Chapter 768 750. The ancient deer-headed spirit
To be honest, now is not a good time to confront the deer-headed spirit.
Generally speaking, there are three stages for a demon hunter to fight against a deer-headed spirit.
In the first stage, it is confirmed whether the deer-headed spirit is bound to the life of someone in the area, and the curse is dealt with first to prevent the deer-headed spirit from being reborn in the end, making all the work in vain.
The second stage is to eliminate the magic totems of the deer-headed spirit in the territory and greatly reduce the deer-headed spirit's ability to absorb and utilize natural power.
The third stage is head-on confrontation.
This is what Lan En said before: sending the cursed people out of the territory of the deer-headed spirit is one-third of the way done.
But the plan cannot keep up with the changes.
Before coming here, Lan En never thought that the cat cursed by the deer-headed spirit would meet again with the deer-headed spirit.
It seems that the deer-headed spirit took the initiative to show up and save some of his 'precious assets'.
This situation is extraordinary, at least Lan En has never heard of it in his chats with Geralt and Vesemir.
As for the small talk with Berengar, it is meaningless. When this guy was young, he didn't even dare to accept the commission of a gryphon, let alone a mythical monster like the deer-headed spirit.
According to the two master demon hunters of the Wolf School, they even interviewed the people cursed by the deer-headed spirit in several commissions, telling them to stay away from the territory of the deer-headed spirit and never come back for life.
Of course, some of them did not listen to the witcher's advice. Instead, they became agitated and could not control themselves. They spoke harshly to the witcher and even drew their swords to attack them.
After all, when people leave their hometown and seek life in other places, it means that all social relations have to be rebuilt, and it is difficult to say whether they can support themselves.
In the eyes of most villagers, the demon hunter's request is no different than 'leaving your land and house behind and going to beg for food elsewhere'.
Of course the villagers will resist, and of course the witcher will subdue or kill the villagers before he is injured.
In the subsequent battle, the deer-headed spirit showed no knowledge of this.
This shows that the deer-headed spirit’s monitoring and contact with the object of his curse is simply dispensable.
Vesemir speculates that the curse of the deer-headed spirit only has the effect of "absorbing the life force from the cursed person and rebirth after its own death."
But now, the deer-headed spirit standing in front of Lan En clearly had a very special curse.
It is even so special that it can sense the danger of the object it curses and emerge from the shadow.
Lan En slowly moved the joints and muscles in his body, adjusting his body to a mode suitable for conflict.
This deer-headed spirit is very unusual.
The witcher thought to himself.
Whether it is because of the unprecedented progress in this ecologically prosperous world, or because the ancient deer-headed spirit has mastered magic that is older and weirder than ordinary deer-headed spirits
This is a man who transcends his hunting experience. monster.
There was a sharp sound of "mist".
The shining silver light appeared on Lan En's left waist, and finally drew a circle behind him, cutting off a tree root that quietly poked out from the ground.
“You have a lot of experience in dealing with witchers, I can see that.”
Lan En began to turn sideways and bow towards the deer-headed spirit to reduce his exposed area in front of the enemy.
The most important thing is to hide your alchemical leather bag behind your back.
The target of the tree root that broke out of the ground just now is Lan En's alchemy leather bag.
The witcher's cat eyes stared intently into the hollow eyes of the pale deer skull.
“Do you think the most troublesome thing about a witcher is the endless supply of targeted props in that small bag? Let me guess if the witcher who died in your hands was wearing a snarling wolf head pendant. ?”
The deer-headed spirit didn't react at all, except for a "whoosh" sound coming from under its skull, like a gust of cold wind blowing through the hollow.
Amidst the crackling sound of branches intertwined with each other, the deer-headed spirit raised its withered arm horizontally.
Then two necklaces hung down from its arms, and the pendants were dangling.
Those were indeed two wolf head pendants, but they were different from what Lan En had seen before. It is not a three-dimensional carved wolf head, but a silhouette of a wolf head embossed on a silver coin.
This should be a very ancient form of the witcher's pendant.
Its IQ is not low, and it wants to use this thing to irritate me.
Lan En analyzed calmly.
The news that his IQ is not low is actually not ‘bad’ for Lan En.
“But there are many schools of demon hunters. For example, I am different from the ones you killed.”
Lan En chuckled softly and inadvertently let his necklace slip out of his neck. At the same time, the stance that was originally protecting the alchemy leather bag on his waist also made a natural adjustment of his center of gravity, seemingly relaxing his guard.
A continuous, whistling sound suddenly came from the surrounding shadows in the darkness.
The head of the group was holding the flannel ball and looking around for no apparent reason. The demon hunter's keen senses have discovered that this is the sudden sound of tree roots rapidly expanding beneath the ground.
"Get ready for war, it's not going to let us retreat."
Lan En shouted.
"What about this kitten? It hasn't gone out yet! At least send it to the coral platform above! Isn't it a waste of effort to fight like this?"
"It's useless to send it up, this deer-headed spirit The territory includes the Miasma Valley and the Coral Terrace in the vertical direction. Even if you want to use a flying dragon to get out, you will have to fly for two days."
Lan En's eyes were solemn.
"We are already blocked in front of us. We can only take one step at a time!"
The leader gritted his teeth and thought for a while, but his brain full of muscles really couldn't think of anything. way.
He could only put down the calico cat in his arms: "Hide quickly, we are about to do it."
But before the leader could finish speaking, the kitten immediately held up his helmet and raised his head to look serious. shouted.
“Want to fight? Then count me in!”
“Listening to what you just said, this matter is obviously related to me, right? Although I was scared just now, I feel confused now. , but I cannot accept that on the battlefield involving me, I am escaping!"
"The warriors of the predator tribe will never accept it, meow!"
The calico cat tried hard to raise his looting knife high to the leader, trying to prove that he was a warrior.
The grand leader held his forehead and sighed, but before he could say anything, Lan En's voice came over.
"Then let him stay and help. Even in the end, we will have a chance to deal with it."
How about 'in the end', Lan En did not finish his sentence.
But the head of the group already had a bad guess in his mind.
Even in this world where the conflicts between intelligent creatures have been greatly alleviated, intelligent creatures are still fighting against natural disasters and ecological changes.
And resistance will be accompanied by sacrifices, trade-offs, and giving up. The grand leader is also someone who understands these truths.
Facing the already awakened flannel ball, the head of the group had nothing to say.
".Then fight!"
The light red fighting spirit exploded like a detonation, making his blond hedgehog hair look sharper.
At the same time, the deer-headed spirit opened its hands widely as if to demonstrate its strength.
Under the pale white deer skull, there was a deep sound of cold wind passing through the hollow.
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