Regarding the myth of Velen, the truth buried in history is this:
The "Fairy Mother" was originally an ancient druid who guarded the Velen Forest, and the three sisters in the forest were alien creatures who were teleported to this world with the Wild Hunt in ancient times.
In order to control Velen Swamp, the three witches used evil forces to defeat the druids.
But it is easy to defeat the druid in her territory, but it is not so easy to kill her.
The spirits of all creatures in the forest always support the druid's life, making it impossible for the three sisters in the forest to completely destroy him.
So the three sisters used witchcraft to imprison the druid's body and soul under an oak tree, to be drained by the soil, to be taken by the villagers, to be absorbed by magic, and finally to be eroded by time.
Slash the druid's life and power step by step until she can be cooked by the cook.
Until today.
The three sisters walked out of the cave with their bodies twisted. It was hard to tell the expressions on their distorted faces - but judging from their body movements, they were all very excited.
"It was a bit rushed, a bit of a pity..." The weaver sighed sincerely. "But it tastes really good."
The place where the three sisters sealed the druid was called the Whispering Hill. The druid always screamed in the seal, which was mistaken by the villagers as the whispering of the hill, hence the name.
At this time, the druid was destroyed by the three sisters, and there was no more whispering sound in "Whispering Hill".
The whole hill became dead silent, and under the moonlight, it looked like a cemetery.
The three sisters really enjoyed this atmosphere. The weaver closed her eyes and felt it, but suddenly she was shocked!
"No!" the weaver woman shouted, "Even this mountain can't be so quiet, something is wrong!"
"Sister! Look what's happening!"
When the whispering woman heard her sister's reminder, her eyes widened. She slapped her ears hard with both hands, but she felt nothing except a dizzy spell.
"I can't hear anything! There are no sacrifices and no ears here! I can't hear anything!" The whispering woman actually burst into tears.
Yes, since the druids were sealed here, the land of Whispering Hills has been polluted by the druids' resentment and magical energy.
The forest of Whispering Hills is the only forest in the entire Velen forest that is out of the control of the three sisters in the forest. It is even the place that suppresses them and makes their power the weakest!
The three sisters looked at each other, turned around without hesitation, and turned into a dark cloud of crows and flies, ready to leave the hill.
But it was too late.
Above the sky, the real dark clouds had already twisted into a whirlpool shape, pressing down towards the three sisters with the force of a tornado.
“Ahh!”
…
Kerturis was shrouded in thin clouds, twisting its brick-red scales like a falling volcano.
Dragon flames then descended from the sky, scorching every inch of the land.
Before the flames could reach him completely, the flies in the sky started to crackle and explode like frying beans, followed by the burning feathers of the crows, and the strong smell of burnt barbecue spread immediately.
The three sisters couldn't bear this at all. In the blink of an eye, they had to regroup in mid-air and fell heavily to the ground.
They didn't even have time to cry out in pain as vines, rocks and long grass swarmed over them under the influence of their power, forming a shield mixed with evil magical energy to protect them.
"Boom!" The flames came and the city was on the verge of collapse.
"It's the dragon that took Johnny away! It's coming for us!"
The Whispering Woman screamed like crazy: "There is a dragon in the Ancient Blood. It must be this one! The Ancient Blood sent it!"
"It has to be here, it has to be here!"
The three sisters tried their best to draw strength from the earth, but the land cultivated by their enemy gave them a heavy blow instead. They were dizzy and almost let Kertulis's dragon fire break through their defense.
This can't go on!
The weaver gritted her teeth and said, "Run away in all directions! As long as we leave this hill, any one of us can defeat this red dragon alone!"
"No matter how much fire it spews, it can't burn us all in one go!"
Although they had not faced such danger for thousands of years, the three sisters still reacted decisively.
The Whispering Woman took out the severed hand that had been in her bag all along, and the Cooking Woman snatched it and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it vigorously. With a shrill scream, the rotten flesh on the Cooking Woman's body began to dissolve like beeswax, and shot towards Kelturis like a fountain!
“Ouch!!”
The smelly blood seemed to have some interest and rushed into Kertulis' mouth. The stench and poison immediately spread like a dye shop.
Even though Kerturis could resist them with his physique, he was still nauseated. The flames condensed in his throat almost exploded in his trachea, and he could not care about chasing the three sisters for a while.
And this is the opportunity the three sisters have been waiting for.
The originally huge body of the Cooking Lady, which was as big as a wild boar, was now almost reduced to a skeleton. The Weaving Lady and the Whispering Lady grabbed the remaining part of her and turned into flies and crows in the sky again.
"Ah—Witch!!"
Kertulis retched several times, and flames rolled in his mouth. The pillar-like high-temperature torrent finally killed all the stench and toxins inside.
This time the red dragon was completely enraged, and its rage turned into dragon flames that swept across the entire Whispering Mountains even more violently than before.
But now the three sisters are no longer thinking about fighting like before, they are purely trying to survive.
Even though the ground was covered in flames, most of the scattered crows still managed to escape. As they flapped their wings desperately to speed up, the border of the Whispering Hills was already clearly visible!
However--
"Bang!"
Just in the last inch of sky before leaving the hill, a purple magic circle suddenly rose from the ground.
The fastest crow seemed to hit a wall of air, and feathers and blood splattered like rain.
Afterwards, several hourglass-like symbols emerged from the void, and lightning bolts flashed across the sky and covered the flock of crows!
[Yarden Seal: Magical Burst]
This is an extra-large magic seal formation that covers the entire Whispering Hills!
There really isn’t even a fly able to fly out!
Dozens of lightning bolts began to sweep away these flying dark objects from all angles, and for a moment even Kerturis was unable to help.
They rushed left and right to try to find a way out, but ultimately they could not withstand the continued damage.
The three sisters finally reappeared from midair with a few shrill screams. They fell to the ground with a few "bangs".
The chef, who was the most seriously injured, was completely motionless.
"Who is it? It's... the Ancient Blood!" The Weaver got up from the ground with a dusty face, "Why are you attacking us? We are the Lady of the Forest, the patron saint of Velen!"
She also tried to get away with it: "We are here to destroy the evil spirits of Whispering Hill! Any Velen knows that!"
The Whispering Woman also shouted in response: "Any Velen knows, the ancient blood!"
…
Instead of receiving a response, they felt a duller vibration spreading from beneath their feet.
Dust and gravel kept jumping on the ground, accompanied by "boom" and "boom" sounds, and suddenly a blizzard began to blow.
First there was the skyfire, then there was the blizzard. Whispering Hill was really hit by a lot of disasters today.
The three sisters were stunned. They slowly turned their heads in the direction of the vibration, which was the other side of the red dragon.
It seemed as if another mountain rose from the earth, shining with an icy blue color, and leaning towards the three sisters.
“Oh my god!!”
The three sisters' ears suffered a huge impact at this moment, and they became deaf in the dizziness.
In a trance, they saw another small figure sitting on the shoulders of the ice giant, dancing and clapping with excitement.
“Hahaha, my god, my god!!” Johnny opened his arms and echoed the ice giant’s shout, “This is really great!”
…
A bright emerald light lit up, and Lan appeared on the shoulder of the ice giant. The violent giant suddenly became as quiet as a real iceberg.
"Lan, Lan, you are so awesome!" Johnny jumped up and hugged Lan's thighs as soon as Lan appeared. "Can I still take Yoton out for a walk? There are many guys in the forest who bullied me. Can I take Yoton to scare them?"
The little earth spirit always seems to be so naive and optimistic.
"We are still fighting now." Lan said with a smile.
"It will be over soon!" The little earth spirit widened his eyes.
He is right.
People like Saskia, the sorceress, and the demon hunters all have matters on hand, either busy with magic experiments or training apprentices, so Lann "only" summoned the two giant beasts, Yotun and Kelturis, who sleep all day.
It is more than enough to deal with the three sisters in the forest on the front battlefield.
What Lan was afraid of was that these remnants that had lived for thousands of years might have some strange tricks, so he followed Johnny's intelligence and specifically waited until they arrived at Whispering Hill before taking action.
It's like sorceresses: if they are well prepared, they can create meteorites to destroy a city; but if it's an encounter, they can start a massacre among a group of sorcerers with just a few stunmetal bombs and a dagger.
The same goes for the three sisters in the forest. They were taken away from Velen's forest, imprisoned in a land where they could not draw power, and then faced with two giant beasts with overwhelming power.
Next, Lann would not even need to take action himself to deal with them.
Lan patted Johnny, and in a flash of bright emerald light, he left Jotun's shoulder and completely freed the giant.
Then came the shining of the [Seal of Aden], and giants and dragons wreaked havoc on the land of the hills.
The little goblin chattered tirelessly in Lan's ear, and even started singing nursery rhymes when he was in the mood. Lan was also happy to review Velen's history from the little guy's first-hand perspective.
Before Johnny could finish telling the story of a hundred years ago, a rumbling earthquake began to approach.
The battle is over.
The ice giant clenched his fist and respectfully held it in front of Lann. He opened his palm and threw the weaver out like a fly.
The witch, whose half body had turned to charcoal, rolled on the ground for a few rounds and was stepped on by Lann. Judging from the injuries on her body, Yotun had managed to save her alive from the flames of Kertulis with great difficulty.
The charcoal rolled on the ground a few times and began to make tiny and low screams.
"Sister, they are all dead..." The weaver woman murmured to herself, "For thousands of years, the intersection of the celestial spheres has not killed us, the druids, or the deer-headed spirits..."
"But the Ancient Blood did it, didn't it?" Lann chuckled. "This is the power you've been trying so hard to covet, so it makes sense that it's so strong, doesn't it?"
The char stopped moving and began to tremble.
"Ancient blood..." The weaver woman laughed sinisterly, "We have been waiting for you for a long time, and it seems that you have been waiting for you too..."
"You left me here, you need something from us!"
Looking at the deep hatred on the face of the weaver in front of him, Lan frowned.
He could make the other party a follower in order to hear the news he wanted, but -
This guy is too ugly and annoying. It feels like even the system will be dirty if the contract is signed.
"I'll just ask directly." Lann shook his head. "The Wild Hunt will be present at your annual Witches' Night Meeting. How do you contact them and how do you communicate with their world?"
The Weaver Lady seemed to have heard something extremely absurd: "Ha, the Ancient Blood's target is the Wild Hunt!"
"We never contact them, we just visit and invite them when they occasionally come into this world!"
Hoarse and unbridled laughter echoed over the whispering hills.
"That's the Wild Hunt! What are you thinking, Ancient Blood?"
"Do you still want to counterattack the Wild Hunt? Hahahahahahaha cough cough..."
Lann frowned again.
Somehow, the talent he had just acquired, [Seeking Advantage and Avoiding Harm], gave him a premonition - the weaver lady was not lying.
The connection between the Lady of the Woods and the Wild Hunt is one-way. It is only through various coincidences that these raiders from outer space are invited, and then they wait for the other party to come at a fixed time every year.
They did strengthen their bond through this means, but Lady of the Forest was always on the passive side.
This is not good. Is this a wasted trip?
Suddenly, Lann had an idea: "The place where you have your night meetings seems to be always the same? Why did you choose that place for your night meetings? Does it have any special connection with the Wild Hunt?"
The weaver woman's unbridled laughter suddenly stopped and she suddenly stopped talking.
Then she started to cough and laugh again, and talked nonsense to cover up something, but it always felt like her attempt to hide something made it even more obvious.
A mysterious premonition connected with Lann again and told him that his guess was correct.
"Since it's because of the location." Lann spread his palms towards the weaver, "Then you are useless."
Without waiting for the weaver woman to beg for mercy with a changed expression, a flame strong enough to melt rocks burst out from her palm.
[Igni Sign·Pyromania·Magic Explosion]!
The little earth spirit had been watching Lann's movements from close by.
At this moment he stepped back two steps away from the fire, clapped his hands and shouted: "Good, good, the old witches are finally dead!"
"Lane, Lann, you want to go to Bald Mountain, right? I know where it is, and I can take you there!"