The Divine Hunter

Defeat the water ghost who robbed halfway.

The two witchers walked through the mist and along the dank puddle to a cave.

Roy suddenly looked into the thick fog beside him and made a gesture of listening intently.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"This kind of terrain, I thought little mist demons and the like would appear... They usually pretend to be human children and call for help, attracting us to go there."

"Imagination is rich enough...but today you are destined to be disappointed." Lambert stood at the entrance of the dark cave, and handed over a bottle of potion with a serious face. "I don't have the little fog demon, do you want more deadly monsters?"

"Drink this bottle of cat first and widen your eyes."

"Boom-"

"Grumbling."

Black blood vessels appeared on their pale cheeks.

"Then you have to listen carefully, follow me firmly when you go through the tunnel later, don't make any strange movements, and definitely don't wake the big guy in the cave!"

"What big guy?" Roy pretended to look into the bottomless drowsy cave, and a cold breath was like the breath of a terrifying giant beast, which made goose bumps on his face.

"Old Spearhead, a Cyclops." Lambert squinted, the hatred in his voice undisguised, "It lives in this cave and has lived for more than a hundred years... It has always been one of the levels of the wolf sect badge trial. one."

Roy thought thoughtfully, "Is it the one that broke your best friend in half?"

When Lambert heard this, bloodshot eyes appeared in his amber pupils, his face was covered in frost, and his fists clenched and loosened.

Roy noticed that his fingers were shaking, extremely frightened or agitated.

"Kyle Morhan has not accepted new apprentices for many years, so there is no need for the badge trial to exist. Why don't you call Geralt and Vesemir to kill the old spearhead together, for the demon hunter who died under its hands. The apprentices take revenge."

"Boy, you don't know anything about the power of the one-eyed monster! Do you think I don't want to?"

"The name of the giant killer is no less deterrent than the dragon slayer."

"When i was young,

Kyle Morhan also has a nursery rhyme, you know how to hum it? ' Lambert sang in a shrill voice,

"Old Spearhead is sound asleep, wake him up and you'll be sound asleep!"

"Kyle Morhan must never be downsized again!"

Roy couldn't help but re-evaluate the duplicitous wolf faction.

He declared that he hated Kyle Morhan and Vesemir, but his heart was thinking about their safety.

Really arrogant man!

"What if we try to blind the one-eyed monster while it's sleeping?"

"Even if you stab the whole sword with the hilt into the eyeball, the old spearhead won't become blind! It won't hurt his shriveled brain."

"It only needs to move our fingers to press us into meat sauce, so put away all your thoughts and don't provoke it!"

Roy didn't talk any more.

...

The two entered the cave.

Anjin's pupils swept around, the cave was bigger than he imagined, and the ceiling covered with stalactites was more than ten meters above the ground.

Enough for the one-eyed monster to get moving.

In the witcher's senses, a series of gray "ribbons" wrapped around the huge footprints on the ground, along various low cave plants, extending deep into the tunnel.

Roy put his toes on his toes like a cat, walked cautiously, and moved forward against the cold and hard wall.

He thought he was moving slowly enough.

But I didn't expect Lambert to be slower than him.

"Man, can you speed up, and don't shake your hands."

"What do you know? It's better to be slow than to become a corpse!"

In a short distance of 200 meters, the two walked for ten minutes.

In order not to disturb the old spearhead in the middle, they did not dare to use Alder to open the way and climb the hill.

The further you went inside, the pungent stench like alchemy gas grew stronger.

At a certain moment, the two of them were shocked and held their breath.

"Huh...huh..."

"Lu... lu..."

A thunderous snoring sounded.

In the center of the cave hall, a behemoth in the shape of a human appeared.

It was falling on its back, its chest heaving slightly, and it fell into a beautiful dream.

About four meters tall, with pale and rough skin like a dead man.

A black cloth bag was draped over his half-human-sized head, revealing a huge, closed eyeball in the center of his cheek.

Topless.

He was wearing a pair of dark and greasy ripped trousers wrapped in canvas.

Such a huge body, but not at all fat and bloated.

The two arms, chest and shoulders resting on the ground, muscles bulged like hills.

Like an enlarged version of a muscular man.

Those huge palms are enough to completely wrap an adult man, and they can easily penetrate the rock wall of the cave.

one-eyed monster

Age: 220

Gender: Male

life value:?

Attributes:

strength:?

Agility: 15

constitution:?

Perception: 4

Will: 5

Charisma: 4

Spirit: 5

Skill:

Giant Race (Passive Curing): The vitality far exceeds that of ordinary species, and the natural constitution is +20. The thick horny skin can effectively resist physical blows and quickly heal any minor injuries.

Power of the Earth (Passive Solidification): There is a mysterious connection between Cyclops and the earth. It can gain benefits from dirt and rocks. When it steps on the earth, it will become infinitely powerful. Strength +20.

...

Hiding behind the stone pillar, Roy's heart beat faster while pinching his nose, and his palms became wet.

Cyclops is more terrifying than expected.

It has infinite strength, copper skin and iron bones, and its response and speed are not slow.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Roy had to overturn all previous plans.

Not to mention the two of them, even if you assemble the entire staff of Kyle Mohan, you may not be able to handle this thing without injury.

Use the flicker to fly it kites, and it is estimated that if the mana is exhausted, it can only be scratched.

But once I was touched by this thing, don't say anything about Quinn, even if I put on a steel plate, I would die without a whole body.

"This Big Mac seems to have a weakness... The resistance in that respect is not as good as that of a water ghost."

"And the Snake faction is the best at this field."

Lambert tilted his head, noticing the cold sweat oozing out of his companion's forehead, and a hint of smugness appeared in his amber pupils.

The brat dares to laugh at me being nervous.

Where are you going to go?

The chin was raised to the side of the Cyclops.

Signal to move slowly.

Fortunately, the old spearhead was sleeping soundly in the center, leaving a passage wide enough for the two of them to sneak away.

They dare not hesitate.

The mouse crept through the tunnel as if it had seen a cat.

...

"Huh...huh..."

Just got out of the cave and got some fresh air.

The two of them couldn't help but bend down and hold their knees and gasped violently.

Roy discovered another special ability of the old spearhead.

"Lambert, do Cyclops smell so heavy?"

When passing by it, the young Snake Pie was almost fainted by the stench of the sky.

Different from ordinary animals or monsters. Its body odor seems to have life, and along with its amazing body temperature, it radiates and spreads around

Crazy squirming and stabbing in the nasal cavity.

There was no rot or fishy smell, just an irritating stench that almost made nosebleeds flow. As soon as he walked down, the witcher's nose was faintly moist and bloody, and his health was actually reduced by five points.

"It's just a constant negative halo!"

"Boy, this is unbearable?" Lambert rolled his eyes. "You haven't smelled the excrement of the old spearhead, that's called a biological weapon."

"It's a scourge to keep it!" Roy's eyes moved flexibly, thinking of the weakness he observed before, patted his chest and assured, "Before leaving Kyle Mohan, I will definitely find a way to help you get rid of this thing!"

"Avenge the members of the wolf faction who died under its hands!"

Lambert sneered,

"Put away your rhetoric and wait until you hit me first!"