Chapter 221: Slaughter and Conquest (Please collect, please recommend, please vote for monthly tickets)

One day passed quickly.

The matter of the magic vine had not been discovered by the giants, but a hunting operation that made the giants very fearful had appeared on the Gantua continent.

Some giants who were hunting and going out on this continent suddenly suffered fatal surprise attacks without their knowledge.

Some arrows falling from the sky would suddenly hit their bodies—sometimes the legs, sometimes the back, sometimes shooting directly through the throat.

And the enemy attacking them was a human who could fly in the sky.

Yes, a human.

It had been nearly a thousand years, and a human had actually appeared on the Gantua continent, in their territory.

The two guys who appeared did not feel fear or run away when facing giants, but instead launched an attack first, which made the giants quite angry, feeling that they had been insulted.

However, the bows and arrows they shot were really powerful and accurate. The arrows made of steel possessed extremely powerful strength and were completely different from those archers they encountered on the ground hundreds of years ago, easily shooting through their muscles and destroying their mobility.

And the human who shot the arrows was merciless. When facing a lone giant, he would often hit the giant's vital point with one arrow and kill that giant.

However, when facing multiple giants, this human would injure them without killing them. Often the first arrow would hit the giant's leg, making him lose mobility and dragging down the speed of other giants who wanted to rescue him.

Then, he would start to torture all the giants with one arrow after another, letting all the giants only make painful and angry curses, until only the last giant covered in bruises remained. Instead, he would let the other party go, letting him escape successfully and spread this fear to other giants.

It was not that the giants did not resist, but that human controlled a flying prop and flew in the sky hundreds of meters high, which was unusually flexible. The things they threw could not hit the other party at all. Even if they occasionally tried their luck and threw an object to his side, that object would be directly knocked away by a huge force and could not cause any obstruction to that human at all.

Instead, giants who dared to resist like this would be taken as priority targets by that human and killed first. The one who could escape was often the one who was the most timid and had a cowardly personality.

Within just one day, nearly thirty giants died under his arrows. Besides that, six or seven giants covered in wounds were let go, letting them go back to report the news.

The most terrifying thing is that even the corpses of those dead giants would quickly disappear magically, without any dragging traces, as if they had been eaten, leaving only blood on the ground, making the giants who came to investigate after discovering clues even more fearful.

By the second day, Geralt took Princess Isabelle and searched for a long time in the sky, and also asked some birds that could fly in the sky to act as his dark sentries to help him search together, but he still did not find any traces of giants.

This made Geralt guess that it was very likely that the huge bell sound coming from the center of the continent yesterday had summoned all the giants.

Someone gathered them, which made it so that there were no lone giants on the entire continent.

However, he did not care about this. This was also good. Only by passing more fear of slaughter to other giants would his conquest operation proceed more smoothly.

For these dead giants, Geralt had no pity in his heart. They were all man-eating monsters. It was normal for killers to be killed by humans.

The morning sun shone on the campfire Geralt lit. A pot of hot meat soup he cooked was emitting a strong fragrance.

Princess Isabelle crawled out of his magic tent, and her gaze naturally fell on Geralt.

The girl sniffed, and was immediately attracted by the rich fragrance coming from the pot on the campfire. Although it was just a simple mushroom and vegetable meat soup, paired with some roasted bread, the fragrance they emitted was even more appetizing than the big meal carefully prepared by the royal chef.

"Mr. Geralt, you worked hard last night."

Princess Isabelle performed a lady's etiquette to Geralt, showing a slightly flattering smile. After following this powerful warrior to hunt giants for a day yesterday, Geralt's power had already been deeply imprinted in the princess's heart.

As a witcher who was a dimensional-reduction strike, he was the most powerful human the princess had ever seen. No warrior could be compared with him. The princess even felt that as long as Geralt was willing, he could even defeat a kingdom by himself.

Even when facing those ugly and terrifying giants, Princess Isabelle would no longer feel fear. They were all life, just a little taller and a little more powerful. As long as they were hit in the vital point, they would die, and they were not invincible.

Geralt nodded to the princess, scooped a bowl of meat soup from the pot and handed it to the princess, and also scooped a large bowl for himself. Then the two of them drank the meat soup while eating the fragrant bread, chatting casually.

Isabelle was clearly very interested in Geralt. From the time the two flew together yesterday, she had been carefully asking various questions. This princess had an adventurous mentality like a boy and was very curious about any fresh things.

And a man as powerful and mysterious as Geralt had unimaginable attraction to this princess who had always been locked in the palace.

However, the two of them remained innocent, and nothing of the sort that people love to see happened.

In the first half of the night yesterday, he took out Gwent cards and taught the princess to play for a long time, mixing in some experience. Then in the second half of the night, in order to prevent surprise attacks, in such a strange place, someone must be on night watch.

Geralt guarded outside the magic tent for a night and did not encounter any enemies coming to sneak attack, which could only be said that those giants were too cautious or scared out of their wits, making the traps he laid out all wasted in vain.

After the two finished eating, Geralt took away the magic tent and luggage, drove the Magic Flying Carpet, stretched out his hand to Princess Isabelle, and said:

"Let's go, Princess, we are going to the giant's lair now. I want to go there and see what abilities these giants have."

Isabelle was very surprised upon hearing this. She thought that the two of them hunting these giants on the outskirts was already dangerous enough. She didn't expect Geralt to go to the giant's lair to deal with so many giants, and couldn't help but ask with some worry and curiosity:

"Mr. Geralt, isn't it very dangerous to do this?"

"We can return to the ground and then cut down this magic vine. We don't need to take risks in the giant's lair."

For the princess's idea, Geralt did not force it, but after considering for a few seconds, he said:

"How about this, Princess Isabelle, if you are not willing to go with me, I can send you back to where the magic vine is."

"The rescue team sent by your father should have almost arrived. You can return to the ground with them."

However, perhaps it was the adventure gene in her body that played a role, or perhaps it was some other reason. Facing Geralt's proposal, the princess no longer cared about the possible danger, but stretched out her hand to hold Geralt's hand, boarded the Magic Flying Carpet, skillfully hugged Geralt's waist, and said somewhat stubbornly:

"I don't want to go back now. I will go to the giant's lair with you, Mr. Geralt."

For the princess's choice, Geralt naturally did not refuse. Soon he drove the Magic Flying Carpet and took the princess to the place where the bell rang yesterday. That was probably the giant's lair.

After flying for about twenty minutes, they arrived at a canyon in the center of the Gantua continent. This floating continent was actually not very large. Driving the Magic Flying Carpet probably didn't take an hour to cross the entire continent.

However, such an area was not small. Compared with some small countries on Earth, it might be even larger. Even on the ocean, it could be considered a large island.

After the two flew over the canyon, a castle with a quite terrifying shape, as if it were carved into the shape of a skull, appeared at the connection between the cliffs.

Geralt, who had seen the movie, knew that that was the giant's lair.

However, what made him feel a bit strange was that the entire giant's lair was quiet at the moment, and there were no patrols outside the castle, as if all the giants had been gathered into the castle, with almost no defense. This phenomenon was quite abnormal.

But so what? Master Geralt came here this time not thinking about solving the problem peacefully. No matter what the other party's reaction was, he would eventually have to fight a vigorous battle.

Such thoughts flashed through his mind. Geralt flew to a high place, and then under the curious gaze of Princess Isabelle, took out a large pile of potions, totaling six types, all of which were various witcher potions that enhanced physical functions.

Then, he drank them one by one as if he were drinking heartily, all of them poured into his mouth.

Not long after, Princess Isabelle let out a small exclamation, looking at Geralt's face with some fear, and asked:

"Mr. Geralt, your face has become so pale, and there are those black bloodshot eyes, and the color of your eyes has also changed. What is going on?"

Geralt heard this, looked at the princess with eyes that had become pitch black, and said calmly:

"These are the wizard's magic potions, which can make me stronger."

In fact, he still had some emotion in his heart. In just three years, his aberrant organs could already drink six bottles of potions at the same time, obtaining six directions of enhancement.

I am afraid that in a few years, when his mutation skills are upgraded to a certain level, he will be able to drink all the witcher potions at once, allowing himself to obtain all-around enhancement.

And after that, when the witcher's potions can no longer strengthen him, perhaps he will have to specially develop more powerful potions that belong only to him.

Facing Geralt's answer, although Princess Isabelle did not understand what it meant, she still nodded obediently and then asked:

"What are you going to do next, Mr. Geralt? Are we going to sneak into the giant's lair and carry out internal destruction?"

Geralt looked at her faintly and said in a calm tone:

"No need to sneak in. We will attack directly from the front until they kneel and beg for mercy."

After speaking, he took the princess who was full of surprise and flew toward the giant's lair.

This time, Geralt no longer chose to use bows and arrows, but used his space bracelet to take out various alchemy bombs specially made for witchers, preparing to turn into a bomber, letting these giant bumpkins who had never seen the world have a good look at the power of human technology.

Soon, Geralt drove the Magic Flying Carpet and flew in from the eye socket of the giant's skull castle. However, the scene that met his eyes made his eyebrows twitch.

I saw hundreds of giants kneeling densely in the hall of the entire skull fortress.

And on the position where these giants were kneeling, a human noble was wearing a crown, standing on a huge wooden throne with a proud face, enjoying the kneeling of the giants below.

Beside this human noble, a giant with two heads, a somewhat crafty look, and a tall figure was kneeling and telling something.

Suddenly, Princess Isabelle behind Geralt let out an exclamation, pointed at the wooden cages beside the throne, and the corpses on the ground that had been eaten halfway, leaving only half of their bodies, and said:

"It's Captain Elmont and his team, members of the Royal Guard, Mr. Geralt. They were caught by giants."

"The one standing on the throne is Roderick. He is still wearing the magic crown on his head. Did he control the giants?"

Although Princess Isabelle's voice was not loud and was not discovered by those giants, both Elmont and Roderick, whose eyes were facing them, discovered the two.

Elmont saw this and immediately shouted:

"Master Geralt, please take the princess away and tell His Majesty the King that Roderick has betrayed us. He wants to take the giants to conquer the kingdom. He wants to rule Albion."

Hearing Elmont's shout, Roderick was not panicked at all, but laughed wildly while shouting proudly:

"You underestimate me too much, Elmont. With this giant army, how can the small Kingdom of Albion satisfy my ambition? I want to rule this continent, I want to rule this world, hahaha!"

After laughing wildly for a few times, Roderick suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at Geralt and Isabelle flying in the sky, shouting to the giants kneeling below:

"Catch those two people, dead or alive."

And Geralt, standing on the Magic Flying Carpet, looked at him expressionlessly after hearing Roderick's shout. For such a supporting role who didn't know his own strength, he was too lazy to even speak.

Blink ability activated!

His figure disappeared from the Magic Flying Carpet instantly and appeared behind Roderick.

Before everyone could react, the Statikk Shiv hanging at his waist was already unsheathed. He grabbed Roderick's hair with one hand, and the sharp blade had already cut off his head.

And after Geralt sheathed his sword and faced the eyes of the giants and humans present, the chaos magic in his hand quickly condensed.

When the ugly giant who was kneeling under the throne, wearing iron armor, and possessing two heads, who seemed to be a general-like figure of the giant race, wanted to say something.

The Igni flame that condensed a large amount of magic was pushed out by his palm. The dark blue flame flew across a distance of more than ten meters and instantly enveloped the entire body of the giant general.

Under the blessing of his bloodline power and magic intensity, the temperature of this flame reached thousands of degrees, directly extinguishing the words the giant general wanted to say in the bud, making him unable to help but let out a shrill wail.

However, Geralt's Igni Sign at this time was not just a burning effect. Before the giant general died completely, the flame of the Igni Sign suddenly shrank, and then burst out from the giant general's chest, directly blowing his flesh and blood body into pieces, leaving only the iron armor that had been burned red, slamming onto the ground with a bang. A two-headed giant general who had led the giant race for countless years had turned into fragments of flesh and blood, dying in the hall.

For a time, the entire hall was silent. Everyone was shocked by Geralt's ruthlessness and power. The giants here had all heard of someone hunting giants, but they did not expect that this human who could fly in the sky was more powerful than described by his companions. Not only was his archery like a god, he could appear and disappear unpredictably, and he could even use powerful magic, killing a giant with a casual wave, which was simply too surprising.

And at this time, the five-second interval of Blink had arrived. Geralt shook his head secretly in his heart. These giants were indeed a bit flashy and useless.

Although they were tall and had an overwhelming advantage when facing ordinary humans, their bodies were too fragile and could not be compared with the cyclops of the Wizard World.

If placed in the Wizard World, Geralt's flame would also cause serious damage to the cyclops, but it was impossible to kill them instantly. The cyclops also contained chaos magic in their bodies, which could effectively resist magic damage.

And the giants in front of him, their physical strength might not even be comparable to an elephant, and could only be considered a slightly more powerful humanoid creature.

Carrying such thoughts, when everyone in the hall was hesitating about how to speak, Geralt's figure disappeared instantly and returned to the Magic Flying Carpet.

Facing the hundreds of gazes looking up from below, Geralt reached out and grabbed the magic crown on Roderick's head, threw his head to the ground, and then held up the magic crown, facing all the giants, and said:

"My name is Geralt, and I am your future master."

"Although this crown can control the actions of everyone in your race, it cannot change your thoughts."

"So, before you pledge allegiance to me, I will give you a chance to change your fate."

"All of you can come to challenge me, one giant or ten giants."

"I will give you a chance to challenge me. The giant who can win against me will obtain this crown and become the king of the giant race."

"And the end of the loser is only death."

"However, after this challenge ends, if anyone dares to resist my orders and harbors two hearts, your entire giant race will be killed by me, become a piece of past history, and will disappear from this world forever."

"Now, all of you, go to the ground above the canyon and wait, and consider your own choices."

"Go, this is your only chance."

After speaking, the magic crown in Geralt's hand emitted a burst of light, passing his order into the minds of all the giants.

Regardless of whether these giants were willing or not, they immediately walked toward the ground above the canyon like a tide, following Geralt's instructions.

The entire hall was soon left with only the surviving humans and the corpses on the ground.

After all the giants left, Geralt took Princess Isabelle and landed on the ground. He did not negotiate anything with the remaining humans, just handed these over to Princess Isabelle to handle, while he himself controlled the Magic Flying Carpet and flew toward the giant's warehouse.

Although the giants had not been completely conquered yet, now that the magic crown was in hand, the gold, silver, and treasures in the warehouse were already his property.

He wanted to go and see these beloved little money, pay off the loan to the Goddess of Wealth first. Borrowing and returning, borrowing again is not difficult. Vivian once said that the loan limit of the cross-dimensional wealth bank for each user is based on their own strength and financial resources.

If Geralt's financial resources and strength are more powerful, his loan limit will also increase accordingly.

In the past year, due to the growth of his strength, his loan limit had increased from one hundred thousand orens to one hundred and fifty thousand orens.

Although he did not like to live on loans, this wealth was also a powerful force when necessary.

(Reader masters, don't raise the book too hard, raising this book to death, crying!!)

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