From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 351 Prepare to let the eternal fire ignite Redania

"Osmand... finally sent someone here. It seems that the gods have not forgotten this evil valley..."

After lying on the ground for a while, the scarred demon hunter Raymond opened his eyes again.His voice was hoarse and steady, much more tired than when he was possessed by the Red Plague Ghost just now.

It seemed that he had not spoken for so long that it was difficult for him to form words, but this seemed normal.

"I don't know...how he gathered such a large group of brothers like you..." Raymond shook his head, "But thank you for keeping me alive..."

When he said this, his words stopped abruptly. He lowered his head and finally saw his messy body clearly:
The armor was broken, the chest and ribs were dented, the body was covered in blood, and the legs and feet were twisted.

His slurred speech was not just because he hadn't spoken for too long, but because he didn't have many good teeth left in his mouth.

Raymond's expression became frightened: "Am I...still alive?"

The people of the Wolf Faction did not put down their swords. They knew very well what tricks a demon spirit that had lived for hundreds of years could play. The appearance of the man in front of them might just be another way of confusing them.

But Lan waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to panic, strode forward, lowered his head and began to explain the current situation.

"You are not safe yet. The Red Plague Ghost is still in your body, but our warlocks have used magic to seal it so that it cannot leave your body. And your body has long been dead after hundreds of years of destruction. Now On the contrary, the Red Plague Ghost is still maintaining your last glimmer of vitality."

Raymond's mind was not yet clear, and he stared blankly at the lion's head on Lan's chest: "I have never seen this kind of badge... What school of thought are you from?"

"Wait... wait! You mean hundreds of years?" Raymond suddenly realized something and screamed, "What year is this?"

Lan shook his head and replied: "1265."

"Let me think about it, let me think about it... I came in in 970... No, it might have been in 980. My mind is very messed up..." Raymond held his head, "But, but Osmond... Promise to come back to me! One year, five years at most, even ten years is fine, he said he will come back to save me!"

The red mist erupted from the old demon hunter's body again. The Red Plague Ghost seemed to want to take advantage of Raymond's mental fluctuations to try to break through the seal again, but was suppressed by Yennefer in an instant.

Keyan sighed empathically towards Shapet beside him: "He has been imprisoned for nearly 300 years..."

……

Lan raised his left hand, and the cold white light followed his fingertips and enveloped Raymond's brain.

"Calm down, we are still here to save you now, aren't we?"

[Yaxi Seal·Magic Explosion]

This was equivalent to hypnotizing an old demon hunter and a red plague ghost at the same time, but under the continuous supply of magic power, Raymond still calmed down.

"I'm hopeless. Look at my body." Raymond said decadently, "But it's quite appropriate for you to use a warlock seal. Hurry up and kill the Red Plague Ghost with me now to prevent it from getting out. Spreading diseases harms people..."

At this moment, he still thinks about eliminating harm for the people.

Lan shook his head, and put his left hand on Raymond's shoulder under Raymond's confused eyes.

"A lot of things have happened outside in the past 300 years, and the most important thing to you is that I appeared." Lann pointed at himself and chuckled.

"I can save you. My power will enter your body to repair your body in a while, but please don't resist, because this is your only chance."

In Raymond's disbelieving and expectant eyes, Lan's mind sank into the system panel.

Spend a skill point to open a new follower panel. This last skill point has been recycled many times.

Immediately afterwards, the experience points dropped like a plunge, and soon exceeded three digits - they could not be recycled, and Lan suddenly realized that he had not upgraded for a long time.

But the expenses are worth it.

A brand new panel opened before him.

[Follower: Raymond

Sex: Male
Race: Demon Hunter
Rating: 1
Talent: Plague Body

Experience Points: 0/1000
Health: 2200/2200
Mana: 2500/2500
inventory: none

Skill column: Wolf School Skills, Wolf School Swordsmanship Advanced, Wolf School Seal Advanced, Blacksmithing Advanced, Tailoring Advanced, Occultism Advanced, Herbalism Advanced, General Knowledge Advanced, Alchemy Advanced, Riding Intermediate, Crossbow Intermediate, Gwent Card Low skill
Mission: None]

Compared with trolls, dragons, giants, and high-level vampires, the witcher's panel is much inferior, but the witcher is a profession that relies on rich knowledge and skills to defeat the weak and the strong.

The important thing is not Raymond's panel attributes, but the special talent formed through his special experience.

【Shared follower talent】

[Shared Talent: Plague Body]

[Plague: The owner of this talent is immune to all bacterial and viral diseases, and at the same time increases his resistance to all toxins by [-]%. 】

Lan En's eyes froze. He seemed to be able to take more potions?

……

The effect of talent can be slowly savored later.

Under the nervous gazes of other members of the wolf sect, Raymond's body was injected with a vitality far beyond spring out of thin air; when he took his first breath, he was still half-dead, but when he exhaled this breath, he was still half-dead. It was as if he had vomited death out of his body.

The injuries and illnesses disappeared without a trace in a breath, and even the face that looked depressed after being tortured for hundreds of years became energetic.

"Yennefer." Lann did not relax and shouted loudly, "Now, lift the seal!"

More powerful magic power was injected into Raymond's body, and at the same time, the sorceress suddenly withdrew her spell.

The next second, the rolling red mist, as solid as blood, steamed from Raymond's body and seeped out from every pore on his body. At that moment, everyone's ears seemed to be echoed by countless overlapping voices. .

Those voices belong to men, women, old people, children...

The three-meter-tall red plague ghost finally showed its true appearance.Its upper limbs are human-like, and its lower limbs are only hazy mist. The skin that is left is rugged and dry like bark, and its body is covered with spurs that shine with blood;

As soon as it appeared, it roared and rushed out the door. The speed made other demon hunters who were rejoicing in Raymond's recovery unable to react.

Fortunately, in the next second, purple brilliance clung to its body, which not only slowed down the Red Plague Ghost, but also served as a prison to tightly imprison it.

Lan En's [Arden] seal lasts longer than expected, and its effect is beyond common sense.

Vesemir, Geralt, Lambert, Eskar, and Shapet, who had transformed into Geralt, all five of them drew their swords from behind. This time they had no worries about holding back. .

"Wait!" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

The sudden departure of the evil spirit left Raymond in a daze on the ground for a moment, but his murderous eyes were fixed on the Red Plague Ghost.

He suddenly felt a bottle of magic potion being stuffed into his left hand. When he looked up, he saw it was Lan.

The blond young man smiled encouragingly at him.He raised his head, put the potion into his throat, and his mind instantly cleared.

Raymond calmly slapped his left hand to give himself a layer of [Quen] protection, and then pinched out another [Alder] from afar.

"Let me do it...there must be an explanation for these hundreds of years of torture!"

Everyone retreated, Geralt handed the Lake Lady's Sword back to Lan, and Lan handed it to Raymond.

"Have fun." He wished.
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The fate of the Red Plague Ghost can only be described as miserable.

300 years ago, Raymond was still able to seal the Red Plague Ghost with his extraordinary magical knowledge and strong willpower, even though he had been possessed and plotted against him.

Now, he has a body that has been repaired to its peak by the [Follow] system, which allows him to display his strength to an even greater extent.

This evil spirit, which was born due to the resentment of countless patients before their deaths, finally failed to get the chance to cause harm to living beings in this world, and died screaming in the place where it was born.

Raymond also personally brought his nearly 300 years of persistence to a perfect end.

Chapet's commission thus ended.

But he had a follow-up request.

Today's Devil's Pit is still full of plague germs and is a dead place. Anyone who comes close is at risk of being infected.

Therefore, he wants to entrust Lan to "purify" this place.

At the entrance of the mine, Lan opened his left hand to pinch out the seal and took a deep breath.

[Igni Sign · Pyromania · Magic Burst]!
Fiery flames spurted out from Lann's palm, as if there was a tireless dragon inhabiting its depths.A steady stream of heat waves pours into the cave of disease with the power of blazing purification, turning the evil that once existed here into ashes.

Shapet's appearance melted and then solidified again, changing from Geralt's appearance back to the Archon of Eternal Fire.

His expression was cold, but there was compassion in his eyes.He knelt on the ground and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

"The flame ignites us and protects us from evil. The flame never dies and guides us even after death.

Eternal Fire, we pray to you.Eternal Fire, we place our faith in you.

Eternal Fire..."

The witchers took a step back, their faces slightly heated by the firelight.

Raymond looked at Shapet with interest.His hundreds of years of suffering are inseparable from the eternal fire. Strictly speaking, he has a grudge.

Unexpectedly, the current Eternal Flame was actually stolen by a shapeshifter as the Archon?Raymond felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

But then his attention was attracted to Lan, because the fire breathed out by this young demon hunter was enough to ignite an entire village or even a small town, and that was not the end, it was still going on.

Soon, the rocks surrounding the mine were blazing with rootless fire, and these incombustible materials were ignited.Accompanied by bursts of "booming" explosions and sounds of collapse, violent shaking began to come from deep underground.

Shapet closed his eyes, with tears in his eyes: "I am willing to bear this sin and rectify the name of the flame in the future. Brothers and sisters, let's pray together - the flame protects the world and burns away the dirt; the flame protects the world and warms the road; the flame exposes Evil, make evil disappear..."

Raymond quietly touched Vesemir beside him: "Little guy, what's going on with this one with the lion badge? Is the power of this seal too exaggerated? And why do I feel special when I see him for the first time? Is it pleasing to the eye?"

Vesemir laughed: "Lan has an inexplicable charm, and everyone likes him... But a lot has happened in the past 200 years, let's talk slowly..."

……

"What? Now the Demon Hunter Order has been re-established? Six different schools have been gathered together?"

Novigrad, Temple Island, Eternal Fire Parlor.

Raymond, who had been away from the world for hundreds of years, screamed repeatedly as he listened to everyone tutoring him on what had happened in the outside world for hundreds of years.

Vesemir smiled and nodded.

Lambert grabbed the wine bottle on the table and filled the wine glasses in front of everyone. He looked at Raymond and asked curiously: "Why is your necklace different from ours, and the style of your previous armor is also the same as ours." Very different. I almost didn’t recognize you as a brother of the Wolf Faction.”

Today's witcher badges are all made with round engravings, but the necklace on Raymond's chest just hangs a coin-sized metal disc with a wolf's head outlined in relief.

It's probably the difference between 3D and 2D.

"The badges of our era were all made by ourselves after passing the [Alpine Trial], rather than being awarded by mentors like yours." Raymond was also particularly patient with the brothers of the Wolf Faction.Although he looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties on the outside, he has a kindness that is better than that of the white-haired Vesemir.

"The armor on my body was also made by myself. My brothers at that time always liked to give me all kinds of armor and sundries, and I could turn them into treasure..."

"Then you are really amazing!" Eskar exclaimed, "That armor of yours is really strong. It has obviously not been maintained for hundreds of years, but the four of us spent a long time chopping around and it didn't break!"

Raymond couldn't hold it any longer: "You are indeed ruthless in your attacks. Are you really not worried about missing me and beating me to death..."

Raymond's talent in the art of blacksmithing is truly astonishing. His homemade armor combines a variety of ancient lost techniques and his own alchemical enhancement, which is especially suitable for the demon hunter's seal.

"I spent a long time communicating frequently with the armorers, alchemists, and mages stationed at the time, and then traveled almost all over the northern border, and finally saved up this armor. I originally planned to take it with me It’s a pity that he returned to the sect as the basis for the wolf sect’s armor in the future…” Raymond shook his head.

Vesemir sighed, suddenly feeling sad.

"If you had not been trapped here, this armor, which can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the Wolf Faction, could have been brought back to the Wolf Faction."

"Maybe we won't be so powerless in the subsequent riots..."

Vesemir was talking about the tragedy that almost wiped out Kaer Morhen.

Raymond was silent for a while, and finally sighed and patted Vesemir on the shoulder: "You are the apprentice brought out by Bamin, right? He is my best friend, and you did not embarrass him."

"I have worked hard for you for so many years..."

……

The people of the Wolf Faction were sad about the past and nostalgic about the present.

On the other side, Lann pulled Shapet.

Each filled the wine glasses in front of them, and the Duke of Cintra faced the Archon of Eternal Fire with a serious face.

"There will be a riot in Redania soon. Strictly speaking, it may be called a rebellion."

Lann's first words made Shapet's expression change drastically.

"I need your help, Chapette."

(End of this chapter)