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Chapter 352: Resurrection of Geralt

"Your dragon?"

Clark retracted his strength in surprise and looked at the Tianhui Dragon in front of him.

After having the time to show off, Tianhui Dragon was quite sensible and started scratching and biting the wild hunters that were besieging him.

After confirming that Tianhuilong was indeed attacking the enemy, Clark couldn't help but rub the back of his head.

"Luckily you stopped me, otherwise I would have smashed it!

Fortunately, I didn't kill such a handsome dragon, but where did I catch such an obedient and handsome dragon? Can I find time to catch one?"

"That must be another world. If I have the chance, I will take you around there!"

Donton responded with a laugh, then let go of Clark's wrist.

At the same time, not far from them, Bruce also raised his hand and took the sword thrown to him by Vesemir.

After taking the silver sword in his hand and feeling its weight, Bruce raised the sword with both hands and rushed towards the Wild Hunt with an expressionless face.

Seeing Bruce's not-so-fast speed, Vesemir shouted in worry.

“My friend, that sword was used by me over a hundred years ago. It’s not a particularly good sword, so it shouldn’t give you extra courage!
You look like an ordinary person, it's best not to join this battle.

We have gods and demon hunters here, we are not at the point where we need mortals to risk their lives for us!"

"That has nothing to do with it!"

Listening to Vesemir's words, Bruce shouted from afar.

“Gods are gods, theirs is theirs, but what I pursue is my pursuit!
No one can hurt me in front of me...the people around me!
Especially since...these enemies aren't even human!"

Just as he said this, he happened to have a face-to-face encounter with a Wild Hunt soldier.

So, in Vesemir's eyes, Bruce's old sword cleverly bypassed the Wild Hunt's long sword, and then he turned his body, and the blade of the old sword suddenly danced from top to bottom, accurately stabbing into the gap in the armor near the Wild Hunt soldier's neck.

Boom!
Bruce's hands shook, and he felt that what he had stabbed was not an ordinary neck, but the hide of an old rhino.

But what if the opponent is not easy to be cut? His will can help him exert greater power!
He gritted his teeth and pulled hard with both hands. After a brief pause, the old sword finally broke through the Wild Hunter's magical defense and went straight through his neck.

The next moment, Bruce swung his sword sideways, and the Wild Hunt soldier's head fell to the ground.

Looking at the head hitting the ground, Bruce gritted his teeth, shook his head, and said in a cold voice.

"The enemy is not human after all!"

"Yes, yes, of course the enemy is not human, but I think you are even less like a human, man!"

Lex shouted to Bruce while swaying and hiding behind Downton, and shouted to Bruce with a relaxed expression.

Hearing Lex's shout, Bruce turned around and glanced at him with disdain.

"Since you drank the witcher's wine, how did you hide behind the witcher and Tang with a clear conscience?"

"Fuck, Bruce, I'm a scholar and a mechanical manipulator, not a fucking ninja or a lunatic like you!

I believe that as long as Tang is willing, he can easily deal with these enemies.

I believe that a complete me will be more useful than a me that is injured in an adventure!"

Having said that, Lex turned to Donton, smiled, and asked.

"Is that right, Don?"

"Of course, not everyone is a pervert like Bruce."

"That's right, haha, he is a pervert, and a hypocritical pervert who always talks about rationality!"

Lex drunkenly made a joke to Bruce, then simply went to find a more comfortable place to sit down nearby.

He himself has an average physique and an average alcohol tolerance. After drinking so much, he is a little drunk, let alone fighting.

Bruce let out a sigh of displeasure seeing Lex acting so relaxed.

To be honest, Bruce admires Lex's intelligence and rationality very much, but just as Lex doesn't like his pretentiousness and his special concern for Gotham.

Bruce also doesn't like Lex's attitude towards life, which is to rely solely on external forces such as technology and never try to improve or challenge himself.

But no matter what, they are friends. Bruce can certainly understand this little problem.

Since Lex is sure not to join the battle, I will just kill two more for him!
Thinking of this, Bruce was like a tiger entering a pack of wolves, slashing at the wild hunters around him frantically.

On the top of the tower, the fairy in the lake couldn't help but pursed her lips as she watched Bruce's agile movements.

"What an outstanding knight! He is just a mortal, but his will and skills have reached the peak of mortals, even beyond the level that mortals should be at!"

At this point, the Lady of the Lake turned around and asked Selina and Zatanna.

"His name is Bruce, right? He is an exceptionally good fighter.

Do you understand him? If you do, what do you think I should do to get him to sleep with me?"

"ha?!!"

On the side, Zatanna's eyes widened in fear at the words of the fairy in the lake.

She finally saw the true face of the goddess!
As for Selena, she put on a bathrobe and came behind the fairy in the lake. She looked tentatively at her graceful waist and asked.

"If I answer your question, can I get a little reward, goddess?
Like let me give you a little hug?"

"Of course~"

The fairy in the lake nodded with a smile, and Selena immediately said with a pout.

“Bruce is just hypocritical in words, but as long as you take the initiative, he will definitely not refuse.

But considering the high probability that you have slept with my husband, Bruce should be a little more resistant to you.

However, no matter how much you resist, if you really want it, you can find more opportunities to show off your perfect body in front of him.

That's all my advice, so can I collect my reward?"

"Of course, dear~"

The Fairy of the Lake smiled and nodded to Selina. Selina immediately moved closer happily and excitedly hugged the Fairy of the Lake from behind.

Enjoying the beautiful figure and soft body of the fairy in the lake, Selena shivered with satisfaction.

The fairy in the lake was slightly stunned, then turned her head and whispered in Selina's ear, smiling.

"Can you please take your hand away from my chest? That is my gift to the brave knights. You shouldn't block the knights' view, dear~"

After saying this, the generous fairy of the lake calmly moved the female hooligan's hand away.

Selina pursed her lips regretfully, then put her hand on the soft belly of the fairy in the lake and began to rub it.

At the same time, below the tower, the Wild Hunt had long lost their previous arrogance.

When the wizard who was responsible for transporting the soldiers was killed by the mechanical deity of the Tianhui Dragon, the remaining soldiers immediately lost their backup and command. With only one Tianhui Dragon, it was difficult for them to deal with the chaos!

Around Tianhui Dragon, the Demon Hunter and Bruce also joined the battlefield.

Floyd was enjoying fiddling with the crossbows thrown to him by the demon hunters, and enthusiastically provided support from a distance. Even Alfred, like an old man with youthful enthusiasm, picked up Kaer Morhen's spare longsword and joined the battle.

When Clark and Downton didn't take action, everyone was obviously having a lot of fun, because when they killed their current opponents, not only would they not be morally blackmailed, but they would be full of a sense of honor.

Those who are familiar with the plot of The Witcher, of course, know that the Wild Hunt is an absolute mortal enemy.

For those who don't understand the plot, like Bruce, he only needs to know that the opponent is not a human, and his lethality will be completely unleashed.

Looking at the people killing everyone, Donton licked his lips with his tongue, then patted Clark on the shoulder.

"Clark, don't be so hasty, let the guys have some fun for a while.

A group of the right enemies can help them relieve a lot of psychological pressure, you just need to help protect their safety."

At this point, Donton shook his head in amusement.

"Without the wizard, the Wild Hunt is even less dangerous to these guys than my mount.

Keep an eye on my dragon, and don't let his attacks accidentally hurt our own people."

"no problem."

Clark nodded, then clenched his fists as if he was itching to do so.

Many people don’t know that Clark is actually a real Witcher fan. If someone wants to make a Witcher series movie or TV series one day, Clark is even willing to hide his identity and play Geralt!
It was really difficult for Clark to let such a Witcher fan choose to let go when the Wild Hunt invaded Kaer Morhen.

The more they fought, the more Clark's hands itched. Fortunately, after more than twenty minutes, everyone finally felt tired in the face of the huge number of violent monsters.

At the beginning of the battle, Tianhuilong attacked with all his might, killing with great pleasure.

But after a period of time after the battle, the Wild Hunt no longer gathered in large numbers, but instead dispersed and hid in the ruins of Kaer Morhen, and some even rushed into the Blue Mountains.

At this time, it was no longer suitable for Tianhui Dragon to stay in Kaer Morhen to fight, so he rushed into the Blue Mountains to track down the escaping black-armored man.

Without the Tianhui Dragon to attract fire from the front, the pressure on the others suddenly increased greatly. After all, every Wild Hunter is a qualified warrior and their combat skills are excellent.

In short, the last few hundred Wild Hunt gradually regained their battle rhythm and began to suppress their own people in the ruins of Kaer Morhen.

Clark finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He asked excitedly and expectantly to Downton who was sitting with Lex drinking and chatting.

"Tang, I should be able to join the battle now. Everyone is exhausted."

"Haha, you look so anxious, even more nervous than when Floyd took you to the bar last night.

Okay, let's join the fight and end this battle, man.

If I don’t let you join in, I guess you’ll want to stay in this world for a while longer~”

As soon as he finished speaking, Downton waved to Clark, and Clark rushed out excitedly.

He shouted to Vesemir as he charged into the battle.

"Master Vesemir, I need to find a silver sword in your armory!"

“No problem, young man. Even though I can’t see it, you should be very strong. Your friends are waiting for you to finish them off, right?
My silver sword will like a warrior like you, so go and choose from among them!"

After Vesemir released his sigils to repel a Wild Hunt, he waved to Clark with an excited yet tired look on his face.

After getting permission, Clark excitedly rushed into the armory, picked out the most beautiful silver sword and rushed out.

This was a very normal thing, but Vesemir stared at Clark in disbelief!

Logically speaking, it was just a warrior looking for a sword. Vesemir was well-informed, so why would he be surprised?

But the key point is that Vesemir had just finished speaking, but in less than a second, this young man Clark rushed into the battlefield with a sword in hand!

"Shit, damn it, Lambert, did you see that? That guy is faster than a high-level vampire!"

"I saw it, I saw it clearly, he... Shit?!!"

Just as Lambert responded to Vesemir, Clark suddenly rushed in front of the three Wild Hunters who were huddled together.

He picked up the silver sword and slashed it down.

Whoosh!
brush! ! !
When he quickly passed by the Wild Hunt with his sword, the Wild Hunt didn't even see his movements and his sword clearly.

At the same moment, Clark came in front of another group of Wild Hunt and swung his sword heavily!

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Clark killed several batches of Wild Hunt in a row, and don’t be fooled by the fact that he did so many actions.

In the eyes of Vesemir and others, all of Clark's actions were concentrated in less than one second!

So in the eyes of Vesemir and others, before Lambert had finished speaking, more than seventy scattered Wild Hunts suddenly appeared in the distance and were chopped into two different parts by an ordinary silver sword!

That was more than seventy people, and it happened in just a split second!

Therefore, Lambert and Vesemir’s eyes were about to pop out!
While they were shocked, Clark's attack continued.

At this moment, he was not as powerful as he was in the DC world. Although he was extremely fast, he was actually like a demon hunter, using the sword to resolve the battle as much as possible.

Seeing his next target being chopped in half by Clark who passed by like the wind, Bruce stopped and couldn't help frowning.

Although he knew that Clark was his teammate, he was still a little worried about the powerful force that Clark possessed.

Just like he always worries about Downton!
For a moment, Bruce vaguely made a decision that when he returned to the manor, he must persuade Lex to take extra precautions against all supernatural powers.

In addition, he must avoid Lex and build a laboratory that belongs only to him.

He also wanted to leave an additional emergency plan in that lab that was independent of him and Lex, and was absolutely for everyone!
In those few seconds Bruce made his decision.

Brush brush!
Crackling!

Ahhhhh!
The sound of corpses falling to the ground and the continued screams of the Wild Hunt completely enveloped the entire Kaer Morhen!
Looking at all the enemies disappearing in the blink of an eye, Vesemir swallowed hard.

"If we let this guy keep killing, all the soldiers in our world will be killed by him alone!"

After shouting in shock, Vesemir looked at Clark, who had returned to his original position because there was no enemy, and took a breath in shock.

Lambert and Eskel, on the other hand, behaved much more normally than Vesemir.

After Lambert simply wiped the stains off the blade, he came to Vesemir and said with a smile.

"Don't be so startled, old man. He is a warrior who accompanies God!

No matter what world he is in, that guy must be a mythical figure, so let’s just enjoy the experience of walking with the myth!
Unfortunately……"

At this point, Lambert's expression suddenly changed, and he shook his head regretfully.

"It's a pity that bastard Geralt couldn't see this. Who would have thought that bastard would actually walk ahead of me!"

"No, he may not die just yet. Don't speak too soon, Lambert!"

Suddenly, Eskel raised his hand and pressed Lambert's shoulder. He moved between Lambert and Vesemir and whispered to them.

"Today Kaer Morhen received two gods!
So, why can't we pray to the gods to bring Geralt and Yennefer back?
Surely they could do it if they wanted to, right?
And if they don't want to, then we can find another way, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)