A dragon raised at birth

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"You untouchable, let me go, do you know who my father is? If you dare to kill me, you will be hunted down by my family, and you will be punished with death!"

The shadow of death did not make the noble-born Kate succumb, but instead became more angry and jealous.Because in his opinion, he should be the holder of this kind of power. It's just that this pariah's luck broke out, and he came one step ahead of him, absorbing the power of this two-legged dragon.

"Oh."

Diablo responded, expressing that he knew, and then directly doubled the force of thought exerted on him. The force of nearly ten tons caused Ent's body to deform and his internal organs to burst.

Bang!

Under the watchful eyes of the other two teenagers who participated in the attack, their leader turned into a corpse that barely maintained a human shape, and fell to the ground.

The princess who was silenced and fixed on the side watched this scene, her eyes widened a little, and she wanted to say something, but due to the power of the spell, she couldn't convey any meaning.

"It's your turn!"

Diablo looked at the other two guys who dared to swing their swords at him, ignored their wailing and begging, and crushed them with powerful thoughts, directly crushing them into a pulp.

"Ah! Run!"

"Monster! Geralt has turned into a monster!"

Seeing such a tragedy, the other two teenagers who did not participate in the attack had no intention of avenging their companions at all, so they turned around and ran away. For a demon hunter, running away is not shameful.

Seeing them fleeing, Diablo didn't make a move. What he pursued was the core course of action of "an eye for an eye, blood for blood".

Chapter 393 The Tradition of the Demon Hunter

"You actually killed Ent?"

The princess who lifted the hold technique, while moving her hands and feet, also looked at the reborn boy with an unbelievable gaze.

After confirming that the boy hadn't fallen and his thinking was still human, Ciri settled down and began to advise the boy. After all, she had seen everything just now, and she knew what was right and what was wrong.

"You absolutely have no idea who his father is. His father is a well-known great lord in the western wilderness. Don't say that you are just a little witcher. Even my father fears that cruel great lord.

You shouldn't have killed him, and you should have been more ruthless when you attacked just now, and killed all his companions. Although you can't hide it, you can have more preparation time. "

"Oh."

Regarding the princess' kind reminder, Diablo smiled, nodded noncommittally, and then tore off the leather armor on his body with panicked but expectant eyes on the surface of his work.

"Hey, Geralt, what do you want to do? Although I don't really mind, but at this time and place, do you still have the heart to think about such things?"

The princess took a small step back, looking at Diablo's body, which seemed to be half a head taller than before, with a slightly excited expression.

"Don't you feel a little conceited about your appearance? Although you look good, you don't have the qualifications to let me be in love with you anytime and anywhere."

Geralt, who had taken off the leather armor that felt a bit strenuous, was puzzled, and the princess stomped her feet angrily.

"You guy, if you can't beat you, I really want to bite you."

"Come on, I'll stand here for you to chew on, but I don't care if your teeth are about to collapse."

"..."

Ciri took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, suppressing the urge to throw his fist at the face of the hateful guy in front of him,

"What are you going to do next? If there are no accidents, Kane's father, the pursuer of the great wasteland lord, will appear in front of you tonight."

"Since you've said that, what else can I do? Of course I'm wandering the world!"

Diablo smiled nonchalantly, and his relaxed attitude of not paying attention to the imminent pursuit also made the princess's eyes more worried,

"Geralt, don't think that if you become a real demon hunter, you can ignore the high lord. Demon hunters are trained to deal with monsters."

"I know." Diablo strode forward, walking towards the mount that was afraid to approach because of the existence of the wyvern.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing Diablo who was already on his horse, Ciri stopped him.

"Didn't you say that there will be pursuers appearing in front of me soon? What else can I do? It must be running for my life."

"Then do you know where to escape?" Ciri was a little annoyed, "If you run around, be careful to run to the great lord's house."

"That would be better."

"Wait a minute, I'll give you something when I go back to school."

"Give me what? If it's a token of love, then it's free." Diablo raised his eyebrows, because the princess's butt was directly tilted to his side, so his attitude towards the princess was also very good.

"Bah, you deserve to be hunted down." Ciri gave Diablo a white look, and then rushed towards the school without looking back amidst the neighing of the war horse...

Withered vines, old trees, dark crows, broken bridges and flowing water, no one is home, the sun is setting, and bandits are walking in the end of the world,

"Tsk."

There are particularly obvious scales on both sides of the cheeks, and Geralt, whose eyes have turned into black and yellow vertical pupils, is full of blood, counting things on his body.

"A bunch of poor people, not even a little girl."

The little princess brought him nothing else when she returned to school, but a map that was especially cherished in this era, and she also presented him with a hand crossbow and some currency along the way.

Although Diablo felt that he didn't need these things, he still accepted this favor.As for the bloody smell on his body, it came from a gang of robbers who wanted to block her way and rob her.

The fate of the robbers is self-evident, but Diablo couldn't help complaining that the sum of money on these robbers was not as much as the pocket money that the little princess gave him.

moo~moo~

After Diablo finished cleaning up the booty, there was a familiar cry, and then in the air, a smell of green grass mixed with excrement came.

"pasture?"

Looking at the cows grazing leisurely behind the railing with their wooden shovels, Diablo's eyes flickered, he glanced at his pockets, and put aside his thoughts for the time being.

As a profession born to fight against monsters, a demon hunter has never been a good person.

Not to mention robbing houses, it is common for normal demon hunters to break into residents' homes when they are hungry, and to search for things to fill their stomachs.

As the saying goes, with a sharp blade in hand, you can kill yourself and have power over ordinary people. It is impossible for demon hunters to treat those ignorant people equally.

You must know that the equipment of the demon hunter, as well as the potion and sword oil that needs to be prepared before the battle, are all bottomless pits, and no amount of money can be bottomed out.

If he simply relied on receiving quests to maintain his needs, the demon hunter would either be killed by monsters or starve to death.Therefore, under the pressure of reality, there are not many good things for demon hunters.

However, Diablo is not short of money for the time being, so he doesn't plan to follow the example of the senior witcher. He just rides a horse and passes by the pasture where the cows are fattened up.

But even so, the farmers who take care of the cows in the pasture are facing a big enemy.Because Diablo's identity can be seen from Diablo's attire and the abnormal tissue on his body—a senior demon hunter, and the scales at the corners of his eyes are the best symbol.

However, it seems that because of the fear that Diablo would rush into the pasture and slaughter the cows, the farmers on the hunting ground unconsciously gathered together, holding strange farm tools in their hands.

But when Diablo was about to leave the pasture, a farmer suddenly took out a crossbow from behind, aimed at Diablo's back and pulled the trigger.

call out!

The crossbow arrows inscribed with silent runes pierced the sky. Under the cover of dusk, the crossbow arrows were almost without a trace. But even so, when the crossbow arrows approached the demon hunter three meters away, they couldn't make an inch of progress.

"Is this how you can't get on the table? Hiding among a group of farmers and shooting back? The great lord of the wilderness has people like you all under his command?"

Diablo swung his sword immediately, his brows and eyes full of sarcasm.And as his voice fell, under the cover of night, "people" in different clothes appeared in all directions of him.

Chapter 394 Servant

"It's unbelievable, are you really underage? It's really hard for people to believe that you have just become an official demon hunter with such a physique that makes my heart flutter, and such skillful mind control."

Under the increasingly dense night, a woman with revealing clothes and a charming figure walked towards the young man on the horse with the afterglow of the sunset on her back, but there was no ambiguity, only fatal murderous intent.

Because this woman is wearing sharp-edged gloves that are very lethal at first glance, especially the sharp-edged blade on her right index finger, which is even more exaggerated, more than half a meter long, and can be counted as a sharp-edged blade by itself.

However, this kind of special equipment can only be used by those who are very confident in their own skills. When ordinary people use it, they can cripple themselves before injuring the enemy.

Hearing the woman's doubtful question, Diablo didn't answer, because it was just a trick to distract him. When the woman was talking, three people attacked him from behind, or sneaked up on him.

The crossbow bolt just now could only be regarded as a simple test, but the result of the test was somewhat unexpected to the hunter, but it didn't matter, the configuration of their hunting team was enough to ruin a senior demon hunter.

However, the three assassins who tried to sneak attack on Diablo.At the moment when the strength training protective layer around the junior Diablo's body was exploded by bursting flames, the violent impact threw them far away, and the violent flames ravaged their bodies crazily.

Fayin: Explosive!

If it's an ordinary demon hunter, casting the fire seal will spew out a fan-shaped flame, bullying beasts, livestock, ordinary people, or newly formed wraiths, there is no way to use it in battle.

However, although Diablo has just been promoted to be an official demon hunter, with the assistance of the dragon soul, the magic seal that can only play a supporting role in the battle of the demon hunter is like a fake in his hands.

Therefore, after the three assassins were blown away, the surviving members of the hunting team all looked cautiously at Diablo.

"Kaer Morhen is spreading rumors that you have degenerated and turned into a monster. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that the rumors are true."

Seeing Diablo's performance like this, the female assassin who was originally talking and laughing became serious.Dealing with people is different from dealing with a monster in human skin.

Diablo remained silent, but raised his head, his black and yellow vertical pupils shone with a breathtaking light in the night, and even his whole temperament changed.

"Don't look him in the eyes!"

The Blade Assassin remembered the several spells that a Demon Hunter could master, and immediately reacted, but it was too late. All those who could see Diablo's eyes, including the Female Assassin, were killed at this instant. Controlled thinking.

Then a particularly weird scene happened here and now. The demon hunter who should have been hunted down watched with great interest the assassins slashing and killing each other in front of him.

Blood gushed out, life withered, and when the dim sun completely sank to the horizon, only the blood-covered female assassin stood intact in front of Diablo.

"Not bad!"

Diablo was quite satisfied with the feast of blood just now. He saw other kinds of extraordinary power in this world, and that was it, nothing to praise.

In comparison, he still feels that the magic seal of the demon hunter is more practical. Although for ordinary demon hunters, the magic seal can only play a supporting role, but in his hands, this kind of effect can be played directly Flowers come out.

He rode forward and released the control over the female assassin. The bruise covered most of the exposed skin in a disguised form, but the even more terrifying female assassin staggered and looked at Diablo in horror.

It's not that she has never been in contact with demon hunters. She knows several senior demon hunters, but none of them can control their thoughts through the seal. This kind of thing can only bully ordinary people.

"monster!"

The fear of her mind being controlled went deep into the female assassin's heart, so that when she could control her body, she lost the courage to attack Diablo.

The female assassin with a charming face and a voluptuous figure trembled uncontrollably under the gaze of Diablo's black and yellow vertical pupils. When Diablo approached her, she involuntarily backed away.

"Your skills are very good, are you interested in following me?"

But to the female assassin's surprise, the monster in human skin didn't kill her, but stretched out his hand to her, intending to recruit her.

"call--"

The female assassin let out a long breath. Under the instinct of longing for the continuation of her life, she made a natural choice.

"Please accept my allegiance, Lord Geralt."

The enchanting human female assassin knelt down in front of the inhuman being riding a white horse, exposing her clean back to the moonlight, showing her loyalty with the most humble gesture.

"Get up, I believe your fear of me more than your verbal loyalty."

Geralt tapped lightly at the female assassin who had raised her head, and the biting chill soaked through her brows and spread to her brain, causing the female assassin to shudder, and her mood suddenly became complicated.

Soon she calmed down and put all her energy into dealing with this existence that she could call her master.

"What's your name?"

Diablo admired this female assassin very much. In the chaos just now, his body displayed an excellent killing instinct. Not to mention killing all his companions, he hadn't suffered any harm.

"Grey!"

"Ah."

In this way, Diablo got his first follower, and then he also got information from her about the great lord of the wilderness who sent assassins to hunt him down.

The Kingdom of Willen is located in the southwestern part of the mainland. There are many mountains, hills and swamps in its territory, rich in resources, many monsters, and evils everywhere. In the westernmost part of the kingdom, there is the great lord conferred by King Willen, Hal Gobin Cole. Lana.

The great lord of the wilderness occupies the western plains of the kingdom, dominates one side, and even faintly opposes the royal power, and the western wilderness is regarded by him as his family.

He dared to do such a deed that was no different from cracking the soil to seal the king because he had an armored army of 3000 people under his command, which was the accumulation of his family for generations, and it was also the confidence for him to occupy one side.

And Kane, whom Diablo killed not long ago, was an insignificant one among the many children of the great lord, but no matter how neglected he was, this waste still bore the name of the great lord Therefore, in order to maintain the majesty of the lord, Diablo will be hunted down.

Chapter 395

The world is unpredictable. Diablo originally thought that his avatar would be like the protagonist in the biography of the novel. He had no choice but to kill an important member of a big force, and then he was hunted down all the way. Killing monsters to gain experience, Open up and go to the pinnacle of life.

But there is a gap between reality and fiction. The first wave of troops sent by the Great Lord of the Wilderness to hunt down Diablo was wiped out, and no one came back.The second wave was not the chasers, but the witches who came to recruit Diablo.