The Witcher: Darkness Falls

Leon stared at the Silver Knight in front of him.

This silver knight condensed by holy light exudes a faint glow all over his body, and his body is translucent.

Its appearance is not much different from McLaren's Platinum Knight except for the color.

After the Silver Knight appeared, he immediately raised his left arm and held the wing shield in front of him.

Then, the knight's sword held in its right hand also changed at this moment, turning into a knight's lance that was thin in front and thick in the back, and more than three meters long!

Immediately afterwards, the Silver Knight made a charging gesture, and then turned into a beam of white light and rushed over.

brush--

The silver knight was extremely fast, and the spear reached Leon in the blink of an eye and stabbed towards his chest.

Leon's face darkened and he immediately dodged to the side.

Swah——

He dodged the thrust, but before he could stand firm, the knight's spear swept over him.

Leon had to hold his sword upright at his side to block.

Keng——

A huge force came and almost knocked Leon out.

The Silver Knight's power did not exceed his, but it was still terrifying and stronger than Paul.

But that's true, Paul was already injured at the time, and the person he was facing was just a disabled person.

But now, he roughly knows the strength of the Silver Knight.

Not as good as him, but if they were to face each other, it would still take some effort for him to kill a Silver Knight.

Lyon pushed the Silver Knight away and immediately returned to defense

The next moment, McLaren raised his sword and slashed over.

A terrifying force erupted from the McLaren sword, forcing Leon to retreat again and again.

Although both were seriously injured, McLaren was much stronger than Paul. Even though he had to withstand the old wizard's fireball explosion head-on, McLaren was now firmly suppressing him.

And more importantly, McLaren's fighting skills are far superior to his, especially now it is not a sparring match, but a real fight.

Soon, Leon's body was covered with wounds. If it weren't for his strong physique and quick reaction, many of these wounds would have been fatal to him!

With the cooperation of McLaren and the Silver Knights, Lyon was always suppressed.

call--

The Silver Knight swept his spear across, and Lyon immediately blocked it.

Swah——

At the same time, McLaren's sword also chopped over.

Leon roared and pushed the Silver Knight over, dodging quickly but was still hit by McLaren's sword and fell to the ground.

Before he could get up, he felt a chill in his side, followed by a sharp pain.

"Good reaction speed. If you hadn't turned over quickly enough, this sword of mine would have been enough to cut you in half!" McLaren was sweating and his cold voice sounded.

Leon covered the torn left side of his abdomen, where his cotton coat had been torn into a huge hole that was quickly stained red with blood.

What was even more terrifying was that his armor was cut open under his cotton coat, and a huge gash was opened horizontally on his side abdomen.

Leon's face turned even paler, and he looked painful.

He was now suffering from unprecedented injuries, and he had no doubt that once he exercised vigorously, his intestines would flow out through the wound!

After severely injuring Leon, McLaren did not attack immediately. Instead, he looked at him jokingly and panted, "The demon hunter's endurance is really amazing! If it were me, I would probably have lost my ability to move due to the pain.

Now I understand why the Pope cares so much about Geralt.

A young demon hunter, no, even a demon hunter who has not fully mutated has the ability to withstand such conditions.

Then Geralt... I'm afraid he's the only one who can withstand such power!"

Leon gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty. He tried to slow down his breathing as much as possible to ensure that his blood would not flow too quickly.

At the same time, he was also trying hard to resist the instinct to faint, which is the body's self-protection mechanism after suffering a serious injury.

At first, Lyon didn't understand why McLaren didn't become weaker after being seriously injured and summoning a powerful silver knight.

Wizards need to consume magic power to cast magic, and powerful magic consumes even more magic power.

Summoning has always been a high-level magic of wizards, and to summon a silver knight like this one, basically only a high-level wizard can do it.

You can imagine the amount of magic consumed.

But McLaren doesn’t look weak at all!

But now, although McLaren tried hard to conceal it, Lyon could still sense that the other party's breath was rapidly fading.

It seems that the damage caused by the old wizard's fireball just now was far from as simple as it seemed, and his attack on him was not without preparation.

However, all of this was concealed by McLaren in some way.

Moreover, the silver knight he summoned seemed to be really fine.

"Is it because of another magic system?" Leon guessed.

He knew very little about the magic system established by the True God Church.

However, just based on what the other party has shown, it shows that the magic system of the True God Church is better than that of the wizard!

Of course, Lyon doesn't believe that there is no other effort behind this.

“They said, if you are not willing to pledge allegiance to the True God Church, let me kill you.

But now, I've changed my mind, Leon, how about we make a deal?" McLaren said with a trembling voice, trying to hide it.

As Leon guessed, the old wizard's fireball and some of Leon's previous attacks did cause him serious injuries, and he just relied on the amplification of holy light to suppress them.

However, this suppression is not permanent, and now he has shown signs of fatigue.

But no matter what, he is still in better shape than Lyon.

Moreover, he also has the Silver Knight to control.

"Deal?" Leon moved back and leaned against the tree.

He looked at McLaren coldly, waiting for his next words.

"Hand over your mutation method and I will spare your life, how about that?" McLaren said.

Leon was a little surprised that he was actually thinking of mutating the potion formula!

Could it be that he wants to use the mutation potion to mutate himself into a demon hunter?

But he knew very well that this was impossible.

Many precedents have shown that the Demon Hunter potion is just a poison to adult individuals and has no effect at all.

Only young ones have the chance to mutate into demon hunters through potions.

"He doesn't know this yet. That's right. This is no secret among demon hunters. Even many wizards know this.

However, this may not be the case for others.

Mutating into a demon hunter should not be his main purpose. What he wants is the demon hunter's extraordinary physique.

To accept the so-called mysterious power?" Leon pondered in his mind.

"I'm curious, you are already strong enough, why do you still want to mutate?" Leon asked with difficulty.

He didn't agree immediately, or he didn't intend to agree at all.

In his current state, if he handed over the Demon Hunter's mutation potion, he would probably be killed immediately, right?

However, he was more interested in the power that McLaren mentioned, which could only be carried by the witcher's strong physique, even if he was about to die.

McLaren looked at the weak Lyon coldly. In his eyes, the other party was already a dead man, so he didn't hide anything.

"Of course it's a stronger force, Leon, you're very smart, you should have guessed it, right?

I told you before that we are not using magic, but divine power!

I am now a Platinum Knight, but this is the limit of my body.

If I can mutate into a demon hunter, I can carry a more powerful blessing from the true God and be promoted to a golden knight!

Do you see this silver knight? If it weren't for that fireball that suddenly appeared and seriously injured me, I could have summoned three!

Once I am promoted to Gold Knight, I can summon ten Platinum Knights of equal strength to me!"

"Divine power?" Leon lowered his eyes. It seemed that he had no chance of survival now.

"Hand over the things." McLaren said coldly.

"No." Leon said weakly.

McLaren's face immediately darkened, and he threatened: "Leon, I just want to save some energy. The demon hunter's belongings are all on his body, right? Even if I kill you now, I can still find them from you!

You better cooperate with me!"

Leon stopped talking.

He had given the original version of the mutagenic potion to Stregobor a long time ago, so he really didn't have it on him.

"Haha! You don't have anything else to rely on, do you? Let me think, is it the wizard who threw the big fireball?

Leon, you can give up now.

The reason why I ignored that wizard was that the fireball was obviously a large-scale explosion magic, and even a high-level wizard would need a long time to recover.

He can't even save himself, there's no way he can save you!"

Leon didn't expect the insane old wizard to save him at all. He probably had been scared away long ago.

"Leon! I found my walking stick! You don't have to buy it for me!" Just as he was thinking this, the old wizard's happy voice rang out.

Lyon and McLaren turned their heads almost at the same time.

I saw the old wizard happily waving his cane, and the cane was not damaged at all!

"Go!" Leon shouted vigorously.

He had underestimated how confused the old wizard would be.

Even though the fight was like this, the old wizard didn't run away. He really went to look for his cane!

McLaren looked at the old wizard and could see that he was a little mentally abnormal.

But it’s good that the other party didn’t run away, which saved me some effort.

"Run? I don't know the road, and there are swamps all around. Where can I go in the middle of the night?" The old wizard ignored McLaren and the silver knight he summoned, and walked straight to Leon.

He was surprised and said, "What's wrong with you? Oh my God! You are injured and need a doctor!"

Lyon was no longer able to say anything. He looked up at McLaren, who had a playful look on his face, and opened his mouth to say something.

"But don't worry! I'm... uh... um... oh! I'm a wizard! I can heal you! Let me think of the healing spell first..." The old wizard frowned and thought.

McLaren did not stop him, but laughed: "Hahaha! Leon, you don't expect this mentally ill wizard to cure you? Could it be that he released the fireball just now? Hahahaha!

Your injuries can only be cured by advanced healing magic. I'll wait and see how he treats you!"

Leon couldn't say anything.

The old wizard began to mutter: "Bruce...Kalia...No! Not this! Um..."

This time Leon did not stop the old wizard from trying the spell. He was going to die anyway, and he could cast another fireball and drag McLaren to be buried with him.

"Oh! I remember now! Akuru...Friezalu..." the old wizard recited fluently.

However, as his spell sounded, no healing light was released. Instead, a black shadow quickly enveloped him and Leon.

McLaren's face changed and he immediately swung his sword.

At the same time, the Silver Knight also stabbed forward with a gun.

However, the space behind Leon and the old wizard turned into a black hole, suddenly shrank, and sucked the two in.

McLaren and the Silver Knight's attacks both failed!