The thick fog came very quickly and directly surrounded the village, but it was only limited to the humid areas. After touching the dry surface, the thick fog stopped expanding.
Chen Mo walked out of the room and looked into the depths of the thick fog. Three slim figures wearing linen cloaks walked out barefoot.
"this………"
Chen Mo had to admit that the legend of Mrs. Lin was so popular in Willun largely because of their beauty.
When three women with slim figures and either pure, enchanting or domineering styles appeared in front of you, most of the people were probably naked, wearing only a linen cloak that looked the same as nothing.
The reaction is to give the other person a nice-looking cloak first.
Almost all the men couldn't help but hold their breath when they saw the three ladies appearing. Only Chen Mo, Geralt and Triss looked normal.
"Why aren't you excited?"
Chen Mo looked at Geralt. Logically speaking, shouldn't he have taken off his pants by now?
"Because my witcher badge is vibrating!"
Geralt glared at Chen Mo.
"Then what does this mean?"
"It means this is a magical illusion!"
Geralt's eyes were cold. He hated it when people used fake products to deceive him!
"Why aren't you excited?"
"These guys are far worse than Ciri!"
Chen Mo said casually, and Geralt's hand instantly pulled out the sword.
"Uh, Geralt, you pointed in the wrong direction! The enemy is in the front!"
Chen Mo used the barrel of the gun to push the sword towards the front, and then explained.
"I'm talking about the face! It's really the face!"
But Geralt was still unwilling to give in. He pointed the sword at Chen Mo again and his tone was cold.
"Do you think I believe it or not?"
"I don't care if you believe it or not, I'll show you what I say, so what if I look elsewhere, can you still hack me to death?"
The two witches and everyone else were a little stunned by the indifferent quarrel between the two. Before they could say anything, Geralt had already flown out the dagger he was carrying.
Chen Mo also fired a shot without ceremony, but the target of the two attacks was not the other party, but behind each other.
After the light bullets and daggers flew into the thick fog, two of the three witches who appeared in the front immediately began to twitch. The thick fog that was still very big before quickly dissipated, and then everyone could see clearly, where were the three beautiful witches?
A witch, but a hateful monster nearly two and a half meters tall that appeared in three directions.
The witch at the front is of medium build, with a red mesh covering her head and a dirty white bellyband. This is the highest-ranking Whisperer among the three witches, and is also the most powerful. She asks to live in
Followers of Willen cut off their own ears and hung them on trees, and then used magic to use these ears to listen to everything in Willen.
The strong witch Chen Mo faced was as strong as a three-hundred-pound strongman called Zhuo Po. She was good at mixing potions and she was the one who cooked human flesh soup every year.
On Geralt's side is the youngest, the thinnest Weaver. She can weave things using the hair donated by the villagers, just like the Baroness's carpet, which is her masterpiece.
The three swamp witches revealed their true identities at this moment, which really frightened all the cannon fodders who were brought here. No one could have imagined that the graceful beauties would turn into ugly old witches. Some of the unlucky ones were so frightened that they almost peed.
"Outsiders, you shouldn't be here, leave one of your arms and we can let you go!"
Num Po looked at Triss who was ready to cast a spell with extremely longing eyes. For them, powerful witches were no less delicious tonic than children's soup. Unlike these vulgar farmers, whose meat was dry and woody,
Not tasty at all.
"An arm, is this how the generous Mrs. Lin treats her benefactor?"
Chen Mo put one hand on his belt and threw out a pile of tattered flesh and blood with the other hand. They were the remains of the demon spirit. He rummaged through a pile of garbage and finally found it.
After seeing the remains of the demon spirits, Po Ni was a little hesitant. The demon spirits had a deep hatred for them. Logically speaking, they should give Chen Mo a big gift, but the other party wanted to take away the children, which touched their inner feelings again.
, I’m so confused. If I don’t want to give good things, then I might as well kill them. No one knows or cares anyway!
"Reward, of course, of course I have to give it, then stay here and live with us!"
Accompanied by the piercing laughter of the Whispering Po, as if dried excrement was stuck in her throat, more monsters emerged from the swamp than on the first night, and the piercing noise could almost tear people's eardrums.
"That means there's nothing to talk about?"
Chen Mo glanced at the old woman who fell weakly in the Baron's arms. The curse on her body just broke out. Chen Mo decisively used the blessing of protection to transfer part of the damage to himself. However, the other party was already very weak. When stimulated by the curse, she fainted.
She passed by, and the children she raised were protected by Nilfgaardian soldiers, so they were safe at least for the time being!
"Our conditions were originally very generous, but you went too far and wanted to take away not only these children, but also this damn woman?"
Nanny's tone also became murderous. Chen Mo's killing on the first day was indeed terrifying, but she was not worried about failure. Even if all these swamp monsters died, there were still people above her!
"Bring back their flesh and blood, my children!"
As soon as Po Nui finished speaking, Chen Mo turned to his right side and put his hands on his hips, looking like the most awesome Po Po with all his firepower.
Almost instantly, Zoupo's body was beaten into several pieces, and then she fell into the muddy water. But the next second, the other party stood up intact again, and raised his hand to throw out a cloud of poisonous mist and flying insect cover.
Came over.
Then Chen Mo's Hell Warrior and Triss's Explosive Fireball were launched almost at the same time. The poisonous mist was detonated before it floated a few meters away. The sparks exploded in Zoupo's face, setting her clothes and straw on fire.
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The moment Chen Mo made his move, Geralt had already pounced on the strongest fighting woman, Nana. The demon hunter knocked down the brewed potion, and with a flash of silver light in his hand, several flying knives rubbed with sword oil were fired.
The bang-bang-bang-bang-bang pricked Nanda Po all over her body, and the silver sword in his hand flew behind him, causing a gust of sword wind, and he fought with Nanda Po.
As for Zhi Po, who is the worst, Chen Mo shot her with a shotgun when he beat Zou Po. Now she is rolling on the ground in pain and will not be able to join the group for at least a few minutes.
The remaining people formed a tight military formation under the command of the baron and Nilfgaardian officers, and collided with the torrent of monsters.
The originally filthy swamp was once again dyed red with blood, but this time, the blood flowing was no longer human blood, but countless monsters.