The Witcher: Darkness Falls

Leon looked at the two new old witches.

One fat and one thin.

The fat witch's body was covered with fat and brown corpse spots, and her head was covered with a wooden basket.

The skinny witch had a hunched body and her face was covered with a blood-stained rag. The most eye-catching thing was that there was a leather bag hanging in front of her body.

The bag was bulging and stained with blood, and a delicate arm protruded from the opening of the bag.

"Ah! What day is today? A new witcher!" The fat witch supported her waist, which was as fat as a bucket, with both hands and paced comfortably.

"Hmm~ There's also the smell of fresh blood, very familiar. Witcher, have you practiced the Knight's Breathing Technique?" The thin witch hunched over, looking at Leon with her face covered with rags and asked.

"You know this?" Leon was slightly surprised.

"You know? Oh, of course I know." The skinny witch slowly waved her hands like chicken claws and said, "Let me think about it. Oh, this is an amazing thing. It can make human meat firmer, more delicious, and more nutritious!"

"Yes, that's what it does. What's the matter? Do you want to know more?" the fat witch asked with a sneer.

Leon looked alert with a blank expression.

He believed in these two, no, three, and there was another one in heaven.

These three old witches must know something, and they must know more about Knight's Breathing than wizards like Stregobor.

By the smell of the blood he exhaled, they could accurately determine that he had practiced the Knight's Breathing Technique.

Not only that, what the thin witch said just now was even more worthy of his deep consideration.

Its evaluation was like that of livestock at home, which seemed to tell him that they had eaten people who practiced the Knight's Breathing Technique.

But Stregobor said that no one had practiced the Knight's Breathing Technique for a long time, and it seemed to be a modification from the elves.

Even within the elves now, the breathing method of most knights has been lost, and not many of them practice it themselves.

"Who are you?" Leon asked immediately.

These three don't look like humans, but of course we can't rule out the possibility that they were once humans.

Some wizards went almost insane for their experiments, turning themselves into something neither human nor ghost.

However, most of these wizards are male wizards, and very few female witches make themselves look like monsters.

In addition to pursuing truth and magic, witches are also pursuing beautiful looks and youth.

In this world, most of the cosmetics and beauty drugs are made by these witches.

They even applied for a patent for their invention and made a fortune from it.

The three old witches in front of me, if they were human, would definitely be crazy for making themselves like this.

"Who are we? Hahaha! Witcher, do you want to know?" The fat witch turned her head to look at Leon, then turned into a gust of black wind and rushed up.

Its sharp cry echoed in the space.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

As the fat witch attacked, the thin witch also launched an attack.

"His magic core is mine, hahahaha!" The thin witch's sharp laughter echoed in the air.

"Then I want his delicious body! So young and tender!" the fat witch screamed.

Leon had been wary of their attacks, so the moment the two old witches attacked, he made a dodging gesture.

At the same time, he immediately swung the silver-plated steel sword in his hand and chopped at the thin witch.

The sword slashed into the thin witch's body, leaving a hideous wound on the side of her body.

But the thin witch did not bleed, instead black smoke came out of its wounds.

"Ah!!! Damn witcher!" the thin witch screamed in pain.

In an instant, her body exploded into flying crows, then reunited ten meters away, and the wounds on her body disappeared.

The fat witch waved her claws that were like pig's trotters and grabbed towards Leon's body.

Leon held the fat witch's claws with his silver-plated steel sword, and his arm sank slightly.

"The power is not as strong as I imagined..." Leon thought.

Compared to the old witch at the beginning, the fat old witch in front of him was far less powerful.

At the same time, Leon also discovered a strange phenomenon. The outer outline of the fat witch's body seemed a little illusory. It didn't look like a physical entity, but more like a soul.

However, he didn't have time to think about it. He pushed the fat witch away with force and retreated backwards.

The next moment, a big mouth suddenly opened below where he had just stood, and bit upwards fiercely, then turned into black smoke and disappeared.

If Leon didn't dodge, his legs would probably be bitten off by this big mouth.

Leon dodged Big Mouth's attack and immediately rushed forward to chop the fat witch in half with his silver-plated steel sword.

"Ahhhhh!" the fat witch screamed, her body turned into a crow to dodge, and then condensed again in the distance.

"Damn it! Damn you!" the fat witch screamed, and she threw magic at Leon angrily.

Leon sensed the danger and quickly dodged.

However, at this moment, a flock of crows circling in the sky swooped down, surrounded Leon, and attacked him frantically with their sharp claws and beaks.

Leon crouched down and used the Quen Sign to defend himself.

The crows screamed and flew away, and then one after another, explosive magic exploded around him.

puff--

Leon was shocked so much that his head raged and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He tried hard to hold up the shield and felt his magic power being quickly consumed under these repeated attacks.

"We can't go on like this..." Leon said secretly, then he made up his mind and suddenly burst out his magic power.

In an instant, Quinn's seal expanded, deflecting all attacks from all directions.

Leon stood up shakily, took a bottle of Jaina's water from the Aether Ring and poured it into his mouth.

This is a magic potion invented by a wizard named Jaina. Its main function is to quickly replenish lost magic power.

It is the lowest level potion that can replenish very little magic power, but it also has the lowest toxicity, making it just right for a novice wizard like Leon.

Leon endured the rapid replenishment of his magic power, and at the same time his stomach churned, making him want to vomit.

But he held on until the potion was completely absorbed by his body.

At this moment, blue-black capillaries appeared on Leon's face, but then gradually faded away.

But it's not over yet.

Leon drank another bottle of potion, Maribor Forest!

This is a potion that instantly boosts adrenaline, but it only lasts for five or six minutes before the effects wear off.

While the potion is taking effect, Leon's speed, strength and reaction ability will be greatly improved, and his pain will be reduced.

Therefore, Leon had to end the battle before the effect of the potion wore off, otherwise his body would convulse due to the toxins in the potion.

All potions are poisonous, just to varying degrees, and Leon's tolerance to poison is not high, so he rarely uses potions.

But in this situation, it is obviously not possible to do without potions.

As the potion took his body's place, blue-black veins crept up his face again.

Leon felt a surge of excitement and grinned.