Gore's disgusting body was entangled together like two giant mountains.

Geralt walked over expressionlessly with his silver sword in hand and inserted it into its body.

Gore's huge body straightened up slowly and looked around, but found no enemy.

Geralt slashed it again, and then the huge evil demon noticed the little one under his feet, laughed, and stepped down!

boom!

Geralt hurriedly dodged to the left, and then the weird Palm Pu, which was bigger than a man, came towards him and beat him into a pulp.

??

Geralt opened his eyes suddenly, and the headache as usual came over him quickly. He was used to this kind of thing, and he would be reborn every time he died.

The headache will subside after a period of time. Geralt began to review the battle with Gore. This time, he thought of a new way??

"Hiss!"

A Titanoboa neighed, and Gore's thick hands pressed against its neck, not wanting to eat, but wanting to reproduce.

Geralt appeared again. The silver sword he held in his hand was polished white and shiny. There were several cracks on his face that were deep enough to show the bones. This was the magic potion.

Witchers cannot master magic, but they can configure potions to produce various weird effects.

[Special attack against the Gore race +10%]

[Maximum health value +50%]

[Physical damage reduced by 30%]

[Anti-hit ability increased by 160%]

[The sharpness of the silver sword increases by 27 points]

[Nerve reflex speed increased by 15%, lasting 4000 seconds]

[The upper limit of toxin carrying capacity is increased by 100 points]

[The power of the seal +50%]

[Self-healing ability increased by 200%]

??

A series of magic potions nearly killed Geralt before he came to see Gore.

Strength is also poison. Resisting the feeling of being about to explode, the silent demon hunter came to Gore, raised his silver sword, roared hysterically, and burst out with a deafening roar!

Gore responded to him with an even more terrifying roar that made the earth tremble. He raised his long arms and swung from top to bottom.

Geralt did a beautiful somersault, and Gore's arm shattered the earth. He stood firmly on his hairy arm, dragging his sword straight towards the monster's eyes!

When Gore saw that this tiny bug dared to run on his arm, he howled angrily, raised his arm, and exploded with anger, throwing Geralt into the sky. In his stunned expression, his chest burned violently.

.

A large amount of lava was spit out in one breath!

And in the air?? There is nowhere to borrow power!

The charred Geralt fell from the sky, his limbs twitching with pain. He was not dead yet. The potion he drank before took effect and tried to repair his body. The new polyps squeezed through the dead skin, but it only caused

He is in more pain!

The furious Gore rushed over, and when a huge shadow enveloped Geralt, even the witcher's indifferent feelings felt despair for a moment.

Adults often collapse in just that moment.

Geralt's face was dark, filled with terrifying murderous intent, and he began to sharpen his sword without saying a word??

Have you ever experienced the feeling of being crushed to death by a big butt that weighs more than 200 tons and has never been wiped before?

That's really dark history.

call!

Fierce flames burst out from Geralt's palm, igniting Gore's hair. Gore secreted an algae-based liquid that quickly extinguished the flames. His small green bean-like eyes glowed fiercely, and he slapped Geralt.

Specially made minced meat!

One slap and death!

【die】!

【die】!

【die】!

【vegetable】!

Geralt couldn't help but feel anxious. He didn't know that there was a planet where soul players often had this mentality when playing Sekiro and Dark Souls.

If you hesitate, you will lose!

If you are reckless, you will get nothing.

Geralt, who died a few more times, began to continue to reflect and formulate tactics. He was not good at thinking, so progress was slow.

Anxious?? Fighting?? Then failed. In the dark, a pair of indifferent eyes were watching him. Geralt was afraid of death, so he started to think seriously. The wisdom of the old demon hunter is good at finding patterns.

If fire doesn't work, just use mental control. The Yakshi Seal just restrains Gore's weak-minded (literally, objectively explaining the fact that he is not smart enough) characteristic!

However, before Geralt could be ecstatic, Gorr came to his senses a second later. With Geralt's ability, the effect of the Yaksi Seal was only effective for one second!

But this gave Geralt hope, he made his own plan and started to implement it.

"On xx, xx, the number of magic potions related to Yaksi is scarce. The toxic reaction after overdose is severe. After testing, it can control Gore for about 1.2 seconds."

"The toxicity needs to be attenuated, I don't have a clue yet."

"The types of medicines related to Yaksi also need to be developed, and I don't have a clue yet."

"On xx month x day, Gore became tired due to the cold. The Perpetual Sword Dance of the Demon Hunter Wolf Faction may come in handy."

"xx month xx day??"

Geralt's diary became thicker and thicker, and he unknowingly developed the habit of summarizing after battles. The infinite proximity to death made his spirit highly active, and it also made him numb to danger. Many times, when he encountered other

Even though the demons were stronger than him, after being fatally injured, Geralt's wolf-killing nature that led to the death of both of them became the cause of their death!

Once again, Geralt dragged his sword to find Gore. His eyes were numb, and there was no miracle. The Yaksi Seal could only interfere with Gore for a second.

Gore made an earth-shattering sneeze, spurting out a large amount of boogers and mucus, and stood up unsteadily.

Geralt raised his sword.

His movements were light and graceful, and he was in a thrusting posture, just like the prefix movements of a dance, which was slightly inconsistent with his strong and powerful body.

On the right, Gore is accustomed to launching wide-area sweeping attacks with his strong right hand. This is the pattern at least seven times out of ten.

However, just to be on the safe side, Geralt also made a fake move to the right, and as expected, Gore started waving his right arm!

Although his movement was powerful and heavy, as fast as a storm, the force behind it was also very huge. Geralt calmly dodged to the left.

Click!

A gully was swept out of the land like mud. Geralt's vertical pupils tightened. With a fierce murderous intention and a determination to die, he risked everything and charged forward!

Gore's lungs began to glow, hot lava surged into his throat, and hot breath escaped from his mouth.

Geralt's adrenaline is surging! Every drop of blood is burning with excitement. They flow backwards, in groups, vying to squeeze into his brain. The ultimate joy even makes Geralt's face show a smile.

A smile he couldn't imagine!

An emotionless witcher laughed from the bottom of his heart!

He is enjoying killing, enjoying death, or in other words, enjoying the joy of life.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lava shock waves bombarded him, and Geralt ran wildly. His movements were incredibly agile, and he could always avoid Gore's attacks at extremely dangerous angles!

The distance is getting closer... Every step Geralt takes is soaked in blood.

He understands Gore's habits, knows all his attack methods, all attack ranges, weaknesses, and strengths. When a person completely understands his enemy, the rest is just mechanical repetitive practice.

All you need to do is catch a weakness once and make an extraordinary performance once, and victory will be as easy as picking something out of a bag.

Geralt used strengthened crossbow arrows to train his nerve reflexes. He was shot through the leg, screaming in pain, and nailed through the middle of his eyebrows. But it was these cruel trainings that allowed him to survive as a weak human being.

, standing in front of the mythical evil Gore!

Seeing Geralt's wolf-like white hair gradually approaching, Gore instinctively felt panic even though he was ignorant. His instinct was warning that there was danger!

Gore's fat body turned ridiculously, trying to escape!

Geralt's eyes flashed fiercely, and he flew directly onto his back, stabbing him with his silver sword like crazy!

Gorr felt the pain and screamed. He slapped his back. Geralt was caught off guard and could only block it with his silver sword!

Click!

Geralt groaned, his entire right hand twisted and bent, and he was covered in cold sweat, but even so, there was still no hesitation in his eyes.
To be continued...