[Explosion Technique] 0-ring level 1 magic.

The gas volume in the casting space is violently expanded by 100 times, which can trigger a blast, but has almost no lethality.

This is a simple spell that is usually only used to distract the enemy's attention. Zach used it on a fragile glass bottle and turned it into a real throwing weapon.

The glass fragments pierced the Fenter's left eye, and the monster screamed and took two steps back in severe pain.

Geralt, who had just made a few steps away, had a few yellow light flashed, and the witch hunter who was wearing Quinn and heavily armored was not injured at all.

"Well done!" Geralt couldn't help but growl. He held the sword in both hands, dragging the silver sword beside him, and a shallow mark on the mud.

The witch hunter rushed to the monster in a flash, stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, splashing half a meter high water, and instantly turned with it as the axis. The mud and water brought by the sword tip drew a semicircle in the air, and the impact on his body turned into a longitudinal slash!

As if the sword edge with a force of ten thousand pounds slashed straight on the monster's head, a huge horn broke in response to the sound. The sword force did not diminish at all, and it slashed heavily on the face of the Fent Monster and penetrated into it!

A scream piercing the eardrum echoed through the swamp.

However, such a heavy sword still did not kill the Fent Monster.

Just as Zach was thinking about his next move, the monster waved his right arm and directly swept away Geralt, who had not completely pulled out his sword.

With a bang, Geralt's body exploded, which was the sound of the [Qunn] protection seal being broken.

Geralt flew backwards, rolled on the ground for two rounds and stood up, looking fine.

He looked at the silver sword stuck on the Fentite monster's face, and the wound was sizzling with white smoke, which was the effect of residual oil.

He reached out to touch the steel sword behind him, but saw the monster turning his head to look at him, and the third one on his forehead stared straight at him.

Geralt was in a daze in an instant, and his surroundings suddenly became dark, as if night had come, and he could only see a few meters away nearby.

‘Oh no, it’s a hypnotic illusion of the Fent Monster Eye!’

The ground trembled, Geralt felt the monster running. He rolled and dodged to the side with his instinct, and took out a small bottle of green liquid from his arms and poured it down suddenly.

[Day Demon Spirit Decoction Medicine] - Let the takers recover from coma, hypnosis and blindness.

His eyesight gradually recovered, but Geralt saw the Fente monster not far away and ignored him. Instead, he was rushing towards Zach, who was more than ten meters away!

‘Oops!’

Geralt fought many warlocks throughout his life, "fighting" in various senses.

Warlocks often have strong destructive power, and can tear the human body, melt armor, and even destroy small armies when raising their hands.

But warlocks also have fatal weaknesses, that is, they are extremely dependent on magic and have weak physical bodies.

When the magic power is sufficient, it is unrivaled, but once you fall into a situation where magic power is scarce, your combat power is similar to that of ordinary people, and in most cases it is not as good as that of ordinary people.

Of course, except for some latte bastard.

And this strange warlock who was even more stingy than Dortan Ziva's move is likely to have his magic.

He made such a big noise just now, and his witch hunter pendant felt the extremely powerful flow of magic, which made his cheek still hurt.

No matter what that warlock just did, those spells don't need to think about them to know that they are not consumed at all.

Although he didn't know this warlock and especially hated a warlock, he couldn't stand it and refused to save him!

Thinking of this, the witch hunter kicked his feet and ran towards Zach.

Zach looked a little helpless at this time, and a giant like an elephant was rushing towards him, as if he was about to crush it into meat sauce the next moment.

And the mage was making calculations calmly in his heart.

Your own magic can use about 5 zero-ring magic.

Bang!

A [Hand of Collapse] hit the left face of the Fent Monster. The left eye, which was already bleeding, exploded directly, and blood splattered all over the ground. The monster roared, but the speed increased a little.

‘It was indeed impossible to hit.’ Zach thought.

He aimed at the brain, but if he didn't know the head structure of the monster, it would be difficult to input it into the magic model so that the magic effect could penetrate directly into the body.

Zach looked at the monster's left side and first dodged towards the air. After getting up, Geralt, who was also running towards him to try to rescue him, his thoughts were in an electric shock, and a plan took shape in his mind.

He did not retreat but advanced, and took a step forward and rushed towards the coming monster.

"This warlock is crazy!" Geralt, who was running hard, shouted. He hurriedly pulled out the hunting crossbow on his back and shot a arrow at the Fentite monster. The arrow shot on his legs, but it did not have much effect.

Bang!

Another [Hand of Crash] hit the right arm of the Fentite monster, which had not yet fully healed, and the monster staggered and slowed down again. But the distance between Geralt and the Fentite monster was shortened by several meters.

Just as Zach and the Fentite were about to collide, he jumped high on the ground and was about to hit the monster's giant horn. His figure seemed to be lifted by an invisible hand, rising again, and flew directly over the Fentite's head.

Zach used a brief [floating technique] on himself

The Fentet monster hit the headspace, and it was in place, with the third eye above its head still staring at Zach, and its strong neck was swinging back.

Zach flew in the air, and he could clearly see the burnt mane on the back of the Fente monster and the sharp giant horns that swept over.

And the silver sword stuck on its right face!

Bang!

Another attack [Hand of Collapse], this time it hit the silver sword directly, and the sword body sank several inches into the deer face again. The monster's mouth and nose were bleeding, like a bull hit by a giant hammer, lying on the ground.

At this time, Zach had already leaped over the monster's entire body, and he clearly felt that the remaining magic was only enough for him to cast the last magic.

He grabbed the silver sword from the air.

【Hand of the Master】

At this time, Geralt had already chased the Fentite monster. He raised the steel sword and was about to stab it out, but he saw his silver sword stuck on the Fentite monster's face suddenly shaking, as if an invisible hand was pulling it out of the monster's wound. The huge pulling force twisted the Fentite monster's huge head over.

Before the white wolf could react, the silver sword suddenly escaped from the wound, sprinkled black blood in the air and flew towards his head.

Without any time to think about it, Geralt instinctively shook off the steel sword in his hand and reached out to grab the flying silver sword. At this time, the silver sword had already flown over his head. He tried his best to strode back and finally barely grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The picture was frozen at this moment.

Geralt's legs spread apart, his left foot was in front, his arms were raised, his hands held the hilt of the sword behind his head, and his sword body stood upright behind him.

Looking at the unprotected neck of the Fentite monster in front of him, a thought flashed through his mind:

Why is this posture so comfortable?
Chapter completed!