The streets of Novigre are known to the world.

In a long red dress, radiant Rita Need and the Cat-Piece Witch Hunter shuttled between the Nor City Herbal Shop and the Alchemy Store, purchasing alchemy supplies in preparation for the upcoming green grass trial for the primary school apprentice.

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On the other hand, Visemir and Geralt, who knew a little about the grass trial, stayed in the laboratory under the Temple Island early, adjusting and maintaining the experimental facilities to ensure that they operate normally and ensure that the trial is foolproof.

Apart from the time I spent with the Countess Minole, this was the second time, and the old man felt expectant.

Geralt's heart was pounding, and he hadn't been so nervous for a long time after breaking up with Yennefa.

It has been more than 30 years since we witnessed the birth of a new apprentice, and they are waiting for the day when a miracle comes.

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Resor and the Oaks brothers went back and forth between the blacksmith shops in the city, and placed a furnace and an alchemy platform for the Gowen House.

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Two steady men, Eskal and Kaiyan, stayed at school and accompanied the children to read and read.

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As for the remaining witch hunters, Roy, Lambert, Aiden-

On the other side of the noisy world of light, the sewer of Nog City is another vibrant underground kingdom.

A dark corridor.

The "tick" footsteps crossed the stinky ditch with dirty water, wet and sticky moss, foul-smelling domestic garbage, and the remains of various small animals and unknown creatures.

Three figures walked side by side in the darkness, amber, dark gold and silver gray, and scarlet pupils, like the ethereal ghost fire in the cemetery.

Unpredictable.

The tunnel is not quiet.

The ugly toad with bumps and mucus on the skin was croaking in the corner, and the gray-haired mouse, the size of a human head, squirmed in the well-connected pipes... and the sneaky and secret shadows made noisy and secret whispers in the deeper darkness.

At some point, the footsteps came to an abrupt end.

Roy's body bent slightly against the wall and stopped, and the black blood vessels on his tight face squirmed gently.

A bloody ribbon floated from the hole in front of the witch hunter's senses.

He moved his nose.

A fishy smell of aquatic plants and the swelling and floating corpse-like stench quickly became rich.

Yinhui's pupils glanced at the two people next to him.

"Swish--"

A flash of silver light flashed in the darkness.

The two silver swords were unsheathed at the same time. The demon hunter raised the sword blade in front of him with one hand, and quickly outlined a triangle spell with five fingers on the other hand.

The golden light wrapped around the three.

Almost at the same time, a water ghost with a blue-black light shining all over his body poked out his head.

The jaundice-like protruding eyeballs rolled around and saw three preys.

“Tick tick.”

The bloody mouth reached the ears, and the sticky saliva dripped along the uneven sharp teeth.

"Swoosh--"

A sharp and short shaking sound of bowstring suddenly erupted in the sewer.

A bloody flower broke out on the water ghost's forehead.

The slender crossbow arrow burst out with an impact force beyond imagination, like a siege hammer, leading its entire body backwards.

"Plop..."

The water ghost hung heavily on the wall and rolled down into the dirty smelly ditch with a few broken wall tiles.

A terrifying hole was broken on his forehead, and the brain watered up along the collapsed and broken bone holes and dyed the ground red.

"It's a joke!"

The mutation suddenly arises, and dense water ghosts yell and rushed out of the corner.

The witch hunter met in three directions.

Lambert made a straight thrust towards the water ghost, and the silver sword penetrated his neck diagonally, and the sword blade swayed lightly horizontally, cutting off half of the head of the other water ghost.

Blood splattered, and the witch hunter was full of excitement.

Aiden stepped into the water ghost group, and the silver sword god in his hand disappeared. When the sword light shone, an extra corpse appeared.

Either pierced through the eyes, or pierced into the cervical spine and chin.

Key points everywhere.

His movements were too fast, and the sword light stayed in the air. For a moment, it seemed as if two afterimages were drawing the sword at the same time.

Roy jumped and jumped into the center of the water ghost.

With the left foot as the center of gravity, the body is turned and the muscles are erect under the thin armor.

The black blood vessels on the face are squirming and hideous.

The force surges from the waist and combines the strength of the arms.

He penetrated Alondet and drew a dark red half month in the waist.

"Swish--"

The sharp blade cuts tofu and breaks the **.

"Crazy..."

Steamed blood and intestines fell all over the floor.

The three-headed water ghosts were cut into two halves.

Wailing and breathing.

Their lost vitality was sucked into Arondet's middle section by the strange vortex, and three star runes quietly bloomed with bright yellow light.

Roy had a murderous intent and faced several water ghosts rushing towards the other end of the corridor.

He leaned over and sprinted, dragging the sword back with one hand.

Quickly outline the blue triangle spell while moving with one hand.

A few big strides splashed a pile of dirty water under your feet.

Charge ahead to them.

His left hand suddenly pushed forward.

Bang!

The powerful conical airflow hit hard and squeezed into a bunch of water ghosts.

The two ends next to it seemed like they were stepping on the banana peel on the ground, and their body was shaking and losing balance.

The other end was the first to be hit, and the impact was the strongest, and fell directly backward.

The witch hunter took the opportunity to rush forward, stepped on the belly of the fallen water ghost, and Arondet poked his neck diagonally.

The sword blade explored to the upper left like a gust of wind and lightning, piercing through the eye socket of the second water ghost.

The third head pounced on his side.

The witch hunter exerted his elbow and raised the long sword with a horizontal force to the right.

"Bang!"

Strike with the hilt!

The water ghost's forehead hurts sharply, his eyes are filled with stars, and his mouth grows like an idiot.

"Swish--"

The deadly blade penetrates the big mouth and brain.

"Kill the Water Ghost*6, experience value +120, the witch hunter Roy shook his wrist without changing his face, and threw away the blood from the Lake Girl's Sword.

Quietly, all five star-shaped runes on the sword lit up, like the dim stars connected to the head and tail in the dim night sky.

"Eskal and the Eagle are not good enough, so I won't leave any more for us." Lambert wiped the blood from the sword with a piece of rag. "I walked for an hour before I met such a group of minions."

"It's not enough to get stuck in the teeth."

Aiden also looked unsatisfied. Obviously, a killing in less than ten seconds was far from satisfying their attacks.

"Don't worry guys..." Roy smiled and squatted down, breaking his stomach. "I have a premonition that there will be a mysterious gift waiting for us at the end."

"Don't cry with joy then!"
To be continued...