Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

Crossing the arched stone bridge above the pond is connected to a dark corridor carved with various exquisite murals.

Several elves and dwarves with weapons were guarding the terrace outside the corridor, guarding against monsters rushing from the corridor and harming their residents.

After seeing the heavily armed Wayne approaching, the elves and dwarves nodded respectfully to the demon hunter to express their respect.

Unlike the ordinary residents in the camp, as warriors, they are more aware of the power of the demon hunters.

The dozens of water ghosts that were killed yesterday are still vivid in my mind. Such a large number requires an army of more than twenty people to defeat them.

However, just two demon hunters were able to kill them almost unscathed, and judging from the wounds on those monsters, almost every one of them was fatal with one blow, which was a level that ordinary people could not achieve anyway.

Worthy of respect.

Faced with the attitude of the dwarf and elf warriors, Wayne smiled back, feeling a little proud in his heart.

No one dislikes the respect of others, especially demon hunters like them who risk their lives to get rid of monsters.

However, there are too few sensible people in this world, and there are too many ignorant and unruly people. Coupled with the deliberate guidance of the ruling class and the Church of Eternal Fire, the demon hunter, a profession that should be respected, is in a In this embarrassing state now.

It's sad.

After entering the corridor, the surroundings were still dark, but with the help of the cat potion, Wayne was able to see clearly what was around him.

It stands to reason that this ruin has not been disturbed by humans for thousands of years. Even if there were any traps or the like set up back then, they would probably have been damaged by the action of time.

Wayne held the sword and moved forward carefully, and soon passed through the corridor and came to a huge room similar to a banquet hall.

The banquet hall is very large. Although there are no windows, the surrounding walls are carved with extremely exquisite marble reliefs, especially the ceiling here, which is a huge landscape composed of various weird sculptures.

The hall is very spacious, and many exquisite furniture should have been placed in the past.

But these wooden furniture have been turned into dust for thousands of years, leaving only some metal objects, and some of their original appearance remain.

A trace of sadness flashed through Wayne's heart. He took steps forward and was about to continue exploring inside the banquet when the Witcher badge on his chest suddenly vibrated, even accompanied by a subtle buzzing sound, like a vibrating Same as mobile phone.

Startled, Wayne immediately stopped moving, clenched his sword tightly, and looked around carefully.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation, but whether it was in the game or Vesemir's teaching, he knew exactly what he had encountered.

My badge started to vibrate, there must be a sorceress nearby, oh no, there must be traces of magic nearby.

Wayne squinted his eyes and walked softer. He walked carefully against the wall, wanting to go to the back of the banquet hall to see where the traces of magic came from.

However, the owner who designed this ruins is still very capable. Maybe he is a magician himself, or he invited a highly skilled magician to help him.

As soon as Wayne's footsteps entered the dance floor of the banquet hall, he heard the sound of rocks breaking from the ceiling above his head.

Before Wayne looked up to see what was going on, a strong air flow hit his position from top to bottom.

In an instant, Wayne's hair stood on end, and without thinking about it, he rolled towards his side and left the spot.

Boom! Ka Ka Ka!

The sound of a boulder weighing several tons falling from a high place made Wayne's heart tremble.

He stood on the ground with one hand, stabilized his body, and looked up, only to see an ugly monster that looked quite ugly, like an overweight Goblin, already standing where he was originally.

This monster was made entirely of gray-blue stone, with an expressionless face, fluorescent eyes, and a pair of deformed wings on its back. It didn't look like a normal monster at all.

But with just one glance, Wayne recognized what it was.

Gargoyles are stone statues that have been given life. Most of them are used to protect wizards' laboratories or treasure rooms. Inside, there is a kind of gem called the heart of the gargoyle developed by the wizards. It is very difficult to deal with.

After all, this kind of monster is no longer a carbon-based life. The whole body is made of hard stone. If you attack it with an ordinary weapon, it will not cause much damage other than breaking a little of the surface of the stone and scrapping your own sword. effect.

Fortunately, the master demon hunters in the past had already thoroughly studied this monster. The weaknesses of the gargoyle were recorded in detail in the monster knowledge Kaermohan learned.

In addition to the fragile joints, these monsters are also afraid of the demon hunter's silver sword mixed with demon-blocking metal.

Although the effect of the silver sword on them is not as clean as cutting on flesh and blood, it can still kill them as long as enough damage is accumulated.

In addition, this kind of monster is also afraid of anti-magic bombs. When they are shrouded in the dust of anti-magic bombs, they will lose control because the magic power in their bodies is blocked.

Thinking of the records in the books, although these monsters have thick skin and infinite strength, their movements are quite slow, and they are not invincible enemies.

Wayne let out a breath, picked up the silver sword Geralt lent him, put an enhanced version of Quen's shield on himself, and then released a huge Arden magic trap on the ground. , and concentrated his energy to wait for the attack of the gargoyle.

If it weren't for this kind of monster that only attacks the enemy according to the program set by the mage, has no mind at all, is neither afraid of the burning of the Igni Seal, and is completely immune to the control of the Alder Seal and the Axi Seal, he would never choose to fight with him. This monster fights head-on.

The gargoyle that fell to the ground still stood there.

It seemed that because it had not been activated for thousands of years, the gargoyle's internal program was slow or blocked. It stood blankly for more than ten seconds, until Wayne almost couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in attacking. This huge fat guy , then staggered towards Wayne.

However, when the two sides came together and Wayne actually fought with it, he discovered that this stone monster was not as difficult to deal with as he had imagined.

Because the reaction speed of this kind of gargoyle is too slow, or Wayne's speed is too fast.

With his own abilities and system bonuses, Wayne's swordsmanship is comparable to that of a master assassin of the cat school. He can easily roll and jump behind the gargoyle to avoid the monster's powerful attack. When Yi turned around to face Wayne, the joints on its back had already suffered several attacks.

And when the two faced each other, Wayne only needed to roll a few times and dodge a few slaps and tramples to get back behind the gargoyle and attack its weak points wantonly.

Finally, after Wayne rolled over behind the gargoyle for the seventh time, he used his silver sword to repeatedly chop at the joints on its back.

This huge gargoyle finally could no longer support itself. From its limbs, neck to torso, they all seemed to be pieced together like building blocks. They clicked a few times and turned into scattered pieces. Many parts were scattered on the ground.

Among these parts, a fist-sized, red and green crystal-like magic prop was dropped in front of Wayne at the chest of the gargoyle.

This is the Gargoyle Heart, the source of power for the magical stone statue.

Although it is not very precious and is not even as valuable as a war horse, if it is traded to scholars or mages who study magic, it can still be enough for ordinary people to live for several months.