The light spot goes out.

Demon hunters, warlocks, druids, high-level vampires, female night demons, etc. appeared.

With a loud bang, the heavy door behind them made a deafening sound. The warlocks were fighting each other in the narrow banquet hall, and the Wild Hunt had not even officially exchanged fire with them.

This castle will soon be unable to hold out.

Several skilled and courageous people in the team heard the noise behind the door and were eager to try.

"Don't worry. Everything is going smoothly." Lann drew everyone's attention back and said, "Let's continue to act according to the plan."

"My servants are leading the troops to evacuate magic apprentices at Aretuza College. They need a guard team to help as a safety measure." Lann pointed at several members of the Wolf Faction, including Eskar, Lambert, and Vesemir, "I'm counting on you."

"There are many warlocks scattered around. Some of them need to be rescued and absorbed into Cintra; others may be hostile to us and need to be killed. Triss and Yennefer have compiled a list, and they will lead the team to deal with them."

The two sorceresses nodded, and because combat power was needed the most, they also took away some of the first-tier demon hunters including Geron and Kelda.

"Geralt is the only one watching over the representatives of each country. I'm worried that he can't handle it all by himself. Regis, you're fast, help him share the pressure." Lann instructed the high-level vampires, "They are very important. Later, I need to preserve and gather the power of the North to the greatest extent, so I need to accumulate reputation."

"But the battlefield here is also very important and requires your strength. Please bring Geralt back immediately after it's over."

Regis nodded, spread his hands and turned into a giant bat, disappearing into the night sky.

"As for the rest of the people, our battlefield will be inside here later." Lan pointed to the door behind him.

With a loud "boom", a huge crack appeared on the wall, and the badges on the witchers' chests were jumping so fast that they could hardly be held back.

"But before that, we have to let them fight for a while. After all three sides are defeated, we can harvest them." Lann gave an order, "Go!"

Lan took the lead, and behind him came roars and screams one after another, and a faint roar of unwillingness could be heard.

"Ancient Blood!"

But the roar was soon drowned out, and Lane guessed that it was done by Vigfortz.

…

The entire castle was shaking, and it was estimated that it would not be long before this building that had stood for hundreds of years would be shattered by the attacks of the warlocks and the Wild Hunt.

But until then, there's still a lot of valuable stuff in there.

"Our target is the magic academy's treasure house, teaching equipment reserves, and all the senior warlocks' laboratories!" Lann shouted loudly, "Magic props, magic gems, and even magic materials, as long as you can identify them as valuable, take them all away!"

The witchers split up into groups of two or three and scattered into the castle.

The servants and guards were all running out, and only the witchers dared to plunder the building unscrupulously at this time.

Lan's eyes turned red. It had been a long time since he had replenished his skill points by absorbing the [Source of Magic Power].

The treasures taken from the Mirror Master have not been spent to this day, and Cintra is still rich. However, the circulation rate of magic materials in the market is very low. Many of the things Lann needs are priceless and are precious items that cannot be bought even with money.

An important factor restricting Cintra's training of demon hunters nowadays is the scarcity of materials. The stagnation of the demon hunter's secondary mutation progress is also due to the lack of raw materials.

No, not just the materials, but even all the magic gems and other precious metals Lann himself was reluctant to absorb, and he broke them all into pieces for Mossak to study alchemical runes or use to strengthen equipment. Not a single piece was left.

And now, a warlock warehouse that has been passed down for hundreds of years is right in front of them, but their master is fighting a life-and-death battle overhead and has no time to take care of this place.

How could the demon hunters not be jealous!

[Alder Seal]!

The corridor in the basement was suddenly blasted open, and five witchers rushed in. The team would lose one person every time they passed a room, and the sound of hurried rummaging through drawers would be heard in the room that had "swallowed" the witcher.

Then there will be either cheers or rueful outbursts.

"Lan, keep this package, it's full of good stuff!" Kolgrim ran out excitedly and threw a messy box to Lan from ten steps away. Then he found a laboratory and went in without looking back.

Lann's face was even more excited than Kolgrim's. He quickly put the huge suitcase into the [Inventory] with a flick of his hand. Looking at the series of entries displayed by the system, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

After searching one place, move to another location immediately.

Gravel and tiles fell down from above his head, and crisp explosions could be heard from time to time. Lann didn't even know how many floors had been broken above his head.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" He couldn't control the volume of his voice.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped abruptly, and a group of shadowy figures appeared in front of him. He didn't expect that there would be such desperate people in this castle under such circumstances.

Could it be that he has the same idea as the people in my group?

After seeing them clearly, Lan couldn't help but sneer.

…

"Lord Lannister? Do you know what happened? Where is Philippa?"

Dijkstra was wearing a disheveled suit of armor, and was accompanied by a dozen fully armed Redanian guards.

When he saw Lann, there was an obvious cringe on his face, but he still mustered up his courage.

"Dijkstra?" Lann waved his hand to signal the demon hunters behind him not to take action. "You have a lot of questions, and we do have a lot to say. But before that..."

"You haven't learned the correct way to talk to me yet!"

Lan drew his weapons from behind at the same time, a golden long sword in one hand and a red scimitar in the other, and rushed into Dijkstra's formation like lightning. He easily avoided the huge spy chief, and waved his two strong arms in the air in vain to try to grab him.

The two swords flashed like jumping arcs of light.

The windpipes of two Redanian soldiers were split open on the spot, and the huge force of the blow was enough to break their necks; one Redanian soldier tried to block, but he was unfortunately standing right in front of Lann, so sword, armor, and chest were neatly broken in half.

Several other Redanian guards were only hit by the shoulder, and they flew backwards and hit the wall hard. Their helmets cracked on the spot, and although the heads protected underneath were barely okay, their necks had been broken.

Chopping, slashing, stabbing, smashing, even bumping, kicking and knocking, Lann did not use any skills, but just relied on his strong physical fitness to wreak havoc, which made the scene more bloody than usual, but it also made him enjoy it in the end.

The corridor was in a mess in an instant, with broken armor and blood spreading out like butterfly wings, beautiful yet shocking.

"Just consider it a warm-up." Lan let out a long sigh. He was in a good mood.

He sheathed the weapon in his right hand, and watched as the dazed Dijkstra grabbed the man by the collar and lifted up the fat man, who was twice as wide as himself, with one hand.

"Drug me? I know what you are up to. You want to distinguish the main from the secondary, right?" Lan En narrowed his eyes. "It's a good idea, but it's a pity that you - don't know your own position!"

With a sudden force from his right arm, Dijkstra's huge body was pierced straight down like a wooden stake without any resistance. He first tried to support his body with his feet, but failed, then tried his legs, knees, and hips, but failed again.

With a "click", Dijkstra's plan to stay standing completely failed. He could only wriggle and struggle on the ground after letting out a short scream.

"After tonight, Redania will forever lose the ability to shout in front of Cintra." Lann lowered his head. "But after all, you are a person who can build the largest spy agency in the North from scratch. You are a talent. Although you are still being played around by Philippa, I still want to give you a chance-"

Lan fiddled with Dijkstra's broken leg and said, "Run away, escape before this castle collapses completely. Use all your strength to prove that you still have some value. And if you need some strength, I can help you..."

Lann smiled maliciously and said softly, "The Philippa you are concerned about has not told you all her plans. Just now, I learned that she not only intends to control the Brotherhood of Warlocks, but also wants to rule Redania in fact - the assassin who assassinated Vizimir II is estimated to have succeeded now."

He patted Dijkstra on the shoulder sympathetically: "What a pity..."

Looking at the burly man with an expression of disbelief, Lann took a big step over him.

Fortunately, at the end of the corridor behind Dijkstra was Lane's final destination.

…

Triss specifically gave Lan a map of the castle in advance, on which were marked the laboratories of various senior warlocks and the academy's magic material warehouse.

At this moment, in front of Lan was the warehouse located in the deepest part of the castle.

He didn't even dare to use the seal to blast open the wall, but instead used his sword to smash the door panel relatively gently, strode into the door frame, and was immediately dazzled.

An underground warehouse, as big as the banquet hall where he arrived, appeared before him.

At the far end were rows of herb storage racks, on which were placed herbs stored in various ways, such as air-dried, oil-sealed, and air-sealed. At a glance, Lann could see rare mandrake, winter cherry, and so on.

The closer ones are all kinds of instruments, precious metals, etc. that even Lann's current knowledge can distinguish. There are no finished magic props, and those things will not appear in the warehouse, which is a bit of a pity.

But the table of shining things in front of him was enough to make up for Lann's regret, and these were also the things that Lann most wanted to see here.

Red, blue, green, and purple gems! Magic crystals! Magic diamonds! And many other magical gems!

He reached out and picked up a fist-sized flawless emerald and let out a sigh of relief.

[Discover the source of magic]

Without any hesitation, the heat flowed from the gem in his hand into his body under the guidance of the system.

[Skill Point +1]

[Skill Point +1]

continue.

Lan picked up another flawless ruby.

[Skill Point +1]

[Skill Point +1]

Come on.

Lann took a look and this time grabbed a handful of broken diamonds.

[Skill Point +1]

[Skill Point +1]

[Skill Point +1]

[Skill Point +1]

One after another, precious gems have lost their magical aura. They are still flawless and still priceless, but they have completely lost their meaning in mysticism.

Lann waved his hand and sucked all the remaining magic gems into his inventory as if he was sweeping up goods. Then he shuttled through the warehouse and moved away all the remaining magic materials along with the shelves.

After doing all this, he wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

He only absorbed eight skill points, and planned to make a detailed solution for the rest when he returned.

Whether to use it for research, to improve the skill panel, or to contract more followers, all requires long-term consideration.

However, there are two skills that he has been coveting for a long time but has not yet obtained. He is about to face the war, so now he can give himself a final wave of upgrades.

Open the system panel, select [Skills], and go directly to [Secondary Mutation]!

[Addiction]: Alchemy-classified skill. Demon hunters who have learned this skill can gain strength from poison. Each point of poison brought by the potion can increase the strength of the body and the strength of the seal.

This skill requires three skill points and is the core skill of the drug-taking style. Lann's original poison resistance value is hundreds with the blessing of system skills, and now it is even more difficult to calculate after the superposition of the talent of [Plague Body].

[Magic Guidance]: A composite skill that combines magic signs and combat. A demon hunter who has mastered this skill can create a resonance cycle between the body and the magic power in the body, and the body's strength will feed back to the magic power, increasing the strength of the magic signs.

This is the ultimate skill for the Demon Hunter using the Sign style, and requires five skill points.

The moment the icons representing the two skills in the system lit up, the other demon hunters who followed Lann felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them.

That's momentum.

The oppressive feeling in this aura not only surpassed that of Geron, but everyone even felt that even the top creatures such as high-level vampires, giants, and dragons were no longer able to match the man in front of them.

No more tactics or strategies were needed. With the sword in his hand and the seals on his fingertips, he could crush all enemies with dignity from now on.

…

With a loud "boom", everyone on the entire Thaned Island looked in the direction of the sound.

The roof of the Thanedd Palace exploded like fireworks. Before the flames could burst out, they were frozen by the anti-seasonal frost that fell from the sky.

"It's really hard to imagine what kind of enemy the Duke encountered." Ace widened his eyes and muttered to himself.

House patted his shoulder hard, bringing him back to consciousness.

He pointed at the panicked female apprentices behind him, many of whom looked at Ace with delighted smiles.

If the armor of the Cintra guards hadn't been too cold and their swords too terrifying, they would have come up and grabbed Ace's arm and started to complain.

"Look, are all the apprentices from the academy here?"

Ace nodded confidently: "Don't worry, it's all here."

"My fellow students! As you can see, Thaned Island is in great danger - but it doesn't matter! The people around you are all powerful warriors of Cintra, my most reliable friends. They will lead us to a safe place..."

House adjusted the silver sword with a lion head at his waist.

"Very good, we are done here." His amber pupils flickered, "It is time to help the Duke next."