The salary king in the comics

Chapter 136 Marching towards the Old Wolf of Farland (4k)

Ever since he knew that Geralt was going to Ring City, Clint pestered him and asked Geralt to take him with him.

"What are you doing there?"

"A friend is studying in Huanyin City. She has been alone. I have to go and see."

Geralt understood who Clint was talking about, and Natasha was the only friend in Ring City right now.

"Okay, remember to follow me later."

With Geralt's consent, Clint excitedly carried the short bow across his shoulders, and began to wrap more clothes around his body.

Geralt asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going back to Huanyin City? I'll wear more clothes to save it from the cold."

After treating Clint like this, Geralt didn't know what to say.

"You came here with a porter from Ring Seal City, didn't you think that we hunters also have our own way of passage?"

"Us? Is there?"

Clint thought that in the past few days, he hadn't been able to know any more news except for eating two five-meter-high crabs.

"Okay, come with me. Although the hunters are an outlying organization guarding here, we have more freedom because of this. The various tasks we accept allow us to interact with various people. friend."

Geralt, who was talking, stepped down the half village by the side of the road and headed towards the Punishment Forest.

Instead of following the downhill path, he jumped directly from the side of the path, fell down the steps, and finally reached the Punishment Forest.

Stopping Clint who was about to jump down the last step, Geralt took out his dagger, groped down the steps quietly, and jumped.

Falling attack, with the help of gravity, the dagger pierced a dog's head directly, pinning it to the ground.

After finishing the treatment, Geralt pointed to the dog and said, "This is a hunting spot for dogs. They will eat corpses here, so be careful every time you come here."

Looking at the dog with pale skin and sharp teeth? ', Clint nodded to show that he remembered.

Then along the winding path on the right, Geralt walked forward while introducing the specialties of the Punishment Forest to Clint.

Stretch out and kick a crab the size of a millstone, and watch the crab fly out in a parabola, and then hit the pool in the forest, causing a splash of water.

Geralt said with some good intentions: "This is the crab you eat every day. There are many more here, and there is even a big one in front. Would you like to introduce you to each other?"

After thinking about the crabs he ate were over five meters long and their legs were thicker than his thighs, Clint still sincerely refused the meeting.

After walking for a while, Geralt pointed to a pile of bugs gathered by the roadside and began to introduce Clint.

I saw that this group of bugs had tentacled mouthparts, and six tentacles supported the entire hemispherical sulfur-shaped body.There is also a mushroom head-like body part on the uppermost layer of the whole body.

"This is a poisonous hornworm. Although they don't have horns, they are indeed poisonous. As long as someone approaches or stimulates them, they will spray poisonous mist around them, just like this..."

As he said that, Geralt picked up a stone and threw it into the pile of venomous hornworms. The stimulated venomous hornworms began to frantically wave their small tentacles, and then sprayed purple from the tumors on their bodies. poisonous fog.

Seeing that the surrounding area of ​​the poisonous hornworm was instantly covered by poisonous mist, even though there was still a distance, Clint still took a few steps away from his heart.

Looking at Clint who was so careful, Geralt became interested instead, and said, "Don't stay so far away, poisonous hornworms can extract very good corrupt turpentine, which is a great auxiliary product, most suitable for a novice like you. That's it, you will be responsible for the extraction in the future, young people need to exercise more."

Before Clint refused, Geralt walked forward on his own. In order to keep up with Geralt's footsteps, so as not to be left in this dangerous forest, Clint had to follow Geralt's pace.

Gradually, there were more wooden stakes beside the road. There were obvious traces of man-made treatment on these wooden stakes. The wooden stakes tied into a cross shape with a ring in the middle were gathered into a pile and inserted into the ground.

Even on a stake, Clint saw a black mummy tied to it with iron chains.

Behind a big tree, Geralt gestured for silence, then pointed ahead to signal Clint to look.

Between a pile of wooden stakes, a tall hunchbacked figure was sitting slumped. This person should be more than four meters tall. His whole body was wrapped in rags, and he carried a cross stake broken from the bottom on his back.

From the exposed hands and feet, you can clearly see the red blood stains on them, and the blood has not even solidified at this moment.

This figure is exactly like the mummy that was chained to the stake before, except that it is taller.

Geralt pressed Clint's head, let him hide behind the tree and said: "When you see such a tall sinner in the future, according to your current strength, it's best to leave quietly. Don't think that you are an archer. It can attack from a distance, as long as it finds out, you are finished."

Signaling Clint not to come out, Geralt stepped out from behind the tree and walked quietly towards the criminal.

Pulling out a long sword from the four-dimensional pocket at his waist, Geralt swung the sword to test the balance point of the sword, but the sound of the sword tip piercing the air caught the sinner's attention.

The sinner, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, raised his head in an instant and looked around.

Seeing Geralt approaching with a sword, the sinner's eyes turned scarlet, and he let out a roar at Geralt, then stood up, spread his arms and charged like a strange species.

The sinner's feet stepped on the ground, not only leaving thick footprints, but also the vibration was transmitted to the distance. Clint, who was observing the tree closely, felt the tremor brought by the tree as the sinner ran.

Facing the sinner who was rushing towards him, Geralt did not dodge or defend, but held his sword flat, and the tip of the sword rushed towards the sinner in a thrusting posture.

A few steps away, the sinner rose into the air, raised his hands, and launched a downward attack on Geralt from the air.

Unexpectedly, Geralt did not change his stabbing posture at all, but attacked forward with the momentum, and left the spot with strides.

Boom~~
The sinner's landing attack made a sound and effect like a cannonball attack. A deep hole was blasted in the mud by the pond, and the splashed mud flew in all directions like bullets.

Clint had to hide behind the tree, using the tree to block the attack of the soil, listening to the dull sound of the soil hitting the tree trunk, compared with the swaying tree top, Clint believed that if an ordinary person faced such a The attack has long been riddled with holes.

When the sound stopped, Clint poked his head out from behind the tree and continued to observe the battle scene.

At this moment, Geralt dodged the attack and was in a back-to-back position with the sinner.

Following the previous stride and stab posture, he changed his footsteps, turned around instantly, and hit the sinner squatting on the ground with the stab attack.

The sword was inserted into the sinner's body, and he did not withdraw the sword rashly, but held the sword in both hands, and carried the whole sword with the strength of his body.

This was originally a blocking skill in swordsmanship, but it was used by Geralt to attack.

With such a block, the tip of the sword drew a scar several feet long along an arc in the sinner's body, and the sword was pulled out of the sinner's body.

The sinner, howling in pain, reached out and swiped at Geralt, trying to grab Geralt.

However, Geralt was still striding, this time shuttled to the side of the sinner's body, dodging the sinner's throwing technique.

Holding the sword in both hands, he bent at the sinner's leg and slashed.

Cut from the back of the knee joint, and then slid out the tip of the sword along the outside. The sharp blade damaged the oblique popliteal ligament and the peroneal collateral ligament.

Turning around with the potential energy of the swing, he cut the sword again in front of the sinner's knee joint and severed its patellar ligament.

Such an attack completely exposed the sinner's entire knee joint except the inner side, and even the meniscus inside the joint could be seen from the crack.

The knee joint was damaged, and one leg of the sinner could not bear the weight of the whole body, and fell to the side of the injured leg.

Geralt moved in front of the sinner, grabbed the little hair it had left with one hand, and inserted the long sword straight into its eye socket with the other, and the tip of the sword came out from the back of its head.

Holding the sword in both hands, kicking the criminal's head with one foot, Geralt struggled to pull the sword out of the criminal's head.

Such a battle ended within a face-to-face meeting.

Facing Clint who came out from behind the tree to observe the criminal's body, Geralt asked pointedly, "How is it?"

Clint compared the size of the two sides, shook his head and said: "I can't react at all. Whether it's size, strength or agility, the gap is too big."

Geralt grabbed a piece of rag from the sinner, and wiped the blood and tofu dregs on the sword indiscriminately. Seeing that the sword was still not clean, he had to squat beside the puddle that was blasted by the sinner's attack. Washing the blade.

After cleaning his long sword, Geralt said comfortingly, "It doesn't matter, just practice more and you'll be fine. The big deal is that you will die without a place to die. It's not a big deal."

Being so comforted, Clint didn't know what to say, so he could only smile wryly, and then followed Geralt's leaving footsteps.

After dealing with the sinners, there was basically no threat on this road except for the venomous hornworms that gathered together.

Until Geralt led Clint to a continuous building.

Although the defensive building built up of thick stone bricks can be seen from the inside, it can be seen from the scars on the city wall that the place is not peaceful.

Standing outside an arc-shaped doorway, Geralt said to Clint: "Next, after entering, be sure not to look to your left, you don't have a pass here, once you attract the black knight His line of sight will be killed by him on the spot."

With such a warning, Clint couldn't help swallowing, and nodded to show that he understood.

Following Geralt, Clint stared at Geralt's heels and followed Geralt step by step.

As soon as he entered the doorway, there was an indescribable sense of oppression on the left side, as if he was being roasted next to the flames, or he heard the wailing of a large creature that was killed in the red and black magma .

This kind of oppression from the inside out made Clint dare not raise his head at all, as if he would see a giant dragon spraying flames at him and burning him up.

It wasn't until Geralt opened an iron door and led Clint through that the oppressive feeling gradually weakened.

Now Clint's body was covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Panting heavily, the feeling of being on his back made Clint ask with conviction: "Is this the Black Knight you mentioned? I don't even have the courage to face him! When I dismantled the grenade and modified the roadside Bombs are not so scary..."

"So you are still weak, you have to work hard to become stronger..."

Passing through the iron gate, there is a balcony corridor. Blue crystals are scattered all over the balcony. The crystals are crystal clear, and the blue fluorescence attracts Clint's attention.

Picking up a piece and holding it in his hand, this piece of crystal that is as thick as a forearm has a completely mismatched weight. Even the initially strengthened Clint feels heavy in his hand.

"This is the product of the environment left by the crystalline lizard when it lived here. It's useless, but it looks better. You can take it back and make it into jewelry."

He tried to break off a piece from the crystal, but the crystal remained unchanged despite all his strength, so he dropped the crystal in his hand helplessly.

Hearing the clang of the crystal smashing to the ground, Clint asked, "Where do we go by transportation now?"

Clint who asked such a question was not aimless. After all, looking out from the balcony, there was only a whole basin under the shade of tall trees. The black color scheme brought by the woods made the whole basin full of ominousness.

Geralt pointed to a smashed wall below the balcony and said, "From there! But before that, you take these."

Geralt handed Clint several clay pots wrapped in twine.

The clay pot is about the size of a peeled coconut, and the brown clay pot fits perfectly in the hand and is held tightly.

"This is a flame pot, which contains fire-attributed powder, which can cause an explosion when broken and inflict fire-attributed damage. Next, the enemies you have to deal with are very afraid of fire. When I ask you to throw it, you must be accurate hit the enemy, understand?"

After finishing the order, Geralt jumped out of the broken wall without waiting for Clint to reply.

Following Clint who jumped out, he found that there were several continuous platforms under his feet, which had been artificially opened up so that people could have a foothold.

After jumping down several platforms along the way, the trees began to cover the sky, and the whole environment became dark and humid.

After landing on the last level of platform, the scenery under the feet turned into a corrupt green quagmire. In the distance, large creatures holding huge trees were constantly patrolling, and nearby were small monsters crawling on all fours in the quagmire.

Such a harsh environment made Clint's scalp tingle, which he had never seen before, and the flame pot he was holding began to creak.

"Calm down, there is nothing to be afraid of here, after all, this place has been cleaned up, if you came here a few months ago, you would have seen the friendly curse frogs rushing towards you."

In response to Geralt's out-of-the-ordinary explanations, Clint also had experience. The easier the explanation, the more dangerous it was.

But there was no more dangerous curse frog here, so Clint was a little relieved.

Clint finally asked, "Where are we going?"

Geralt pointed to the looming stone building in front of him and said, "That's right there, the resting place of the old Farran wolf. We're going to the top."

(End of this chapter)