From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Facing the comforting hand stretched out by the sword guard, Heifeng kept avoiding it. It looked behind the sword guard, and in its spiritual eyes seemed to see the horror of seeing a natural enemy.

"Tell me, could it be that Heifeng did this because the Earl left. If it's true, then this horse is really smart."

The sword guard stepped forward to hold Hei Feng's reins, but Hei Feng retreated frequently.

"You put the work in hand first, let's tie the black wind first... huh? Why is the wind blowing?" Jianwei was very dissatisfied when he couldn't hear his companion's answer. When he turned around, he found that he was halfway through The camp was empty.

A log rolled slowly, hitting his greaves before stopping.

The sword guard seemed to have checked something, and suddenly turned around.

Black Wind is gone too.

A gust of wind came from nowhere, blowing away the cold sweat that rolled down his face.

The surroundings were silent, and the neighing of the fierce horse could no longer be heard.

Another gust of wind passed, and he disappeared.

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Geralt adjusted his state for a while, then poured down a bottle of potion with his head raised. In an instant, the black meridians around his eye sockets bulged, and even the whites of his eyes turned black.

And his two amber cat's eyes began to glow in the dark. When they looked back, everyone felt that they were being watched by some kind of wild beast that was hunting, and their hairs suddenly turned cold.

A few soldiers who were closer to Lan even wanted to raise their shields reflexively, and their hands holding weapons tightened.

Geralt scanned the darkness, and suddenly said, "Someone has been here before."

What?

Lann suddenly became nervous. Could there be some unexpected enemy?

Geralt reached for a torch and walked more than ten steps in the darkness. A man's skeleton was illuminated into everyone's sight.

The skeleton looked like firewood, badly weathered, and a hoe had been drilled through a gap in his ribs and buried in the dirt beneath it.

Geralt stepped forward and tried slightly to pull out the hoe, but unexpectedly, the spine of the skeleton snapped into two pieces.

"It's been at least fifty years." Geralt judged, "It should be a tomb robber. I don't know where I got the news about this magic laboratory, so I want to come here to try my luck."

Lann relaxed slightly, not just the enemies he would encounter during the expedition. Exploring this kind of ruins is most afraid of variables.

Geralt groped for a while longer, and suddenly pulled out a necklace studded with rubies; after a while, he pulled out a pile of Oren.

Geralt threw an Oren to Lan and said, "Oren is the currency of the Kingdom of Temeria. It seems that these tomb robbers have gone a long way."

Afterwards, he raised the necklace in his hand again, and gestured to the hoe again: "These tomb robbers must have found something, and they were trying to bring something out. But they couldn't get out, and eventually internal strife broke out."

"Since they have gained something, I think we can try to follow the footsteps of these grave robbers. They must have been to the laboratory, and we can reach our destination by following them. Generally speaking, grave robbers will not take away These notes and the like, they feel worthless.

If there's nothing you're looking for in the lab, let's look for more corpses of grave robbers and search them. "

Lan En nodded and said, "You are the most professional here, listen to you. Can you find the footprints of the tomb robbers fifty years ago?"

"That's what you hired me to do, didn't you?" Geralt said without looking back.

Then the witcher took a deep breath, and his eyes seemed to shine even brighter in the darkness. He turned his head slightly, and the surrounding pheromones gathered towards the demon hunter in a place that outsiders like Lann and the others couldn't see.

In the witcher mutation, witchers are given a special ability: witcher senses.

After turning on the witcher's senses, their five senses can receive information that ordinary people cannot discover:

Smells that wolves can't smell will become eye-catching guide signs in their eyes;

The ground washed by the rain has gleaming footprints in their eyes;

In the airtight and airtight room, there seemed to be flashing reminders everywhere to indicate the exit for them.

These are special ways in which information from the environment is presented under the condition of synaesthesia. Demon hunters with this sense are born detectives.

At this moment, dozens of imprints of different shades on the floor caught Geralt's eyes, and hundreds of scents in the air entered Geralt's nostrils at the same time.

He compared the information with the information he had collected on the bones, and gradually a luminous path that only he could see appeared in front of his eyes in the complex labyrinth of underground relics.

"found it."

Geralt stepped into the darkness first, followed by the others.

This underground relic gradually showed its true colors in the eyes of Lann and the others. This should be a huge palace, with long corridors and stairs connecting halls and secret rooms, like a maze, and full of obvious ancient elf style.

It's just that in the darkness, the elegance and grace unique to the ancient elves disappeared without a trace, and the empty footsteps echoed here, leaving only fear.

The crowd soon arrived at a place that seemed to be a prayer room. Geralt scanned the room with glowing eyes, and suddenly raised his hand to release an Igni Sign.

The deliberately controlled flames brushed gently in the darkness, and the people behind them couldn't even feel the change in temperature.

Rows of candles were ignited by the flames released by Geralt, illuminating the room; behind the candles was a statue of a woman, with a holy appearance and a pity, perhaps some god in the elf belief.

Next to the female statue stood two statues of leopards, as if they were guarding something.

This room appears to be a prayer room.

The candles used for lighting are all placed on a tall candlestick, and under the candlestick are boxes that have been violently pried open.

There are many skeletons on the side of the box.

This room seemed to be more than a prayer room.

Geralt stepped forward to check, and said, "These boxes should be used to store treasures. It seems that a large-scale uneven distribution of spoils broke out here, and many grave robbers died."

Facing the corpses of these tomb robbers, the soldiers behind them were ready to move. Lan glanced at them and tilted his head in agreement.

The soldiers bowed slightly to Lan En gratefully, suppressed excitement and went forward to search for these bones, and they all got good results.

Geralt took out the necklace from his bosom, stepped forward to compare it to the statue of the unknown lady, and suddenly took a step forward and brought the necklace around the statue's neck.

The size and length are just right. It's just that the statue with a trace of holiness seems to have fallen into the mundane world, and it is no longer noble after being contaminated with worldly treasures.

PS: It will be available on February 1st, ok.

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