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Chapter 136 Heading towards the Old Wolf of Farland 4k

Chapter 136 Heading towards Frank Wolf (4k)

Ever since he knew that Geralt was going to Seal City, Clint had pestered him and asked Geralt to take him with him.

"What are you doing there?"

"I have a friend studying in Huanyin City. She is always alone. I have to go and see her."

Geralt understood who this person Clint was talking about. The only friend in Seal City at the moment was Natasha.

"Okay, remember to follow me later."

With Geralt's consent, Clint excitedly slung the short bow over his shoulder and began to wrap more clothes around his body.

Geralt asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going back to Huanyin City? I'll wear more clothes to save myself from the cold weather."

Geralt didn't know what to say to Clint treated like this.

"You took a porter here from Huanyin City, didn't you think that we hunters also have our own way of passage?"

"We? Do we?"

Clint thought that in the past few days, besides eating and eating two five-meter-high giant crabs, he had not learned any more news.

"Okay, come with me. Although the hunters are a peripheral organization guarding here, we have more freedom because of this. The various tasks we take allow us to do things with all kinds of people.

friend."

As he spoke, Geralt stepped half way down the road and headed towards the Forest of Punishment.

Instead of walking along the downhill path, he jumped directly from the path and fell down the steps one by one, finally reaching the Zhenxun Forest.

Stopping Clint who was about to jump down the last step, Geralt took out his dagger, quietly walked to the bottom of the steps, and then jumped.

Falling attack, with the help of gravity, the dagger directly penetrated a dog's head and nailed it to the ground.

After finishing the treatment, after reaching out to call Clint down, Geralt pointed at the dog and said: "This is a hunting spot for dogs. They will eat the corpses here, so be careful every time you come here."

Looking at the 'dog?' with only pale skin and sharp teeth, Clint nodded to show that he remembered.

Then along the winding path on the right, Geralt moved forward while introducing Clint to the specialties of the Dependent Forest.

He stretched out his legs and kicked away a crab the size of a millstone. He watched the crab fly out in a parabola and then hit the pond in the forest, causing a splash of water.

Geralt said with some good intentions: "These are the crabs you eat every day. There are many more here, and there is even a big one in front. Do you want to introduce me to you?"

After thinking about the fact that the crabs he had eaten were all over five meters tall and their legs were thicker than his own thighs, Clint wholeheartedly refused the meeting.

After walking for a while, Geralt pointed to a pile of bugs gathered on the roadside and began to introduce Clint.

This group of insects has tentacled mouthparts, and six tentacles support the entire hemispherical sulfur-shaped body. There is also a mushroom-head-like body part on the top layer of the entire body.

"These are poisonous hornworms. Although they have no horns, they are indeed poisonous. As long as someone approaches or stimulates them, they will spray poisonous mist around, like this..."

As he spoke, Geralt picked up a stone and threw it into the pile of poisonous hornworms. The stimulated poisonous hornworms began to wave their small tentacles wildly, and then sprayed purple from the tumors on their bodies in all directions.

of poisonous fog.

Seeing that the surrounding area of ​​the poisonous horned insect was instantly covered in poisonous mist, even though it was still some distance away, Clint still took a few steps away from the heart.

Looking at Clint who was so careful, Geralt became interested and said: "Don't stay so far away. The poisonous hornworms can extract very good putrid rosin. This is a great auxiliary product, most suitable for novices like you."

, you will be responsible for extracting it from now on, young people need to exercise more."

Before Clint could refuse, Geralt walked forward on his own. In order to keep up with Geralt and not be left in this dangerous forest, Clint had to follow Geralt closely.

pace.

Gradually, there were more wooden piles on the roadside. There were obvious traces of human treatment on these wooden piles. The wooden piles were tied into a cross shape with a ring in the middle. They were gathered into a pile and inserted into the ground.

Even on a wooden pile, Clint saw a black mummy tied with chains.

Behind a big tree, Geralt made a silent gesture and pointed forward to show Clint.

Between a pile of wooden piles, there was a tall, hunched figure sitting paralyzed. This man should be over four meters tall. His whole body was wrapped in rags, and he was carrying a cross wooden pile broken from the bottom on his back.

From the exposed hands and feet, you can clearly see the red blood stains on them, and the blood has not even solidified yet.

This figure is exactly like the mummy that was tied to the wooden stake with iron chains before, except that it is taller.

Geralt pressed Clint's head down and asked him to hide behind the tree and said: "If you see such a tall sinner in the future, given your current strength, it's best to leave quietly. Don't think that you are an archer.

You can attack from a distance, but as long as you are discovered by it, you will be finished."

Signaling Clint not to come out, Geralt walked out from behind the tree and walked quietly towards the sinner.

Pulling out a long sword from the fourth-dimensional pocket on his waist, Geralt swung the sword to test the balance point of the sword, but the sound of the sword tip cutting through the air caught the sinner's attention.

The sinner, who was originally slumped on the ground, instantly raised his head and looked around.

Seeing Geralt approaching with a sword, the sinner's eyes turned scarlet, and he roared at Geralt, then stood up, spread his hands and charged like a strange creature.

The sinner's feet stepped on the ground, which not only made thick footprints, but also sent vibrations to the distance. Clint, who was observing the trees closely, felt the tremors of the trees as the sinner ran.

Facing the sinner charging towards him, Geralt did not dodge or defend. Instead, he held his sword flat and charged towards the sinner with the sword tip in a thrusting stance.

A few steps away, the sinner jumped into the air, raised his hands, and launched a downward attack towards Geralt from the air.

Unexpectedly, Geralt did not change his thrusting posture at all, but instead attacked forward and left the place with an arrow.

Boom~~

The sinner's landing attack made a sound and effect like a cannonball attack, exploding a deep pit in the mud beside the pond, and splashing mud flew in all directions like bullets.

Clint had to hide behind a tree, using the trees to block the attack of the soil. Listening to the dull sound of the soil hitting the tree trunks, and comparing it to the swaying top of the tree, Clint believed that if an ordinary person faced such a situation,

The attack had already been riddled with holes.

When the sound stopped, Clint peeked his head out from behind the tree and continued to observe the battle scene.

At this moment, Geralt dodged the attack and was facing the sinner back to back.

Following the previous lunging stance, he changed his steps, turned around in an instant, and hit the sinner squatting on the ground with the thrusting attack.

The sword was inserted into the sinner's body. Instead of rashly withdrawing the sword, he held the sword with both hands and used the strength of his body to lift the entire sword.

This was originally a blocking skill in swordsmanship, but Geralt used it to attack.

With such a block, the tip of the sword drew a scar several feet long along an arc in the sinner's body, and the sword was pulled out of the sinner's body.

The sinner, wailing in pain, stretched out his hand and swung at Geralt, trying to catch Geralt.

However, Geralt still took a lunge, this time traveling to the side of the sinner's body, dodging the sinner's throwing skills.

Holding the sword in both hands, he slashed at the sinner's legs.

Cutting in from behind the knee joint, and then sliding the sword tip out along the outside, the sharp sword blade destroyed the popliteal oblique ligament and fibular collateral ligament.

Then he turned around with the momentum of the swing and slashed the sword to the front of the sinner's knee joint again, cutting off his patellar ligament.

Such an attack left the sinner's entire knee joint completely exposed except for the inner side, and the meniscus inside the joint could even be seen from the crack.

The knee joint was damaged, and one leg of the sinner could not bear the weight of the entire body, and he fell towards the injured leg.

Geralt moved in front of the sinner, grabbing the remaining hair with one hand and inserting the long sword straight into its eye socket with the other hand. The tip of the sword came out from the back of the head.

Holding the sword in both hands and kicking the criminal's head, Geralt pulled the sword out of the criminal's head with all his strength.

Such a battle was over in just one meeting.

Facing Clint who came out from behind the tree to observe the corpse of the sinner, Geralt asked pointedly: "How is it?"

Clint compared the size of the two sides, shook his head and said: "I can't react at all. Whether it is size, strength or agility, the gap is too big."

Geralt grabbed a piece of rag from the sinner's body and wiped the blood and crumbs on the sword carelessly. Looking at the sword that was still not very clean, he had to squat beside the puddle created by the sinner's downward attack.

Cleaning the blade.

After cleaning his long sword, Geralt comforted him and said, "It doesn't matter. You will get better with more practice. The worst that can happen is that you will die without a burial place. It's not a big deal."

It was such a comfort that Clint didn't know what to say. He could only smile bitterly and followed Geralt's departure.

After dealing with the criminals, there are basically no threats on this road except for the poisonous horned insects that gather together.

Until Geralt brought Clint to a continuous line of buildings.

It is a defensive building made of thick stone bricks. Although it can be seen from the inside position where you stand, you can vaguely tell from the scars on the city wall that this place is not peaceful.

Standing outside an arc-shaped doorway, Geralt said to Clint: "Next, after entering, be sure not to look to your left. You don't have a pass here. Once you attract the Black Knight,

If you look at him, he will kill you on the spot."

Such a warning made Clint swallow his saliva and nodded to show that he understood.

Following Geralt, Clint stared at Geralt's heels and followed Geralt step by step.

As soon as he entered the door, there was an indescribable feeling of oppression on the left side, as if he was being roasted next to a flame, or as if he heard the wail of a large creature being killed in the red and black magma.

.

This kind of oppression from the inside out made Clint dare not raise his head at all, as if he would see a giant dragon spraying flames at him and burning him up.

It wasn't until Geralt opened an iron door and took Clint through that the oppressive feeling gradually weakened.

Clint's body was now covered in sweat, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Breathing heavily and feeling a thorn in his back, Clint asked with a confident tone: "Is this the Black Knight you are talking about? I don't even have the courage to face him! When I dismantled the grenade-modified roadside,

Bombs are not so scary..."

"So you are still weak, you have to work hard to become stronger..."

Passing through the iron gate is a balcony corridor. Blue crystals are scattered everywhere on the balcony. The crystals are crystal clear, and the blue fluorescence attracts Clint's attention.

He picked up a piece and held it in his hand. This crystal, which was as thick as his forearm, had a completely unmatched weight. Even Clint, who was now initially strengthened, felt heavy in his hand.

"This is an environmental product left by the crystallized lizards when they lived here. It's of no use, it just looks good. You can take it back and make it into jewelry."

He tried to break off a piece of the crystal, but the crystal still did not change at all despite all his strength, so he dropped the crystal in his hand helplessly.

Listening to the sonorous sound of the crystal hitting the ground, Clint asked: "Where should we take transportation now?"

Clint's inquiry was not without purpose. After all, looking out from the balcony, there was only an entire basin shaded by tall trees. The black color brought by the trees made the entire basin full of ominousness.

Geralt pointed to a smashed wall under the balcony and said, "From there! But before that, take these."

Geralt handed Clint several clay pots wrapped with thin linen rope.

The clay pot is about the size of a peeled coconut, and the brown clay pot can fit your hand perfectly and be held tightly.

"This is a flame pot. Fire-attribute powder is sealed in it. It can cause an explosion when broken and inflict fire-attribute damage. The enemy you have to deal with next is afraid of fire. When I ask you to throw it, you must be accurate.

to hit the enemy, do you understand?"

After finishing his instructions, Geralt jumped out of the broken wall without waiting for Clint's reply.

Following Clint who jumped out, he found that there were several continuous platforms under his feet, which were artificially opened up to give people a place to stay.

After jumping off multiple platforms along the way, the woods began to cover the sky, and the entire environment began to become dark and humid.

After landing on the last platform, the scenery below turned into a corrupted green quagmire. In the distance, there were large creatures holding huge trees constantly patrolling, and nearby, there were small monsters crawling on all fours in the quagmire.

Such a harsh environment made Clint, who had never seen it before, feel his scalp numb, and the flame pot he held began to creak.

"Calm down, there is nothing to be afraid of here. After all, this place has been cleaned up. If you had come a few months ago, you would have seen the friendly curse frogs coming towards you."

In response to Geralt's unclear explanation, Clint also had experience. The more relaxed the explanation, the more dangerous it is.

However, there is no more dangerous cursed frog here, which makes Clint feel a little relieved.

Clint finally asked, "Where are we going?"

Geralt pointed to the faint stone building in front and said: "That's where the old Wolf Frank rests. We want to go to the top."

(End of chapter)


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