of accidents of all kinds.

Originally, Lan's knife was aimed at the neck where the battle ended, but the nesting Horn Demon moved his body slightly, and the knife slashed to the shoulder.

The razor-sharp sword of the Lake Maiden sliced through the outside of the shoulder, cutting horizontally all the way into the body.

The skin and muscles of the shoulders, and then the bones and blood vessels in the flesh.

It wasn't until the end, because the blade was too deep and the Sheephorn's muscles were clamped so deep that Lan En relaxed his grip on the blade slightly, causing the blade that had been cut straight into it to skew under the resistance.

Then it is brought out by its own momentum.

As Lane swept past the Sheephorn, his boots stomped on the remains of the creature's usual food.

These skeletons, which have been gnawed to the core, look like water ghosts.

The remnants of flesh on the skeleton, as well as the blood spilled, became a breeding ground for bacteria in this dark and damp cavern.

The bacteria secrete mucus as they multiply, turning a puddle of debris into a sticky and disgusting appearance.

After stepping on it, his feet suddenly slipped, so that he did not stop, although he did not fall, but he was still sent to the edge of the culvert by the momentum.

But Lan didn't feel any sense of crisis because of the slippery ground under his feet.

Because an orange fire has illuminated the entire culvert.

Geralt lunged forward with his sword in hand as he raised his left hand and aimed it at the Sheephorn.

Before his left handprint, a small circle of orange Igni runes had been generated.

And from that circle, there was a steady stream of sparks, scorching sparks and heat streams that were spewing outward like a flamethrower.

This is a variant of the Ignidhorn seal, and it is also the knowledge inherited by the Wolf School from the time of the Witcher Order.

The sparks and heat currents generated by the chaos magic were directly slammed into the face of the Horn Demon under Geralt's control.

The left side of its sheep's face is rapidly turning blackened.

The scorching pain even overwhelmed the knife wound left by Lan for a moment.

And as Geralt approached quickly, the sparks and heat ejected from the magic seal in his hand also reduced the ineffective escape.

The magic he spewed out was cone-shaped, and the closer he got, the more focused he could on the claw.

The left eye of the Sheephorn Demon had been roasted to a dry state by Geralt's seal.

"Moo!!"

It howled violently, and in pain, its strong claws tensed and were about to swing out!

"Poof!"

But Geralt had no intention of giving it a chance to react.

A silver sword made of Valyrian steel as the core of the sword, with the tip pointing upwards on Geralt's right hand.

As the magic power in his body was exhausted, he had also rushed to the side of the Sheephorn Demon under the suppressive power of the [Ignida Seal] variant.

The side where Lann had cut off most of his shoulder, the Sheephorn Demon couldn't even raise his hand.

Geralt had noticed this, and his silver sword stabbed at the ruined side.

From the left side of the Sheep's Horn Demon underneath, diagonally upwards to the heart!

It's just that because of the exhaustion of mana, he has entered the trough of the witcher's magic power, and even Geralt has fallen into a feeling of exhaustion.

The sword didn't completely pierce the Sheephorn's strong muscles, but instead got stuck in the muscles and ribs.

And Geralt didn't seem to be entangled in the face of a stab that didn't kill with one hit.

"Flannel ball!"

At this time, Lan En, who had just hit the culvert wall and let himself stop, shouted without looking back.

"Meow!"

Immediately after Geralt rushed in, there was also an Elu cat!

Its agile body is petite and flexible.

When Geralt was exhausted from the trough of his magic power, he didn't stab his sword directly into the heart of the Sheephorn.

The flannel ball used all fours together, and quickly jumped up from behind Geralt, using his body as a bridge!

Immediately after that, the two small claws stepped on the counterweight ball at the end of the hilt of the silver sword and kicked hard.

"Poof!"

"Moo~"

The kitten leaped into the air, and the silver sword stabbed through the Sheephorn's chest and into the back.

Afterwards, Geralt took two steps back, and the kitten landed lightly, and after taking two steps on all fours, he returned to standing on two feet.

The sturdy and sturdy Sheephorn Demon fell to the ground with a bang, smashing the puddles in the culvert with a splash of sewage.

(End of chapter)