Mysterious Tribulation

Yanan Town is surging privately.

But on the surface it was unusually calm.

Two more years later, something big or small happened, the grave keeper, Old John, died!

As a tomb keeper, he had no wife and children, and no one would take his place.

Finally, after some deliberation, a freedman was offered the position.

He used to have an unpleasant name, but now everyone is used to calling him Little John.

Over time, he changed his name to Little John.

night.

Little John carried a lantern and patrolled the cemetery area.

Especially in the family cemetery area of ​​Lancaster, there are many tomb robbers who covet here.

As night fell, in the beech forest, green eyes flickered from time to time.

It was the owl watching him, and from time to time it made a penetrating call.

Damn, damn...

Little John carried the lantern and staggered through the cemetery with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He had thought he was very brave.

But only when he became a tomb keeper knows that he is actually not as brave as he imagined!

If it weren't for this little subsidy and a free house... I wouldn't do this unlucky career...

Old John can't get a wife in his life, I don't want to be like him.

Suddenly, little John's eyes flashed.

In front of Kalin's grave, he seemed to see a figure.

Who?

He let out a high-pitched scream.

Basically, this voice can scare the tomb robbers away.

Thinking about it, I know that the truly courageous and courageous guys have all gone to work as a promising career as a thief.

Only those guys who can't eat the robber's bowl of rice will choose to rob the tomb!

The key point is that there is no custom of burial in this era. If you rob the graves of commoners, you may end up with only a set of dead clothes!

Moreover, tomb robbers are very vigilant and basically do not want to conflict with people.

If you are intimidated, you will simply give up.

But this time, little John encountered a tough stubble.

The figure did not leave, but turned around.

The other party was wearing a set of black tights, with a black cloak on the back, and the arc was like the wings of a bat.

Most importantly, there is a silver mask covering half of the face above the nose!

Little John dropped the lantern, turned around and ran!

He didn't want to lose his life here.

Even if you lose the job given by the lord!

But in the next moment, the wind blew up!

Before little John could run far, he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Swish!

He rubbed his eyes and saw the figure that appeared in front of him in an instant, and couldn't help screaming: Bat monster?

Gravekeeper...Little John!

Aaron lowered his voice into a hoarse, gloomy tone.

Are you... a human? Little John was even more surprised. How could a human being have that kind of speed?

But Aaron was not ready to talk nonsense with him at all, he grabbed little John, grabbed his neck, made him open his mouth, and stuffed a pill in it.

Cough cough...

What did you... give me something to eat?

Little John only felt a huge force coming, making him involuntarily open his mouth to breathe, and then swallowed something.

It's nothing, it's just a poison... If you don't get my antidote every month, you will die, and you will die very painfully.

Aaron said lightly.

This is actually a simplified and extended version of Seven Days of Death Poison.

You...what do you want to do? Tomb robbing? You can dig the graves of these nobles...let me go...

Little John was so frightened that tears and snot poured out together.

'Do I look like a tomb robber? ’

Aaron complained in his heart, and then said, I want you to work for me!

He tried his best to subdue the tomb keeper, but not to poison the other party.

What job?

Little John looked up.

Take good care of this cemetery. If you find anything unusual, notify me immediately... You can put three red stones under the elder tree outside the town, and I will come to you...

Aaron's mouth curled into a smile.

He still has some ideas about the kind of 'Wraith Flower' that warlocks are looking for.

And, it's just a hoax.

Anyway, this place has been seen by warlocks before, indicating that the environment is indeed suitable, and the cemetery is still expanding... Slowly wait, maybe one day it will be harvested.

And... at that time, maybe it will become a stepping stone to knock on the door of the caster!

correct!

Although he has become a muscular barbarian like a witcher, Aaron still has some ideas about becoming a spellcaster.

After a moment.

Little John rubbed his eyes and watched the other party step on the treetops and leave like a big black bird.

This... what is it?

He murmured, suddenly picked up the lantern, and quickly lifted up his clothes.

When he saw a black line spreading from his navel, his expression instantly became extremely depressed.

According to this mysterious man, once the antidote is swallowed irregularly, after the black thread goes around his waist, he will die from the poison!

...

Aaron is flying.

Since he was promoted to the official witcher, his physical fitness has indeed begun to be extraordinary, and he can do many things that were completely impossible before.

For example, at this time, using the treetops to fly away, to outsiders, it is almost the same as flying.

When he came to a clearing, he drew out his cross sword and slashed out.

Swish!

A beech tree fell to the ground in an instant.

A branch flew up.

Swish!

Aaron stabbed several more swords, cutting the branch into neat pieces in midair.

In terms of control, I don't have to worry at all.

Now my fighting power, even if I encounter those so-called master witchers, I may not be afraid...

In the world, the only thing that can make me a little jealous is that the army is besieged...

The witcher's physique is just beyond ordinary, not immortal!

According to Aaron, now he is surrounded by hundreds of troops, he can only try to break through and escape!

Even... even if you become a master witcher, you may not be able to fight against a fully armed mortal army... witcher, it's too weak!

Perhaps... the master can do it?

Aaron murmured, planning to prepare for the 'Trial of the Red Mountain'.

The 'Trial of the Red Mountain' is very simple. Through a series of exercises, the body of the official witcher reaches the limit again, and then begins to induce the second mutation of the gene.

Aaron is very confident in passing the Red Mountain Trial because he has a perfect base for the Black Iron Trial.

Hongshan's breakthrough is still more likely to be mentally oriented... I need drugs to stimulate the mind...

It is said that the witchers who hit the Red Mountain Trial often see hallucinations. In the hallucination, they often see a blood-red mountain... Therefore, it is called the Red Mountain Trial.

At this time, the breathing method is no longer effective, and a higher-level meditation method is needed...

On this point, my spirit is absolutely up to the standard, even the so-called meditation method? The witcher's is too crude, it's not as good as my own...

Aaron looked at Lancaster's castle and suddenly smiled.

Through this period of secret investigation, he probably figured out the truth.

Jaeger wanted to collect many witcher heritage, and it was also in his interest.

Such an idiot can be his coolie without knowing it!

...

Suddenly, in a dream, seven years passed by like water.

When Aaron quietly celebrated his 100th birthday.

Aderson continent, in an abandoned wilderness castle somewhere.

Bright lights.

Demon hunters of various shapes and sizes in black robes walked into the venue.

In a blink of an eye, more than 30 people gathered!

Frost wolf, red fish, pit viper...

A pale-haired old witcher sighed with emotion: I'm afraid all the witchers in the entire continent are here, right?

Yeah, thanks to Aragorn, there would be no way to call so many witchers!

The rest of the witchers also sighed.

Their eyes, involuntarily, looked at a demon hunter in his fifties.

The other party has a pair of sharp eyes and carries two silver swords on his back. It is Aragorn!

Or……

The faction master of the Viper School!

Of course, a sect master of the witcher school cannot do such a thing as integrating the witchers.

But a series of events in recent years, coupled with the constant loss of news from the witchers, finally led the witchers to make a joint decision.

It was Aragorn who proposed this!

After all, the Viper School didn't know what was going on recently, and it swelled a lot in one breath, and there were 6 official witchers!

This is already an overwhelming advantage, and it can be called the mainstream faction in witchers.

Everyone!

After the demon hunters were almost there, Aragorn walked to the center of the hall and said loudly: I found a terrible situation... There is a force or organization on the mainland that is consciously exterminating the demon hunters...

The witchers let out a bang. Although they had already received the wind, it was still not shocking enough compared to the confirmed news.

At this moment, they whispered one after another, and a bald man stood up with murderous intent in his eyes: Can you be sure which force it is? I want to kill them!

It may be the alliance of the nobles... We all know that they have been suppressing us subconsciously. In some places, we have been rumored to be monsters that eat children, and we are not allowed to enter the village, let alone get new blood...

An old witcher made the most fitting statement.

That organization...

Aragorn looked at all the witchers present, and suddenly asked, Are they all here?

Basically, they're all here, sigh... There were more than 50 witchers at the previous party, but I didn't expect there to be fewer now.

An old witcher sighed.

That organization...it's me!

Aragorn suddenly showed a strange smile, and a bow and crossbow appeared in his hand, aiming at the old witcher.

puff!

An arrow pierced directly into the stunned old witcher's chest.

At the same time, the demon hunters of the Viper School also stabbed their long swords at the surrounding companions.

They roamed at will before, and mastered the best sneak attack positions.

At this time, he suddenly shot, and the witchers in the entire hall fell down a lot in an instant!

Originally, there were many demon hunters from the Viper School, but at this time, they suddenly attacked and killed at least six or seven demon hunters.

The rest of the demon hunters were almost injured, looking at Aragorn angrily: You betrayed your will to hunt demons?!

No...Actually, I'm not Aragorn at all. The real Viper School was also destroyed by me at the root...

Aragorn, or Jaeger, with a wicked smile, waved his hand: Kill them!

Not only the witcher, but also a lot of footsteps came from outside the castle.

A heavily armed soldier suddenly broke into the venue.

Damn, kill them!

A witcher just wanted to raise his hand, but he felt powerless for a while: You...you still use poison?

This is the poison I carefully prepared for the witcher... It has undergone rigorous battlefield experiments.

Jaeger kept backing away, watching the soldiers cooperate with the witchers, strangling the witchers in the field.

Frostwolf, Red Fish, Thunder Falcon, Griffin...

A witcher of a different school falls.

Seeing this scene, his face was full of excitement, and there was a hint of pride in his heart.

It took him so many years to change his name and become Aragorn, lurking in the group of witchers, and finally he caught the opportunity to catch all the witchers!

The so-called Demon Hunter Viper School has long since perished.

Now, these Viper Sect witchers are all soldiers carefully selected by him. They are essentially orphans adopted by the Lancaster family. They have been instilled with loyalty and other beliefs since childhood, and then... continue to conduct witcher trials!

Relying on regardless of life and death, betting on the 30% success rate.

Up to now, there are already a group of official demon hunters who have become surrounded by Jaeger, which is also the basis for him to launch this plan!

boom!

Suddenly, from the darkness, a figure rushed out.

It was a white-haired witcher, and a pair of machetes were extremely sharp, splitting Jaeger's guard in an instant, and slashing at his throat!

This is an assassination!

The assassination of a master witcher!

Even an official demon hunter, faced with this kind of assassination, I am afraid that he will drink and hate on the spot!

But Jaeger did not retreat, as if he had expected it, he drew out a long sword and blocked the scimitar.

Not only that, but on his long sword, flames suddenly burst into flames!

Second mutation?

The white-haired master witcher made an unbelievable sound.

Skaar of the Shadow Dragon School! The surviving witcher master... I've been waiting for you.

Jaeger laughed, holding the burning long sword, and began a fierce attack.

By collecting so many witcher inheritances, as well as a lot of resources and pharmacists to serve him, he finally broke through the master state.

In addition, some witchers are also greedy for life and betray the news of the high-level witchers to Jaeger.

He was not at all surprised by the appearance of the Shadow Dragon School, the master who last guarded the witchers, or... everything was expected.

puff puff!

After a long time, looking at Skar, who was turned into a hedgehog with several arrows in his body, Jaeger stepped forward and cut off Skar's head.

He held Skal's head and roared like a beast.

The witchers who were still stubbornly lost their will to fight and chose to escape, but most of them failed.

Few of them were lucky enough to escape, and this day was recorded as the 'Blood Party' of the witchers!