God-level Demon Hunter

It seems unreasonable that he is a traitor.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man spread his hands silently and shook his head calmly, indicating that he had no malicious intentions.

Then his eyes turned to the young witcher who was observing, and he hooked his fingers——

"Crackling wow..."

In an instant, the soldiers, the witcher, and Princess Adda were all stunned!

Why do humans make such weird tones, like a—a murloc?

The instigator took advantage of the time when everyone was in a daze, and ran to the swamp in the lake area.

"Asshole, grab him!"

"He is a traitor, a traitor!"

A group of people frantically chased after it, but the strange man ran not so fast, and with a few breaths like electricity, he pulled the pursuer far away.

And the distance is still expanding rapidly, except for the two demon hunters, no one can keep up with his pace.

"Is this guy a human? He can run faster than a horse."

"Stop chasing, beware of fraud! Go back and protect Princess Yada, you, and you, follow me!"

……

The monster's pace was too fast, and the witcher chased him straight into the vast swamp hinterland of Lake Vizima.

No sign.

Suddenly a thick fog surged up all around, and the visibility became extremely low in just a short moment, and Roy in the fog suddenly lost contact with Lei Suo.

He carefully put on the seal of Kun En, with a crossbow in one hand, a sword in the other, and dark golden pupils wandering around.

A figure suddenly flashed in the thick fog not far away——the knight who fled before!

Roy followed!

Intense chase, 5 minutes later.

The fake knight led him all the way to the east bank of Lake Vizima, rushed into the lake, stopped suddenly, and bowed reverently towards the clear water of the lake.

In front of Roy, there was a sudden change of light and shadow. In an instant, the thin man in chain mail disappeared miraculously, and a short murloc in a tattered reddish-brown cloak reappeared in front of him.

He is slightly hunched over, with two long and white beards growing on the catfish's mouth, and the round eyeballs and upper eyelids are white, giving him a kind-hearted feeling.

And in those deep eyes, there was no trace of hostility of a fallen murloc, but the light of wisdom shone.

Geek

Age: 89

Gender: Male

Identity:

Half-murloc hermit (he is a legend among half-murlocs. He has lived in seclusion in Lake Vizima for decades, and witnessed the glory and depravity of the half-murloc people in the Vizima Lake area.)

Believers of the goddess of the lake (it devoutly believes in the goddess of Lake Vizima, because of the gift of the goddess of the lake, it has mastered part of the ability to cast spells)

Life: 80

Mana: 120

Attributes:

Power: 6

Agility: 8

Constitution: 8

Perception: 6

Will: 9

Charisma: 8

Spirit 12

skill:

Drumming Technique Lv5: Basic water elemental magic, consumes a small amount of magic power, and controls the water flow in the lake.

Water Archery Lv6: After simple gestures and spells, summon an arrow of water element to attack the enemy.

Spiritual Link (Passive Solidification): This is a unique innate ability that can communicate with most intelligent creatures with the mind.

……

Fallen murlocs, murlocs, the altar on Black Tern Island, the goddess of the lake...

Countless thoughts were intertwined in the mind of the demon hunter, and he suddenly realized——

"You haven't fallen... a normal murloc?"

The half murloc clasped its sticky finger webs in front of its chest, and saluted him.

"Garoo...wow in the house...chaco" (Don't be nervous, the geek doesn't mean anything.)

Roy is 100% sure that he has never learned the language of the murloc. Every word that comes out of its mouth is very strange, but it can unexpectedly understand the meaning.

This is probably the effect of the spiritual link.

"Your Excellency Qike, you must give me an explanation—" the young witcher withdrew his weapon, "Why did you sneak into the knight's team and lure me here?"

Geek stroked his two white beards,

(As early as half a month ago, I got the revelation from the goddess that there will be a team to fight against the fallen. I joined your team to help.)

(Otherwise, on Black Tern Island, except for you and the bald witcher, everyone else would be transformed...)

Roy nodded and asked again,

"Goddess? Is it the god you believe in?"

(Goddess of the Lake)

The young demon hunter was determined, "You mean, in addition to the evil objects enshrined in the altar, there is another master in Lake Vizima, the goddess of the lake?"

The half murloc nodded,

(My countrymen originally worshiped the noble lady Vivienne.)

"But I clearly remember that the Goddess of the Lake lives in Lake Selavi in ​​Toussaint?"

The murloc hermit narrowed his eyes suddenly, waved his right webbed towards the air, his slender beard trembled a little excitedly,

(The goddess was born in water, she has many sisters, and where the lake is rippling, the goddess's light shines.)

"So Lake Vizima was originally the territory of the goddess," Roy said with a gleam in his eyes, "it was later taken over by the creatures in the altar?"

The half murloc suddenly waved his fins excitedly,

(Evil creatures can't help snatching away the goddess' territory, bewitching my compatriots, and destroying my group. Now there are less than ten normal murlocs left!)

"So that's the case, the hatred of the dead...then you have come to me this time, is there a way to deal with it?"

"Ulu!"

"But why me, an unknown pawn of the Viper School? Lei Suo's skills far exceed mine, and Her Highness Yada's power is beyond my reach."

The half-murloc looked at him solemnly.

(You did not appear in the revelation of the goddess. You are an odd number who broke into the crusade. At first, I was just out of curiosity and secretly followed Black Tern Island to see what step you could make.)

(But then I got instructions from the goddess that there is a special person in the team——)

The half murloc put his hands together in front of his chest, and looked at the young witcher with approval in his eyes.

(You, Viper school demon hunter, Roy, have met a series of harsh conditions in the past year.)

The half-murloc hermit fingered the clear lake water with his carrot-like thick and short finger webs,

(Go, the Goddess is waiting for you in the lake, and He will personally tell you the rest... This is both a gift and a test, and it's all up to you...)

After speaking, the half-murloc geek waved his webbed farewell, then fell into Lake Vizima and disappeared without a trace.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Roy's face.

"Could it be—"

He had a guess about what was going to happen next, and he really had no reason to refuse such an opportunity, so he walked steadily towards the lake.

Chapter 15 The Lady of the Lake

The cool lake water in the early morning gradually submerged his ankles, and his vision began to change.

The surface of the lake suddenly became foggy, and the clear lake water and the sky became gray. The soft water vapor around him caressed his cheeks, limbs, and skin. His body seemed to be washed from the inside out, and he became more relaxed than ever before. , Refreshing.

Then a voice as gentle as water sounded from the bottom of my heart, suddenly far and now near, as if far away in the sky, but also as if it was close in front of me.

"Roy, this way..."

This voice is like the warm whisper of his mother patting his shoulder when he was a child, and it is like the smile of a lover after the cloud and rain.

He couldn't help but go deeper.

The lake water submerged his thighs, waist, and abdomen, and then in the hazy mist in the distance, a graceful figure appeared faintly.

The mist was too dense, and she couldn't see her specific appearance clearly. Her soft wrist moved like water waves, stretching towards him constantly.

He quickened his pace and walked towards her, the water of the lake reached his chest, but when he approached this beautiful figure, flowers suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and the fragrance disappeared.

He looked left and right, but suddenly felt a bit of coolness slipping down his back, just as he turned his head, the scent of daffodils floated in front of him again.

"Roy..."

In this glutinous whisper, she suddenly fell into the lake water, twisted her waist, and walked gracefully in the water, like a mermaid.

But the demon hunter only felt ten thousand ants crawling over the bones, and his whole body was shivering with goosebumps.

"Is this the goddess of the lake?"

After seeing the goddess Meliteli paradoxically, he always felt that most gods should be aloof, unapproachable and profane.

However, the "goddess" behind him completely subverted his impression, flirtatious, passionate...

However, his strong will allowed him to quickly escape from the swaying state of his heart.

Silver bell-like laughter rang out, the eyes of the demon hunter blurred, and the mysterious goddess of the lake finally revealed her true face——

Under the long dark green hair hanging over the fragrant shoulders is an innocent and sweet smiling face.

This palm-sized face is inlaid with a small nose, jewel-like pure eyes, and petal-like soft lips.

Exquisite as a work of art.

The skin on her cheeks was as smooth as silk, as soft and delicate as a newborn baby, and exuded a faint fragrance of daffodils.

But under such a delicate face, there is a slender neck and a high bulge... The dark green long hair hanging over the collarbone and the diffuse water vapor cover her body, covering her with a magnificent gauze .

Innocence and charm, two contradictory temperaments are mixed in her body, forming a more soul-stirring beauty.

"Goddess? I think it's a female goblin..."

The young witcher took a deep breath, admiring the beauty of the goddess of the lake within reach, and at the same time, his dark golden eyes became deep——

Vivian

Age: 353

Identity:

Lady of the Lake/Nymph (Water Fairy)

(The legendary goddess of the lake does not refer to a single person, but a group of nymphs. The fairies of the lake are naturally transformed elves who are in charge of the existence of water. They will not get sick or grow old, but will die.

They are kind by nature, advocate the five virtues of knights, and are willing to help kind people.At the same time, they are also unrestrained and free... They will choose their favorite knights who have passed harsh tests to accompany them. )

? ? (Perception is too low to obtain)

……

Roy calmed down his restless mood. The goddess of the lake is not so much a god as a group of extremely powerful magical creatures.