Chapter 122: Panic is just panic
Chen Ke smiled, but his cold eyes only contained malice and no smile, like a ferocious beast examining and intimidating the sheep in front of him.
Chen Ke has never trusted the contained objects.
At the beginning, the betrayal of Father Eyeless had already made him realize the nature of the containment objects. Ridiculous loyalty was not enough to restrain them. The path of these people's faith did not point to Chen Ke.
Sure enough, when the stars returned, these contained objects sensed their master's aura and chose to abandon Chen Ke.
Chen Ke had no reason to let these contained objects leave. Instead of strengthening the power of other evil gods, it would be better to kill them!
"I actually don't care about your betrayal, but it requires a price, shouldn't it be surprising?"
At the moment of death, Huainan summoned a doll and tried to leave. Now the half-eaten body of the old god is still lying at Chen Ke's feet. The broken bones have not betrayed, and the ability values are still increasing.
Crushing these mythical containment objects and extracting the essence of their paths and characteristics should allow him to make further progress?
"There are not enough manpower... My clone is too dangerous to be released, but the cultivation experiment of "Geralt" went smoothly beyond expectations..."
Chen Ke pondered, he had never thought that a false individual could achieve the great deeds of mythology. Perhaps this is the truth of legends and ancient myths? Distortion and exaggeration point to a new individual.
What people see is not the hero himself at all.
Geralt's expression was ferocious like a bloodthirsty wolf, and the killing intent bursting out of his vertical pupils made people feel chilled in their bones. The three young men had been dismembered, and the dirty pig-headed men were howling and eating their meat.
Body.
He witnessed all this, but his expression was indifferent. The children in the village who were deprived of food and were driven into the candy trail flashed in his mind.
Those travelers who had dreams and hopes and looked forward to the future but died in the hands of monsters...
After joining the army, the soldier who cared about his fiancée but died without a body, his mother covered her face and cried when she asked Geralt for help.
Demon hunters have seen too many tragedies. They wield their swords for the lovely silver coins, but this does not mean that they will not sympathize. It is just that they have experienced too much, and in the world of evil, people's hearts are like ghosts.
Demon hunters work hard in the darkness, but serve the light. Their actions are noble, giving those who have no choice but to have hope of living.
Even if they are hated by people, the demon hunters have no regrets!
"Geralt of Rivia?" Among the demons, a fat humanoid spider walked out, with six pupils in his eyes, and a hallucinogenic potion made by the Nightmare clan in his mouth, which was used to calm the mind and improve sanity.
"Who are you?"
"Lord Nerubian!" The demon on the side bowed in sincerity, and Geralt frowned.
"You can be honored to know my name. I am the fifth ghost who rules the world of strange demons - the spider demon."
The spider demon said calmly: "The world of evil spirits is different from what you humans imagine. It is a big alliance, with races and races mixed together. The cruel structure is also conducive to screening out powerful individuals. In these years, the eternal old gods have also
If more than ten people appear, humanity will be destroyed easily."
"We were once the masters of the world, and our understanding of the present world is very thorough. Geralt, I can tell you clearly - there is no Livia."
Geralt's pupils shrank, his voice trembled slightly and was hoarse: "What do you mean?"
"In all eras, countries have emerged one after another. We demons know your human world very well. In the past hundred years, no place in this corner of the world has been called Livia. At the same time, no one has claimed to have hunted.
Devil."
The dozens of eyes of the spider demon stared at Geralt, "Where did you come from?"
Geralt did not answer, but waved his sword, and the silver sword danced like a perfect full moon. There is no need to say what decision he made.
"Foolish and stubborn resistance." The spider demon waved its sharp claws, and the army of strange demons behind it pressed forward.
This is a fatal situation. As long as the difference in strength is not too big, there is almost no possibility of victory in the encirclement and suppression campaign. No matter how brave the person is, he will continue to be injured and every ounce of energy will be continuously drained, especially for the human race.
It is said that the attack on the back is almost undefended!
Obviously, Geralt is not a strange demon. He does not have six arms, four heads, and only one pair of eyes. However, martial arts exist for this purpose. Demon hunters walk the continent alone, always fighting with less to defeat more. Naturally,
There are ways to defend and deal with this situation!
An evil demon's deformed arm was filled with bone spurs, and it attacked Geralt's head ferociously! He did not dodge, but stood there without even raising his sword.
when!
Seal of Quen!
The dazzling fire exploded, and the invisible shock wave flew away the surrounding demons, freeing up a small space. Only then did Geralt assume the starting position of swordsmanship.
The muscles on his arms swelled, and Geralt's face was filled with blood. He roared like a lion, and swung the powerful and heavy silver sword, which was irresistible!
Wolf Faction·Eternal Sword Dance!
Known for leveraging force to fight, he is good at protracted battles, his moves have a wide range of changes, and he has frost, which can both reduce defense and slow down the enemy's movements. He is a versatile character!
A large number of demons were caught off guard and were swept away by the silver sword. The cold air seeped into the bone marrow along the wounds made by the blade. The bones became fragile and were cut off easily. Broken limbs flew across the battlefield!
Geralt's bravery did not move the spider demon in the slightest, and continued to command the alien demons to press in.
With a pop, Geralt split open the head of an ugly pig-headed man, drew out his silver sword and turned around to slash him, but a spear that came from nowhere pierced his kidney.
Geralt's movements froze and his breath was released. Attacks from all directions had become the cause of death. His golden vertical eyes saw the spider demon behind the strange demon retracting its sharp legs.
He rolled on the spot, stood up among the strange demons, and was bitten by a worm on the back of his neck, tearing off a piece of flesh!
The smell of blood stimulated the eyes of the demons to turn red. Geralt gasped twice and touched the wound on his abdomen. When he moved his hand away, it was already burnt black——
The Seal of Igni allows a demon hunter who cannot use magic to release flames, but the original Geralt was never able to perform such a delicate operation such as making the high temperature stop bleeding.
He didn't notice that some hot spots of light like molten lava were burning in the blood flowing out of him.
If humans want to advance to the mythical level, they need the flesh and blood of the evil god. The characteristics of Gore are making Geralt more and more powerful, and his energy seems to be endless, but the attacks of these strange monsters can still make him break through defense...
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After all, his body is made of wood, an activated mass product.
Where Geralt can't see, somewhere in the core of an asteroid captured by a new star (as Chen Ke calls this new planet), the assembly line factory is running non-stop, and hundreds of Geralt are being
Create a model, install simulated organs, inject compound liquid to generate autonomic nerves, then polish the facial features, soak and refrigerate them.
Chapter completed!