Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

Although it was only a quick glance, Wayne had already guessed that the monster that attacked Geralt was the little mist monster.

As a veteran demon hunter, White Wolf probably didn't expect that when he tried his best to kill dozens of water ghosts, there was actually a strong little fog demon lurking nearby, taking the opportunity to sneak attack on him.

This is also because the surrounding environment is too dark. Although the cat potion strengthens their dark vision and allows them to see in the dark, that vision is almost black and white and they cannot see clearly the fog in the dark.

This allowed the little mist demon to become almost invisible, without being noticed.

For the sake of safety, Wayne did not immediately approach Geralt who was knocked away. Instead, he immediately mobilized the remaining chaos magic in his body and carefully put a layer of Quen shield on himself.

In the fierce battle just now, in less than half an hour, he cast nearly thirty seals, which was a level that other demon hunters could hardly achieve.

In addition to his talents, system bonuses and tawny owl potions, it was also thanks to the Dolan Ring he obtained yesterday.

Every time he kills an enemy, he gets a certain amount of mana recovery effect, which greatly enhances his endurance. This allows him to defeat the water ghosts that even the white wolf Geralt has to deal with carefully with the skills of a novice demon hunter. group.

After adding a layer of insurance to himself, Wayne was relieved. He looked up and found that the little fog demon that had just been knocked away by his Alder Seal had lurked in again when it landed. In the fog, it could no longer be found.

This kind of hidden monster is quite troublesome. In addition to maintaining a high level of vigilance, the best way is to wait for it to show up on its own initiative before taking the opportunity to deal with it.

As a last resort, he could only give up chasing the enemy, quickly came to Geralt's side, and began to check his injuries.

At this time, Geralt seemed to be stunned by the powerful and heavy sneak attack just now.

He put his hands on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, his arms were shaking slightly, and he was trying hard to prop up his body, but failed.

Seeing Wayne coming to his side, he reached out and grabbed Wayne's outstretched arm, and then stood up with the help of his strength.

"How's it going, Geralt, can you still hold on to your injuries?"

Looking at the concerned eyes of his juniors, Geralt pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth. He had long been accustomed to physical pain, but this humiliating situation in front of his juniors still made the famous White Wolf feel a little embarrassed.

He shook his head slightly and said in a hoarse voice:

"My back armor was not penetrated, I just suffered internal injuries, nothing serious."

"You have to be careful, this little mist demon is stronger and more cunning than its kind."

"It's not gone yet, the battle isn't over yet."

Seeing that Geralt was fine, Wayne was relieved, but at the same time he felt a little vigilant in his heart.

Although I knew that it was common for demon hunters to get injured, I didn't expect that even a veteran like Bai Lang would overturn in front of an ordinary little mist demon.

It is conceivable that when facing a more powerful monster, or as powerful as a demon hunter, it is very likely to be fatally struck with one blow, and there is no chance of regret.

Thinking like this, Wayne suppressed some of the pride he had just gained from defeating a large group of water ghosts, and focused his attention on the perception of the surrounding environment.

Although he has the blessing of system capabilities, his defense is not stronger than Geralt. If he was the one who was hit in the sneak attack just now, he probably won't be any better than Geralt.

However, monsters are monsters. Perhaps this little mist demon is naturally cunning, but it has stayed in the underground ruins all year round to dominate. It has no idea what fear and retreat are. After being knocked away by Wayne's Alder sign, not only did it not restrain itself The sneak attack made him even more angry and wanted to launch a counterattack.

This also allowed Wayne, who had calmed down, to discover its traces. This guy was considered cunning and knew that persimmons should be pinched softly. It manipulated the mist and enveloped his body. At this time, it had quietly touched behind Geralt. Not far away, it seemed that he wanted to sneak attack the injured target again and kill him completely.

But Wayne didn't give it another chance. He let go of Geralt's arm and directly used the Axis Confusion spell to freeze the little fog demon's movements for a second, and then there was a sword light as fast as lightning, the silver sword Like a poisonous snake, it pierced its throat directly.

However, the vitality of these monsters is too strong. Even if their throats are pierced, their power still shows no sign of decline.

The little mist demon didn't care about its own injuries. It roared angrily and waved its claws, grabbing hard at Wayne's right hand that held the sword.

Seeing this, Wayne narrowed his eyes and did not choose to fight it head-on. Instead, he let go of the silver sword in his hand, rolled sideways, avoided its sharp claws, and came to the side of the little mist demon.

He didn't give the monster a chance to hide his figure again. After stabilizing his figure, he immediately bent forward and rushed towards the little mist demon. He dodged his claws again, grabbed the hilt of the sword again, used the momentum of his body, and slammed hard With one twist, the head of the little mist demon was directly cut off.

After losing its head, a large amount of blood spurted out, spraying everywhere like a fountain. The little mist demon's body froze for a few seconds, as if it had lost its support, and fell to the ground, completely losing its voice.

Seeing that the enemy was completely killed, Wayne shook off the blood on the silver sword, exhaled a breath, and returned to Geralt's side, trying to reach out to support him.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the camp first."

"There are specialized doctors in the camp who should be able to help you with treatment."

Geralt smiled bitterly, not trying to be brave.

Although the commission is important, your life is your own, and you cannot fight with injuries. This is one of the iron rules that every demon hunter knows.

However, as a senior, he still has to save his face.

Geralt waved his hand to signal Wayne not to help him, then turned his head and spit out a mouthful of bloody spit, saying:

"Let's go back to the camp first. I can still hold on, so I don't need your help."