Witch Hunter lv14(20200/16500)→lv15(700/18500)(Soul Guardian deducts 3000)

Levels are increased, and the exhausted magic and life are full.

Obtain 1 skill point and 1 attribute point.

Will: 38→40 (main attribute +2)

The ancient Wishiel sword, Gabriel flashes strange light, waiting for the matching treasure to carry out a new round of strengthening.

The sword spirit Xueli, which was enhanced in Arondate, rotated with an illusory and exquisite body, and the yellow skirt fluttered, danced a cheerful dance for the witch hunter.

Swish

On the body of the limbs that were wiped out by bad luck, a vicious divine power disappeared, and pieces of broken flesh and blood stretched out bright red granulation buds, and the pale bones chased each other and bonded into pieces of complete flesh and blood.

His hands and feet grew back, his skin was as white as a baby, and the five senses that disappeared returned, light, sound, breeze blew across his cheeks, and the fragrance of soil and shrubs lingered at his nose, as if he was missing him in another world.

In addition to the huge feeling of weakness brought by the arrival of the launch, he had to last for two months, and he felt better than ever before!

He took out a black cherous limb as the size of a fist, shaped like an equine, and found the remains of a lion-headed spider.

The relics of the God of Evil

Material: Lion-headed spider's teeth, the power of pain

use:

The teeth continue to absorb the pain around them...

Scratch a target with a tooth, and the stored pain will be converted into a curse and poured into its body, twisting its body, causing it to mutate into a certain animalized human (form is affected by genes and personality)

The beast-turned man retains his reason and can change from human form to beast form as he wishes, but the process is irreversible.

The beast-turned man is particularly sensitive to silver.

...

Absorb pain, give curses, and transform the body of a beast?

Is this considered some kind of powerful mutation?

Roy's heart moved. This relic was similar to the curse necklace obtained from Indalsfell Island.

But it is stronger, and the cursed person has no disadvantages of being hungry and being permanently bound to the place.

Werewolf, bear man and other beast-turned humans are not weaker than ordinary demon hunters.

This curse is equivalent to a special reinforcement and mutation!

Suddenly, a new curse path different from the trial of green grass, and the path of witch hunting appeared in front of Roy.

But now is not the time to think carefully.

He turned around and looked around.

The web of eternity is broken, the gloomy and depressing sky is replaced by the warm morning sky, and the sticky spider web turns into thick snow,

The devastated temple of Lebiudad was still the same wooden fence he had teleported over and was hit by a carriage. The center of several exquisite brick houses stood and collapsed ruins. The blood was still dry under the statue of Lebiudad and the God of Evil. The flesh and blood was exposed.

Next

"Teacher Roy! Why did you suddenly disappear just now? It scared us!"

Amid the surprise shouts, two witch hunters apprentices rushed to Roy happily. After being repaired by the high-level vampire decoction, Wuxia's little face was blushed with excitement, and her amber pupils were shiny.

"Will you be worried?" Arkham immediately pushed Carl's shoulder hard, "Don't you see who you are standing in front of you, the chief prophet of the Brotherhood, the strongest witch hunter! Think about the wonderful demonstration performance just now! A mere spider, Teacher Roy must be able to get it right?!"

Roy shook his head and smiled, his eyes swept behind the two of them with a torch, gathered into a bunch of young girls, and then passed these two small faces, making their faces pale,

"Two little kids, don't think you can fool me by flattering. This time you are lucky. I happened to come here when I have time. The trouble has been completely solved and there will be no future troubles."

The two of them immediately breathed a sigh of relief and waved their fists secretly with excitement.

"But don't be proud! If I don't come, you two will have to break the sky!"

His tone turned sharply and his face was solemn. If he had come a step late, the God of Evil Omen would have had two more poor singers of pain, and Abigail should have escaped with his family business.

The two realized that they were too impulsive and had a good attitude of admitting guilt and being punished. They lowered their heads with lingering fear.

"Tell me, what happened? Why did the priest who provoked the God of Evil Omen... even used up the high-sucking decoction medicine?"

"We are not provoking it this time!" Arkham tightened his face, put his hands behind his waist, and circled around the witch hunter mentor, and said righteously, "We are seeing injustice. Only by adhering to the griffin spirit taught by Teacher Coen, can we extend a helping hand to the vulnerable groups!"

He turned his eyes to his back and squatted at the door of the dormitory. A group of orphans who were frightened and like quails swept across the middle-aged people tied up by them with fierce eyes, and told the whole incident in its entirety.

While listening, Roy looked at the orphans in the temple who were abandoned by their family, abused by adults, and brainwashed by the God of Evil Omen. Their faces were deeply confused and fearful. They were also secretly observing the new tall witch hunter, with some other uneasiness and expectations in their eyes.

Roy paused when he noticed the blond brown eyes in the pile of children, which looked like Ciri's face.

An Gulan?!

The bruised and swollen girl noticed his eyes and glared back fiercely, just a rebellious cat.

"This is what is called a mistake."

Roy couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of fate.

An Gulan is not an ordinary little girl. She left a brilliant mark in the original history of the witch hunter.

This girl who never forgets to open a brothel in Toust will join Geralt's girl-seeking team in the future and eventually rushed to Stica Castle, where she was stabbed in the thigh and died of bleeding.

Before that, her life was extremely bumpy. She suffered a lot in a temple serving pedophiles. Later, she encouraged several friends to join forces to kill and escape.

But because of Roy's intervention, the priest of the God of Evil Omen, Abigail left the Vigima sewer early and accidentally took over the mess of the temple brothel.

An Gulan's hope of escaping was completely cut off!

If these two apprentices with a strong sense of justice had not just passed by, An Gulan would have died indirectly because of his little butterfly.

Roy's eyes became softer, and suddenly he felt that two reckless elementary apprentices were unexpectedly adorable.

"We saved so many people from the clutches of that big spider, and it's worth taking some danger!"

Arkham reached out to pinch the hilt of the sword behind him. He did not disappoint the motto on the sword.

Seeing this, Carl couldn't help but smile knowingly.

He looked up at the witch hunter, his eyes full of desire.

"It's a good job." Roy patted the two of them on the shoulders in agreement, not overly criticizing them.

Everyone has their own path, and even if they die because of it, it is their own choice.

Even if he persuaded and scolded him repeatedly, he could not change it.

Only time and hardship can make them truly mature.

"I only mention one thing, Arkham, you shouldn't deliberately stimulate Carl, you shouldn't force others to understand you, and have the same viewpoint as you."

"You forgot that real history? The way you are stubborn and force others is the source of the division between the witch hunter corps!"

"Integrity and keeping pace with the times is the way for the Brotherhood to deal with the world!"

"Sorry, I was wrong, teacher!" Arkham suddenly turned red with shame, and bowed apologetically to his companions around him, "Boss Carl, I shouldn't have stimulated you, why do you want to take care of Vicky for you!"

"Enough!" Carl's face turned pale with fear, "I forgive you, don't mention it again. I'm so angry when I think of that possibility!"

...

"Little devils, now let's go back to the topic. The temple of Rabida has been destroyed and the children have become homeless again. Where should they go?"

Roy said in a negotiating tone, then turned to the three fat men tied tightly by their apprentices and whose mouths were blocked by their shorts.

"There are also these pedophiles!"

"We just checked the little boys," Carl deliberately raised his voice so that everyone in the yard could hear it clearly. "After you come back, the black Greba's mark disappeared instantly. I can guarantee that they have returned to normal and cannot become out-of-control spider-man again!"

"Can you bring them all back to Gaowen's house?"

Arkham looked over pleaded, and the group of children quietly pricked up their ears and held their breath.

"I think some children are older and cannot accept the grass trial."

Roy said regretfully,

"Hmph!" An Gulan used a bloody table leg to support her weak body, looking around, as if looking for something.

Most children's shoulders trembled and some began to sob.

After being tortured for many years, they never left the temple and really couldn't see where the future was.

"But if you two are willing to guide them step by step and integrate into the school, you won't be able to bring them back! Eighteen mouths, the brothers can still afford it."

Roy suddenly changed his voice, everyone's hearts were so up and down, and the crying sounded through the entire courtyard, becoming louder,

But they couldn't help but smile.

"Teacher Roy, you are still so young, don't learn the bad tastes of those old men!"

Carl muttered in a low voice.

"As for those criminals?" Roy rubbed his temples and pondered.

A cold light flashed in Arkham's eyes, "What should I do if I leave it to the victim?"
To be continued...