The Witcher: Darkness Falls

The ancient continent was bounded by the Blue Mountains, with swamps, mountains, forests, plains and river valleys to the west and vast deserts to the east.

Fort can fly, and fighting him on the open road is simply courting death.

Unless Leon knows large-scale weather magic and can use wind or lightning to attack the opponent, he will be a sitting duck on the ground.

However, large-scale weather magic is often exclusive to high-level wizards. Even if he, a beginner wizard, could come into contact with it, he would not be able to learn it.

Understanding is one aspect, but the main issue is the lack of sufficient magical power to support it.

However, he felt much more relaxed with the forest around him.

With the trees as support, he had enough cover to interfere with Fort's vision.

At the same time, his flying advantage was greatly reduced under the cover of trees.

On the contrary, he was able to maximize his advantages by moving quickly through the woods.

“McLaren has never been able to fly, how can this guy fly?

Or does McLaren do it, but they just haven’t shown it yet?”

Leon couldn't help thinking as he looked at Forte who was chasing him into the forest.

McLaren has only one wing, and the other one seems to have been turned into a shield.

You can't fly with just one wing, right?

But it’s hard to say, after all, I’ve never seen a McLaren fly.

“But the McLaren was very fast, even with the injury.

This one, on the other hand, flew fast, but not as fast as I expected. Is it because of the trees blocking it?"

Fort's flying speed was not slow, but as he shuttled through the woods and was blocked by the trees, his speed was definitely not as fast as flying on the plains.

The forest terrain was not favorable to him.

He could choose to fly high into the sky, above the treetops, and attack Leon from top to bottom.

But that would greatly obstruct his vision.

Except where humans live, trees flourish.

"Want to use the woods as cover? You can't escape!" Fort rushed in.

The wings behind him flapped, and his body moved quickly through the woods like a bird.

Although his speed was restricted after entering the forest, he was already following closely behind Leon and did not lose him.

"You know nothing about the true God!" Forte sneered as he looked at Leon hiding in the woods.

He suddenly flapped his wings to stop his body, and then holy light burst out from his body.

The next moment, he flapped his wings violently, and dozens of thirty-centimeter-long arrows condensed and formed in front of his wings.

And with the flapping of his wings, it covered a large area of ​​Lyon like rain.

Swah——

Arrows rained down on Lyon.

Leon sensed danger and quickly hid behind a tree that was thicker than his waist.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Arrows rained down and explosions sounded one after another near Lyon.

He felt the trees behind him shaking and heard the wailing of the big trees behind him.

"It's going to break!"

Leon's face changed and he quickly rolled to the side.

The next moment, the big tree where he had been hiding exploded, and part of the tree fell down.

However, as soon as he stood up, the next round of arrows came shooting at him.

Swah——

It was too late to dodge, so he quickly cast the Alder Seal and put up a protective shield.

boom--

A rain of arrows came pouring down, most of them landing on his magic shield.

Lyon remained calm, but was somewhat shocked in his heart.

Every arrow shot by Forte has one-fifth the power of a Foehn bomb.

Lyon can still withstand such an attack.

In the old witch's secret laboratory, that pot of magical substance not only contributed a lot of vitality, but also contributed a lot of chaotic power.

While relying on the life pendant to heal his body, a large amount of chaotic power was also absorbed into his body.

Although the absorption efficiency was not high, the amount was large, and it still allowed his magic core to grow a lot.

In other words, the amount of magic power that could be contained in his body had at least doubled.

Dark magic is very powerful. Even though wizards are despised by the world and may even be burned at the stake if discovered, they still have to study it in secret.

Such a terrifying improvement cannot be achieved by normal magic potions.

Finally, after enduring a round of arrow rain, Lyon started running, and kept using the big trees as cover to avoid the next round of arrow rain.

After five rounds of arrows were fired, even though Lyon dodged as much as he could, he was still hit by several arrows.

But fortunately, he was protected by light armor and had a strong physique, so he avoided the vital points.

The life pendant hanging around his neck continuously supplied vitality to help him recover from his injuries. The injuries on his body were not too serious and recovery was a matter of time.

"Good stuff! Fortunately, the life pendant did not store enough vitality in the old witch's hands, otherwise I would be in danger." Leon thought.

He thought of what the old witch said before she died. It seemed that she was being hunted by someone, and was seriously injured every time.

After escaping for two hundred years, he had to share his body with his two sisters to ensure that their souls would not dissipate and that they would not be hunted down.

Thinking about it this way, it’s not easy for the old witch.

And he was really lucky, as he encountered the old witch at her weakest moment.

If there was no one chasing the old witch, he would probably not be able to defeat the other party, let alone obtain this magical pendant of life.

But then again, if the old witch hadn't been hunted, she wouldn't have fled from the northern countries to Nilfgaard.

The above thoughts only flashed through Lyon's mind, and his attention was always on the battle in front of him.

After Forte fired five rounds of arrows, his wings vibrated again and he rushed towards Leon quickly.

The next moment, he saw the bow and arrow in Forte's hand quickly change into a scimitar.

He swooped down towards Leon and chopped down the tree that blocked his way with one blow.

That tree is half a meter thick!

"So powerful! It's that silver cross. It turns out it can change its shape." Leon said in surprise.

He was riding away on his horse just now and didn't notice how Forte transformed.

He thought that Forte's bow and arrow was the bow and arrow he originally carried on his back, but it was wrapped in holy light.

Just like after McLaren transformed into the Holy Light Knight, the knight's sword in his hand was based on his steel sword, covered with a layer of holy light phantom.

But it seems that their silver crosses are not just decorations, but can also change their shape and become their weapons.

McLaren never used it, either because he was too disdainful to use it against the goblins, or because he was seriously injured by the old wizard's fireball when fighting him, so he couldn't use it.

He felt fortunate that McLaren couldn't use the cross at that time, otherwise the opponent's combat effectiveness would be raised to a higher level.

Just as Lyon was reassessing the Silver Knight's fighting power, Forte was less than three meters away from Lyon.

At this moment, after five rounds of holy light arrow rain bombardment, Lyon's light armor was broken and stained with blood, looking very embarrassed.

Although Leon's own strength was not affected, and his injuries were recovering rapidly under the treatment of the life pendant.

But in Forte's eyes, Lyon was already at the end of its rope.

"Very good! Demon Hunter, I will make you die very quickly and your head will be mine!" Forte grinned.

He seemed to have seen the scene of Leon's body being chopped to pieces by his sword and his head flying off.

However, just when he thought he had won, Leon, who was standing in front of him with a dusty face, suddenly raised his hand towards him.