The Witcher: Elemental Lords

He thought for a moment, then opened his mental power, forming a small barrier.

At this moment, the ghost had arrived. In the dark night, everyone was a spiritual body, and both sides could see each other clearly.

It was a Shadow Leopard-like creature, huge in size, fully three meters tall. The energy of its entire body surged around it like liquid flames, making it look extremely terrifying.

Wherever the Shadow Leopard passed, the surrounding world froze, and circles of negative energy corroded the surroundings. Except for the locust trees, the other trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dorre muttered in his heart, 'So that's why there are no other trees?'

The Shadow Leopard stopped, and in the darkness, a pair of huge green eyes stared at Dorre, as terrifying as could be.

Dorre looked at the Shadow Leopard without any panic. This Shadow Leopard looked a bit exaggerated, but its true strength was only at the second level. It was just that at night, its strength was enhanced, and with the advantage of the terrain here, it looked even more terrifying than a third level.

The reason why those adventurers couldn't beat it just now was because physical attacks were ineffective. In the middle of the night, they were very panicked and didn't dare to directly attack with their battle aura, which led to them fleeing in disarray.

He casually took out a bottle, opened the stopper, and threw it over.

High-Efficiency Hallucinogenic Potion.

The Shadow Leopard saw the bottle, somewhat puzzled. This enemy, who looked as powerful as it, thought he could defeat it with a small bottle?

While its chaotic consciousness was pondering, the high-efficiency hallucinogenic potion evaporated, and invisible wisps of smoke entered its soul.

At this moment, in the Shadow Leopard's eyes, Dorre's figure rapidly grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly exceeding tens of meters in height.

The Shadow Leopard was dumbfounded. What was going on? What was the situation with this person?

Dorre's figure grew bigger and bigger, while its own figure didn't change at all. Seeing the other party getting bigger and bigger, the Shadow Leopard suddenly became a little scared. Its figure kept shrinking, shrinking, and soon became the size of a bead.

It then suddenly fled backward.

At this moment, Dorre, who was extremely exaggerated in its eyes, suddenly attacked, grabbing towards it. The huge arm, like a mountain, pressed down, grabbing towards its head. Infinite fear appeared in the Shadow Leopard's eyes.

It ran even faster and quickly disappeared from Dorre's sight.

Dorre stood next to the tent, his figure not changing at all. At this moment, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what terrifying thing this guy saw, but he was scared and fled in disarray.

He shook his head, crawled back into the tent, and continued to cultivate.

...

Gerry stood panting on a rock. Behind him were Moses and Val, the three strongest members of the team. The three of them looked at the dark, pitch-black night, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

"Brother, that ghost didn't chase after us," Val gasped, carefully looking behind him, not sensing anything.

Gerry breathed a sigh of relief, took two deep breaths, and said, "It should have been entangled by the person in that tent. There shouldn't be any major problems tonight. I didn't expect that where there is warm jade, there must be ghosts. It's really spooky."

Moses shrank his head. He looked behind him. A total of twelve people had come, and now there were only ten left. He felt a slight chill in his heart. He said, "Brother, let's find a place to rest. This isn't a solution. Should we first get out of Silent Valley?"

Gerry waved his hand and slapped Moses on the head, roaring in a low voice, "Are you trying to die? You dare to run around in this ghostly place."

Moses was stunned by the blow and didn't dare to speak. He looked around, feeling a little frightened.

Gerry channeled his battle aura into his eyes and looked around, saying, "Just rest here. There are only ghosts and no other creatures in this Silent Valley, so there's no need to be afraid."

When the others heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They had been running for half the night and were exhausted.

They didn't know who was in that tent, but at most there were only two people. They were really brave. Could they be wizards?

If they were wizards, would they have known about them long ago?

Thinking of this, Gerry's face turned ugly.

A few days ago, they had been tricked by a wizard and hadn't recovered for half a day. Now they had offended another wizard. How were they going to live in the future?

He thought for a moment and called over the scout from the team, giving him instructions.

After the scout heard this, he hesitated for a moment, then took two people and quickly returned the way they had come.

At this moment, Val packed up his things and walked over. Seeing Gerry's actions, he asked strangely, "Brother Gerry, are you afraid that that person won't be able to stop the ghost?"

Gerry sighed and said, "No, I'm afraid of offending the person in that tent. I suspect there's a wizard in there."

Upon hearing the word 'wizard,' Val's face changed. The lessons of the past few days were still vivid in his mind.

He muttered, "At worst, we'll just apologize."

His voice became softer and softer, so soft that he could barely hear himself.

In this godforsaken place, you need to have a chance to apologize.

...

After scaring away the Yin Ghost, Dorre looked at the dark surroundings, a trace of white light flickering in his eyes.

Wizards have many methods for seeing in the dark, and Dorre was no exception. By stimulating the eyeballs with mental power and stimulating the body with magic, he could easily see the surrounding scenery, but it wasn't as clear as during the day.

The Yin energy in the locust forest was particularly strong, and it was a bit cold at night, a trace of chill piercing to the bone. This wasn't aimed at the physical body, but at the soul.

Dorre didn't know why that team dared to survive in the forest at night. Did they have something good on them?

He thought for a moment and decided not to think so much. He would go look for the locust tree core again tomorrow. He would stay here for two days and then go back.

Soon, he re-entered a state of cultivation.

The sky had just begun to brighten, and when there was a trace of light in the eastern sky, Dorre walked out of the tent and packed up his things.

After cultivating for a night, his magic phantom had grown by a full two centimeters, now reaching a height of two meters and six centimeters. It was simply a surprise. Cultivating here was really good.

After Dorre recovered all his things, he identified the direction according to the light in the sky above the valley and walked deeper in.

There were no living creatures in Silent Valley. It was very quiet, terrifyingly quiet. Whether it was in the mountains of the Northern Kingdom or in the mountains of other places, it was very lively. He was still a bit unaccustomed to such a quiet mountain.

While walking up the mountain, Dorre observed the surroundings and pondered the purpose of those people. He was here for the locust tree core, but what were they here for?

He thought for a moment. It seemed that there was nothing else of value in this Silent Valley, right?

He couldn't quite figure it out.

The sky quickly brightened, and Dorre had already traveled about two kilometers through the forest, arriving at the halfway point of the mountain.

Walking in the mountains was very complicated. What seemed like a short distance took a long time to traverse. He had encountered several locust trees with tree cores along the way, but unfortunately, they weren't old enough.

Those places were also inhabited by Yin Ghosts, but their strength was too weak. They were directly dissipated by Dorre's mental shock.