Crossing the arched stone bridge above the pond, there is another dark corridor carved with various exquisite murals.

Several elves and dwarves with weapons were guarding the terrace outside the corridor, preventing monsters from rushing over from the corridor and harming their residents.

After seeing the fully armed Wayne coming over, the elves and dwarves nodded respectfully to the witcher to show their respect.

Different from the ordinary residents in the camp, as warriors, they can better appreciate the power of the demon hunters.

The dozens of water ghosts that were killed yesterday are still vivid in my mind. With such a large number, it is necessary to rely on an army of more than 20 people to defeat them.

However, only two demon hunters were able to kill them all without any damage, and judging from the wounds on those monsters, almost every one of them was fatal, which is a level that ordinary people could never achieve.

Worthy of respect.

Faced with the attitude of the dwarf and elf warriors, Wayne smiled back, feeling a little proud in his heart.

No one doesn't like to be respected, especially demon hunters like them who risk their lives to eliminate monsters.

However, there are too few sensible people in this world, and too many ignorant and unruly people. Coupled with the deliberate guidance of the ruling class and the Church of the Eternal Fire, the profession of demon hunter, which should be respected, is in its current embarrassing situation.

It's really sad.

After entering the corridor, it was still pitch black all around, but with the help of the cat potion, Wayne was able to see the things around him clearly.

This relic should have been undisturbed for thousands of years. Even if there were some mechanisms or traps set up in the past, they have probably been damaged by the passage of time.

Wayne walked forward carefully with the sword in hand, and soon passed through the corridor and came to a huge room similar to a banquet hall.

The banquet hall is very large. Although it has no windows, the walls are all carved with extremely exquisite marble reliefs. The ceiling in particular is a huge landscape composed of various strange sculptures.

The hall is very spacious and must have been filled with many exquisite pieces of furniture in the past.

But these wooden furniture have long turned into dust over thousands of years, leaving only some metal objects that still retain some of their original appearance.

A sigh flashed through Wayne's heart. He took a step and was about to continue exploring the inside of the banquet when the witcher badge on his chest suddenly vibrated slightly, even accompanied by an imperceptible buzzing sound, just like a vibrating cell phone.

Wayne was startled and immediately stopped moving. He gripped his sword tightly and looked around carefully.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, but he knew what he was facing both in the game and from Vesemir's teachings.

My badge started vibrating. There must be a sorceress nearby. Oh no, there must be traces of magic nearby.

Wayne narrowed his eyes and walked more lightly. He walked carefully along the wall, wanting to go to the back of the banquet hall to see where the traces of magic came from.

However, the owner who designed this relic was quite capable. Perhaps he was a magician himself, or he invited a highly skilled wizard to help him.

When Wayne just stepped into the dance floor of the banquet hall, he heard the sound of rocks breaking from the ceiling above his head.

Before Wayne could look up to see what was happening, a strong airflow rushed towards him from top to bottom.

In an instant, Wayne's hair stood on end, and without thinking, he rolled to his side and left the spot.

He supported himself with one hand to steady himself, and looked up, only to see an ugly monster that looked like an overweight goblin standing where he had been.

This monster was made entirely of gray-green stone. It had an expressionless face, eyes that flashed fluorescent light, and a pair of deformed wings behind it. It looked nothing like a normal monster.

But at just one glance, Wayne recognized what it was.

Gargoyles are stone statues endowed with life. Most of them are used to protect wizards' laboratories or treasure rooms. Inside, there is a gem developed by wizards called the Gargoyle's Heart that controls it, making it quite difficult to deal with.

After all, this monster can no longer be considered a carbon-based life form. Its entire body is made of hard stone. If ordinary weapons are used to chop it, it will not have much effect except for breaking the surface of the stone and destroying the sword.

Fortunately, the witcher masters of the past had already studied this monster thoroughly, and the monster knowledge learned in Kaermohen recorded the weaknesses of the gargoyles in detail.

In addition to the fragile joints of these monsters, they are also afraid of the demon hunter's silver sword mixed with magic-blocking metal.

Although the effect of the silver sword hitting them is not as clean and neat as hitting flesh and blood creatures, as long as enough damage is accumulated, it can still kill them.

In addition, these monsters are also afraid of anti-magic bombs. When they are covered by the dust of anti-magic bombs, they will lose control because the magic power in their bodies is blocked.

I remembered that according to the records in books, although these monsters have thick skin and flesh and great strength, their movements are quite slow and they are not invincible enemies.

Wayne exhaled lightly, picked up the silver sword Geralt lent him, put on a reinforced Quen shield, and then released a huge Arden magic trap on the ground, concentrating his mind and waiting for the gargoyle's attack.

If this monster only attacks the enemy according to the program set by the wizard, has no mind at all, is not afraid of the burning of the Igni Sign, and is completely immune to the control of the Alder Sign and the Axi Sign, he would not choose to fight this monster head-on.

The gargoyle that fell to the ground still stood there.

It seemed that because it had never been activated for thousands of years, the gargoyle's internal program was slow or blocked. It stood there blankly for more than ten seconds, until Wayne almost couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in attacking, then this huge fat guy staggered towards Wayne.

However, when the two sides came together and Wayne actually fought with it, he found that this stone monster was not as difficult to deal with as he had imagined.

Because the reaction speed of this gargoyle is too slow, or Wayne is too fast.

With his own abilities and system bonuses, Wayne's swordsmanship is comparable to that of a cat school assassin master. He can easily roll and jump behind the gargoyle to avoid the monster's powerful attacks. Often when the gargoyle finally turns around to face Wayne, its back joints have already suffered several attacks.

When the two men were face to face, Wayne only had to roll over a few times and dodge a few hits and tramples, then he could get back behind the gargoyle and attack its weaknesses at will.

Finally, after Wayne flipped behind the gargoyle for the seventh time and used the silver sword to repeatedly chop at the joints on its back.

This gigantic gargoyle finally couldn't hold on any longer. From its limbs, neck to torso, everything broke into pieces like building blocks, with a few crackling sounds, and scattered all over the ground.

Among these parts, a fist-sized, red and green, crystal-like magic prop also fell in front of Wayne at the gargoyle's chest.

This is the Gargoyle's Heart, the source of the magical statue's power.

Although it is not extremely precious and is not even as valuable as a warhorse, if it is traded to scholars or wizards who study magic, it is still enough for ordinary people to live for several months.

(End of this chapter)