Chapter 80: Illusion of Life

When Crown arrived at the door of the priest's room, he found that the door was ajar.

"Knock knock," he knocked twice and then pushed the door open, and found that the witcher master and apprentice were also there. The three of them were standing around the table and talking about something.

Seeing him come in, Nick asked, "Is that beast still honest?"

"I was completely educated by you. I didn't move at all after being hung up."

The priest grinned and said, "It just needs to be cleaned up, but this state won't last for two days."

Crown came to the table and saw a map on it with two circles drawn in pencil. He knew where the incident must have happened.

As expected, Nick pointed at one of the circles with his middle finger and said in a deep voice, "Yesterday, the town of Elba, southwest of Peru, was attacked. Only a few dozen people were safely transferred to the neighboring town of Kukes. The rest of the townspeople should not have survived."

"Elba is a large town. The church there has three exorcist priests and six crusader warriors stationed there, including a second-level priest. There is also a patrol team of 70 to 80 people in the town. There is a small ammunition arsenal here, and the patrol team has sufficient ammunition."

"Among the extraordinary people, one exorcist priest was killed, and four crusaders were killed. The survivors confirmed that the most powerful attacker was a pig-headed monster over four meters tall with spiritual armor, and there was also a group of mutants involved. I think this must be the cult that attacked the church last time."

"The church didn't send people to destroy the monster of flesh and blood alchemy in the first place. If you want to destroy it now, the price you have to pay is much higher than before." Geralt's eyes were as solid as substance. "Has your church's northern headquarters in Rhine City decided to send strong people?"

Nick raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't count on reinforcements. The situation in Rhine City is even more serious now. After the gray fog descended, the situation there became out of control. We have no time to take care of the surrounding towns in the short term. We can only rely on ourselves."

It's time to rely on ourselves again. Clown's eyes turned and he said, "The monsters have become more powerful. If the cultists turn their target to us, how should we deal with it? We should tell each other our strengths and make a battle plan. If we can't defeat them, I'm afraid we can only abandon the church and flee."

"How much progress have you made in herbal medicine? Can you start making herbal potions?" Geralt asked suddenly.

"You can start refining, but I still suggest you wait a little longer." Clown's current proficiency in herbal medicine is only 400 points away from reaching the fourth level.

The herbal potion is just a relatively rare potion, and it is only a primary extraordinary potion.

If the demon hunter had a few more materials, he would dare to start refining now, but for now, to be on the safe side, it is better to wait a few more days.

"I'm afraid it will be too late if I wait any longer." Geralt stroked the white hair on his forehead and sighed, "I'm anxious. This kind of potion is rarely made by alchemists outside of Kaer Morhen, so it's normal that I'm not sure."

He paused and continued, "Let me talk about myself first. The demon hunter's fighting style is somewhat unique, and advance preparation is very important. Last time we were attacked unexpectedly, we didn't have time to prepare many things.

If I face the same enemy again, my attack power will increase by more than 40%. If someone can attract the monster's attack, I can be even stronger. "

"Okay," Nick said softly, "My abilities are more defensive and supportive, which complements yours. Even if the monster's strength increases to a higher level, I can guarantee that I can completely hold it back for a certain period of time.

Running away is a desperate option. Given our geographical location, if it really comes to that, we will definitely be hunted down and killed by the cultists."

Clown tapped the table twice and said, "In terms of logistics, I can provide two talismans, the Pure Heart Talisman and the Golden Light Talisman, and I can also provide strength potions. As for my own strength, it has improved significantly compared to a few days ago."

He summoned the golden wall and took a look, then said confidently, "In another two or three days, my breathing method will be able to advance."

[Flame Breath: 2678/3000; Level 1]

[Flame Cross: 1014/2000; Level 1]

[Cross Sword: 1186/5000; Level 3]

During this day and a half, he spent most of his time and energy on the Liver Breathing Method and the Cross Sword, and his proficiency in the Flame Cross also improved a lot.

One of the greatest functions of the Golden Wall is that every time one practices correctly and attentively, one can gain a more advanced understanding of the skill. He will soon be able to reach the critical point of upgrading his proficiency in the breathing method, and only then will he need a little time to slowly grind it out.

"Why has this guy become so arrogant in the past few days? In a life-and-death battle, it is most taboo to overestimate your own strength."

The corners of Nick's mouth twitched. He closed his eyes and covered his eyes with his hands, thinking that his companion's imagination was too serious.

"Are you kidding me? You just advanced to the extraordinary level a month ago, right?! Advancing again? You must be joking." The demon hunter frowned and said unceremoniously:

"You are just getting promoted and your strength is improving rapidly. Do you understand illusions?!"

Clown pursed his lips, spread his hands and smiled bitterly. He wanted to tell the truth to stabilize the morale of the troops, but was accused of dreaming and had nothing to say.

But then again, this is indeed unbelievable. If it wasn't clearly shown on the golden wall, he himself wouldn't believe that his progress was so great.

He stopped explaining and prepared to work hard to let the facts speak for themselves. He would stay up all night tonight!

"Crown, I'll be on guard tonight, you should have a good rest at night," Nick put his hand on the location of Kukes Town on the map, "The plan to mine the ore is temporarily put on hold, and we will make a decision after the situation becomes clearer. If the cultists' next target is us, the next few days will be very dangerous."

Patting someone on the shoulder, the priest emphasized, "Have a good rest. Didn't you say that the Qingxin Talisman is very effective in calming the mind? Bring yourself a bowl of talisman water and have a good sleep."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"The priest is right," the witcher delivered the finishing blow.

"I think so too. Brother, you should have a good sleep and don't tire yourself out," Allen offered an assist.

Nick pushed Crown's back with his hand and said, "It's getting dark. Let's adjourn the meeting and go have dinner together."

"I'll eat later, you guys go first."

After saying this, Clown turned and left. The hourglass 'told' him that it was now 5:46, the moon had risen, and it was time to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

Nico raised his eyebrows and quickly raised his head and lowered it at his back. After he left the room, he approached Geralt and asked in a low voice, "Have you fought with Clown in the past two days?"

"No," the demon hunter shook his head, "He has been practicing on his own lately."

"I don't think he will rest quietly tonight. If he asks you to spar with him, please use all your strength to make him face reality."

Geralt grinned. "Any reward?"

"Yes, that greedy witcher!" the priest cursed. "If he loses his blind confidence tomorrow, I will give you twenty gold shields."

"Then, as you wish!"

The witcher smiled brightly. Doing the same thing and getting twice the money, this was a really good deal.

(End of this chapter)