Our family is in decline

And with Junia's magic, the covering evil spell was directly broken, and the cult priest who was originally hiding in the darkness was also exposed.

A similar black iron mask, but with more clothes than those, and an animal skin with complex runes draped around his waist.

None of this is important. What is important is that the staff she is holding is communicating some ritual.

"Quick, interrupt her, don't let her complete the evil spell!"

Without any hesitation, Geralt rushed forward with his sword, but his purpose was too obvious, and the believers were not stupid and immediately wanted to stop him.

Facing the cultists blocking the way, they raised their hands and used Alder's Seal to deflect them away, but another one came up the next second. They were risking their lives to hold him back, and Geralt was helpless for a moment.

Tardif did not expect that the first encounter would be so difficult. The strength of these cultists was stronger than he imagined.

But he uses money to do things, and since he takes on this task, he will do his best to complete it.

Finally he found an opportunity and hit the cultist's head with a left hook. When the enemy was staggering, he struck the enemy with an ax on the neck and killed him.

It happened that he noticed the magic breaking the evil spell, and the cult priest showed up and was marked by Geralt.

Although he seemed a bit lonely because he had not integrated into the team before, he knew very well when cooperation was needed.

While Geralt had attracted the attention of most of the believers, he touched it directly, with a very clear target: the cult priest.

The head was a bounty to him.

And now he wants to collect the bounty!

Tardif rushed forward so fast that the believers did not even react.

But the priest himself reacted and rushed in front of him. How could he not react?

Looking at the menacing enemy, the priest did not dare to bet on whether his neck could bear the axe. After all, he was not one of those miscellaneous fish. He who mastered the magic could not die casually. Only by living can he be of greater use to the Lord. .

Almost instantly, realizing that her safety could not be protected, she was forced to interrupt the prepared ritual and turned around to escape into the darkness.

It’s just that the person chasing her is a bounty hunter~

"Hmph! Want to escape?" Upon seeing this, Tardif stretched out his hand and pulled out a hook chain from his waist, turned it around in his hand a few times to accelerate, and then threw it directly.

This unique skill accurately hit the priest's shoulder. Tardif used force to pull the hook and bit it deeply into the bone, and actually pulled it over.

An ordinary woman would definitely not be able to withstand the iron hook piercing her flesh and being pulled, but the priest felt no pain at all, so this flesh injury had no effect on her.

However, he also hated this guy who suddenly interrupted his ritual. He immediately turned around and raised the staff in his hand to perform the evil spell. A black mist that was difficult for ordinary people to detect condensed on the staff.

Tardif had never seen this method before, and he couldn't see the thick black mist coming toward him, and he still waved the ax.

But the movement froze in the next second. No one knew what the reaction was under the helmet, but the lowered arms and the inexplicable sound were very strange.

Disma was also a ruthless person at the beginning and suffered countless injuries, but he almost collapsed after being attacked.

Tardif is no exception, and the body that fell down illustrates the situation.

The reason is very simple. These ordinary people have no means to resist this kind of soul attack and can only resist forcefully.

Geralt and the others also noticed this situation. They were a little lucky that Tardif interrupted the priest's spell casting, but in the blink of an eye, they fell to the evil spell that killed people without blood.

When the priest saw this, he stopped pretending and murmured inaudible words, wanting to repeat his old tricks and kill Geralt, the main force.

Geralt and the others certainly felt strongly uneasy when they saw this, and they didn't know if they could withstand it.

The priest also noticed their reaction, and seemed to feel the Lord's gaze, and the words in his mouth became more passionate.

But she made a very serious mistake, that is, she underestimated Tardif too much.

"More money...More money..."

Tardif's nerves slowly recovered from the pain, and his strong will kept him from forgetting his mission. He kept muttering in his mouth, but the hand holding the ax tightened tighter and tighter, until the paralyzed Tardif suddenly burst into flames. , picked up the ax and struck at the priest.

"Add more money, it will hurt your lungs!"

Although his consciousness was not clear, the muscle memory of a bounty hunter made him aim at the neck. The ax that he had carefully maintained before nightfall showed extraordinary power and directly cut off the head of the unsuspecting priest.

When the head falls to the ground, you can even see the lips that are constantly opening and closing. The body standing still does not even affect the movement of the hands, which looks very weird.

However, the blood that continuously emerged from the fracture finally drained away the last trace of life force, and the body collapsed.

This situation reversed the situation in an instant. When the believers saw the priest dead, they immediately went crazy, abandoned Geralt and the others, and rushed towards Tardif.

People with extraordinary talents are very rare no matter where they are, and those who can become priests are naturally only one in a hundred. Therefore, the status of priests within the Ascension Sect is very different from those of these believers.

Their mission is to protect the priests, and now that the priests are dead, unless they can kill the enemy, there is no point in their existence.

Tardif had suffered a heavy blow just now, and it was only through its tenacious will that it was able to hold on and kill the priests. How could it be possible to withstand these crazy believers now?

The Ascended Cultists didn't care about this and rushed over with staggering steps, their iron claws stretched out to stab straight at them.

If Tardif hadn't been tricked, they wouldn't be afraid of these guys at all.

It's a pity that he was already in poor condition, and the ax blow just now caused severe pain in his brain. In his trance, he didn't notice the iron claw stabbing him at all.

"clang!"

The sound of metal colliding sounded. Geralt waved his sword to block the iron claws. The movement of these people also liberated him from the restriction.

It was obvious that Geralt would not watch anything happen to his companions.

Without saying a word, Geralt rushed up and fought with the cultists, but defense was the most difficult because there were weaknesses, especially when the opponent was so crazy, he would rather be injured than break through.

Not to mention there are more than one of them. Geralt can block one or two, but not all of them.

Seeing a cultist breaking through and rushing toward Tardif, a roar rang out.

"Get back!" Barristan charged with a shield, waved his hand to block the blow, and then stood in front of Tardif. "Don't be afraid, they can't pass me!"

At the same time, Junia activated her magic, and the flash of light poured into a cultist's head, causing him to move. Geralt seized the opportunity and struck down with a sword.

The appearance of Barristan directly liberated Geralt from protection. A master witcher with no weaknesses will tell them what fighting means.

There were only a few in the first place. After the most threatening priest died, the remaining believers could not be their opponents and were quickly killed.

When the battle came to an end, even Geralt couldn't help but gasp.

How easy it is to go on a mission with the lord. Even if the lord is knocked down by evil magic, when he gets back up, the evil cult is destroyed like a torrent.

Now, the few of them are proficient in fighting anyway, but they are still in such a mess. If Tardif hadn't risked his life to kill the priest just now, it would have been even more difficult.

The golden gaze swept around to make sure there were no more problems, and Geralt breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everyone, check if you are injured."

"No." Barristan was wearing armor and holding a shield. If he was easily injured, his life would have been in vain all these years.

"Me neither." Junia is also wearing armor. She did get poked a few times just now, but the armor blocked her. It is true that the armor was a little damaged.

So everyone focused on Tardif, and needless to say, they knew that he had been tricked.

"I'll treat him." Junia used the magic without saying a word, but it was obvious that there was no big reaction.

Barristan had heard some about it from Lance, and explained it to them by the way.

"Sir, I said that these evil spells involve the soul level. They are not ordinary physical injuries. They are mainly psychological pressure. Emotions will be disturbed. As long as you are strong-willed, you will slowly recover."

No one present has tried it, so we can only hope that Tardif can handle it.

"I'm fine..." Tardif also struggled to get up. Geralt quickly asked Junia to help. As for him, he had to face these corpses.

"Junia, help him go over there to rest first, while Barristan and I deal with these bodies."

"How to deal with it?" Barristan only now realized that the flesh and blood of the corpse will enhance the power of the evil god. After all, the lord used to handle it directly, so when did he need to worry about this.

"Burn them. This lord already told me when he came. He just wants to check their bodies first."

Tardif was helped to the side and sat down, and soon a bonfire with human fuel was raised. This was the old camp here. Enough dry firewood could be found, and even some of the dilapidated barracks were demolished.

The strong flames illuminated the entire camp. The smell was a bit strange at first, but slowly the burnt smell mixed with the smoke and rose into the sky.

"Our position seems to have been exposed, do you want to move?"

"It's still late at night, and it may be more dangerous to act rashly. We still have a certain amount of initiative by staying here, and we just had a big battle. Everyone has consumed a lot of energy and is not suitable for transfer." Geralt is also aware of this risk, but He chose the safer option and waited until dawn.

Barristan had no objection to this, "You were exhausted just now, now I'm here to watch you for the rest of the night, so you guys can rest quickly."

He was not talking nonsense, he was the one who consumed the least amount of energy just now. As the main force, Geralt killed three people in a row, which consumed a lot of money, not to mention Junia's magical spells. As for Tardif's state, it was impossible to keep vigil.

The campground calmed down again. After being tired for a long time and being attacked by the night, everyone felt a little exhausted. After a brief treatment, they lay down to rest.

As for Tardif, it has recovered a little bit, and the strangeness is indeed weakening as time goes by.

In the situation just now, he was actually conscious, but it was like his body had been stripped away, but he could sense the surrounding situation.

To be honest, he didn't expect that these people would try their best to protect him. He was only sent to jail after being betrayed, so he didn't believe in those friendships. Only gold coins were real.

But the reactions of the few people just now did make it a bit difficult for him to adapt. Once upon a time, he was also one...

Silently, Tardif turned over, tightened the ax in his hand and fell into sleep.

Barristan didn't have Geralt's inhuman senses, so he could only concentrate on paying attention to the goings-on around him.

And because the fire on the other side was full of fire due to the huge bonfire, it was considered to be glowing and illuminating them.

Night vigil is difficult, Barristan has always known it, but he can't help but think of the lord who always takes the initiative to take on this task when he leads the team and protects them at night.

This is not something that a noble lord can do. Your Excellency is indeed the savior and the last hope of this world.

Being attacked at night was already outrageous, and Barristan thought that everyone would be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of the night.

But I didn't expect that not long after here, there would be movement and undisguised sounds outside again.

Barristan looked outside carefully, and soon saw an extremely terrifying scene, and quickly woke up several other people.

Geralt and the others were not in a deep sleep to begin with. They were awakened with just a gentle push, and facing them was Barristan's extremely solemn face.

Neither of them made a sound, but looked outside in the direction directed by Barristan.

Although they didn't move the camp just now, they did change it to a more secretive location. Their place was still some distance away from the campfire, and it was blocked by ancient masonry ruins, so the other party didn't notice them immediately.

And now they finally saw what it was through the firelight emanating from the burning bonfire, but for a moment everyone, including Geralt, couldn't help but look shocked.

Because what disturbed them was not humans, but a group of indescribable monsters.

The proportions of the monster's body shape do not resemble that of a human being at all. It has dark skin and strong muscles. The exaggerated muscles are even more exaggerated than those of the cultists who have undergone the flesh and blood ritual just now.

But that's not the strangest thing, because these monsters have pig-like heads, and the upturned fangs even extend beyond the protruding pig nose. There is no hair on the head, but a pig bristle.

The structure of the monster's hands is somewhat similar to that of humans, but its lower body is more like a pig, with short legs and pig's hooves.

But it's really strange that someone with such body proportions can stand up and walk.

These pig-like monsters are not ordinary, because they actually learned to wrap cloth around their bodies, and also tied a heart shield around their waists, a chain hammer in one hand, and a serrated meat cleaver in the other.

If these guys weren't still wearing animal skins, their iron-smelting technology would even be doubted.

Thanks to [Justice Nemesis] for the 500 reward, and thanks to [Porridge Loves Reading] for the 100 reward.