The Divine Hunter

   Chapter 605 Homecoming

   Demon Hunter lv14 (20200/16500) → lv15 (700/18500) (3000 deduction for Soul Guardian)

   Level up, depleted mana and life back to full.

   Get 1 skill point and 1 attribute point.

   Will: 38→40 (main attribute +2)

  The sword of Guvisil and Gabriel flashed different lights, waiting for matching treasures for a new round of strengthening.

   And the enhanced sword spirit Xue Rui in Arrondette twirled the illusory and exquisite body, and danced a cheerful dance for the witcher while the yellow skirt fluttered.

  唰——

   On the body whose limbs were erased by bad luck, a vicious divine power disappeared, and pieces of broken flesh and skin protruded bright red buds, and the pale stubble chased each other and glued together into pieces of complete flesh.

   His hands and feet grew back, his skin was as white and delicate as a baby, and the five senses that had disappeared returned, the light, sound, the breeze brushed his cheeks, and the fragrance of earth and bushes lingered on his nose, making him miss him as if from a lifetime.

   In addition to the huge feeling of weakness brought about by the activation of the arrival, he has to last for two months, and he feels better than ever!

   He took out a fist-sized, black chelicerae shaped like a hook, which was derived from the relic of a lion-headed spider—

  The Relic of the God of Bad Omens

  Material: Midge teeth of lion head spider, power of pain

  Use:

   Midge teeth continue to absorb the surrounding pain force.

   Scratch a target with gnats, and the stored power of pain will be converted into a curse and poured into its body, twisting its body, making it mutate into some kind of lycanthropy (the shape is affected by genes and personality)

  The lycanthrope retains his sanity and can change from human form to beast form at will, but the process is irreversible.

   lycanthropes are particularly sensitive to silver.

  …

   Absorb pain, confer a curse, transform the body of a beast?

   Is this some kind of powerful mutation?

  Roy's heart moved, this relic was similar to the cursed necklace obtained from Indalsfair Island.

   But it is more powerful, and the cursed does not suffer from hunger and permanent bondage.

   werewolf, bear man and other animalized people's physical fitness is not weaker than ordinary witchers.

  This curse is equivalent to a special kind of enhancement and mutation!

   Suddenly, a new path of curse and witcher's path appeared in front of Roy, which was different from the trial of grass. .

   But now is not the time to think carefully.

   He turned and looked around.

  The web of eternity was broken, the gloomy and oppressive sky was replaced by the morning light and the clear sky, the sticky spider webs turned into thick snow,

This devastated Temple of Lebioda is still the same as when he sent it over—the wooden fence was smashed by the carriage, and in the center of several exquisite brick buildings stood a piece of collapsed ruins. And the bloodstains under the statue of the God of Bad Omen were still wet, revealing a half-blooded horse corpse.

Next to   —

   "Mr. Roy! Why did you suddenly disappear just now? Scare us!"

   In the loud cry of surprise, the two witcher apprentices rushed to Roy's side. After being repaired by the high-level vampire decoction, there was a blush of excitement on the flawless face, and the amber pupils were sparkling.

"Will you speak, worry about it!" Arkham immediately gave Carl a shove on the shoulder, "Don't look at who your Excellency is standing in front of you, the chief prophet of the Brotherhood, the strongest demon hunter! Think about the wonderful demonstration performance just now! There is a big spider in the mere, Mr. Roy must be able to catch it?!"

  Roy shook his head and smiled, his eyes passed behind them like torches, the boys and girls gathered in a pile, and passed over these two little faces, until they turned pale.

   "Two little devils, don't think that you can fool them by flattering. This time you are lucky. I happened to be here when I had time. The trouble has been completely resolved, and there will be no future troubles."

   The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and raised their fists secretly in excitement.

   "But don't be complacent! If I didn't come, you two would have to pierce the sky!"

   His tone suddenly changed to stern, and his face was solemn. If he came a step late, the God of Bad Omen had already created two more crappy pain singers, and Abigail should have fled with his family business.

   The two realized that they were too impulsive, and with a good attitude of confessing their guilt and punishing them, they lowered their heads with lingering fears.

   "Tell me, what's going on? Why did you provoke the priest of the **** of bad omens... even used the high-sucking decoction?"

"This time, we didn't take the initiative to provoke it!" Arkham tightened his face, put his hands behind his waist, and circled around the witcher's mentor, and said sternly, "We are seeing an injustice on the road, and we will follow Ke It is only the spirit of griffins taught by Teacher En that lends a helping hand to the underprivileged!"

   He turned his eyes to his back, squatted at the door of the dormitory, a group of frightened orphans like quails, and swept over a few middle-aged men who were **** beside them with a fierce look, and told the whole incident.

While listening, Roy looked at the group of orphans in the temple who had been abandoned by their families, abused by adults, and brainwashed by the God of Bad Omens, with deep confusion and fear on their small faces. Fear, they were also secretly observing the new tall witcher, and there seemed to be some other anxiety and expectations in their eyes.

   When Roy noticed the blond, brown-eyed face that resembled Ciri's face in the children's pile, his eyes stopped.

  An ancient blue? !

   This girl with a bruised nose and a swollen face noticed his eyes and glared back viciously, just a rebellious cat.

   "This is the so-called crooked strike."

  Roy couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of fate.

  An Gulan is not an ordinary little girl, she left a strong mark in the original witcher history.

   This girl who never forgets to open a brothel in Toussaint will join Geralt's girl-hunting team in the future, and finally rush to Stiga Castle, where she stabbed in the thigh to save Ciri and bled to death.

   Before that, her life was extremely rough. She was tortured in a temple serving Luan pedophiles, and later encouraged several friends to join forces to kill and escape.

   But because of Roy's intervention, Abigail, the priest of the **** of evil omens, left the Vizima sewers ahead of schedule, and accidentally took over the mess of the temple brothel.

  Angulan's hope of escaping is completely cut off!

   If these two apprentices with a strong sense of justice just happened to pass by, An Gulan would have died indirectly because of his little butterfly.

  Roy's eyes softened, and he suddenly felt that the two rash apprentices were unexpectedly endearing.

   "We saved so many people from the clutches of that big spider, it's worth taking a little risk!"

  Arkham reached out and squeezed the hilt of the sword behind his back with satisfaction, he lived up to the motto on the sword.

  Carl couldn't help but smile.

   looked up at the witcher with longing in his eyes.

   "Good job." Roy patted the two of them on the shoulders in agreement, and didn't criticize them too much.

   Everyone has their own path, even if they die because of it, it is their own choice.

   Even if he persuaded and reprimanded again and again, he couldn't change it.

   Only time and hard work can make them truly mature.

   "I'll just mention one point, Arkham, you shouldn't provoke Carl on purpose, you shouldn't force others to understand you and have the same point of view as you."

   "You forgot that real history? Stubbornness and coercion of others is the source of the division of the Witcher Order!"

   "Compatibility and keeping pace with the times are the way of the Brotherhood!"

   "Sorry, I was wrong, teacher!" Arkham's face flushed with shame, and bowed apologetically to his companions, "Boss Carl, I shouldn't have provoked you, and what else should I say to help you take care of Vicky!"

   "Enough!" Karl's face turned pale with fear, "I forgive you, don't mention it again, I'm so angry at the thought of that possibility!"

  …

   "Kids, let's get back to the point now, the Temple of Rabiunda has been destroyed, and these children have become homeless again, where should they go?"

  Roy said in a negotiating tone, then turned to the three fat men who were tightly bound by the apprentices and whose mouths were blocked by shorts.

   "And these pedophiles!"

"We just checked the cubs," Carl raised his voice deliberately, so that everyone in the yard could hear clearly, "After you came back, the black Greba's brand disappeared instantly, I'm sure they have recovered. It's normal, it's impossible to become an out-of-control spider man again!"

   "Can you bring them all back to Gawain's house?"

   Arkham looked over pleadingly, the group of children quietly pricked up their ears and held their breath.

   "I see, some children are too old to accept the trial of green grass."

  Roy said regretfully,

   "Humph!" An Gulan dissatisfiedly propped up his limp body with a **** table leg, and looked around, as if looking for something.

   And most of the kids shook their shoulders and some started sobbing.

   After being tortured for many years, they never left the temple, and they really couldn't see where the future was going.

   "However, if the two of you are willing to guide them hand in hand and let them integrate into the school, it's not impossible to bring them back! Eighteen mouths, the frat can still afford it."

  Roy's voice suddenly changed, and everyone's heart was so up and down that the cry passed through the entire courtyard and became louder.

   But they couldn't help but smile.

   "Mr. Roy, you are still so young, don't learn the bad tastes of those old men!"

  Karl muttered softly.

   "As for those criminals?" Roy rubbed his temples and pondered,

   Arkham's eyes flashed coldly, "How about leaving it to the bitter master?!"

  …

  The man was **** and placed in front of a group of weak children.

   When most orphans faced those who had tortured them, they would hide in fear subconsciously, just like a silly roe deer encountering a natural enemy, almost burying their heads in the snow.

   But An Gulan has always been an outlier, her thin body hides amazing courage, she set an example for all her companions, first picked up the blood-stained table leg, and beat the man's **** and head viciously.

   then gave his companion a commanding look.

Maybe it was because of his obedience in the past, maybe because he finally got up the courage, the second red-haired boy involuntarily took the leg of the table, and hesitantly beat them a few times, not like punishment, but like It's a lover's touch.

   Then, it seemed to be a game of drumming and passing flowers.

   All children do not start to repeat this action by themselves.

After the    round, the situation got out of hand, and the force of their beatings became stronger and stronger.

   The man whose mouth was gagged couldn't even let out a whimper.

  The orphans turned red, their eyes were bloodshot, and their throats hissed with anger and fear, just like the men who tortured them ruthlessly in the past, and took revenge!

   In the end, the man who once committed evil lost his breath under the tender fists and sticks, and his flesh and blood were blurred and he could not see his human form.

  There were only a group of crying and laughing teenagers and girls left in the courtyard, with tears on their faces, but their thin and hunched backs were quietly straight, adding a touch of vigor that had never been seen before!

   Those who are tortured by fate, those who suffer, can grow only by learning to resist.

  Roy quietly squeezed the relic of the God of Evil Omen in his hand.

   He has a hunch that it will come in handy soon!

  …

   "This is what they deserve!"

   Arkham walked over to Angulan and comforted him.

The girl did not say a word, and dug up the bones of Pamela and Celia, who had escaped together from the ruins, and tied them to her back in a precious place. She was about to fulfill her promise and lead them to escape together. go out!

  …

   "Where are you going next, go back to the Temple of Meritelli in Elland?"

  Carl and Roy stood beside the statue, their eyes swept across the little faces, both pleased and looking forward to asking,

   "Little brat, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. When you're young, you want to fall in love all day long? Want to see Vicky?"

  Karl blushed and bowed his head in shame for his inappropriate thoughts,

  Roy laughed mockingly, his silver-grey eyes sparkling,

   "I want to fulfill you! Go to Ron Essett first, let Dandelion bleed some blood, and buy everyone a set of clothes to wear!"

  …

  Boom!

  The roaring flames shattered the tranquility of the morning, and the corpses and statues, sin and pain in the Temple of Rebioda were reduced to ashes with the boiling flames.

  The light of fire pierced through the darkness. Eighteen teenagers and girls who supported each other, with ignorant faces and uneasy faces, embarked on a fresh, exciting, and different journey from their past lives.

   The two witcher apprentices walking in front accidentally glanced back.

   On the bag behind Angulan, the thick smoke and firelight clearly outline the phantoms of the two little girls.

   The one on the left has a delicate face, a petite figure, long blond hair, bright eyes, and a straight nose that shows a stubborn character. She is wearing an old washed-white dress and has a tattered puppet in her arms.

   The one on the right has short black hair, a slender figure, a thick cotton jacket, and a few playful freckles on his red face.

   The two little faces showed deep gratitude, and they solemnly bowed to the witcher apprentice.

   Maintain a respectful attitude for a long, long time.

   The corners of his eyes scattered crystal clear and scattered into the air, like dewdrops being evaporated by the sun.

  Thank you, Carl, Arkham!

   A faintly crisp sound rang out.

  Goodbye, Pamela, Celia, we will take good care of these juniors!

  Karl and Arkhamtom waved their hands involuntarily, watching them fade away transparently and disappear into the sky.

   The two apprentices looked at each other and smiled.

   The scorching sun is like fire, showing two enthusiastic smiling faces.

  Two hands clapped together and clasped together!

  …

   End of volume.

   To my dear readers: The author of Caiqiu has been insomnia because of his busy work, so he will have a good rest in the next few days and think about the next volume.

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