Chapter 370
As soon as the giant bear raised its head, the shimmering silver blade magnified in front of its eyes, and finally pierced its eyes and penetrated the bear's brain.
The twitching and struggling caused by severe pain caused John to be thrown away.
He spun in the air and landed on the ground, with the silver sword stuck in the giant bear's eyes, struggling to death.
After half a minute, the giant bear finally fell.
The surrounding area was in a mess because of the giant bear, and more than a dozen trees were broken.
"This giant bear is really full of vitality." John stepped forward and pulled out the silver sword with all his strength.
The entire sword did not penetrate into the giant bear's head. When he pulled it out, John found that the fourth rune on it lit up.
"Another trial BOSS?" He was surprised.
It feels like all my trials are going on unintentionally.
After looking at the giant bear, he thought he might be able to exchange it for some money.
With the next town less than a day away, John took his time skinning the bear.
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Castle, by the spring.
"The giant bear in the forest, he finally accepted a normal test." Alexei said with emotion.
There are many people among Jovonovich who have experienced this trial, and Seryosha is one of them.
They like to adopt roundabout tactics when facing giant bears.
Except for that reckless man like Boris, there were still only a few people who rode directly towards John.
"Smart judgment, knowing that the giant bear's weakness is its hind legs." Seryosha praised.
“I just don’t know how far Yadani can go,” Andre said.
John has actually met the completion requirements for this dream trial.
After three trials, it will be over.
But if we don't end it proactively, this trial will continue.
Jovonovich is very excited about how far John can go, and is even more curious about which bloodline style John will awaken.
In their anticipation, John arrived in the town.
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The town is called Balvi.
After John entered the town, he first went to find a place to stay.
After staying out for a few days, John also needed to replenish his supplies.
Putting Polo in the stable, he walked into the tavern.
The tavern has always been the best place to get information, even in Hogsmeade.
"Tuna Tavern?"
Looking at this tavern, which was obviously more prosperous than other buildings, John couldn't help but sigh at the simplicity of the wizards.
He still doesn't understand why the owner of the Pig's Head Tavern doesn't clean up.
Pushing the door open, the creaking sound was summed up by the commotion inside.
John was wearing a black robe that Kang Sang bought before he left.
The way he dressed was a bit unusual in the pub, and some people's eyes moved to John.
First the black robe, and then the silver sword with part exposed.
A woman noticed this. Her hand holding the wine glass paused before moving to the face.
John noticed someone looking at him, but he didn't care.
The life of a swordsman these days has allowed him to develop some wildness. When he walked into the tavern, he came to the owner of the hotel.
"Hot food, not cold."
John was still holding the bear skin peeled from the giant bear. He asked: "Do you know where I can sell this?"
When the boss saw the bear skin, he was surprised and said, "Oh my god, did you kill that forest devil?"
"It happened by chance." John shrugged and put the giant bear skin on the table, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
"You don't have to sell it. If you are short of money, you can exchange it for the bounty."
A voice as intoxicating as drunken red wine sounded. John looked over and saw the woman holding the wine glass smiling at him.
"If you don't know the way, I can lead you." The woman raised her glass and said, "Fu Rui, you should be the legendary person."
"Black Witcher, Yadani."
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Chapter 396 I talked to the wizard
As John killed magical creatures during this time, his reputation gradually spread.
Furui stared at the black hair as if it were John's business card.
"Black Demon Hunter?" John was stunned.
He was also rumored to have a cool name.
"It started out as a village, and you killed the werewolf," Furui was very interested in John. "It was also rumored that you killed fifteen giant man-eating monsters by yourself."
Furui said to the boss: "Give our friend a beer."
The boss pinched his waist and stared at John, and said coldly: "We don't provide drinks to monsters here."
"Believe me," Furui turned to face the boss and said in the same voice, "You'd better listen to me."
The boss looked ugly, but finally he did as he was told.
John is not surprised that his boss calls him a monster, after all, that's how people are.
When you have power beyond the group, you are either regarded as a god or a monster.
Apparently witchers have a bad rap in this era.
After sitting down, the blonde beauty Furui came over.
She ran her fingers over the sturdy bear hide and exclaimed, "How on earth did you kill that?"
"With a sword, its eyes are fragile."
The boss brought the beer, but John actually wanted to say that he just wanted a glass of water.
But thinking that this was a tavern, he still picked up the beer and took a sip.
"You are very young. All the witchers I know are older. And you have that hair."
Furui held her cheek with her hands and stared at John's face sideways.
The main reason is that John is too young and is completely different from those demon hunters who have experienced vicissitudes of life.
Perhaps due to Furui's pressure, the boss served the meal John ordered just now.
Venison in red wine is placed on the table.
"If it weren't for that sword, I wouldn't have recognized you as a witcher." She picked up a piece of venison with her fingers and put it into her mouth, a strange color flashed in Fury's eyes.
John asked: "Where did you say you could exchange for a bounty?"
He silently pushed the food towards Furui and frowned without leaving a trace.
I don’t know if I washed my hands or not.
Furui was amused by John's little behavior. The witcher who was away all the time still had mysophobia?
She said: "The mayor has a reward for the devil in the forest. If you want to sell it, I can..."
"Did you kill the devil in the forest?"
A crisp voice sounded from behind.
A little girl, with her hair tied into two braids, ran over and her eyes were shining.
She stared at the bear skin that could be used as a carpet and said to John: "I can take you to collect the reward."
John paused, looked back at the little girl, and then at Furui.
He stood up to leave.
"You should sell her something." Several men stood up and vaguely surrounded John.
"What do you mean?" John glanced at Furui.
Furui was a little annoyed and said to those people, "I'm sorry."
With a look, she told those people to step back.
John shrugged, picked up the bearskin, and walked outside.
The little girl was very happy and said to John as she walked: "My name is Marija."
"My name is Yadani, nice to meet you."
After leaving the tavern, John went to the stables to take Polo with him.
Put the bearskin on.
Marija asked curiously: "You are a demon hunter, so what monsters have you killed?"
"Werewolf, banshee? Or are there others?"
Children this age seem to be equally curious.
Because in the busy city, John did not ride a horse and led the horse forward.
Marija led the way, and finally came to the bottom of a round tower.
John went to knock on the door, while Marija stayed outside with Polo.
However, John noticed something was wrong with the door.
"magic?"
He stared at the magic fluctuations above and walked straight in.
His body passed directly through the closed door, just like passing through platform nine and three-quarters.
"wizard."
He was sure that this was not the mayor's house.
The other party deliberately led me to come over to meet him, so he must have some plans.
When he walked in, he saw scenes that were not suitable for children.
It was a garden that didn't look too serious.
But those are all illusions.
As a child under the age of sixteen.
John's face was expressionless, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils.
In an instant, his eyes were locked on the approaching wizard.
The person coming here fits the image of a wizard in the traditional sense.
Tall and thin, wearing a floor-length robe, holding a long staff with a crystal ball on top of his head.
Sparse hair, a big beard, and a hooked nose.
The wizard was locked by the vertical pupil for a moment, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "Hello, demon hunter, my name is Strigob."
"You may call me Master Strigobor."
Stregobor assured John that he meant no harm.
