Chapter 315: The Temptation of the Evil God

After confirming that Vilgefortz had escaped, Geralt immediately lost interest in the battle, and his heart began to consider how to deal with this poisonous snake that was dead but not stiff after leaving here.

He wasn't the owner of this castle, so he didn't need to be responsible for the safety of this castle. Moreover, most of the monsters and monsters below the castle were just right to let them bite the Fire Elemental. No matter which side died out, it was a good thing.

As for trying to eliminate all the monsters?

Sorry, there were too many monsters here, as many as thousands. Even with Geralt's ability, he would have to waste a lot of time to eliminate them.

And now that he had a mission, the Kingdom of Verden had nothing to do with him. Unless the other party was willing to pay a high price to hire him to complete this mission, he would consider it.

However, this Fire Elemental summoned from another world still had to be solved. This was a troublesome big guy. Ordinary soldiers couldn't deal with it at all. Only professionals could have a chance of winning, which could be considered fulfilling the duty of a witcher.

These thoughts flashed through Geralt's mind. He looked at the huge Fire Elemental that fell into the second floor of the castle along with the broken floor, and didn't have time to deal with it for the time being. Holding the pregnant Princess Pavetta, he climbed onto the windowsill of the top floor, jumped out of the window, and jumped out of this ancient castle.

After jumping out of the windowsill, Geralt quickly observed the distance between the stimulus and the ground, and then immediately activated the Elder Blood's Blink ability, instantly changing the distance between himself and the ground from dozens of meters to one meter high.

Then he landed steadily on the ground without any pressure, and even Princess Pavetta, who was held in his arms, didn't produce much ups and downs because of this.

Actually, with his current physique, a distance of dozens of meters would still make his legs feel painful, but it was no longer a too big physical burden.

However, since there was a safer way, why let his body suffer?

Just after standing firm, Geralt called out to the other companions who had already prepared their weapons and were maintaining an offensive formation, about to rush into the castle.

"Geralt, Yennefer, you don't need to go in."

"I have already rescued the princess. There are too many monsters in the castle, and there is a powerful Fire Elemental, which is killing each other with other monsters in the castle."

"We are not suitable to join the battlefield now. Let's find a hidden place to hide and wait for subsequent developments."

Geralt and Yennefer were stunned when they heard this. They didn't expect Geralt's speed to be so fast, and in such a short time, he had already rescued the person.

And they didn't expect that the corrupted sorcerer in the castle actually had such strength to summon a Fire Elemental.

That was a legendary powerful monster, and it couldn't even be described as a monster. In the records of some books, Fire Elementals were once mistaken by many as messengers of the God of Fire, thinking they were spirits of flames, and had a certain primitive worship for them.

Looking at Princess Pavetta, who was held in Geralt's arms and was still in a coma, Yennefer quickly stepped forward to use healing magic to treat the princess's injuries, while also carefully observing.

After a few minutes, the castle had become lively. The roars of various monsters and the sound of wall shattering kept ringing, and from time to time, he could see bursting firelight from those windows.

And after Geralt and others quietly hid in a hidden corner, Yennefer retracted her arm with a solemn face and said to the two:

"Her body is very weak, Geralt. The child in Princess Pavetta's belly was not conceived by normal means, but catalyzed by special magic."

"I don't know what means the sorcerer used for the time being. This embryo is absorbing a large amount of nutrition from the mother, and may lead to the mother's death at any time. It must be sent to a safe place for treatment."

Geralt and Geralt heard this, and their expressions became heavy. Although they had a certain psychological preparation from the information learned from the corrupted sorcerer Quitetuo before, when things were placed in front of them, they still felt a bit difficult.

Geralt considered for a few seconds, then said to Yennefer:

"Yennefer, you open the portal first and take Princess Pavetta back to Cintra."

"Archdruid Mousesack is very good at treating injuries. Handing the princess to him, our mission can be considered completed."

"As for how to handle this matter in the end, let Queen Calanthe decide for herself."

"As outsiders, we shouldn't make decisions without authorization."

"After dawn tomorrow morning, it's still this position, and you will open the portal to pick us up again."

Yennefer looked at her boyfriend Geralt when she heard this, and seeing the reassuring look Geralt gave her, she didn't hesitate anymore, reached out and helped the princess, who had a relatively petite figure, from Geralt, and then opened a portal and left here.

After the scene was left with only two witchers and two young witcher apprentices. Geralt turned to the other three and shrugged, feeling a bit listless:

"Next is the practical teaching time. It's just midnight now. Before dawn tomorrow, there are about six or seven hours."

"Geralt, your task tonight is to be the practical instructor for these two teenagers, responsible for teaching them how to deal with those monsters in actual combat."

"And I will find a way to kill the Fire Elemental summoned by the enemy."

"As for the remaining monsters in the castle, I think after this incident ends, Queen Calanthe will discuss and handle it with the nobles of the Kingdom of Verden."

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And just when Geralt and others were busy dealing with the mess left by Vilgefortz.

This powerful wizard, who had been seriously injured by Geralt, had already crossed hundreds of kilometers through his unique teleportation spell and fled to a secret stronghold in the Southern Continent.

He first endured the pain, tore the robe that was already stained with blood, along with the skin and flesh on his body, from his seriously injured body, almost tearing off more than half of the skin on his body, revealing the bright red muscles inside.

However, Vilgefortz was indeed a quite tough figure. This level of pain, except for making his whole body tremble constantly, did not shake his will, and he still handled his wounds in an orderly manner.

Just at this moment, in the quiet secret base, a hoarse and low male voice suddenly sounded, which also made Vilgefortz frown.

"I warned you before, mortal."

"Your strength is not among the top in this world, and there are people more powerful than you, and they are your enemies."

"You are just a fragile spellcaster. As long as there is a sword, a dagger, you can take away your fragile life."

"If it weren't for my power helping you, that crossbow bolt that shot through your eyeball would have taken your life, turning you into a rotten and stinking corpse."

Vilgefortz heard this, subconsciously reached out and touched his right eye, which had become a blood hole. The heart-piercing pain and the lost vision made this proud wizard couldn't help but feel strong anger and inexplicable trembling in his heart.

Just now, although it was only a battle with the other party for less than a minute, if it weren't for the help of this evil god from another world, he might have lost his life long ago and lost the foundation of his pursuit of eternity and power.

Before this, he and this evil god from another world were just in a simple cooperative relationship, each taking what they needed, and there was no trust between the two sides at all, just in a position of mutual utilization.

And now, the other party's power, while repairing his brain, had taken root in his body.

Unless he could find a way to give up this body, otherwise, he had already been unable to separate from the evil god's power, would be entangled with this power forever, and finally, like those corrupted sorcerers, become a puppet of the evil god from another world, losing his reason and soul.

This was of course not an outcome Vilgefortz could accept. As a proud wizard, he never believed that so-called deities were superior. In the face of true power, they were just ants slightly stronger than ordinary people.

As long as he kept pursuing power and researching more powerful magic, one day, the so-called deities would also tremble in front of him.

"Do you want to restore your original body, Vilgefortz?"

Hearing the evil god's question, Vilgefortz was silent for a second, then asked back in a hoarse voice: "What do you want to get, Baal?"

"Hahahaha!"

"What I need is very simple for you."

The laughter of Hell Demon Lord Baal echoed throughout the secret base. After more than ten seconds, it stopped laughing and continued:

"Create war and destruction in this world, provoke wars between countries, and let all living beings in this world wail in slaughter and despair!"

"I will let my servants assist you, let you possess a powerful army, and when you plunge the entire world into blood and slaughter, I will descend on this world again."

"And you will become the ruler of this world and become the deity of this world."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 316 =====