Chapter 821 803. Decoction Baby
Three people contacted the horned devil in a relay manner.
Finally, the moment the contact ended, the Ram-horned Demon died.
If this kind of demon were placed among ordinary humans, even among professional armies, it would have to cause at least dozens of casualties before being stabbed like a hedgehog by spears and halberds.
The soldiers holding halberds and spears used the combined force of more than a dozen people to forcefully restrict their movement, and then the crossbowmen in the distance shot it into a rotten sack with several waves of silver arrows. That's it.
But amid the continuous attacks from Lan En, Geralt, and Velvet Ball, this was just a face-to-face matter.
"Huh~ This is probably the fastest task I have completed."
Geralt pulled out his silver sword from the horned demon's chest, carrying a stream of metal and The bones make a strange 'clicking' sound.
“From the time you saw it to the time it was over, how long was one minute?”
“One minute and three seconds.” Lan En flicked the blade to the side, and immediately the smelly blood on the Lake Lady’s sword disappeared. Dumped it clean. "Precisely."
After shaking off the dirt on the sword, Lan En began to rub his soles against the rock wall of the culvert again.
This layer of slime mold and debris really made him sick.
Flannel Ball curiously approached the dead Horned Demon.
It kept tilting its head left and right, looking at the huge eyes of the Horned Demon that were still open, as well as the horizontal pupils inside.
“Die right now, meow? It’s so fast.”
The flannel ball seemed a little confused and uncomfortable.
After Lan En finished rubbing the soles of his shoes, he came over and patted the velvet ball's little head. It narrowed its eyes in enjoyment.
"The monsters in this world don't have as wild vitality, tough scales, and hair as the monsters over there. So as long as you find the right position and method, the battle will often end within a few minutes."
In the world of monsters, even if it is something like a ferocious jackal, just beating it until it is exhausted requires using the hunters' exaggerated weapons to fight it for more than ten or even dozens of minutes.
Let alone being beaten to death.
"But at the same time, these monsters have strange and extraordinary magical abilities, which is why we strive to shorten the battle process."
Lan tapped the hooves of the horned devil's hind limbs with his toes.
“It seems to be able to emit some kind of supernatural darkness, making people’s eyes go dark. If it is the first time you come into contact with it, you will probably see blood when you encounter this move. But as long as it is hacked to death at the first contact It, it can’t do anything.”
“That’s it, meow!”
Flannel Ball nodded seriously, as if he took Lan En’s words as some kind of truth.
"Monsters are also different. So the coping strategies are also different, hmm, meow!"
Geralt, who had just polished the silver sword and put it back into the scabbard on his back, walked away expressionlessly. Come over here and start pulling out your knife and ripping the trophies from the horned devil.
At the same time, he was talking.
“The supernatural darkness you are talking about is the magic of deer-headed demons, also commonly known as ‘demons’.”
“The middle of their long faces will have a horizontal Grow an extra third eye, and when that eye is opened, the person who was stared will fall into darkness."
Although Geralt's face was expressionless, Lan En always felt that he was playing tricks on himself.
Flannel Ball also tilted his head and looked at Lan En in confusion.
"Well, then I am confused? Anyway, this is the first time I have seen the goat-horned demon, and I have never seen the deer-headed demon before."
The young demon hunter scratched his head Cheeks, said uncertainly.
“Oh, don’t make any judgments about something you don’t understand, meow. I learned it again, meow!”
The flannel ball nodded seriously, causing Lan En's mouth to twitch in the shadows.
Geralt quickly packed away the valuable things from the Goblin.
Including its pierced heart, a large piece of the croissant's smelly skin, as well as its head and fangs.
Among them, a mutation-inducing substance was also found in the chest.
He put the mutation-inducing substance into a portable bottle and handed it to Lan En. "The mutagenic substance of the ram's horned devil is necessary when making [the ram's horned devil's decoction]."
Lan En took the preservation bottle and looked at the mutagenic substances floating up and down in the potion.
The overall appearance is still that of a cell magnified thousands of times, very similar to an ordinary red mutation inducer, except that the nucleus of the cell has green spots.
The witcher's decoction is a further step in the alchemy knowledge of the witcher than the potion.
Lan En has now mastered it.
Compared with magic potions, decoctions are more effective, more magical, and effective for a longer period of time, but their disadvantage is that their toxicity increases dramatically.
Even the lowest level decoction is more than five times as toxic as ordinary potions.
The potion can only take effect for a few hours at most, while the medicinal properties of the decoction can last for at least half a day.
But it also seems to be due to the use of unique mutation-inducing substances in the monster. These decoctions can give the witcher powers close to the characteristics of the monster.
For example, [Cathorn Demon Decoction], during the validity period, can make the lower body of the witcher as stable as the Clawhorn Demon.
The impact that could normally knock someone away could only stagger the demon hunter under the influence of this decoction.
Other decoctions also have their own characteristics. For example, they can greatly increase the speed of energy recovery at night.
For example, in stormy weather, it can greatly increase the strength of the seal.
These are the characteristics that monsters can show, and the sorcerers who created the witchers used the mutation-inducing substances in the monsters as an introduction, and used excellent alchemy to give the witchers a temporary The ability to possess these qualities.
Lan En tossed the vial containing the mutation-inducing substance of the Horned Demon up and down, and smiled.
This is a good practice object.
“Okay, now let’s look for the tools and equipment Berengar left here.”
Lan put the preservation bottle into the alchemical leather bag and called to Geralt and Velvet. Ball gets down to business.
The culvert is not big, so finding things went smoothly.
The Horned Demon does not hide sword-making tools on purpose.
They found a large cloth bag that had become tattered over the decades.
But Berengar was also waterproofed at that time, so there was still a layer of oilcloth in the bag. There was a clanging sound of steel clashing inside.
After Lan En carried this big bag, he completed the task.
"No wonder Berengar couldn't defeat this horned demon. With such a big bag, I don't want to fight."
The young demon hunter complained, and Jero Te Ze was still rummaging around in the culvert.
He is also a thrifty person, and there are still many trophies of this beast in the Horned Devil's cave.
He has a habit of looking through it frequently. What if there is a treasure?
In the end, he actually found something.
A piece of sturdy, moisture-proof parchment was pulled out by Geralt from a tattered cloth bag.
The parchment was rustling and dust was falling down.
But Geralt looked very surprised.
“This is the drawing of the boots in the advanced armor of the Wolf School?”
Geralt turned around in surprise and looked at Lan, still holding the sheepskin in his hand Paper.
Lan En also raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Did he really find the treasure?
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(End of this chapter)