Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1451 1423. Warning

In the worst case scenario, Vilgefortz might have two more chances to make a wish.

In a normal fight, he would not be a match for Gedimitis.

In the era when this old wizard was studying and active, those first generation wizards were truly gods and demons.

It is said that elemental interface creatures such as Dijing and Fire Giant can control the chaotic magic power in the world without any hesitation, achieving a certain sense of infinite magic power.

But in those days, powerful wizards just didn't want to go to the trouble of finding them.

And for a warlock as capable and interested as Geoffrey Monk, it’s not surprising that he caught a dozen of them in bottles and played with them.

Every Dijin is equivalent to possessing infinite magic power, being violent and ruthless at the same time, but they are not caught casually by Joffrey Monk?

A skilled warlock relies on magic research and spell improvement to directly overwhelm Di Jing with his short-term magic burst, and then capture it. This is the basic idea.

Even if the person who controls the infinite magic power of the Dijing is Vigefortz, it will only take a little effort for Gedimitis to deal with it.

He has lived for so long and has had so many fantastic experiences. A mere young wizard who has mastered the Di Jing can't do anything to him, and he might even be shot to death by him.

But the wish-making spell is different.

A wizard's high-level use of a dijin is undoubtedly to harness its endless magic power, and then weave that magic into suitable magic to do things for himself.

The most rude, wasteful and unreasonable thing is to directly make a wish to Di Jing, which can only be made three times.

Just like a fairy tale, after completing three wishes, the Di Jing will be free and return to the air element interface.

And those wishes will be fulfilled like fairy tales. But there will be some deviations.

Because Dijin are not the kind-hearted djinn in fairy tales who like to play pranks at most. They hate their captors to the core!

As long as there is any loophole that can be exploited in the description of the wish-making technique, then these creatures with intelligence no less than human beings will definitely hope to kill their captors under the rigid rules of fulfilling wishes.

For example, just now, when Tissaya said what state Wilgefortz was in now, Lan just narrowed his eyes and glanced around, and he basically understood what happened here before.

Gedemitis could definitely overpower the young wizard, even easily.

But referring to the old wizard's state just now, Lan En could also imagine what Wige Fortz would make when he was about to be suppressed to death.

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—The heart of Henry Gedimidis in front of him is beating out of his chest right now.

The description must be clear and accurate.

If he just wanted the old wizard to die, then Di Jing would probably set his 'death' time in a few decades.

Or, design the 'method of death' as ​​follows: kill Vilgefortz and die together.

While thinking in his mind, Lan En had already walked from the damaged and melted top floor of the Gastang Palace to the outer wall of the building.

Looking down from this height difference, the repaired black and white stone bridge is only as thick as a chopstick.

The sea breeze blew stronger at this height, and Lan En's skirt armor made of Smaug dragon hide rustled, but his steps did not falter at all.

After walking out of the tower of Gastang Palace, Lan En glanced around.

It didn't take much effort to find Ciri's footprints.

The sudden outbreak of chaos and fighting must have shocked her, and Yennefer, who brought her here, must have cast a protective spell on her immediately to prevent her from being instantly killed in the flames that burned the tower.

Lan En doesn't know where Yennefer is now, but no matter what, he is ready to find Ciri first.

Moving quickly along the outer eaves of the tower, Lan En's [Light Body Technique] accomplishments combined with his body's own flexibility and strength.

Following Ciri's cautious footsteps, Lan En saw the body of an elf that had fallen to the bottom of the tower.

The hat on his head is decorated with a squirrel tail.

It seemed that he wanted to lean out to catch Ciri, but Ciri, who had been trained in the "killer path" of the demon hunter and learned [Light Body Breathing Technique] and [Ash Mingren], easily fell down.

Tracking all the way, Xili is very smart. She knows how to use her flexible and petite body to specifically go on those dangerous and difficult roads.

But at the end, Lan En still frowned unconsciously.

In the witcher's field of vision, she went all the way up and headed straight to the highest point on Xenide Island - Thor Laura.

That chaotic teleportation tower that was abandoned in the elven era!

Uphill from the entrance to the tower, Lan saw an acquaintance.

Geralt.

One of his legs has been broken, and because the broken knee is valgus, it already looks like he has a long or short leg.

And his sickly milky white hair was smeared on his face with his own blood, making it a mess. It was the appearance of a fatal blow to the head.

The broken hand was put aside. If it hadn't been for this hand to block the side of his head, Geralt's brains would have been smashed out of his ears! Lan En went over immediately, wanting to lend a helping hand.

But as he quickly approached, he could hear the old demon hunter's persistent murmuring even after he was unconscious.

"Xili, run quickly"

So Lan En stepped on the stone brick stairs, and suddenly there was a muffled sound of bricks cracking.

The young demon hunter looked calm, but just now, he had practiced breathing consistently, but he was confused for a moment.

The real weight of his body and his fast running footsteps suddenly and uncontrollably crushed the stone bricks on the steps.

Then, his breathing adjusted again, Lan En's steps made him like a strong wind, passing by Geralt, only throwing the small coat of arms on his waist on him, and then rushed straight into Thor Rau. Pull into this tower!

When Lan rushed in, he happened to see Wigefortz's feet leaving the ground, looking like he was about to float up and pursue the target until he found it.

After seeing Lan En come in, he no longer rose in height, but only maintained the height where he and the demon hunter could look at each other equally.

"That's surprising to me, Lan, I thought you would be more sensible." Vilgefortz said with a smile. "After all, I've left a pretty obvious warning, haven't I?"

"You take Geralt as a 'warning'?" Lan said softly with inaudible joy and anger. "Of course, I met him."

"Oh, I forgot." Vilgefortz said without sincerity, "It seems he is still your friend? The kind of relationship that is good? What a pity. I actually hope to hear the news of his death. "

"Before he passed out, I said, 'Hopefully we'll see you again one day,' but you know that, Lane."

Wilgefortz said as easily as if he was complaining to a friend: "That's just a polite comment. He is too insignificant to me."

"That's not true." Lan En's voice was as soft as a sigh, and his eyes were lowered, "He is still alive, and his injuries are getting better."

Wigfortz's smile gradually faded: "This is unpleasant news to me."

"Isn't it pleasing?" Lan En tilted his head, "Then I'll be relieved."

"bass!!"

An extremely sharp airflow blade suddenly burst out from the scabbard on Lan En's waist!

The slashing movements of his arms were extremely smooth and terrifyingly fast!

To others it almost looks like the video is dropping frames! The palm he held a moment ago was still pressed quietly on the handle of the knife, as if on alert.

But the next moment, the palm of his hand was already holding the clear blade and raising it into the air on the other side of his body!

People can't see the movement track in the middle at all!

But even though it was almost like this, Lan En's hands and body, the stability of his movements and center of gravity were still flawless!

The flash of high-pressure air blade was like a silver thread flashing through the air.

It is different from the original "Ash Mingryu" where after cutting a powerful and long-distance air blade, there will be obvious air refraction cross-section traces left in mid-air.

As Lan En's skills continued to improve to the current stage of [Water Shaped Sword], his skills also gradually evolved into becoming more and more perfect and dangerous.

The silver line formed by the condensation of high-density air disappeared in a flash, and there was only a rapid and sharp high-frequency sound breaking through the air that shook the eardrums!

After the light and traceless silver thread flashed past, the violent sound of wind surged around the space that the silver thread passed by!

A crisp trace of a break followed the silver line on the ground and extended out in an instant.

The silver thread floated diagonally across Wigefortz's body in mid-air.

And he cut through it without any hindrance, leaving sharp carvings on the stone pillars and walls of the tower behind him!

Wilgefortz's figure was still suspended there, seemingly unaffected.

Lan En's lowered eyes had already glanced to the side.

After swiping the knife, the arm seemed to have planned the follow-up moves in an instant. It smoothly returned to defense and stopped above the back of the head.

After Lan En finished his action, there was a crisp sound of metal collision accompanied by sparks flying!

"Dang!!"

A nearly two-meter-long, absolutely solid iron rod staff was swung from the hand of Wigfortz who suddenly appeared behind Lan En, and was being blocked by Lan En's blade!

Lan En did not look back, but he had already felt from the junction of the weapons that the other party was trying to withdraw the weapon, defend or retreat.

However, the strange power transmitted through the use of [Climbing the Carp] disrupted Vilgefortz's coordination and control of the body.

Let him slow down for half a beat.

That's the difference of half a beat.

"Stab it!"

The blade that had just stopped at the right time, after blocking the iron rod staff, poured down the river like water!

The clear blade sparked sparks, and the smooth movement almost cut off the opponent's fingers and half of his palm in an instant!