The sky is covered with clouds.

The bitter cold wind had not stopped yet, but the mountain road reached its end. The witch hunter wearing thin brown leather armor, carrying the Lake Girl's Sword, and the hooded head saw a big road.

From south to north, winding through the fields of Soden.

The scene on this road was very close to what he expected. He walked all the way from the town of Carcano near Soden and saw a large number of similar scenes.

Teams of unkempt and pale faces, like walking corpses, as well as grass on the roadside, and even the center of the bumpy road-

He saw more than 30 dead people who were damaged, overturned trucks, motionless horses in pools of blood, bags scattered all over the floor, linen bags, cargo baskets, and ragged clothes. In just one day, he saw more than 30 dead people.

Among them were the Sintra people who disobeyed Nifgad's rule and fled from the sea, but more were the Aboriginal people of Soden.

Some were covered in buzzing flies, revealing carrion and bones, while others were still fresh in blood and had just died.

The causes of death vary, and some were broken by standard swords, meteor hammers, and axes, and the skin, muscles and bones were penetrated by an arrow from behind.

The perpetrator was obviously the straggler of Nifgaard who was wandering in the Soden area.

After Nifgad retreated from Soden, the large army returned to Sintra to camp, but still sent soldiers to harass Soden from time to time.

However, a few of the dead were killed by farm tools such as pitchforks, and their heads were blown into bloom, or—

Roy stopped in front of the body of a young boy, with moldy rotten apples and a pair of wicker baskets scattered beside him, but the contents in the basket were swept away.

Roy lifted the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose that were concealing his pupil color and gently checked the boy's neck.

Dark red, with traces of flesh.

The murderer was not very powerful. The deceased suffered a lot of torture during his lifetime. Even though he had already swallowed his breath, his pale pupils were still widening, and fear was frozen on his young and pale cheeks.

Moreover, his desperate struggle before his death caused a lot of dirty soil and dander to get into his nails.

This is obviously not done by the soldiers.

Roy slapped the dirt and weeds in his palm and sighed.

If we talk about who is the biggest victim in the war, it will always be the innocent people!

Roy couldn't help but feel a little worried, who knew if there would be anyone familiar with the dead.

"Where will this guy Geralt go?"

In order to follow the so-called fate guide and find the daughter of fate, the wolf sect demon hunter single-handedly stepped into Soden.

Although according to the original history in Roy's mind, Geralt's search for women will eventually come to an end.

Successfully brought Xiao Xili back to her hometown and the father and daughter were reunited.

But history was five months ahead of schedule because of Roy's intervention.

He had to worry about something wrong in the middle.

Sporadic soldiers naturally cannot threaten the white wolf, but if they encounter a large army...

Not to mention Cili, who just turned ten.

As soon as Roy thought of this, he became more and more rushing.

He crossed a narrow stream stained with blood, a coarse sack for horse feed, and lay on the pebbles by the river.

He prayed that the feed turned into Geralt's good horse, Rocky's belly.

He opened the witch hunter senses, followed the smell and left the road, and penetrated into an ancient and dense bush, and the ground behind the bush was slightly tilted downward.

Roy walked along the slope for five minutes and a large area of ​​uprooted tree stump came into view, behind which was open open space, with several wooden houses, barns, and thatched cottages.

A broken fence surrounds the small courtyard. This small courtyard rarely escapes the baptism of war. Although it is dilapidated, it maintains basic integrity.

Roy suddenly felt a stern.

A violent sound of heavy objects hitting the wooden door came from the other side of the yard.

He squatted down, his eyes passed through the gap of the boxwood and looked over there, and he looked behind the hood.

Golfin's Cat Eagle, who was sleeping soundly in the hooded nest, was picked up by him with his neck.

Golfin shook his chubby body, flapped his wings reluctantly, and landed on the roof of the farmyard twenty meters away.

The cat eagle croaked, and its round amber pupils transmitted the picture back in real time.

A terrifying monster was wandering in front of the solid oak door, waving its short, thick, dull and dark purple claws from time to time, and roaring irritably and slapping the locked door tightly.

It is very similar to a ghoul, with a bloody mouth, a mouth full of foul yellow teeth, and a grayish-white, thick horny skin all over the body, and it moves on all sides like a beast.

Three palm-sized bone crowns grew above the head, shaking slightly as it hit the door.

Blood Thorn Corpse Demon

Age: 8

Life: 230

property:

Power: 20

Agility: 16

Physical constitution: 23

Perception: 8

Will: 6

Charm: 2

Spirit: 5

Skill:

Plague Claws lv8: The Blood Thorn Corpse Demon carries various toxins, bacteria and viruses all over his body. The targets injured by their minions will become feverish, weak, and the wound will ulcerate.

Eat lv7: The giant ghoul can quickly heal moderate injuries by swallowing flesh and blood and recover health.

Crazy (passive solidification): The body of the Blood Thorn Corpse Demon will store a considerable amount of flesh and blood energy that they eat every day. When they are severely damaged in battle and their lives are less than one-fifth, they will activate this part of the energy and quickly recover their life. In addition, their strength, sensitivity, body +4 will become more cruel and not afraid of pain, lasting for one minute.

...

A few dozen meters behind it, there were two much smaller ghouls guarding the two young corpses - they were lying side by side in shallow pits, with bloody joints on their foreheads and limbs broken and bloody holes, and were sucked by ghouls.

"No wonder this place was not visited by soldiers. It turned out that there were three goalkeepers."

After a large war, the most common disasters, besides plagues, bandits, are the most common disasters that are born from rotten corpses and breeding corpses!

They follow the smell of corpse and blood.

Roy made Golfin circle again.

Make sure there are no other threats nearby.

Suddenly he took out his crossbow, and magic power surged out of his fingertips.

Boom!

The burly and majestic ice spirit appeared from the Gate of Annihilation. After being ordered by the witch, it made great strides and rushed towards the ghoul bravely and fearlessly.

The Blood Thorn Corpse Demon instantly stopped the evil ghosts slamming the door, and his dark and crazy pupils swept towards the Bing Ling, and he roared angrily and rushed towards it!

"Swoosh-"

The bowstring vibrates.

A crossbow arrow directly penetrated the head of a zombie ghost behind the corpse demon. It was like being hit by a galloping carriage, its entire body soared into the air and was led back two meters by the huge power above the crossbow arrow.

After landing, it hissed and howled, and its whole body was covered with red light, and its half-broken skull showed its slippery and disgusting brain.

"Swoosh--"

The second arrow destroyed its brain, and the red piece exploded like a ripe tomato!

It fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Kill the ghoul, experience value +100, witch hunter lv12 (7400/12500)

...

Roy blew the crossbow and turned his eyes to the main battlefield.

The ice spirit's own slow-down attack fists and feet wrapped the Blood Thorn Corpse Demon firmly wrapped around the open space in front of the wooden house. Its solid ice armor effectively defended against the sharp teeth and claws of the Corpse Demon, and was immune to toxicity as an elemental creature.

Can be called the nemesis of the ghoul!

The corpse demon relied on his flexible speed to circle around it and swung his sharp claws. However, not only could not break the armor of the Ice Spirit, but it was affected by the frozen air dispersed by the Ice Spirit. The speed was noticeably slowed down by the naked eye, and the two sides were almost equal.

Roy was quite satisfied with the product that spent half of his magic power, and glanced at the third ghoul surrounding the Ice Spirit.

"There is no way to bully the less!"

"Swoosh-"

Arrow breaks through the air.

The head of the ghoul was blooming with blood, as if it was swept into the head by a huge wooden stake falling from the sky, and fell backwards with a wail.
To be continued...