Great Single Player of the Heavens

"Alex?!"

Looking at the black-haired man walking out of the darkness, the demon hunter was stunned and couldn't help but call out his name.

"How will you be here?!"

Hearing this, Dandelion, who had been nervous just now, relaxed a little and asked in a low voice

"Geralt, do you know him?"

"Hello, great poet, we met on Xianide Island."

Through the moonlight, Dandelion could slightly see the appearance of the visitor.

"Uh...oh! I remember you!" After confirming that the other party was a friend and not an enemy, the poet finally put down the big stone in his heart.

"My God, meeting an acquaintance in a place like this is such a good thing that I can't help but sing a song."

"If you want to sing, let's wait until we leave here. Milva is waiting for us in front..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!

The chaotic sound of horse hooves and shouts suddenly came from the side.

The three of them followed the sound and saw a large group of cavalry flooding towards them like a black wave.

To be more precise, it was attacking the Temerian camp behind them!

"It's Nilfgaardian!"

Not only the three people who were preparing to escape, but also the Temerian soldiers in the camp heard the slight vibration coming from the ground.

However, perhaps because Lu Qigang had just killed several soldiers guarding the outskirts of the guard post, the Temerian army's response was obviously half a beat slower.

Looking at the rushing Nilfgaardians, Lu Qi's expression became solemn, he immediately pulled out the steel sword from his waist and said in a deep voice

"We have to go!"

Hearing this, the poet nodded quickly, "What a great idea!"

But the demon hunter did not follow immediately. Instead, he cursed in a low voice and shouted at the top of his lungs in the direction of the camp.

"Nilfgaardians! Nilfgaardians are coming! Quick! Sound the alarm!"

After reminding the Temerian army,

Geralt followed the two men and tried to leave before the two armies clashed.

However, the Nilfgaardians had already rushed to the outskirts of the camp and had discovered the three people walking through the alder forest.

"Kill them!"

Vaguely, the three people who were blocked in the middle heard such a cry.

The next second, black tentacles suddenly stretched out towards them in the black tide, and a team of cavalry covered in pitch black rushed towards them!

At the same time, the Nilfgaardian cavalry who rushed at the front unfurled their bows and arrows, and fired life-threatening arrows in the direction of the camp.

A hail of arrows was also shot out of the camp.

Under the darkness of night, there was nothing but the overwhelming rain of arrows in the sharp sound of breaking through the sky.

In order to prevent himself and the bard behind him from turning into hedgehogs, Lu Qi did not hesitate, raised his left hand, and when the arrows fell, he pushed his palm up!

With a "bang" sound, a bunch of sharp arrows shot towards the alder forest seemed to have hit an extremely hard wall of air and bounced in all directions.

A stray arrow came from nowhere and just grazed Dandelion's head.

A shrill scream of "Ah" burst out from the poet's mouth.

When Lu Qi turned around, he only saw the poet's temples, which were already bleeding.

"Ah! I'm dead! Geralt! They killed me!"

Dandelion, lying on the ground, wailed while covering his wound with his hand.

It has to be said that Lu Qi only now knows that Dandelion's voice is surprisingly loud.

At this time, the demon hunter, who had already picked up a long sword as a weapon, helped the poet up and then cursed

"Shut up, you're fine, it's just a scratch!"

"Geralt, look at him, I'll be right back!"

After saying these words, Lu Qi held a steel sword and took the initiative to meet the group of Nilfgaardian cavalry.

Knowing that time was running out, Lu Qi did not reserve his strength and directly unleashed the Demon Swordsman's maximum combat power. He first used air impact to scatter the cavalry squad in one blow, and then killed them one by one.

In just ten seconds, Lu Qi, who killed the five-man cavalry team and snatched two horses, returned to Yang Lin.

"Get on your horse, let's get out of here!"

"Dandelion, how are you feeling?"

"My head hurts so much and is full of blood..."

With a tearing sound, he pulled off one sleeve of his shirt and tied the head of the dull-eyed poet in a circle. The witcher picked him up and put him on the saddle.

Riding on the sound of gold and iron clashing behind them, two Nilfgaardian horses, together with three people who did not belong to this war, quickly left the scene...

. . .

When the two war horses led the three of them out of the alder forest beside the Aina River, Milva, who looked anxious, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Together with the witcher, he helped the poet dismount, and Milva did not forget to curse.

"Damn, I thought you were fighting with Temeria..."

"Roughly the same..."

As he spoke, Geralt put the folded cloak on the ground so that the moaning poet could rest his head.

Just when Milva was about to help the poet change the temporary bandage full of blood, a hand pressed her shoulder, and the familiar smell of absinthe, sage, fennel, and other herbs drifted into her nose. between.

"Let me do it."

Like before, Regis appeared out of nowhere.

After saying that, the middle-aged man with a hooked nose and fair complexion opened the medicine bag and took out the medical tools.

"Dandelion, relax, it's nothing serious, just a little bleeding. By the way, your blood tastes good, poet."

The appearance of Regis made Lu Qi frown, and the doubts and confusion in his heart deepened.

He couldn't figure out how Regis escaped from the camp, and how he appeared quietly without him noticing...

At this time, he keenly felt the demon hunter beside him and tensed his body.

Lu Qi was all too familiar with that kind of nervous reaction that would occur when faced with a threat.

So, who is Geralt guarding against?

Before he could come up with the answer, the witcher suddenly did something unexpected.

I saw him walking towards the horse and pulling out a Nilfgaardian sword from the scabbard beside the saddle.

Then, holding a long sword, he walked towards Regis and roared:

"Stay away from him!"

Regis turned a blind eye to the sword in the demon hunter's hand and the warning in his mouth, and only carefully helped the poet take care of the wound on his temple.

Frowning, Lu Qi seemed to have guessed something from the demon hunter's actions.

He didn't make any reaction, but that didn't mean that anyone would let the witcher

"Geralt, you're crazy!"

"Step aside!"

Yelling at the female archer who stepped forward to stop him, Geralt still stared at Regis with his orange cat eyes.

However, even though the tip of the sword was at his throat, Regis remained unmoved.

At this time, Milva couldn't help but hold her breath when she looked at Regis's eyes, which were shining with strange light like cat's eyes in the darkness.

"Go on, dive in." The hook-nosed man just said calmly.

The poet lying on the ground finally came to his senses and quietly said:

"Geralt, are you completely crazy? He saved us... He also bandaged my wound..."

"It was he who saved us in the camp..." Milva also murmured in agreement.

"Quiet! You have no idea what he is."

It was only then that Lu Qi discovered a fact that should have been discovered long ago.

Regis has no shadow!

"That's right, you don't know who I am, and it's time to tell you. My name is Emil Regis Lohorek Tajiv Godefroy. According to your calendar, I have I have lived in this world for four hundred and twenty-eight years. I am a descendant of the survivors, an unfortunate creation trapped here after the catastrophe you call the "Celestial Convergence."

"Of course, this is just a euphemism. I am also regarded by you as a monster and a blood-sucking demon..."

"Now I meet a witcher, someone who makes a living by killing creatures like me. That's all I have to say."

It wasn't until Regis said this that the three people, including Lu Qi, realized that the man in front of them who could disappear and appear without a shadow was actually a high-level vampire!

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