"Phew …."
Geralt put down the long sword in his hand and glanced around in confusion. Since the beginning, he had been attacked by monsters several times. This was not surprising. Demon hunters would always encounter all kinds of monsters on their way. But this time, Geralt felt that something was wrong.
Because these monsters were a little too densely packed.
Generally speaking, no matter whether it was a monster or anything else, they all had their own sphere of influence. Of course, powerful monsters would enslave and command weaker monsters, but this was only limited to a small part of them. But generally speaking, monsters were separated from each other. For example, where there was a troll, there would be no water ghosts. Conversely, in the territory of a fork-tailed dragon, there would be no giants.
But the situation here was very strange. All kinds of monsters of different races attacked him in batches, and there was almost no interruption. This made Geralt feel that he was not adventuring in the mountains, but fighting in an arena … Hmm?
Suddenly, Geralt focused his mind, clenched the silver sword in his hand, and carefully looked around. Just now, he felt a strange sense of danger, as if something was hiding in the surroundings, planning to attack him. This made Geralt a little uneasy. He slowed down, drew his long sword, and looked around vigilantly.
"— — Swoosh!!"
Suddenly, behind Geralt, a black shadow suddenly flew out and rushed towards Geralt. Geralt swung his hand forward, and soon, with a strong shock wave, the black shadow was suddenly sent flying and fell heavily to the ground.
"What is this?"
After seeing the monster in front of him, Geralt was stunned for a moment because it was not a monster he had seen before, but a very strange monster. It looked about the height of an adult, walked on two hind legs, had a long tail and sharp teeth, and its front paws were relatively smaller and shrunk in front of its chest.
What is this thing?
Geralt had never seen this kind of monster before, but it did not look like something modified by a warlock, which made him a little surprised. However, as if seizing this opportunity, three more black shadows rushed up from different angles and attacked Geralt.
Of course, the reputable Demon Hunters of the continent weren't just for show. Even though Geralt was a little surprised, with the help of the runes and his experience, he easily and successfully killed the monsters.
But what kind of monster was this?
Looking at the corpses of the monsters in front of him, Geralt's expression was a little solemn. These monsters weren't particularly powerful. Their bodies were very fragile, and they didn't have any special abilities. But what shocked Geralt was their behavior during the battle. They actually chose to swing their tails to attack him from the very beginning!
At first, Geralt didn't understand why. Because these monsters were small, their tail attacks weren't as powerful as the fork-tailed dragons or the petrified monsters. But when they attacked him from the other side with their tails, Geralt immediately understood what they meant.
These monsters wanted to use this method to break his shield and then attack him!
After figuring this out, Geralt suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
This was the first time he met these monsters. Geralt was sure that he had never seen these monsters before. However, they knew how to deal with him from the very beginning. This meant that these monsters had been lurking on the side ever since he entered the mountain, observing his attacks and thinking of ways to counter them.
"What a terrifying fellow."
Looking at the corpses in front of him, Geralt sucked in a breath of cold air. These monsters gave him a similar feeling to a pack of wolves, but they were more cunning and sinister. If it weren't for the fact that they were too weak and their numbers were too small, they might have really brought danger to Geralt.
What the hell is this place?
Geralt was getting more and more uneasy. The sudden appearance of the mountain was already scary enough, and there were so many dangerous monsters wandering in the mountain. He didn't know why Trissy and Ciri would come to such a place. But even so, he bit the bullet and continued to move forward.
After that, Geralt encountered a few more monsters. Although their appearances were not the same, they all looked similar to dragons with the appearance and scales of lizards. This also made Geralt secretly suspicious. Could it be that this mountain was related to the dragons?
After all, the Dragon Race did exist on this continent, and so did the Dragon Slayer Heroes. Hence, if a Dragon was the one who caused all this, it would make sense.
And when Geralt finally arrived at the foot of the mountain, the despairing steps before him made his expression stiffen.
But shortly after, Geralt gritted his teeth and continued to climb up.
"This man is really persevering."
Leaning against the sand, Fangzheng hugged the warm and soft body in his arms while watching Geralt's sweaty face as he climbed up the mountain on the screen, he couldn't help but sigh. Hearing his sigh, Miao Jie giggled.
"But this Mr. Demon Hunter is really amazing. Mr. Fangzheng, you prepared so many monsters for him, and he destroyed them all."
"No matter what, he is still one of the top figures in this world. If he can't even do such a thing, I would suspect that there is something wrong with him."
Fangzheng wasn't surprised. Previously, the monsters he sent to test Geralt were just ordinary dinosaurs and animals. Moreover, they were creatures that could only run on the ground. The only ones that could fly were the fork-tailed dragons that Fangzheng caught from the vicinity. If Geralt couldn't even deal with these things, then Fangzheng's evaluation of the strength of the people in this world would be greatly discounted.
But next, he would have to give him a difficult problem.
At this thought, Fangzheng felt the soft and smooth touch on his palm. He narrowed his eyes and revealed a smile.
Let's use that.
When Geralt walked out of the narrow path, even a strong demon hunter was too tired to walk.
This damn place is really weird!
After resting for a while and eating a few pieces of barbecued steak to recover his strength, Geralt stood up again. He had never walked on such a difficult road before. He felt that the person who built this road didn't do it for the sake of convenience, but to make a fool out of him. Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to be particularly deranged. Geralt's heart almost jumped out of his throat when he walked into this path.
Because this path was particularly narrow, it was just enough for a woman to walk alone. For the tall Geralt, he even had to lean sideways to walk forward. Under such circumstances, if he were to be attacked by monsters, he would really be helpless. But fortunately, there were no traps or monsters along the way, so it was easy to get through.
But the next problem was.
Geralt stood up and looked at the pitch-black stalactite cave in front of him. His face was a little stiff. This pitch-black cave was the most dangerous place to be. Even demon hunters had lost their lives in it. But he didn't let his guard down. He stretched out his hand, took a bottle of potion from his waist, opened it, and drank it. Then, he strode into the cave.
"Aiya, this mister doesn't have a torch."
"That must be the effect of the demon hunter's potion."
Seeing this, Miao Jie couldn't help but cry out in surprise. Fangzheng nodded. Ciri had told him that demon hunters could also concoct many potions with different functions to be used in battles against monsters. However, there was a problem with these potions. These potions were highly toxic. Only demon hunters who were immune to toxins could drink them without any problems. If others drank it, only death awaited them.
Ciri also told Fangzheng that demon hunters could concoct a potion called Black Blood to deal with vampires. Before a battle, they would drink this potion and turn the blood in their body into a highly toxic substance. Once a vampire took the bait and attacked them, a bite would be no different from drinking sulfuric acid.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Only demon hunters could play such a cruel game. If it were anyone else, they would probably die the moment they drank it.
Unfortunately, this time, the demon hunters weren't dealing with vampires.
Not long after Geralt strode into the cave, a few dark figures silently crawled over the walls. They had long, oval heads and long tails. When they opened their mouths, a soundless roar came from within, echoing throughout the cave.
Staring at Geralt's figure, the Xenomorphs flicked their tails and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
The deeper he went into the cave, the more uneasy Geralt felt. After drinking the cat's eye potion, the originally dark cave became as bright as day and there seemed to be nothing special around him. However, Geralt felt very uneasy. It was as if there was a terrifying existence staring at him from somewhere.
"… … …"
Unsure if it was his instinct, Geralt slowly pulled out his silver sword, slowed down his pace, and once again looked around. However, he did not notice that above his head, a dark Xenomorph had silently crawled over. It opened its mouth, aimed at the target in front of it, and jumped down!!
Bang!!
Accompanied by a dazzling golden light and the sound of a shield bursting, the Xenomorph was immediately shaken away. Geralt's reaction was also very fast. Almost in an instant, he turned around and slashed down with his sword, directly chopping off the Xenomorph's tail.
However, what happened next left Geralt dumbfounded.
At the same time as he chopped off the Xenomorph's tail, the silver sword in his hand suddenly began to melt rapidly, then directly broke into two pieces. At the same time, the Xenomorph screamed and suddenly flicked its tail. Green blood mixed with strong acid flew directly at Geralt!
As a battle-hardened demon hunter, Geralt was indeed worthy of his reputation. The moment he sensed that something was wrong, he hurriedly threw away the silver sword in his hand and rolled on the ground to avoid the attack of the Xenomorph's blood. The green blood brushed past him and dripped on the ground with a sizzling sound and white smoke.
What the hell is this!?
Seeing this scene, Geralt's expression immediately changed. At the same time, he also saw several pitch-black monsters suddenly drilling out from all directions of the cave. Although they didn't have eyes, each and every one of them was staring at him. The killing intent in their gazes caused Geralt to shudder.
Thinking of this, Geralt almost made a decision without hesitation.
"Go!!"
Facing the Xenomorph that was flying towards him, Geralt waved his hand and released a flame to force it back. Then, he turned around without hesitation and desperately ran towards the depths of the cave!
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