God-level Demon Hunter

The embarrassment on Roy's face flashed away, and he quickly regained his composure.

During this period of time spent with the sorceress day and night, and being bombarded by her repeated teasing, he has already developed a certain degree of immunity to beauty.

"Surveillance is so ugly, I am concerned about you! Don't be shy—" Shan Shan's face became serious, "Reserve your energy to deal with the pain later."

"How dangerous is the virus?"

"With the escort of corals, the probability of your death is very low, but you must suffer some flesh and blood."

Compared with the hormones extracted from the human body, Roy is more repulsive and disgusted with foreign viruses. No one will take the initiative to be infected with terrible viruses.

But the witcher is an exception.

Virus infection is the second step of the whole trial, and it is also a key step in the transition from the mild stage to the burst stage. It took Rita Nieder a lot of time to extract the required materials from the monsters, cultivate them and present them in Roy In front of her, a tube of black-green liquid - she called it "melting furnace virus".

In other words, the initial virus, as the first infection virus, has relatively "mild" destructive power.

The melting furnace virus was injected into the boy's body by the magic of coral. The latter didn't feel any discomfort at first, and could concentrate on listening to the sorceress's "Natural Magic" class. However, at a certain moment, the symptoms suddenly broke out!

Roy suddenly felt a sharp stabbing pain rushing into his brain, and an invisible scorpion was stirring desperately in his brain, and then his chest, throat, and abdomen became hot and hot, and his skin heated up and turned light red, as if he was in a furnace. Sweat poured out of the skin frantically.

Even his tongue was swollen by the turbulent heat, and he hesitated and couldn't speak.

The female sorceress lowered her eyes and her pretty face was full of apology, "Sorry, I can't cast spells to relieve your pain. This is a test that must be passed. Only by passing through can your body be completely transformed... The extra magic elements may also cause inability to predicted mutation."

"I...I can hold on!" Roy's eyes widened, and he was about to grit his teeth.

Chapter 32 Trials

It's like a nightmare, no, it's more terrifying than a nightmare, because Roy is awake and acutely aware of all pain every second.

The virus was raging in his body, destroying the immune system on a large scale. His lymph nodes swelled, and the huge heat spread throughout his body. He developed a high fever, and his dry and white lips were quickly blistered, but he couldn't pass out or fall asleep.

It was like a poisonous snake drilled out of lava, drilled into his body, twisted and twisted from head to toe and from bottom to top.

He was lying on the operating table rolling and rolling, his body writhing like an earthworm, his facial features curled up hideously, but he clenched his teeth, and there was no pain or complaint, only a gasping "hiss" the sound of.

The degree of pain is no less than taking the predrug for the first time.

But it was still within his tolerance.

Coral, who was watching, twisted Qianqian's ten fingers unconsciously, with a worried look on her pretty face.

In the past hundred years of her career as a wizard, she has seen many scenes that were many times crueler than before, either actively or forcedly—the vivisection of the Daughter of the Black Sun, the limb grafting of monsters, and taboo necronomic experiments.

She hasn't been moved by an experiment for a long time, and now there is a wave of turmoil in her heart.

The sorceress is calculating and knowledgeable, but Rita Needle at least keeps her word—she promises nothing more than an accident.

Seeing the young man writhing in pain in front of her, a faint thought took root in her mind—casting a spell to ease his pain.

"Calm down, Rita Needle... the extra magic power will cause unpredictable mutations." Then in a breath, the sentimental thoughts were extinguished by the sorceress.

"All steps must be strictly followed the procedure!"

Her face quickly regained her composure, her ten fingers nimbly outlined a double formation in mid-air, her red lips muttered words, and colorful lights projected from the young man onto the blank page, row after row of detailed body data Constantly written on it by invisible hands.

With a sullen face, she turned her eyes to this precious experimental material, and did not look away.

……

"Let it go, even if I don't die, I will go crazy, right?"

Roy, who had been struggling in the quagmire of pain, suddenly had a realization. He understood why many apprentices had successfully passed the trial of green grass, but they had mental problems.

He understood why Nannick asked him to defuse his anger.

Because of the pain.

During the trial, the pain was like maggots on the tarsus, torturing his nerves and tearing their wills all the time.

Especially for those who have a higher perception, the pain will be more "bright".

The Cat Pie Demon Hunter also has excellent perception, so this happens—the body survives the trial, but the will is shattered, and the mind is polluted by negative emotions.

In the end, the spirit and will become distorted and incomplete.

"I have to do something!" His extraordinary will gave him room to think.

Although his body was writhing like a lunatic, his spirit remained clear, but soon, his sanity was gradually swallowed by hostility.

"Meditation——" This is the only way he can think of to alleviate it at the moment. The spirit escapes into the void of the elements, and all the pain will no longer exist, and naturally there will be no mental problems.

So he tried to relax his body, following a method he had seen before.

Starting from the head, imagine a gentle plain hand stroking the hair, gently massaging the scalp with fingertips, making it feel numb and relaxing.

Then the eyes, close the eyelids, turn the eyeballs, then the nose, mouth, inhale, exhale, relax... Facial muscles, neck, shoulders, chest, abdomen, lumbar spine, thighs...

Roy disassembled the body into parts and relaxed them one by one.

If not once, then twice, three times...ten times...

Pain has interrupted this process numerous times.

It seemed like a few minutes, and it seemed like a few days, he tried persistently - the originally hard body began to soften, relax... completely relax, it's the turn of the spirit...

Take a deep breath slowly, and imagine being in a canoe on a vast expanse of blue lake. Under the warm sunshine, the spring breeze blows from the green shore, brushes across the water and cheeks, and brings the fragrance of the moist soil and vegetation along the coast.

There was a sudden change in front of him, he broke free from the heavy shackles of his body, and entered that grotesque meditation world again——

In a vast starry sky, colorful elemental fish circled him like fish, touching him playfully with their mouths, conveying intimacy and dependence.

Roy indulged in it, forgetting the physical and mental pain...

time flies.

"what?"

Coral's pretty face revealed a look of shock—after one night, the desperately struggling young man fell into a strange state of stillness, sitting cross-legged on the operating table, motionless like a stone sculpture.

His skin was red, his sweat had already dried out, and his expression was unprecedentedly serene.

The sorceress watched for a moment and saw that he had entered a meditative state.

Whether for a wizard or a witcher, meditation is an extremely delicate task, and it must be completely empty before it can be carried out.

How did he do this almost impossible thing under the torment of the virus?

Coral began to look through the video records of the crystal - seeing a complete process, after more than five hours of struggle, Roy's body went from moving to still, mechanically and slowly relaxing.

"No wonder Lesso values ​​him so much."

This kid's will definitely exceeds that of most adults.

She didn't make a sound to disturb her. If she was forcibly awakened in a state of deep meditation, she would be easily injured, and the boy was in good condition.

She began to mix the second stock solution, which was taken from crab spiders, giant centipedes, and screamers. Compared with the furnace virus, it had a different flavor——

cold!

Under the bone-piercing cold, Roy lay in front of the burning fireplace, curled up like a baby, shivering.

A week after surviving the furnace virus, he has a certain resistance, but it is still not enough to face the second virus called "glacier" by corals.

The surrounding environment seemed to have transitioned from volcanic lava to a world of ice and snow. His skin turned blue, his pores shrank and tightened, and it was as cold and hard as a popsicle to the touch.

His viscera barely retained enough heat to survive, but his skin, toes, fingertips, and facial features were all devastated by the low temperature.

His pupils were out of focus and faintly bluish, and the pinnae of his ears were so stiff that they seemed to fall off at the slightest touch.

To make matters worse, calm meditation is effective against scorching heat but not against freezing cold.

The cold that froze everything had already plunged him into a state similar to hibernation, his breathing slowed, and his heartbeat was barely there.

If he enters into cold meditation at this time, perhaps his soul will fall into eternal sleep.

"Roy, wake up, don't sleep! I promise you... I will teach magic when I wake up! Immediately, immediately!"

"aenye...eigean...deithwen..." Coral yelled the incantation, her fingers dancing dizzyingly in mid-air.

Fiery rays of light emerged like flames.

Then she slumped and let go, giving up the magic interference.

The boy's eyelids moved, but he looked like an old man on the verge of death. He stretched out his hand just now, and then lowered it weakly!

"Damn it!" Coral cursed in a low voice, she felt a mania choking her heart, faintly irritated, "Could it be that the virus concentration is too high? I have to do something to prevent him from having an accident!"

His blue eyes glanced at Roy's flickering face illuminated by the fire—the boy lying on the ground who was about to freeze to death, heard a faint rustling sound, and then he felt plunged into a Fiery embrace.

Warm and selfless, sharing the bone-chilling cold, alleviating his terrible state.

Instinctively, he sank into it completely, subconsciously and greedily hugged... crushed, rubbed into his body.

Chapter 33 Trials

It's like having a beautiful dream, and everything is back on track after waking up from the dream.

Roy, who had regained his sanity from the glacier virus, vaguely recalled several thrilling touches—silk-like smoothness, warm and plump touch.

What exactly happened?

Facing all this, Coral remained indifferent as if nothing had happened, and still teased him as usual. Roy was relieved and felt a little bit disappointed, probably because he was thinking too much.

Then there was a week of buffer time. Under the guidance of the sorceress, he studied the basic theory of magic for a week. Unfortunately, the results were minimal, and he only had some basic understanding of chaotic energy.

After the rest, the boy's body, which had been tortured to death by the virus, recovered and began to be infected by the third and fourth viruses.

With previous experience, the subsequent infection process went smoothly without any accidents. Roy's immune system was reborn under the polishing of the four viruses. His skin became more delicate, his facial features became more acute, and his body was full of energy. to the extreme.

Then Coral used magic to recuperate him, so that his body was in the best condition and everything was under control.

After two months and [-] days in the Temple of Meritelli, the two stepped into the laboratory on the morning dew. Today, the trial of the witcher will enter the final stage - the trial of green grass.

Prior to this, Coral had notified Nannick, Arora, and the elusive witcher that they should not approach the laboratory.

If the trial is unsuccessful, Roy will never be able to step out of the laboratory door!

By the way, during this period, Dennis Kramer approached Leso and brought a commission, and Roy also handed Guvihil to the witcher for use.

The progress of the entrustment can only be known after the trial is over.

……

"sound of a crash--"

The door was closed tightly, and with a snap of her fingers, the four corners of the dark hall suddenly lit up with strong light, and the interior of the laboratory was completely illuminated.

Five or six empty ampoules were lined up on the operating table, and on top of them were piles of cleaned-up items such as the spinal cord fluid of the forktail dragon, the venomous glands of the flying lion, the tongue of the vernacular vampire, yam, and long leaf Alchemy bases such as plantain, mandala root, etc.At the same time, the magnetic voice of the sorceress slowly echoed in the secret room,

"Roy, I have to remind you. The first two steps in the entire demon hunter trial are just to lay a good foundation, and the third step is the most difficult and critical stage. Most demon hunters fall here One step, you have to be mentally prepared for the pain that will follow."

The boy nodded with a calm face. What could be more difficult than a viral infection?

"Before you drink the grass decoction, you have to make a choice..." Coral licked her red lips, "According to the formula of the grass trial that Lei Suo gave me, and... and Rita Nied's "About the Grass Trial" Supplementary Research on Refining "..."

"For the most basic three elixirs, mother's tears, wild rye juice, and thatch juice, you can match different concentrations of mutagenic substances—"

"The lowest concentration, adding weak red mutants, weak green mutants, and weak blue mutants, the ratio is 2:2:1."

"Medium concentration, add three common grade mutants."

"The highest concentration, adding three powerful levels of mutants, including the blue mutant obtained from the ancient deer head essence."

"Different concentrations have different strengthening effects?" Roy pondered.

"Concentration is directly proportional to the degree of strengthening and lethality, the choice depends on you," Coral pursed her red lips, and suggested, "But I recommend weak effects, at most ordinary grades, with your physical fitness, you should be able to survive without any danger." past."

"I choose to be strong." Roy firmly rejected the sorceress's kindness - the experience points have been fully accumulated, and the full recovery ability is ready to go. If he dare not take the risk at this time, then he might as well A salted fish!

Coral's pretty face flashed a little struggle when she heard the words, the sorceress felt the pressure, opened her mouth to speak but stopped, hesitated, and sighed after a while.

His hands and ten fingers danced gracefully in mid-air. Amid a burst of incantations, the empty bottle containing the elixir and a pile of materials rose into the air. The aura of magic turned into invisible big hands, and began to make herbal decoction on the spot.

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"Gudong...Gudong..." Several kinds of decoctions were poured in one breath, bitter, astringent, fishy, ​​sour, and all kinds of strange tastes slipped down the mouth and into the stomach.

"Hi..." Roy hiccupped suddenly, his eyes narrowed like brass bells, a moment of confusion flashed across his face, and then he fell limply on the operating table as if drunk, and let out a burst of "snoring... " funny cry.

"Roy, how do you feel?"

Coral came over with concern, her tone slightly nervous.