God-level Demon Hunter

Chapter 66 Changes

"Hmm... well, the taste is not bad..." The teeth easily crushed the leaves and roots, and in the chewing sound of "Kazkaz", a juice with a strong plant fragrance filled the mouth.

"Unique flavor, crisp and sweet." When the whole herb was greedily devoured by Roy, the esophagus and stomach returned another special taste - the sweetness of blood.

The aftertaste is long, lingering on the lips and tongue.

Roy frowned, and wiped the juice overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his fingers. What caught his eyes was a dazzling blood red, like human blood, with a slight heat.

He frowned.

"How does it feel to have swallowed a life?"

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body. A strange heat flow flashed through his limbs and bones, and then disappeared instantly.

There is something more in the body, but not enough to make a difference.

However, when he shifted his attention to the personal template, the attributes and occupations were as usual, but there was a row of light green fuzzy writing in the skill template, which kept flashing and would disappear at any time.

A new ability about to take shape?

"The amount of food is not enough, and the new ability cannot be stabilized?" Roy confirmed this guess, and he had to swallow five ounces directly to produce changes.

Then eat a few more plants!

He made up his mind that he couldn't monopolize the benefits, leaving half of the herbs to Lei Suo.

So he stretched out his hand to grab and pull, pulling the second weeping Sun's Blood out of the soil.

The demon hunter didn't stop him when he saw this, he just raised his eyebrows and leaned against the wall with his arms folded, looking like he was watching a good show.

Two plants, three plants, four plants, five plants—when half of the blood of the sun remains in the soil.

Roy stopped eating. He squatted on the cold ground in a meditative posture, feeling the changes in his body.

His heroic eyebrows and tightly pursed lips trembled involuntarily. The digested blood of the sun radiated enormous heat. This heat spread from his stomach to his whole body, like a furnace, roasting his blood-scrubbed skin. The face, neck, and forearm where the leather armor was exposed became extremely rosy.

This scalding hot current even rushed into the brain, carrying the majestic information contained in the blood, turning it into strange characters composed of straight lines, curves, and dots.

Thousands of characters flashed through his mind, and he must have never learned any of them—most of them were strange and obscure, with simple shapes and a primitive flavor.

Only a small number of characters resembled the common script of the North that he had learned at Edsburg Cadel House.

More precisely, the Common Speech of the North is derived from this small group of odd characters.

He was in a strange state for an unknown amount of time.

When all the unfamiliar characters appear in his mind one by one, the pronunciation, writing, and meaning are all carved into his blood and soul, and will never be forgotten.

He has mastered a language.

Ancient language?

Roy woke up from the intense physical changes, and his intuition confirmed his thoughts.

The extra language in my mind is the language used by the elves, the ancient language.

"But why does eating the blood of the sun allow me to master the language of elves?"

His attention turned to his personal template, and he froze.

"You swallowed a large amount of the blood of the sun... You obtained the racial talent of the Elf Ain El, and you mastered the ancient language through blood memory."

You have unlocked skills:

The Elegance of the Wind (Passive Solidification): The elf has an elegant appearance and body, and his movements are as sharp as a cheetah, Charm +1, Dexterity +1.

Charm 5 → 6

Agile 5.1→6.1

……

It's unimaginable that a few sun's blood actually changed his bloodline.

"So I'm no longer a pure human being."

As a traveler, he is not obsessed with a certain bloodline, and he is not afraid of becoming a demon hunter, let alone an ancient elf?

An elf is an elf, at least not like a dwarf or a goblin, and the difference in appearance is too great.He also gave him two attributes for free.

He looked through the handwriting in the template again, and the elf blood he obtained did not come from the Ain Sidi elf in the world of the witcher, but the Ain El elf from another world.

The relationship between these two elves is very complicated.

But he knows one thing - Shirley, the son of luck in the world of demon hunters, can travel through time and space at will with the ancient blood in his body, and the source of the ancient blood is the ancient Ain El bloodline,

So is it possible that he can get a glimpse of the mysteries of time and space through this half-baked Ain Ayer blood?

He shook his head and laughed, he was wishful thinking.It's definitely not going to happen at this stage... It can only be regarded as a thought.

Lei Suo has been leaning against the wall and paying attention to the boy with closed eyes. In just 5 minutes, some subtle changes have taken place in the boy's appearance and temperament - the skin on the slightly dark face has become delicate and shiny, and even the dirty blood scabs It can't be completely covered up, the original oval pinna seems to grow upwards, it looks a little bit sharper than ordinary people, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

When he opened his eyes, the black and bright pupils were set off to become deeper and brighter like stars.

Compared with before, his appearance and temperament became more eye-catching.

"Little devil, how do you feel?"

"Very good!" The boy jumped up, stretched his hands and feet, and easily performed a front flip in the secret room. "The body has become more flexible, and the balance ability has been strengthened. By the way, I also learned the ancient language."

"An ancient saying?" The demon hunter looked up and down, "Didn't you notice that after swallowing the blood of the sun, your appearance also changed?"

"Where are you referring?" Roy touched his cheeks, nose, eyes, and mouth, but he couldn't feel any changes. He had to look in the mirror for details.

"The facial features are more distinct, and the upper ends of the ears are pointed. These are the typical appearance characteristics of a quarter elf." After Lei Suo finished speaking, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. His great invention can actually change races and bloodlines, allowing humans to have the blood of elves."

The witcher's tone was slightly sarcastic,

"The rule of the elves was subverted by humans, but they cultivated a plant that assimilated humans? What is this? If you can't beat it, you will become your own? But the blood of the sun cannot be cultivated in large quantities, and their plot can only end in failure."

"As for your ancient language, it should be derived from bloodline inheritance. Most of the quarter elves in history are not unknown people." The demon hunter paused in his voice, turned his eyes on the young man, and said half-jokingly, "Little devil, maybe you can become a big shot in the future."

Quarter-elves, as the name suggests, have one human parent and one half-elf parent, or both.

Compared with half-elves, the blood of quarter-elves is more inclined to humans, so they do not have such obvious elves' appearance characteristics and can integrate well into human society.

Only particularly extreme racists will see them as inhuman racism.

The sorceress Yennefer/Yennefer of Van Gerberg, the Farr guest who once bloodbathed the northern kingdom, and Vernon Ryan, the leader of the Edsberg Revolutionary Army, are all quarter elves.

"Big man? Don't be kidding me, there are so many unknown quarter elves!" Roy was most afraid of—"Will it affect the grass trial?"

"Don't worry, such a little bit of blood is not a serious problem, it won't affect the Grass Trial, and there are many benefits." Lei Suo said, "Your lifespan will be greatly increased by blood alone. If there are no accidents or terminal illnesses , at least one hundred and twenty years old."

What is this, a mixed-blood advantage?

"Since it's good," Roy thought for a while, "you can eat the remaining five plants. The two elixir prescriptions have been lost, so it's useless to keep them. Even if they can be refined by chance, the demon hunter It’s useless, it’s better to eat the herbs directly.”

In one or two hundred years, the appearance of demon hunters will not change much, and they will remain at the age of 200 or 40. Most of them will not even live that long, and will die in battle, so the magic beauty pill is not very useful.

Demon hunters are also strong enough to resist poisons, so you don't need a universal antidote.

Lei Suo hesitated for a while, and finally stretched out his big sinful hands to the screaming plants, and then the whole nursery was in a mess.

But unexpectedly, after he ate the whole four plants, there was no change at all, unlike Roy who could feel an obvious heat flow even after eating the next plant.

The blood of the sun has completely lost its effect on him.

"Could it be the reason for the mutation?" the boy thought.

Demon hunters have gone through trials of green grass, mutations in organs and genes, and they are actually not human beings anymore.

"Perhaps the conversion effect of the blood of the sun can only work on humans."

The demon hunter was also aware of this, so he gave up swallowing the last remaining Sun's Blood, and asked the boy to store it in the storage space.

"If that elf mage came back and found that his hard work was in vain, would he be pissed to death?" Roy carried the demon hunter with one arm over his shoulders, helping him to move forward with difficulty.

"You're overthinking. The magic power on the mural hasn't been strengthened for more than ten years, and it's extremely weak. I'm afraid 'he' has already encountered something unexpected." The demon hunter sighed.

The elf warlock took pains to create such a secret room, but made a wedding dress for someone else. Is this God's will?

……

Blood of the Sun also seems to be causing some hidden changes.

During the rest of the day, Roy followed the movements repeated hundreds of times, relaxed his body, calmed his mind, closed his eyes, squatted on the ground, and entered the meditative state with the secret handprints of the demon hunter.

The first meditation after the bloodline change was different from the previous shallow meditation for restoring physical fitness, but more naturally entered into the deep meditation of contacting the essence of the world.

His spirit escaped into a pure black world, and the incomparable freshness reminded him of the state when he entered meditation for the first time.

The surrounding air was as thick as water waves, restraining his spirit and making it difficult for him to move an inch.

However, a ray of light suddenly lit up in the darkness, it was a crumbling flame in the distance.

It will be extinguished with just a light blow, but it is extremely tenacious, pregnant with terrifying bursts and anxiety, and it is getting stronger and closer.

Then there is the yellow light spot, which gives people a sense of thickness and stability, representing the soil and the earth; the cyan, light spot, light and mischievous, represents the wind and air; the blue light spot, full of moisture and vitality Vitality represents water.

Earth, fire, water, and wind, the four elements, approached him in clusters.

If his spirit has tentacles, it must be reaching out to greedily capture these elements at this time.

However, the mischievous elements seemed to be just teasing him, they circled around him, and after taking a sniff, most of them disappeared into the darkness in a flash.

"Do not--"

Roy's heart trembled, and he almost woke up from the state of meditation. He could only grasp the life-saving straw, a trace of the thin four elements that were still lingering around him.

He could clearly feel the temptation of the element, and it danced lightly around him for a while, as if he wanted to communicate with him, but hesitated to speak, a little shy and timid.

"Leave!"

Roy screamed hoarsely in his heart, but they seemed to be frightened, and instantly disappeared into the darkness without a trace.

Although they are extremely nostalgic and reluctant to part, they still slip through the fingers like sand.

"Damn it!" Roy withdrew from the meditation, his face full of unwillingness and regret, "It's almost impossible to leave the elements!"

But he has a strong intuition that he just needs to keep repeating meditation and making attempts, and one day he will be able to establish a connection with the elements.

Maybe he can unlock the magic power without using the grass trial!

"It's finally improved..." To some extent, the blood of the sun has indeed improved his magical talent. It used to be completely insulated, but now it has a little meaning.

Chapter 67 温床

After swallowing the blood of the sun, Roy and the demon hunter walked in the mine tunnel for an unknown amount of time. Because food and drinking water were almost exhausted, they speculated that four days had passed, and they walked in the mine tunnel for nearly a week.

The witcher's broken leg was immobilized with two short swords and a piece of canvas, and Guvithir was used as a crutch, barely able to walk.

Fortunately, the journey was uneventful, and the food in the middle of the mine was probably so scarce that even monsters could not survive.

The airflow and breeze in the cave that had been silent for a long time began to surge, and they realized that they were not far from the exit, and they were about to leave the deep darkness and see the light of day again.

……

"Shh-"

The two had just emerged from a narrow and cramped tunnel and entered the spacious cave buffered between the tunnels. The witcher suddenly made a gesture of silence and extinguished the torch.

Roy followed his finger and looked forward. At the entrance of the tunnel, a ghost warrior with claws came into sight.

Maybe it is well-nourished on weekdays, and its size is obviously larger and more burly than the evil ghost in front of Smailk.

In the blink of an eye, it was a strong man with an ugly face, his body was slightly crawling, a pair of pale and huge eyeballs glowed a terrifying cold light in the darkness, and his nose was raised like a hound.

It smelled a strange smell, and slowly approached the demon hunter master and apprentice.

"Whoosh—" A silver arrow shot across the air, pierced through its head in an instant, and immediately fell face-to-face without saying a word.

"Killing evil ghost warriors, experience points +30."

Roy withdrew his hand crossbow, and habitually planned to go to harvest the spoils, but was suddenly held down by the shoulder by the demon hunter.

Two more ordinary evil spirits poured out of the tunnel.

The scene that followed was extremely bloody.

They failed to find the demon hunter master and apprentice hiding in the dark passage opposite, but were completely attracted by the corpses of the same kind.

After sniffing against the corpse for a while, they pounced on it and began to bite, chewing on the neck at one end and tearing at the thigh at the other end.

The evil ghost's fine and sharp teeth easily tore the skin of the same kind, pulled off pieces of oval blood vessels and muscles, picked it up like a dog, gasped and chewed twice, then raised his head, the skin on the neck squirmed and swallowed it into the stomach inside.