Chapter 288

There is a saying that only peers understand peers best.

Before Keira and the others could make preparations to respond, the sorcerer who seemed to have fallen used a cracking spell to deal with the magic barrier.

A tongue-twisting spell sounded. His voice was as hoarse as if he hadn't had a drop of water for several days, and as if it were a rotten corpse crawling out of a coffin.

Red light shot out from his staff and then quickly merged into the magic barrier more than ten meters away.

With a crisp sound of crack, the barrier that Keira and Kalkstein worked hard to maintain shattered in response, and both were damaged due to the backlash of magic power, temporarily losing the ability to cast spells.

Letho saw this, his expression was as silent as water, and there were no negative emotions in his eyes.

Facing the surging fallen warriors, this man, as strong as a giant bear, did not retreat at all. He picked up the Viper School steel sword in his hand, guarded in front of the two sorceresses, and shouted loudly:

"Prepare for battle!"

And then fearlessly, together with the other two witchers and the few surviving mercenary survivors who were already a bit scared out of their wits, greeted the fallen warriors and launched a fierce white-blade battle with the other party.

However, just as mentioned before, this group of fallen warriors who were not afraid of death possessed physiques exceeding ordinary humans. If they fought head-on with them, even Geralt could not resist the siege of dozens of people.

After all, he had not yet completed the transformation from an ordinary person to an extraordinary creature. He could only be counted as a slightly special human. He would die if injured, and would hurt if beaten. The ending of ants biting an elephant to death really happens in reality.

Sure enough, the gap in strength cannot be smoothed out by courage.

Even though Letho could already be counted as a quite powerful witcher, he still couldn't deal with the fallen warriors' fighting style of exchanging lives for injuries, and soon was at a disadvantage, adding two bloody wounds to his face and forehead.

And the mercenaries who were much weaker than them were even more so. At the moment of contact with the opposite side, one person was stabbed through the throat by a sword because he couldn't react in time, and fell down holding his neck, making his companions beside him let out desperate roars like trapped beasts.

At this time, the number of fallen warriors surrounding Keira and others exceeded fifty, while Letho and others only had ten people with melee ability in total. The gap of more than five times not only made their battle precarious, but also made them unable to block the enemy from rushing to the sorcerers protected behind them even if they tried their best.

Once they approached the sorcerers who had no melee ability, then Keira and others would basically either be captured or killed.

The originally stable battle situation reached the moment of deciding life and death the moment the enemy sorcerer appeared.

And Geralt, who had been paying attention to the battlefield with his peripheral vision and was still sixty or seventy meters away from them, felt a trace of struggle in his heart after discovering this situation.

The lives of those mercenaries and Kalkstein can be put aside for now, but Margarita and Keira are both women who have had relationships with him, and Letho and others are his witcher compatriots, and they are also the ones he brought into this task.

In any case, keeping their lives is the first priority.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about keeping his secrets anymore, directly activated the blink ability of the Elder Blood, and instantly flew over a distance of tens of meters, appearing beside Letho and others.

The soul warhorse Udis, which was left in place, automatically turned into white powder and returned to the magic bell at Geralt's waist after being more than ten meters away from the master.

After coming here, because the battle situation was urgent, Geralt didn't care about saying hello to others. The magic power in his body poured into the Oath of Victory Sword frantically. Before the magic power filled the sword body, he held this powerful holy sword in his hand and made a powerful horizontal slash at the enemy in front.

Under the infusion of magic power, the eight or nine-meter-long light sword whistled with magic power and instantly drew a semicircle in front of him.

Ten or so fanatical fallen warriors who were besieging Letho and others were directly split into two and cut at the waist.

And besides the constant spraying of blood and internal organs from their wounds, there was also a strong smell of burnt meat.

The battlefield was quiet for a moment, but Geralt didn't have any thoughts of delaying time. Now more than ten fallen warriors were rushing towards Keira and others. Even if he was powerful, he couldn't block them all.

However, between the sparks of the battery, he had already thought of a countermeasure. After another blink appeared beside Keira and the three, Geralt already had several magic scrolls from the Elder Scrolls in his hand.

With his magic power input, five skeleton mages and five skeleton archers immediately appeared beside Keira and others.

It's not that Geralt didn't want to summon skeleton warriors, but his warrior scrolls had already been consumed in the Middle-earth world, and there was no stock in the space.

However, although these skeletons were not strong and were not warriors, they did not have the fatal flaws of flesh-and-blood life. They were all hard bones, and even if a few were cut off, it would not affect their combat effectiveness.

Under Geralt's control, temporarily acting as a meat shield was no problem.

And at this time, Margarita, who was the only one with the ability to cast spells, had also completed the magic she prepared. Under her control, dozens of lightning balls with magic flames appeared out of thin air above her head. These lightning balls seemed to have the ability of automatic aiming. After forming on the head of the female headmistress, they immediately flew towards those fallen warriors who were besieging Letho and others.

The powerful current ignored the armor on their bodies and directly poured into their bodies. The powerful electric energy made their mouths and noses smoke and their bodies tremble, and soon they lost their ability to fight.

With Geralt and Margarita, these two strong reinforcements, solving nearly half of the fallen warriors in an instant, and providing new meat shields, the pressure on Letho and others was also reduced a lot, at least not so precarious.

However, after summoning the skeleton archers and skeleton mages, Geralt did not join the battle between the fallen warriors, but immediately wanted to use the blink ability and appeared a few meters behind the fallen sorcerer. Without persuasion, and without other language communication, two North Wind Bombs were thrown from Geralt's hand, directly freezing the fallen sorcerer Carlert, who was preparing magic spells, and several fully armed strong men holding metal shields beside him in place.

However, Geralt did not use the Aard Sign to blow these frozen people into pieces.

In any case, sorcerers are high-end talents. Even if he has defected and has been eroded and fallen, killing him directly is the most wasteful decision.

Keeping his corpse, maybe he can know some inside news of the enemy through necromancy later.

After eliminating the biggest unstable factor on the field, the battle situation was soon reversed.

Keira and Kalkstein also endured the pain of magic backlash on their bodies and joined the battle.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, after another ten minutes of fighting, most of this batch of fallen warriors who ambushed them were killed in this battle.

However, like the fallen archers who besieged Geralt at the beginning, and the commander who did not appear in this battle, they didn't know when they had disappeared without a trace.

This abnormal phenomenon also cast a shadow on everyone's heart.

………………

After the battle ended, everyone was heavy in their hearts, and even Geralt was.

Others might not know, but after the battle with these fallen ones, Geralt had already realized the horror of the Diablo world.

Although he didn't pay much attention to the plot in the game when he played this game before, there is one thing he is clear about.

In that desperate world, the power of the hell demon gods is incomparably powerful. Although they cannot come to the human world through corpses, their evil power can easily bewitch mortals in the human world.

Not only that, even the heroes of every generation of games, those who are controlled by players to be invincible, will be eroded by their hell power after killing the clones of the hell demon gods, and fall from heroes to demon kings again.

And what is even more terrifying is that these monsters that crossed over are likely just projections of power. Even if they are killed countless times in other worlds, they cannot cause real loss to their bodies existing in the hell world.

As long as the crack connecting the Diablo world exists, they will project over endlessly and erode the power of the hell world into every aspect here.

Just when Geralt was thinking about these heavy problems, Margarita walked over with a heavy expression.

This beautiful woman who was always smiling in the past said with an unusually serious tone:

"Geralt, we interrogated Carlert through necromancy."

"From his mouth, we got a shocking piece of news."

Geralt was startled in his heart. He felt that he had underestimated the difficulty of this task a bit.

"What news?"

Margarita frowned, hugged her chest with both hands, and said with some suspicion in her tone:

"He told me that among the members of the Supreme Council, one member was also eroded by the power of another world. He betrayed us."

"And this bounty competition is a huge conspiracy planned by that councilor."

"It is to send the elite forces in our world here, and then design an ambush for them, so that the spellcaster power of our world is severely damaged."

"So that the invasion plan of another world can proceed more smoothly."

"Although it cannot be ruled out that this is a lie, it is to alienate the trust of our Sorcerers Brotherhood."

"But if this news is true, it would be too terrible."

"Looking at the history of our world, except for the time when the elf race descended, there has never been such a serious invasion of alien races."

"And it is still such a race with a strong evil atmosphere. They are more terrifying than the monsters during the Conjunction of the Spheres."

"We must bring this news back to the Sorcerers Brotherhood."

(End of chapter)