Shade turned around and punched through the black fog. The doctor's foggy body dispersed, and waves of black fog finally surged and gathered in front of the hut. In the growing black fog, the surface of his body was covered with
Wearing insect shells and pus armor, the doctor who was over five meters tall and had red eyes reappeared silently.
Black flames burned on his right arm, and his fist with black light struck forward, but stopped with a loud bang before landing.
Under the moonlight, Shade, who was also transformed into a five-meter-tall giant, held the doctor's right fist tightly with his left hand. The black light and the moonlight collided at the intersection of their hands. Because the two of them exerted force at the same time, their feet were all
Fell into the mud.
The doctor's huge power, which originated from the devil, was still a bit too much even if Shade turned on the [Red Dragon Power]. Seeing that his power could not suppress Shade, the giant-looking Bill Schneider opened his mouth.
Then the black flames from the fire demon-Dizast sprayed directly into Shade's head.
"Moonfire!"
The giant Shade also opened his mouth. Although he had never done this before, because he breathed dragon breath many times in the dragon form, he still succeeded in spitting out pure silver flames.
The black flames and the secret fire exchanged, and the bright silver flames immediately defeated the suppressed black flames.
The moonfire approached, and the doctor in giant form finally began to retreat during the struggle. Before the moonfire sprayed on his face, he took the initiative to turn his body into a black liquid and tried to escape, but two arrows shot from Shade's left sleeve
A black chain penetrated directly into the depths of the liquid.
"Thumbs - Spiritual Fountain Enlightenment."
He grabbed a ball of water from the air with his right hand, and then smashed his huge fist into the black in front of him.
Dr. Schneider was directly blasted out of the darkness by the punch. He flew backwards and hit the wall of the cabin. He landed on the ground and rolled twice before covering his chest and groaning:
"This is really exciting. Cough, cough, cough."
His right hand reached out to him from in front of him, and the doctor took Shade's hand and stood up.
"How do you feel now?"
"I feel much better now. The thaumaturgy you used at the end was really powerful. My head was muddled at first, but you immediately woke up after punching me."
At this time, all traces of non-normal human beings on the doctor's body disappeared, and the restless elements and spirit returned to calmness again.
Shade bent down and picked up the [Night Watcher] that he had just dropped. He used his long sword to make sure that the doctor was in good condition, and then helped him back to the cabin.
This wooden house is where the doctor lives this week, and the warm decoration also shows that he is definitely not losing his mind all the time.
After the doctor finished treating his injuries and poured Shade a cup of tea, he talked about his own affairs:
"I admit that obtaining the third core spirit rune is still more difficult than I expected."
He took the initiative to show his life ring to Shade. The core of the nine-ring life ring was still [Light of the Soul] and [Dream], but the color of the brass life ring was obviously a little darker.
"The attempt is not without effect, but every time I try to go further, my mental state will be seriously affected by that force, and then it will become what it was just now. If you don't come, I will have to wait until dawn to wake up."
Shade's perception was very powerful, and he saw the problem at a glance:
"It seems that introducing demonic power into the life ring has been successful, but the problem is that you can't control these powers."
The doctor holding the tea cup turned his back to the fire behind him, and the middle-aged man's face was full of vicissitudes of life:
"Yes, the demonic powers have become a part of me, of course there is no problem in introducing them, but the problem is control.
If you give me a year or two to adjust slowly, it is actually not impossible to succeed. But even if I succeed, as long as I absorb more demonic power, I will lose control sooner or later."
He waved his hand, and a stack of parchment flew from the hammock in the corner of the house. Shade helped clear everything on the table and asked the doctor to unfold the parchment.
What was painted above were all the details of the ritual the doctor was trying to use. Although Shade couldn't quite understand it, he understood the general meaning of the doctor's explanation:
"So you are trying to contain the uncontrolled power of the devil through hedging with a suitable force, right?"
"Yes, after all, judging from the current world situation, I don't have one or two years to make an attempt that will lead to a dead end even if it succeeds."
The doctor pointed to the largest piece of parchment covering the table. On it was a drawing of a person with arms spread out, and there were thirteen rings surrounding this person:
"It was you who inspired me. The best way I can think of right now is to use the power of the witcher. If there are thirteen [Demon Hunting Seals], I will try to fuse them into my body during the ceremony."
"Well [The Truth Society] also has the technology to fuse relics."
The doctor shook his head:
"I don't know the technology of the Truth Society. This is the idea I came up with by combining the knowledge of demons and your "Book of Demons of Malbas". These thirteen [Demon Hunting Seals] will become limiters in the future. When I
When you need to use the demonic power, you can peel them off one by one. The more you peel off, the closer to the complete state."
This sounds feasible:
"But the question is, where can we find so many [Demon Hunting Seals]?"
Shade asked, he had only obtained three rings in the Sixth Era. Even if you include the ones he met by chance in the Fifth Era, there were not enough thirteen rings. Even little Mia couldn't get enough thirteen rings.
:
"Even if we include the ring of the witcher in the deserted village in the forest, we still have ten rings. Besides, I don't agree with the method of fusing relics. What was originally a tightrope walk has now become a tightrope walk while throwing steam bombs."
The doctor nodded dejectedly:
"That's why I said, I thought it was too simple at the beginning."
"You can wait until next Wednesday. I may be able to find a way to get the third spiritual rune safely."
This refers to the reward of this time adventure, but Shade was very suspicious that the method given by the tree father was only suitable for him to use, and could not be used by everyone, so he did not tell anyone at first.
The doctor shook his head:
"I bet your method will definitely not work on me. My situation is different from that of ordinary ring magicians. From the day I came into contact with the power of demons, I was destined to only walk on my own single-plank bridge.
I have no hope of finding thirteen [Demon Hunting Seals]. Detective, please prepare. Wait for me to adjust my condition for a few days, and you will assist me in the ritual. Without the seal, don’t you still have the [Night Watcher]? Although
This relic is too strong for me to fuse, but I can use other methods.
As long as I lose control during the ritual, you can stab me with [Night Watch]. In this way, even if there are not enough [Demon Hunting Seals], at least the ritual can be completed."
“But what happens after that?”
Shade also rejected this approach:
"You have barely completed the ritual, so can you continue to absorb the power of demons in the future? Or should you report to No. 6 of Saint Teresa Square on time every day and let me chop you with a sword? If you can't control your power, your goal
Do you want to give up? Or do you think you are lucky enough to be able to have no problems in the future? "
"Don't ask so sharply, I understand, I understand everything."
The doctor sighed deeply, and then neither of them spoke. Only the flames of the fireplace swayed gently, making their shadows appear elusive on the wall.
After at least five minutes, the doctor suddenly asked:
"Detective, you just said that the hunter who died in Gregory Village a hundred years ago also left a ring? Then did he mention the traces of other witchers? We may be able to find more seals through them."
Shade shook his head regretfully, and then remembered that the hunter left more than just a ring:
"After getting rid of the resentful ghost in the deserted village, the nun didn't find many things. After all, it was more than a hundred years ago. The devil's flame probably burned a lot of ordinary textual materials. But except for the ring, it was indeed
There is also a book and a stone that warns us of a greater evil in the woods.
Speaking of which, I would like to ask you about that book. It is a relic, but even Miss Daniste does not know about this thing - "The Witcher's Notes". I judge that its danger level is very high.
Doctor, do you know this?"
Then he saw the doctor who was still very depressed just stood up in surprise:
"That hunter left this? Of course I know!"
He even raised his voice out of surprise, and sat down again after seeing Shade's signal:
"The hunters of the Third Age did not grow out of the wilderness by themselves. Although the civilization of that era was barren and disorderly, they were also cultivated in a very systematic way.
Although there was a typical master-apprentice inheritance system at that time, more hunters gained systematic strength through unified training. In order to fight against those evil spirits that are enemies of all intelligent life, the master demon hunters
Spontaneously gathered together to form different factions, which people at that time called 'schools' or 'schools'."
"Both words are very familiar."
Shade raised his eyebrows, and the doctor confirmed his suspicion:
"Although witchers have long since withdrawn from the world stage, there are still many traces of their existence.
The 'Blood Spirit School' is most likely the legacy of a school of demon hunters who are good at using the power of blood to pursue ancient bloodlines, but I suspect that their heritage has been corrupted by demons, otherwise they would not be looking for the 'golden bloodline';
It is said that the origin of Zarath Academy of Literature is also related to hunters. According to records, Zarath Academy of Literature originated from the ‘Zaras Academy’, which is a very typical naming method for hunter organizations.”