From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

[Burst of Anger] [Burst of Anger] [Burst of Anger] [Burst of Anger]!

In Triss's astonished eyes, Lan began to gouge the golem's body in the most brutal way with his gorgeous long sword like a blacksmith forging iron.

"Dang" "Dang" "Dang" "Dang"

The golem's body would twitch with each slash, and with each slash, enchanted stones harder than steel would splash around.

The sturdy creation that warlocks are proud of is no harder than a wooden stake at this moment!

"Lan, be careful!"

Screams suddenly rang in the witcher's ears.

Lan looked up, but the golem had given up struggling to pull its body out of the rock wall, and instead raised its two arms that were like bridges.

"Boom", the sound like a landslide almost made Triss not far away temporarily deaf.

Opening the protective cover to resist the oncoming impact, the sorceress hurriedly looked around the golem. You must know that Lan received the blow almost from zero distance!

However, he saw that the demon hunter in thick armor was hanging in mid-air at this moment, making a standard tumbling movement, and his body was stable.

The shock wave that lifted the floor was like a breeze, and it didn't disturb him in the slightest.

Lane landed, and turned around to see Triss' surprised expression.

The sorceress quickly calmed down, seeing that the golem was still struggling, she raised her hand and struck out another bolt of lightning.

Although not as powerful as the initial lightning lethality, it also caused the golem's body to tremble like a short circuit.

And Lan En also seized the opportunity, stepped forward with several consecutive sliding steps, aimed at the gap cut by the continuous New Year greetings before, raised the sword in his hand again, and began to accumulate strength.

Final blow!

"Woo la!" There was a strong breaking wind, and the sword of the lake girl sank into the body of the golem. Immediately afterwards, there was an abnormal shaking on the body of the three-meter giant, and stones fell from the body like raindrops. fall off.

Under Lann's guarded eyes, the golem maintained a posture of bending over the ground, lost its brilliance, and completely turned into a marble statue.

"I heard that warlocks can easily create another golem as long as they get the core inside the golem's body?"

Triss stepped forward and affirmed: "The shell of the golem is nothing more than marble and runes, only the core is irreplaceable."

Lann waved his hand and put the entire golem's body into the [item bar]. It is not very convenient to have a space backpack in this kind of secret room exploration.

"I'll give it to you when I get back."

The core of the golem can't play much role in Lann's hands, so it's natural for Triss to make the most of it.

This golem is equivalent to a gatekeeper. After killing them, the two of them will be safe for the time being.

Triss controlled the flames and ignited every brazier in the open space precisely, so that the whole picture of the square appeared in their eyes.

"We haven't entered the secret lab yet, have we?"

Lan nodded and pointed forward: "Where is it?"

There is a manor-style compound staircase in front, although most of them have collapsed, and you have to climb and jump to go up. After passing through here with a torch, a simple and exquisite door appears in front of you.

"This door is no longer an illusion, you have to open it in a stupid way." Triss frowned, and she used a torch to carefully illuminate every inch of detail on the door from top to bottom.

"There is a keyhole here, but I don't know where the key is... Lan, did you see such details in your precognitive dream?"

Don't tell me, there really are.

This labyrinth dungeon can be said to be the first that Lan En explored in his previous life, and the terrain setting is not very complicated, Lan En's memory is still very clear.

Under the inexplicable eyes of Triss, Lan took her hand away from the door and walked down the stairs again.

This underground cave is surprisingly large. In addition to the square and the main entrance, there are many branch caves, which are the result of congenital formation and acquired artificial development.

Lann knew that behind this gate was the mage's secret laboratory, and these branched cave tunnels were other places such as biological breeding rooms and apprentice lounges.

According to his vague memory, Lan explored several of the caves separately, and soon found his target:

It was a long and narrow passage, and there was still a lot of stagnant water on the ground. The rock walls were supplemented by plants such as mistletoe, fur balls, mushrooms, and blood moss. Triss stopped halfway to collect a lot.

And at the end of this tunnel is a small gazebo-like place. Seven hermit-shaped statues are built around the gazebo, which seem to be guards and watchmen, making it look like a cage.

A stone tablet is at the feet of the two, and a string of ancient words is carved on it.

Lan didn't know this string of ancient words, but he wasn't the only one here.

Triss read the words on it lightly: "Gaze into the abyss, but it's flattering."

I have to admire that the knowledge that warlocks have learned in the academy for more than ten years is indeed extensive and complicated.

The sorceress was thinking about the meaning of these words, but she felt the big hand of the witcher suddenly cover her shoulders.

"What's wrong?"

Lan looked around: "I saw something else in my prophetic dream... Is your protective cover still open?"

A green rootless fire suddenly ignited in the midair without warning, a figure with a portable lamp in a shabby black robe suddenly appeared from the void, hoarse and ugly screams began to echo in the open space.

demon spirit!

The blue shield flashed in mid-air, blocking the enemy's sneak attack. Seeing that the attack didn't work, the ghostly figure walked away without stopping, and disappeared into the void in a blink of an eye.

"Tsk, golems, demon spirits." Lann smacked his lips, these things brought back some bad memories in him, "Can't there be something new in the secret laboratories of these warlocks?"

Triss covered her mouth and laughed: "I heard that you disappeared in Toussaint before, and you were exploring Thomas Molu's laboratory?"

Lane nodded: "The old warlock turned into a special demon spirit, which retained his consciousness and part of his magical ability during his lifetime, and beat me hard enough."

The demon hunter walked out of the protection range of Triss' protective cover slowly, and stepped down the purple magic circle around himself with his left hand, with the tip of the sword facing the ground, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, taking care of himself.

There was a "bang", as if seeing the relaxed demon hunter made the demon spirit think that it had an opportunity to take advantage of it, it appeared from behind the void again, swung the iron rod and hit Lan En's body.

The yellow Quen protective film disappeared in a flash, and it was not even broken; while the purple magical halo climbed onto the body of the demon spirit at this moment.

"Compared to the enemies I encountered at that time." Lan En looked at the empty and crazy eyes of the demon spirit in front of him, "You are far behind!"

Stepping forward with a left step, shoulders lowered and waist twisted, the lion pupils and the runes on the long sword flickered together——【Whirling Sword Dance】!

The demon spirit wanted to run away again, but after being hit by Yaden's seal, not only could it no longer blur, even its speed seemed to be slowed down.

In just two short breaths, the demon spirit was hit with dozens of swords, piercing, stabbing, chopping, or thrusting, all of which were attacks far beyond its body's ability to bear!

Lan kept spinning until the demon spirit in the midair was completely reduced to ashes by the green flames, turning into a pile of lifeless dust and falling to the ground.

There are still dots of light scattered in the air, and there is also a group of small mutation-inducing substances mixed in.

Lan En reached out to grab it, and without looking back, he strode to the edge of the seven statues and looked up.

The gazebo is topped by a column that reaches to the ceiling with detailed carvings of ears of wheat. It is difficult to say whether the building was built from the top down or from the bottom up.

With the construction ability of the elves, it's really hard to say.

Triss stepped forward and looked around carefully, and she saw a few spring handles for operation on the outside of the gazebo, and there was something to say inside.

"You said that the key to the secret laboratory is here, and there is obviously a switch here. Does your precognitive dream explain this situation?"

Lan En smiled mysteriously: "Do you still remember what was written on the stone tablet just now?"

Triss said: "'Gaze into the abyss, but praise' I haven't forgotten that you can't understand the ancient language, but I can understand it. The ancient blood can't let you learn a language without a teacher..."

Speaking of this, Triss suddenly paused, and began to become less confident: "...can't it?"

Lane nodded: "It really can't."

Triss breathed a sigh of relief. The blood of the ancients can surpass the source warlock in terms of talent. If he can learn the acquired knowledge without a teacher, then it will be too challenging and shocking.

Lann strode forward. He didn't like to show off his mysterious temperament, so he quickly stepped forward and groped for the spring handle outside a gazebo, explaining: "The things we want are hidden under this gazebo, and these The mechanism is the key to open it."

Lann turned the mechanism vigorously, and then saw a statue of a hermit suddenly began to vibrate violently.

"Galala--"

After turning several times in a row, the stone statue became facing the center of the gazebo.

"'Gaze into the abyss', does it mean to adjust the positions of these stone statues to be in the same direction?" Triss quickly understood what Lan was doing, "Then what about 'respect'?"

"I'll know in a while."

"Okay, okay." Triss shrugged helplessly and stepped forward to help.

"Crack——"

As the directions of the seven statues were adjusted in unison, the stone slab in the middle of the gazebo suddenly split in half, revealing a deep pool.

Triss frowned suddenly, she heard some strange sounds inside.

The black figure at the bottom of the pool swayed, vaguely looking like a human.

"Is this the 'Abyss'?"

Lan En teased, "And there are many 'demons' in the abyss."

Triss frowned: "Why do you think there is a way to open that door down here?"