The goat-horned demon just charged and the knights flew everywhere.

Princess Yada was completely stunned. Not to mention that she was a princess now, even if she was still a vampire bird, she could not stop the goat-horned demon in front of her.

However, the goat-horned demon did not take advantage of the situation to chase after the tin cans that were still alive on the ground, and did not even pay attention to Yada who was not far away from him.

After all the little people around it cleared away, it stayed there, roaring and wailing, as if looking for something.

At this moment, the ground began to shake slightly. Yada looked back and saw a cavalry team appearing at the end of her sight.

With a "bang", a black shadow on the mahogany longbow turned into wind and swept across the battlefield. The goat-horned demon subconsciously shook his head, and the arrow that was originally aimed at his eyes immediately pierced his neck.

Unfortunately, the arrowhead was only buried shallowly, and it might not even touch the flesh. The skin and flesh of this deer-headed demon were more resistant to arrows than the arrow piles made of hay and sackcloth.

Milva drew out another arrow with resentment. Her arrows were accurate, but limited by her age and development, the power was still not enough. Even after several small upgrades to the [Follower] panel, her static strength was still just within the range of a normal adult soldier.

After being hit by the arrow, the three eyes on the goat-horned demon's head lit up at once, as if it had finally found its target.

It lowered its head, raised its disc-shaped horns, and rushed towards Milva like a chariot.

In the middle of it, there were at least forty Cintrian cavalrymen and two squads of dwarves, who were ready for battle when Milva fired the first arrow.

Which serious demon hunter would fight a goat-horned demon himself?

"shoot!"

At Lann's command, more than half of the Cintra cavalry drew their longbows, pulled the strings and released them.

The dense rain of arrows instantly covered the goat-horned demon, and it had to close its eyes and protect its head with both hands.

The dull sound of "Dou Dou Dou" like an arrow hitting a target kept ringing in the body of the goat-horned demon, accompanied by the sound of clanging like steel colliding, which was the arrow hitting the hard horn of the goat.

After half of the Cintra cavalry released their arrows, the other half followed up, keeping up the rain of arrows. However, within a few breaths, the goat-horned demon in front of them turned into a hedgehog, covered in blood.

During this time, Lann slowly took out the [Residual Sword Oil] that Geron had prepared for him from the [Inventory] to add damage to his Sword of the Lady of the Lake.

[Sword Oil]: A unique alchemical product of demon hunters. Applying it to weapons can increase the damage caused to corresponding monsters.

The shining runes of the Sword of the Lady of the Lake were covered with a layer of sword oil, as if a filter had been added, making the light even more psychedelic and hazy.

Lann knew that if he wanted to completely kill the goat-horned demon, relying solely on a bow and arrow was far from enough, so he could try using a crossbow.

The sword is the most trustworthy partner at this moment.

Sure enough, the goat-horned demon kept shaking its body, and the arrows on its body fell off like lice, and then the wounds began to heal gradually.

This monster was not of the same level as the griffin we had encountered before. The griffin was a [hybrid beast], which could be explained by biology, but the goat-horned demon was a [remnant] that was completely beyond the explanation of scientists. It was the power of magic.

"Everyone, disperse!"

Lann shouted loudly and ordered two cavalrymen to carry away the princess who was standing there in a daze.

Then he took out a green pottery-shaped bomb, rubbed his fingers to produce the [Igni] spark to ignite the fuse, simply leaned back to accumulate power, and threw the alchemical bomb out.

With a "bang", the green smoke expanded as the pottery jar broke, enveloping the goat-horned demon. The goat-horned demon's painful howling could be heard from the dark green mist that blocked everyone's sight.

[Demon Dust]: Alchemical bomb. It will release poisonous fog around the detonation point, and any creature in the fog will be poisoned.

As a remnant, the Goat Demon has only two weaknesses: Remnant Sword Oil and Demon Dust.

One is the buff for our side, and the other is the debuff for the enemy, and both have been loaded at this moment.

Lann slightly gathered strength in his left hand, and the magic power in the panel simply jumped to three digits.

[Magic Explosion·Alder Seal]!

The violent hurricane immediately enveloped the land in front of them, dispelling the demon dust and revealing the suffering goat-horned demon inside. The enemy had already absorbed the poisonous fog into its body, and this move was to prevent the poisonous gas from accidentally injuring its own melee units.

"Follow me!"

A golden light flashed on Lan's body, and the defensive seal [Quinn] was put on his body; Black Wind became excited with Lan's movements, and rose up involuntarily, and then rushed towards the goat-horned demon at a terrifying acceleration.

"Haha, follow the lion of Cintra!" Yarpan shouted excitedly, leading the dragon-slaying team to swing quickly with their short legs. They ran faster than the knights in armor, and soon they approached the goat-horned demon.

After approaching the goat-horned demon, Lann first tried to use the [Axis Sign], but even with the bonus of several hundred magic points, it only made the opponent shake its head; the fire wave created by the [Igni Sign] only teased the opponent, and although it burned the goat's beard and mane, it failed to ignite the skin.

The magic resistance of the remnants is indeed extraordinary.

Taking advantage of Black Wind's speed, it detoured around and attacked the Goat-Horned Demon from time to time. The Sword of the Lady of the Lake, which was smeared with residual sword oil, immediately tore several bloody cuts in it. This time, the wounds did not heal.

Some people were not satisfied with Lann's results.

"Lan, step back, we have to deal with this big guy!" Yarpan shouted.

His team had a clear division of labor. Two people held chains, two held net bags, and the rest were all carrying heavy weapons such as axes and hammers. It was obvious that they had experience in dealing with this kind of large monsters.

Lann pulled the corner of his mouth in dissatisfaction, and finally tried to press a seal on the ground.

[Seal of Aden]!

An hourglass-shaped magic circle appeared on the ground, and purple light immediately climbed up the opponent's body. It could be clearly felt that the body of the goat-horned demon became sluggish.

efficient!

Although it lasted for a short time, it created a crucial opportunity for the dwarves to fight.

Yarpan was overjoyed when he saw this, and he kept praising the witcher. At this moment, the lion's position in his heart surpassed that of the white wolf.

The dwarves threw the net bag while the [Yarden Seal] was in effect, and covered the goat-horned demon tightly. Then, more than a dozen dwarves wrapped the net bag with chains as thick as babies twice, and more than twenty arms thicker than ordinary people's thighs exerted force at the same time.

With a "thump", the goat-horned demon was pulled to the ground.

"Haha, this is what we used to deal with green dragons! But the net was even bigger back then, and we also poisoned it!"

Lann curled his lips, thinking that the dragons in this world were really not very impressive.

A Temerian knight stood up shakily, leaning on his sword: "This way of fighting... is not honorable at all."

With a swish, an arrow flew across the battlefield, and this time it accurately hit the eye of the goat-horned demon, followed by the second and third arrows.

The arrows could not cause large wounds in the monster's flesh, but even the smallest cut on the eyes was enough to cause huge damage.

The goat-horned demon struggled even harder, and Lann and the dwarves became even more excited.

Yarpan and Zhorva took out two long hooks and pulled out one of the goat-horned demon's hind hooves from two directions. Then a huge axe chopped down the hoof, and then two heavy hammers hit the back of the axe, driving the axe into the opponent's hoof.

With a "crack", one of the hind legs broke off and the goat-horned demon wailed madly.

Then several dwarves threw something like a hook onto the back of the goat-horned demon, with the other side of the hook connected to a stake. After the dwarves straightened the chain, they drove the stake into the ground and used their own weight to suppress the goat-horned demon.

The goat-horned demon struggled frantically under the threat of death, but under the multiple effects of the net bag, chains, hooks, and spikes, it was unable to break free for a while.

Lan was amazed at the fighting style of the dwarf team. For the first time, he felt that hunting demons was such an easy thing.

"Hehe." Yarpan laughed, "Master Demon Hunter, the final blow is left to you. Professional matters should be left to professionals."

Lann said sincerely and modestly: "Yalpan, you are the masters."

This time the demon hunting process was really a bit too easy. Lann jumped onto the shoulder of the goat-horned demon, which had almost no strength to struggle. He raised his hands high above his head, began to accumulate strength from the waist, and the rune sword flashed slightly.

[Anger Explodes]!

The posture that seemed like greeting the New Year brought powerful force. The flowing adrenaline and physical strength served as the energy driving system, giving this sword the special effect of ignoring defense.

With a "puff", both hands felt a slight blockage, and then the goat-horned demon's head broke off and rolled twice on the ground. Then a huge amount of blood gushed out like a fountain.

"What a powerful force!" Yarpen exclaimed sincerely as he watched Lann use a long sword to achieve an effect that even a heavy axe could not.

Lann jumped off the still twitching corpse, poked the rune sword into the broken neck and stirred it, and soon took out a ball of blue and green flesh and blood tissue and put it into the alchemical pottery jar.

This was one of the reasons why he came back specifically to deal with the goat-horned demon - [Goat-horned demon mutation inducer], a magical substance like magic crystal in other fantasy novels, which can only be produced in the body of the goat-horned demon.

Giving it to Jeroen will allow him to brew a special [Sheep-Horned Decoction] that can dramatically enhance swordplay skills.

At this time, Lan finally had time to look back at the Temeria Princess standing aside.

Looking at the princess who was still in doubt, Lan En smiled and said, "Your Highness Yada, we meet again."

Princess Yada trembled slightly because of fright, but her body still stood straight.

She was pale, but Lan noticed that it wasn't just her face that was pale, there were actually a lot of silver threads mixed in her fiery red hair.

Lann frowned. If he remembered correctly, Princess Yada would be cursed to turn back into a vampire bird, and the prelude to this change would be her red hair turning white.

When I saw her before, she didn't seem to have hair of these colors. Was it because her life was in danger, or because she encountered a remnant-level monster?

"Thank you for your help... Lannister, it seems that not only are the witchers themselves brave, but your companions also have special skills."

The princess didn't know about her change, she thanked Lann with a dry voice. The dwarves were studying how to skin the goat-horned demon, Yarpan and Zoltan saw the frightened princess, strode over and saluted her.

"Foxie, idiot, stand up, how long are you going to be unconscious?"

The tax collector appointed by the king finally woke up slowly. He was kicked twice by the princess while he was still in a daze. He quickly got up, looked around, and finally woke up completely.

"Give these warriors a good treat!"

Adda pointed at the dwarves and the Cintra cavalry, then she turned her head to look at Lann, and her pale face gradually regained its color.

"Lannister, you saved my life, just like the White Wolf did before. I never thanked him before, but I won't let you go this time. How do you want me to thank you?"

A Temerian knight was helped up and took off his deformed armor. He looked at the dwarf and Lann who were treated with great courtesy by the princess and complained in a low voice:

"The way they fight is not honorable at all. When I was hunting that griffin..."

"Shut up!" the knight who was supporting him shouted, "We all know what's going on with your griffin!"