From Demon Hunter to Lord of the Empire

Chapter 89: A True Roundabout Sword Dance

On the other hand, Lan, how could he really cut Jeron Moru. He had already been mentally prepared, and in the process of running, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the [Moon Dust], and directly let this alchemy bomb detonate in the palm of his hand!

The silver dust instantly wrapped Lan, and the green phosphorous fire ignited in the void around Lann at the same time, and the demon spirit was wrapped in silver chips as soon as it appeared, losing the ability to blur.

– When the short soldiers met, it came.

Just try out your newly learned skills.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lan just thought of this, as if awakening the skill of sleeping in the muscles, the body naturally began to swing, and the steps naturally began to rotate.

Light like a butterfly wearing flowers, dexterous like a treetop civet, fierce like chasing a fast leopard.

【Boomerang Sword Dance】!

Previously, through his own imitation and Geralt’s instruction, Rann initially learned the sword dance mastered by the demon hunter. It is an advanced technique with more than a dozen, but it also has disadvantages: first, the fast slash in the sword dance is too fast, resulting in less strength than the usual charge blow, Lan’s sword dance slash almost does not break the armor, can only be used to create a counterattack space in the encirclement or bully armorless enemies such as water ghosts;

The second is that this kind of movement that dances the body like a windmill is accompanied by strong inertia, and the flaws are so large that it cannot be sent and received freely, and even there will be a period of stiffness after the action. Just like Lan obviously faced the three water ghosts in mid-air before, he turned twice to attack them all, and he also turned one more circle to unload, all because of this.

Now, the skill [Roundabout Sword Dance] brought by the blessing of the system is a completely different effect.

Lan felt that he could start in any kind of power posture, stop in any power position, and every blow in the rotation was the force of an all-out blow, and he could freely attack any corner around him with a sword blade slash, a sword spike, and a sword ridge beat!

At this moment, in the face of the enemy’s attack, Lan lightly blocked the weapon wielded by the demon spirit, and while spinning, he flashed the opponent’s claws with his head down, and then-

His body was blown up by a storm of blades!

Different sword moves were swung out by Lan En heartily, the silver longsword frantically penetrated through the body of the demon spirit, and Thomas Moru couldn’t count how many swords he had hit in that breath just now!

Even if he didn’t apply the evil spirit oil that the demon hunters specially used to restrain the spirit body, such a high frequency of silver sword attacks alone was enough to cause great damage to the demon spirit’s body!

It was as if the wound of the light spot was constantly flickering on the demon spirit, and the originally solid figure became illusory and scattered, as if it was about to float away, and his limbs began to burn green phosphorous fire.

It’s almost a success!

At this time, Lan also felt that his physical strength was constantly dissipating like a reservoir that had opened the floodgates. [Boomerang Sword Dance], as a skill in the game, was originally powered by the unique adrenaline and vitality points of the demon hunter.

The skill system on his body has been mutated to be able to drive all the energy including mana. But neither vitality, energy nor magic is their own.

Therefore, [Boomerang Sword Dance] consumes only the most basic thing – physical strength.

Tired! With just a dozen swords, Lane felt as if he had been fighting Geralt for an afternoon, and his arms seemed to be poured with lead.

But now you must not fall, can tiredness be more terrible than death?

Lan’s eyes widened, and his blue pupils and the green eyes of the demon spirit looked at each other fiercely.

I’d rather see which of us can’t hold out first!”

The storm blown by the silver sword did not stop, the demon spirit trapped in it was brought left and right by the attack, unable to fight back, and the green fire on his body was burning more and more, about to completely ignite himself!

Finally, as if he had made some important mortal decision, the demon spirit suddenly stretched his hands open to allow the attack, and the empty door was wide open.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible fluctuation appeared on his body, and the green fire on his body burned even more violently, as if sacrificing part of his body.

The cat’s head badge on Rann’s chest vibrated wildly.

What the?! Lan’s pupils shrank, this demon spirit can actually use magic, is his judgment wrong, is this special demon spirit turned into by a warlock really so powerful?

Lan’s judgment was correct, the demon spirit really needed to use his own flesh to perform magic freely, and now because Lan could no longer achieve it.

But after all, it was a hundred-year-old warlock before its death, and after turning into a special demon spirit through amazing obsession, it still retained a magic that matched the demon spirit body and it——

Portals

The deep darkness stretched out a shining blue spark border, swallowing Lane and Thomas Moru in one fell swoop.

The brief feeling of vertigo was followed by a feeling of weightlessness, Lane fell violently to the ground after freefalling for a while, and some of the armor in contact with the ground was deformed under the violent impact, and the body and bones under the iron armor seemed to be moaning, and the feeling of tearing and pain constantly stimulated Ran’s nerves.

“Ran! ”

One hand pulled up Lan En, who was sore from falling, and Lan opened his eyes to see that it was a white-haired demon hunter in black armor with his sword facing away from him, wary of the green fire demon spirit in midair.

Geralt, why is he here?

Or, where are you?

Rann looked around and found that there were a dozen portals in all directions, and he was back in the hall full of gargoyles before.

What does Thomas Moru mean? Although there was only one Geralt in the hall, didn’t he know that the demon hunter was much more professional than himself? Could it be that he was cut by his own sword dance and panicked?

Geralt asked without looking back, “Is it badly injured?” ”

Lane coughed twice, his body shook, he felt a slight spread of blood in his mouth, and there were different degrees of pain alarm throughout his body.

“I can still fight, and the other side hurts a lot more than me. ”

“What’s going on? Geralt made sure that Rann could stand up and asked with a solemn face, “How did you fall out with a demon spirit?” This is not an ordinary demon spirit, an ordinary demon spirit cannot burn half of its body and still be alive, and it is impossible for an ordinary demon spirit to open the portal. ”

“He was Thomas Moru. Rann tried to move his hands and feet, relaxing his muscles as much as possible, and asked Geralt, “You still have the Demon Blocking Gold Bomb, divide me one, mine is running out.” ”

Geralt handed a bomb back without looking back and asked, “What do you mean he is Thomas Moru?” ”

Lan grinned and replied, “He wants to turn himself into the son of a demon hunter and back again.” If you don’t do it when you are alive, you will continue to become a demon when you die. He was also able to possess his previous body with magic as a demon spirit, and he was cut to pieces by me. ”

Geralt narrowed his eyes: “This doesn’t sound like a good story. Demon spirits with special abilities are not simple – wait a minute, what is he doing! ”

Hearing Geralt exclaim, Lan couldn’t help but look with him towards the demon floating in midair.

After teleporting with Lan, the demon spirit did not seem to stop his casting, the green flame on his body burned more and more, and finally turned all the parts below his chest into ashes before he could stop, even so, there were still fragments of flames slowly burning on his body, which was the injury that Lann caused him.

And just as the body was burning, the Demon Hunter’s badge told his master that the magic fluctuations around him were getting stronger and stronger. Correspondingly, all the portals in the hall were shining at the same time.

A chill rushed from the soles of Rann’s feet to the top of his head, and he only felt that a big hand had grabbed his heart fiercely.

Suddenly, Rann saw the druids thrown out of the portal facing Rann.

At this time he was carrying a long stick upside down and covered in wounds; Behind him was Swarde, who was in a group with him, and most of the armor on his body was shattered and deformed; And behind – a stone giant three people tall, wrapped in vines of branches, this is the Golem!

Golems are life-giving creatures that use spells to not think and follow the instructions of their Creator without question. Compared to the gargoyles it encountered before, its behavior is more rigid, but its strength is far beyond.

The druid roared, and the vines on the golem’s body suddenly bloomed green and began to grow, winding the large man in place.

“Great, Lannister, Geralt, come and join me in this thing…” Before he could finish his sentence, the druid’s expression of joy at seeing his companion froze on his face, gradually turning into horror.

Only because those portals began to spit out all kinds of figures outside after passing through the silence that seemed to be accumulating power for a second:

The portal on the right threw out a heavily armored soldier of the exploration team, with three water ghosts hanging from him, and a large group chasing behind him;

The portal on the left keeps throwing ghouls that look like skinned children, chewing something in their mouths;

Five or six gargoyles, covered in blood, were thrown out of the portal behind, shouting “Destroy the invaders”;

There were also huge centipedes thrown out of the portal, mostly gray and a few white, one of which wrapped a soldier like a python and gnawed off his head in front of Rann;

Inside those portals on the second floor, five deformed humans fell out, each with a deformed mutation: some had their left arm four or five times thicker than their right arm, some had skin that seemed to melt and were pitted, and some had different degrees of adhesion on their fingers and toes like a meat pestle. And they all have one thing in common – amber cat’s eyes.

The hall, which can accommodate forty or fifty people, was filled in an instant.

They include warlocks who created guards to guard the ruins, man-eating monsters that have been captured or raised by warlocks for hundreds of years to extract experimental materials, and experiments that have survived warlock mutation failures but survived.

(End of chapter)