The witchers themselves are very restrained from mages.

As a niche option among the Assassin branches, the Witcher mainly targets demons with high blood and defense.

In order to deal with demons, their attacks themselves will have additional armor-piercing stats.

In addition, the Witcher's fight with the Mage itself comes with a bonus - an additional ten percent more damage.

Therefore, for the average mage, it is definitely not a wise thing to fight with the witchers.

But......

Several witchers clenched their silver blades, and with a slight step under their feet, a wave of wind rose and their figures disappeared completely.

The red figures crouched on the stone walls around them, their eyes staring at Victor under their masks.

The silver blade in his hand began to spin, completely severing the air around him, and cracks spread around Victor.

It was like countless cages that did not bind his hands and feet, spreading out around him.

Two red cloaks turned into afterimages, passed through the air chains, huddled in a small space, prostrate and attacked Victor.

One of them threw a kick at Victor's ankle.

The other cooperated with each other, leaping high and unleashing a cold blade towards Victor's head.

Victor was not in a hurry, and when he saw the cold light reaching him, he waved his left hand, and the wind blade on his forearm took advantage of the situation to cut the oncoming silver blade in half.

In Victor's opinion, the sweeping leg that came from under him was simply extremely slow.

The pupils contracted slightly, and the legs and feet had appeared directly below him,

Victor quickly lifted his leg and stomped on it hard.

There was a hard touch under his feet, and then with a slight force, the sound of shattering came to his ears.

Victor spun on his heels, and the poor witcher's feet turned over.

"Ahh

A terrible and terrible roar instantly filled the cavern, reverberating incessantly.

Kevlar's heart skipped a beat as he listened to the screams.

A witcher hanging in mid-air watched the silver blade in his hand be cut in half, and his heart sank.

But when he looked ahead again, an afterimage struck his face.

Bang!

The strong impact penetrated his twisted muscles, and the whole person completely slammed into the rock wall, but his jaw lost sensation and drooped completely.

Of course, these injuries were nothing more than skin injuries for a demon hunter like them who had an excellent recovery speed.

It won't be long before it recovers.

However, the two witchers fell in an instant, causing the other witchers leaning against the rock wall to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The silver blade in his hand also seemed to tremble, and his face became extremely solemn.

At the same time, the air around him gradually returned to calm.

"Victor Kravenna, is he really a mage?"

"I've never seen such a difficult mage."

"You've seen a mage play melee combat?"

Victor's gaze slowly fell on them.

Above the heads of the witchers who hung over the rock face, their respective ranks gradually emerged.

All above level 30.

Third-Order Demon Hunter.

In order to find out if there is a demon in him, Kevlar is really well-intentioned.

The number of demon hunters was already scarce, and it was already difficult to find a few third-order demon hunters within the royal capital.

And now, in order to test herself, she actually invited so many people.

Victor's gaze fell on the two witchers who were no longer able to fight.

It's a shame.

It's better to save some face.

The remaining witchers exchanged glances and flung several meteor hammers from their waists.

The tremendous impact pierced through the space, and even Victor could smell a hint of crisis.

He spun around and stepped on the painfully screaming witcher on the ground, and stepped back.

The meteor hammer slammed into all directions, splashing a cloud of sand and gravel.

The witcher at his feet was also hooked by his kick at this time, and quickly threw it into the distance.

"It's a real obstacle."

Victor's eyes were staring ahead, but his mind was clear.

In the next second, those witchers might burst out of the dust.

As if to fulfill his thoughts, several witchers swung their meteor hammers and leaned forward, piercing through the sand and striking at Victor.

Looking at those reckless witchers, Victor smiled lightly.

The wind began to slash over him, and the rolled up sand and gravel slowly froze over time, and everything around him seemed to slow down.

Perhaps, it was Victor's movements that became too fast.

In the blink of an eye, the black trench coat had already passed quickly between the several witchers, and the wind blade in his hand slowly slashed past him.

Call!

The wind breathed up at high speed, and the sand and gravel continued to hit the rock wall.

The witchers were stunned.

The target in front of them has disappeared!?

"In ..... In the back! ”

One of the witchers screamed, and the group turned to see Victor behind them.

The trench coat danced at them.

Victor flicked his forearm, and countless wind marks burst up in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, the marks that had been scraped on their clothes seemed to be activated.

With the scars of the wind, completely torn their cloaks to shreds.

Even the black chained iron armor under the cloak was cut off.

But even so, there was not a single wound left on their bodies.

At this moment, they couldn't help but freeze in place.

That was just now...... What speed?

Is it magic?

In the blink of an eye, the wind blade on Victor's forearm turned into a colorless wind breath and gradually dissipated.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the demon hunters who were covered in tattered clothes, and his voice sounded faintly:

"Don't you recognize the gap between us?"

Of course, he didn't use magic, and all he had just done was a passive buff to the Wind Calamity.

Just like Gulletun's damage buff and Drugal's stamina and recovery boosts.

Wind Calamity - Corresponding to extreme speed.

This speed may not be noticeable for a mage, but if it is placed on any melee unit......

Only fast is not broken.

Victor wanted to experience the new powers that the Wind Disaster brought him, so he agreed to play this little trial with Kevlar.

Seeing Victor's calm attitude, he seemed to be at ease even in the face of dozens of demon hunters.

They couldn't help but take a few steps back,

The protective gear on his body was scrapped, and the confident tower in his heart naturally collapsed.

After all, the man in front of him was obviously a mage.

He easily crushed them with only melee combat and speed that they couldn't see clearly.

And......

They really can't tell if Victor is a demon or not!

Demon hunters and demons are incompatible, and instinct can make it difficult for them to keep their sanity when facing demons.

As a result, witchers will inadvertently go berserk when fighting demons.

Therefore, it is easy for a witcher to determine whether a person is possessed by a demon or not.

The power of demons cannot be hidden, and as long as you fight, you will definitely be detected by the demon hunters.

However, when fighting Victor, they did not feel that way.

To sum up, even if you want to fight......

They couldn't lift their spirits, either.

Because witchers don't actively attack anyone other than demons.

Thereupon...... They simply gave up.

"No fight, no fight."

"If you fight, you fight, why do you still tear people's clothes."

"Master Kevlar, to be honest, he's not a demon at all, is he......"

Kevlar stood aside, two silver daggers clenched in both hands.

Just now, she didn't step forward, she just wanted to observe Victor's battle in advance.

Kevlar knew that Victor would win, but she didn't expect Victor to win so easily.

He's obviously a mage.

Kevlar shook her head, not thinking much more.

She raised an arm, a dagger, and aimed it tightly at Victor.

"Then, it's my turn next."

As the words fell, Kevlar's hind feet pressed against the ground.

Almost in the blink of an eye, his legs were like cheetahs, and he suddenly exerted force.

The tense muscles, in an instant, released all the power.

Like an arrow off the string, it rushed towards Victor with incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, a silvery glow was already in the air.

However, in Victor's eyes, Kevlar's movements seemed to be only slightly swift.

He leaned slightly to the side, and two cold rays swept past him, not even touching his cheeks.

Kevlar's footsteps stopped for a moment, and he immediately reversed direction, and the cold light stabbed at Victor's waist again.

Victor put his hands in his pockets, his posture as agile as the wind, and the white light of the clouds flickered on his trench coat.

It was as if an invisible force was controlling Victor, allowing him to move quickly to avoid Kevlar's attacks. The speed is jaw-dropping, like an amazing storm.

The witchers whose armor had long been completely broken froze in place, looking at Kevlar, who launched a fierce attack, a look of shock appeared, and their mouths continued to admire:

"Worthy of Master Kevlar!"

"What a speed! Is this a fourth-order witcher? ”

"How can you fight that monster for so long!?"

Although, in their eyes, it is still Victor who is even more terrifying.

Kevlar's body was like lightning, and he leaped lightly, and the two daggers in his hands flew towards Victor like lightning.

Victor jumped sideways and deftly dodged the attack.

However, what was surprising was that the two silver blades suddenly turned back in the air.

Kevlar saw the opportunity, and the gust of wind rose under his feet, like a streamer, and slammed towards Victor.

But Victor just leaned back, dodged the whirling dagger again, quickly straightened up, and grabbed Kevlar's wrist as he appeared in front of him with his backhand.

Kevlar was slightly stunned, but a little surprised.

Golden opportunity!

What she wanted most was to touch Victor's body, and now, he took the initiative to send it to the door.

The other free hand, holding the dagger flying at high speed with his backhand, quickly stabbed Victor in the chest.

But at this moment, Victor's other hand also grabbed her other wrist again.

Kevlar froze in place, a posture that left neither her nor Victor capable of attacking.

And, if she continues like this, she will soon fall into Victor's arms.

But soon, Victor showed her what wrestling is.

He grabbed Kevlar's wrist and turned around reflexively, carrying Kevlar's body directly behind him.

Then, lean forward with your arms strained.

Bang ——!!!