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Chapter 131 130 After-school Activities

 Chapter 131 130. After-school activities

Faced with Berengar's rejection, Lan En had no reaction, which was expected.

So he just shrugged and didn't mention it again.

"Do you have any recommendations for books about curses? Although you can't explain clearly in class, you should still remember a few textbooks."

Regarding the knowledge of monsters, Lan En's sense of urgency has gradually eased as his combat power has improved and his alchemy knowledge has improved.

After all, if you can hack him to death, it doesn't matter whether you are used to it or not.

But the curse had no place to exert any force, which still made Lan En feel a little flustered.

"Hmm, "The Anthology of Masters of Curses"? I remember that's the name. The authors are Dean of Arethusa, Tishaia de Verres, and Margarita Laux Andreas.

.This book describes their research on curses in an in-depth and simple way, and is suitable for readers of all levels.”

The familiar name made Lan En raise his eyebrows.

"Did you learn this book in Kaer Morhen?"

"No, the book hadn't been published at that time. I turned it over by myself later."

On the beach by the lake, next to the lady's altar, the half-murloc priest has disappeared. He must have run away to avoid these fallen fellows and monsters.

The alchemical bomb [Dragon's Dream] will release flammable and adherent gases when exploded. Combined with the Igni Seal, the combustion effect is excellent.

According to the half-murloc priest at the altar of the Lady in the Lake, these weird half-murlocs have abandoned their own beliefs and turned to worship Dagon's kindred.

On the one hand, this behavior weakens Dagon.

Regardless of whether Foltest really regarded Lan En as a friend in his heart, the alchemy materials he sent through Triss were really good and plentiful.

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The dark waters of night are not calm.

“Happy hunting.”

Lan En breathed a sigh of relief, luckily, it wasn't hundreds of years ago.

The dim moonlight was like the sun's rays in his eyes.

In the tavern with swaying candlelight, Berengar raised the wine glass in his hand towards Lan, who tightened the buckle of his armor and prepared to go out.

In other words, Lan En now has a good relationship with the king of Temeria, otherwise he would not dare to think about it.

But who can say no to a warrior who kills monsters for free?

The sea of ​​​​fire explodes!

Recently, there has been a distinctly different group of half-murlocs who get entangled with water ghosts and wander aimlessly on the shore. When they encounter humans and animals, they will go crazy and want to tear them apart.

Sharp and swift.

On the other hand, he should also improve the mental adaptability necessary to face Dagon through contact with these pathological half-murlocs.

The firelight cast shadows with teeth and claws, and Lan En quietly looked at the monster struggling in the sea of ​​​​fire.

How many jobs have you received? How dare you waste it like this?

Just one bomb costs dozens of orons. How can we live longer?

Because the speed of the afterimage was so fast, the sword body was even visually distorted into a curved arc!

Lan En was stunned for a moment, then smacked his lips.

Her lady's handbag looks like it can hold a lot of things.

The general idea was to let him clean up these fallen half-murlocs first.

Warlocks and demon hunters both have long lifespans. The gap of several decades seems very big to ordinary people. But from the perspective of immortal species, five hundred years and five hundred and forty years seem very different when put together.

Eye-catching.

Not only were their beliefs distorted, but their bodies also experienced organic disease.

Immediately, as if an alarm had been triggered, these originally headless fly-like creatures suddenly turned their heads, turning into blood-red eyes and staring at the pacing demon hunters.

Lan En's Silver Sword of the Advanced Bear School danced unconsciously in his hand like a burst of bright silver sword flowers.

It can be seen that when this alchemy leather bag was first made, it was never thought that it would be full one day.

There was a "bang" sound, and the yellow-yellow-green gas settled down.

Amidst the heartbreaking sound of flesh and bones tearing apart, it was broken into two parts.

But after thinking about it, Berengar said with certainty: "I read the first edition of this book forty years ago, well, more than forty years ago."

With his heavy but swift movements, after making two circles, the monsters gathered together unconsciously.

Half-murlocs and water ghosts generally do not enter the village. After entering, they are faced with thick wooden doors and wooden beds, and most of them return in vain because of the trouble.

It has been more than forty years since Rita completed her studies and published a book.

However, this thought lingered in Lan En's mind for a while and then disappeared.

The abundance of such supplies is beyond the imagination of ordinary demon hunters!

In the past, he used the steel sword so much that he almost forgot the feel of the silver sword.

He took out a bottle of [Cat] from the alchemical leather pouch on his waist and drank it down.

When Lan En learns the formulas provided by Berengar, he needs to practice each one he learns.

After several contacts, Lan En was very sure that the guy did not have magical power, and he didn't look like a powerful person when fighting. He was just a religious person.

The silver sword and sword flower in his hand suddenly disappeared after a burst of accelerating blur, leaving only a dazzling bright afterimage in the air.

Following the projectile trajectory marked by Mentos on his retina, Lan lightly threw it, and the alchemy bomb exploded on the heads of the monsters.

Lan En dug into the alchemy leather bag on his waist and took an alchemy bomb in his hand.

By the way, he pressed down the head of Aria who was beside him and wanted to secretly open the window to watch the battle scene.

And then "Wow!!!"

Before actually facing Dagon, the half-murloc priest conveyed the lady's words to Lan En.

The alchemy leather bag jingled due to this burst of movement. As Lan drew out the silver sword from his back, he wondered whether he should go to Margarita afterwards and ask her to add magic such as space expansion to the leather bag.

This is Lan En’s ‘extracurricular activities’.

He didn't even use the proper Igni seal. Lan En just snapped his fingers and used the power of a lamp to activate Igni.

Even his attitude towards Berengar and Alia has always been very good.

The row of monsters blocking the afterimage included four water ghosts.

Because this sword strike was so fast, the sounds were superimposed. It was obviously a simple sword strike, but now it was like chopping a cow's bones on a chopping board!

After swinging his sword, Lan En accurately avoided the monsters' random grabs.

Lan En watched coldly as these brainless creatures roared and charged.

Although it was basically a first-time success, I also accumulated dozens of bottles of magic potion, sword oil, and a dozen alchemy bombs of various colors.

The phantom of the ancient city that appeared when Lan En first arrived is certainly a rare sight, but on a normal day when the moon is dark and the wind is high, water ghosts will also come ashore by the lake.

The alchemy leather bag inherited from Bordon was already bulging.

The dark village night ten steps away suddenly turned into a super-sensitive vision.

The alchemy leather bag hung on the back of his waist, making Lan En's tall figure seem a little unsteady.

Without looking back, Lan En waved his hand behind him and walked out of the tavern with his sword on his back.

There was a "boom" and there was a bright light in the village.

A large number of water ghosts and half-murlocs merged together, drooling, and charged towards Lan En.

The bartender was very polite during the process.

Although he, like most people, obviously didn't like to see the witcher, he didn't know what the witcher had done in the city of Vizima across the lake.

The next moment——

The half-murlocs and water ghosts were swimming blindly, and Lan En entered their warning range in a straight line.

The battle just now was just a warm-up for him.

The really hard part is after the killing.

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