When he arrived at this former battlefield, Wayne was surprised to find that a group of Fallen Demons had occupied this place at some point.

Several fallen magicians holding skeleton staffs and wearing various human bone decorations were shaking their staffs and chanting spells, resurrecting the previously killed mercenaries and fallen warriors who died in battle into undead zombies.

Corpses like them, which are fully armed and have excellent physical fitness, are the best spellcasting materials for the Fallen Magician. They can be easily resurrected into more powerful zombies, which are much stronger than those unarmed, chopped-to-pieces low-level zombies.

After seeing these monsters from afar, Wayne did not kill them. Instead, he took back his soul warhorse, put on an invisibility cloak, and moved quickly while searching the battlefield for traces of retreat of the Fallen army that had previously participated in the battle.

Now is the time to race against time to rescue Yennefer. He dare not delay at all. Otherwise, even if Yennefer is not corrupted by the power of hell and turned into a fallen warlock, a beautiful sorceress like her will definitely be turned into a puff if she falls into the hands of those fallen people over time.

There are more than a hundred people on the other side. With such a large group of people, it is basically impossible to hide their traces from the eyes of the demon hunter.

Sure enough, following some visible clues, Wayne soon found the footprints of the Fallen when they evacuated.

Without hesitation, he immediately summoned the Soul Warhorse and chased after the traces, ignoring the monsters that were almost falling to the ground due to being frightened by his sudden appearance.

What followed was another long and boring search. Fortunately, the other side had a large number of people, and their intelligence had been corrupted by the power of hell. They had no habit of hiding their traces. Even if the soul warhorse maintained its running speed, it could follow the obvious footprints and quickly catch up.

About an hour later, Wayne, who had been concentrating on searching for footprints, felt relieved.

He chased for more than 20 kilometers and finally got what he wanted. He found the traces of the Fallen army in a deserted town.

It was a small town called Yellen. Wayne was not very clear about the specific information, but he heard about it from Kayla.

Because the fog came too quickly, only a portion of the city's residents escaped and became refugees, while most of the other residents lost contact after the city was surrounded by the fog.

Now after seeing these fallen ones, Wayne roughly knew the fate of the survivors who were swallowed by the fog.

According to Wayne's observation, the Fallen army he was pursuing was only a part of the army stationed in this city.

It is estimated that there are at least 500 Fallen troops in this small town. As for how many Fallen warlocks there are at present, he cannot judge.

However, as a man who could move like the wind among thousands of orc legions, Wayne did not have any fear in his heart.

For him, with his flash ability, as long as the opponent does not have someone with the same flash ability, and as long as the opponent does not have too many air units and cannot capture his position in the first time, no matter how many enemies there are, they are just consumables to him.

He can kill indefinitely until his physical strength and magic power are exhausted.

And without bystanders, his thundercloud lightning, mirror magic, and some other powerful props can also be put to use. He can fight without restraint, and his combat effectiveness is greatly improved compared to before.

However, just as Wayne took a deep breath and was about to rush into the dangerous situation before him, a familiar but faint voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Wayne, my knight."

"Follow my voice, I have something to say to you."

Hearing this voice, Wayne was startled and couldn't help but show an expression of surprise on his face.

Because he knew this voice very well, it was the voice of his goddess, Lilith, the Goddess of the Lake.

And this familiar tone and that familiar taste also made him deny the idea of ​​lies and illusions.

After entering the forest, Wayne immediately felt that the air here was much cleaner than outside, and it was not shrouded in fog or affected by the power of hell. It seemed to be protected by some force.

After walking along the forest for another ten minutes, he followed the sound and came to the depths of the forest. Surrounded by rocks, flowers, plants and trees, he found a clear and quiet lake.

When Wayne approached, a beautiful figure in a gorgeous white dress slowly appeared. It was his goddess Lilith. Even the clothes she was wearing were bought by Wayne himself.

But just when he wanted to talk to the goddess and ask her why she was looking for him.

One, two, three, three more beautiful girls with different temperaments appeared beside Lilith.

They only wore revealing clothes. Some of them had plump figures, while others had petite figures. Although the expressions on their faces revealed a solemnity, their figures and looks were all excellent. They also wore some quite primitive ornaments on their bodies, showing their identities.

Lilith pointed to a beautiful girl wearing a flower on her head and a light green dress and introduced her, "This is the goddess of the field, or the goddess of flowers. Most of the time, she takes care of the creatures in the wilderness and maintains the balance of the wilderness."

After that, she pointed to a plump girl who only covered some important parts with leaves and fur, and said, "This is the forest goddess, also known as the forest lady. She is the guardian of the forest, maintaining the ecology of the forest and protecting the many species in the forest."

As for the last girl, who was petite, had a rather barren chest, and had some feathers in her hair. She looked playful and cute, Lilith introduced her: "This is the Goddess of Wind, also known as the Goddess of Birds. She is a naughty child who protects many birds and insects in the sky. She has no fixed place to live, and often brings warm breezes to the whole world."

After introducing the three fellow nymphs who appeared behind her, Lilith, the goddess of the lake, said to Wayne in a serious tone:

"My knight, the reason why we appear here and find you is because the world is facing a huge crisis."

"I have been following you and I know the purpose of your visit."

"However, the Yennefer you are looking for is not in the small town you just wanted to find."

"She and some sorcerers were all gathered to the mountains outside Banard City under the influence of some evil force."

"It's the mountain with the crack leading to another world."

"Although the evil power there is too strong, we cannot focus our attention there."

"However, we have reason to believe that this evil force from another world is likely trying to control these warlocks to cast even more evil spells and expand the cracks in that other world."

"Let more evil monsters from the other world invade our world."

"Although this journey is very dangerous, my knight, I hope you can stop them and prevent more evil forces from spreading in our world."

Wayne was stunned when he heard this, but this time he did not hear any news about the system task. Today he had already accepted Geralt's master-level task, and he could no longer accept this obviously more difficult task.

The Lady of the Lake had been watching him with a gentle gaze. Seeing that he was a little dazed, the Lady of the Lake gently comforted him, "My knight, the enemy you are facing this time is too powerful. We will not let you fight alone."

"We will lend you our power and grant you powerful blessings."

"We must prevent a greater crisis before the evil forces take root in this world."

(End of this chapter)