Leon pondered for a moment and explained, "I didn't mean to hide it, in fact, I only found out in the battle just now. ”

Dante waved his hand and said, "It's okay for you to say, don't have any worries. ”

Li Ang said, "As you can see, it seems that I can absorb more than just the talent of a demon. In the battle just now, I absorbed the talent of every werewolf I killed with my own hands, but each werewolf only provided me with one talent. ”

Although he had expected it, a hint of shock still rose on Dante's face.

He quickly asked, "Is there a ceiling?"

Seeing Dante's expression, which had always been indifferent, Li Ang shook his head stubbornly: "I don't know, but it seems that I don't feel this kind of restriction." ”

Dante suddenly felt a strong sourness, the source of which seemed to be in him.

If he also had this ability, then the Fire Demon's Fire Control Forbidden Technique, Nasrezm's Magic Spell of Change, and the Abyssal Dragon's Breath of Burning......

He couldn't imagine what kind of monster he would create if each of the high-level demons he had hunted over the years had contributed their special abilities.

He will be at least ten times stronger than he is now, and there will be no more powerful witcher in the whole world.

He said in a hurried tone: "Can I probe your body? Don't get me wrong, rashly having multiple demonic powers in your body is a huge burden on the demon hunter, and it is very likely to lead to a quick loss of control or even explode to death, which is a taboo for all demon hunters." I must be sure that there are no serious after-effects of all this, and that this is your responsibility. ”

Leon nodded.

There was nothing to refuse, and Dante couldn't detect the Demon Hunter anyway.

And compared to the demon hunting hand, his greatest ability is his innate "demon hunting" talent.

The speed of the probe was fast, and Dante quickly withdrew his mental power.

He could feel that in Leon's body, there were many more energies of different demons, and at this time, not only did they not conflict, but they fused together perfectly.

The terrifying evil energy that should have been violent and unruly and difficult to restrain was now flowing meekly in him like a sheep.

It's a miracle!

But at the same time, it is also a miracle that cannot be replicated.

He said with a complicated expression: "There are no sequelae, don't worry...... And looking at this trend, you are likely to leave the apprenticeship stage and enter the middle sequence in just a few months, which is simply a world record, you must know that the apprenticeship sequence is divided into three levels. ”

Li Ang nodded from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, sir." ”

Dante looked at Leon's somewhat pale face, and these two words suddenly popped into his head:

The False Witcher – Dante.

The real witcher - Leon.

He could fully imagine how terrifying Leon's growth rate would be with such a terrifying talent.

As long as he hunts enough demons, there is almost no upper limit to his growth, and it only takes a few months for the middle sequence, so after a few years, will he become the second high-level demon hunter after him?

And what about decades later?

Shouldn't he be able to hunt down the lords of the abyss, the kings, and even the demon gods by then?

It's hard to imagine that the masters of the abyss, who have spread fear and destruction to countless worlds, will one day be hunted?

He suddenly exclaimed, "Leon, what a monster you are. ”

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "I'm a human being, it's like a fake." ”

Dante pressed Leon's shoulder and said solemnly: "Listen to me, Leon, you are destined to surpass many people and become a new legend, but correspondingly, you will also go through ups and downs and become a thorn in the side of the abyss, and I will pass on to you what I have learned all my life, it is not about trading, but because the world has hope because of you." ”

What...... "What?"

Leon was a little puzzled.

The corners of Dante's mouth curled up, revealing a rare relaxed smile: "Don't worry about all that nonsense. ”

Leon nodded, and then asked, "Mr. Dante, what are we going to do next?"

Dante said, "Of course, we picked up the trembling Bob who was curled up on the bed and demanded a ransom that belonged to us." ”

"What about the corpses?"

"They don't need to deal with it, their souls have been taken to the abyss by the Demon Pact, and their remaining bodies will be turned into mustard powder by the first rays of the morning sun. ”

......

"God willing. ”

Bob shuddered as he held the silver cross—the only piece of silver in his body that was said to be able to restrain werewolves.

The werewolf roars of the town were like a nightmare, and he desperately wanted to wake up from it.

His attendants, armed with swords, waited in the house.

"Your Excellency, those witchers are fighting werewolves, are we going to help?"

The young squire's face was also full of fear, but there were still some good things, such as courage, mercy, and sacrifice.

"Are you crazy?"

Lord Bob made a high-pitched sound like a cat with its tail stepped on.

The attendant was uneasy: "But they are fighting against the devil, as servants of God, how can we sit idly by?"

"So what, this is their profession, my lord, I have a bounty, and those witchers are evil heretics, so let them eat dogs. ”

Thinking of the word ransom, Bob couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "It's best to let those witchers and werewolves die together, and then I can rightfully swallow their bounty." ”

"That's fifty gold florins!"

The gold florin is a 3.5-gram gold coin issued by Florence, which is equivalent to the Genavino gold coin issued by Genoa, and is a hard currency throughout the Mediterranean coast.

"I was even able to hide the bodies of those two witchers and claim that we killed the werewolves. When the time comes, our lords and servants will be prominent, and those who are powerful will no longer be able to ignore our presence, and I will even be given the title of baron, and the family of Corseon will rise again. When the time comes, I will return to Aragon with honour and fortune, and slap in the face the face of Baron Swart, who has forced me to leave my homeland!"

The more Bob Knight spoke, the more agitated he became, and he even forgot his fear.

He was already immersed in his own beautiful fantasies.

Now, whoever dares to prevent the arrival of a bright future will become his enemy.

He had even made up his mind that if the two witchers were seriously injured, he would pretend to pay them a bounty, and then secretly kill them, and then declare that the two witchers were afraid of werewolves, so he took the bounty and secretly left.

The attendant was dumbfounded: "Your Excellency, how can you think so?"

These words hit him as hard as a nuclear warhead exploding on the plains, shattering all his visions of the eight virtues of knighthood.

"Why can't I think that?"

Bob Knight sneered, he pointed at himself: "Follow me as a squire Your parents gave out ten gold coins of Genavino, but if there is no accident, you can only be a squire in your life, or die in a war, because I have no qualifications to canonize a true knight." ”

"And if we get the credit for exterminating the werewolves, the Earl will even cut off the iris for you with his own hands, so that you can become a true knight, and become a nobleman from a merchant selling goods in the streets!"

"Think of your hard-working parents, and your older brother, who was carrying goods at the docks, and your younger brother who was sent to the blacksmith shop early as an apprentice. ”

Bob Knight got up from his bed, he took his saber and wiped it gently, his eyes gleaming with a glint called ambition.

"You're going to make the right choice, right?"

The squire sweated profusely, and Bob Knight's whispers were like demons tricking humans into hell, but I never dreamed of being a real knight.

Bob Knight gripped the hilt of his sword.

He sighed in his heart, if you make the wrong choice, then it is only natural to deal with a dangerous monster like a werewolf, and kill a squire.

But after getting along for a long time, he naturally didn't have no feelings for the attendants.

So he advised one last time: "If you really feel guilty, buy indulgences from the Bishop after you have achieved fame." As long as you have money, all the guilt you bear will be forgiven, not to mention that you have only committed a small crime, or even a crime that cannot be called a crime at all. ”

"Your Excellency, what should we do!"

The attendant spoke suddenly.

Bob Knight patted the squire on the shoulder approvingly, "I knew you would make the right choice, worthy of my squire." ”

He lowered his voice and said, "Now, the movement outside has stopped. ”

"You go to investigate immediately, whether the werewolves win or the witchers win, you must rush back and report to me as soon as possible!"

"What about you?"

Bob Knight said without thinking: "I'm going to prepare poison, these witchers have the power of the devil, even if they are seriously injured, we will try not to confront them head-on." ”

But he found that the attendant's eyes widened in horror, as if he had seen a ghost, and he didn't listen to what he was saying at all.

Knight Bob was about to reprimand, but he was suddenly stunned, and he realized that the voice he had just spoken was not the voice of the squire at all.