Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

I don't know since when, Geralt began to feel that the world had changed.

The first time he heard this argument was decades ago, when a middle-aged man who was disabled by passing soldiers for no reason said this to him angrily. He said that the world was becoming more and more cruel.

People hate each other and sooner or later they will destroy each other.

At that time, Geralt thought that although what he said was extreme, it was understandable. But now...

After simply burying the child's body, they moved on. None of the three people said it clearly, but all three of them knew that they had to clean up this sect. Otherwise, there is no telling how many more people would be murdered by them.

They crossed the uncomfortably clear stream and went some distance further. What appeared in front of them was a desolate forest glade.

A few solitary birch trees stayed on the bare land, and their leafless branches stretched out to face the sky. Whenever the wind blew, they made an unsettling trembling sound. Horses approached, and some stopped on the branches.

The birds flew away quickly, panicking. They screamed and left the sky.

He Shenyan looked at their retreating figures and squinted his eyes thoughtfully. The animal bone dagger was still in his hand, and at this time, it was becoming hotter by little.

Geralt was the first person to discover the body. The looming things in the forest made him feel cold all over. The long white dress was fluttering in the wind, and the bloodless body was tied to a big tree in the forest, made of thorns.

The rope stabbed her body with blood, and there was a big crack on her neck, which was the cause of her death.

At this time, the edge of the wound was already pale with excessive blood loss. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky. Cursing words such as unbelievers were smeared on her face with blood, and some spiders crawled on her body.

Climb away.

Behind her, there are more.

Men, women, old and young, regardless of race. Some were so rotten that one could see their internal organs filled with maggots through their ribs.

Regis sighed softly.

"Sometimes, the things you do to your own kind make me shudder, Geralt."

The witcher didn't answer, he pursed his lips tightly. Only the mage looked the most relaxed and calm. He turned over and dismounted, his boots stepped on the hard soil. He threw the dagger out, and it fell vertically, just in time.

A deep gap was created in the middle of the soil.

Then, he turned around and said to Regis and Geralt: "Sometimes my style of acting is criticized as being too cruel, gentlemen. I hope you don't mind - because some people really don't deserve to be called

As a human being.”

The ground began to tremble.

Black smoke emerged from the forest, as black as coming from hell. The manic flames bloomed suddenly behind him, wrapping the entire forest in it, but did not have any impact on the trees. The fire illuminated He

Shen Yan’s expressionless profile. Then, Geralt heard a scream.

A man covered in fire ran out of the woods, and then more. They were naked, and their skin was burned to pieces. Everyone screamed and rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames. However, no one succeeded.

And He Shenyan even had the intention to explain to him and Regis: "This is the fire of sin, fueled by the sin in their souls. Those who have done less evil will only be burned half to death, and there is still hope of survival."

.”

"What about those who do evil things?"

The mage turned to look at the witcher who asked the question, and smiled softly.

The flames continued to burn for three hours, and after three hours, they got back on the road.

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The arrival of Niedersoden was delayed a bit, but not too late. They were lucky enough to enter Niedersoden before the guards closed the city gate. The buildings in this city did not have a unified style and were messy. This one was still red.

A brick house may become a purely wooden building in the next one, without any rules at all.

Geralt gently pulled Carrot's reins, making the mare slightly away from the oncoming pedestrians. Two little devils stood in the middle of the road playing lattice, and the prize was a rag sandbag. Many beggars were begging along the street, their clothes were shabby,

But they are not skinny. Some are even very strong.

These people stared at the three of them with strange eyes. The demon hunter stared back one by one without fear. Some people avoided his eyes, while others persisted for a while before relaxing. And some people just didn't understand.

When should you stop.

A man stood up. He was sitting in the corner. He was wearing a tattered shirt, showing two strong arms, with a coil of hemp rope tied to his right arm. The man sneered and walked forward. Several

The bald man followed him without saying a word and with a fierce look on his face.

"Looks like we're in trouble again."

He Shenyan said without raising his head. His words made Regis laugh. The latter whispered humorously: "A demon hunter, a mage and a high-level vampire walk together and travel together. Isn't this right?"

Is this what’s going to happen?”

Then, they heard Geralt's cold voice coming from the front: "Get out now, you bastards. I'm not in the mood to beat you to pieces."

The mage raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Geralt usually doesn't deal with local gangsters like this. He does have the ability to kill every one of them. But doing so means that he will be wanted, and then he will no longer be able to receive commissions in the city.

. Even if everyone is beaten up, it will only cause more trouble.

You know, these people never understand what giving up means.

The demon hunter's words had the opposite effect. A smile appeared on the leader's lips, and the crowd quickly surrounded them. He Shenyan noticed that more people were coming from the corner, and they blocked the street silently.

, making this place inaccessible to the sight of the guards.

Interesting... quite well-trained. He Shenyan thought calmly.

Geralt sighed and got off his horse. He didn't talk too much. The guy who was blocking the way originally wanted to say something harsh, but he punched him in the face. The bridge of his nose made a crisp click on the spot.

There was a sound, followed by blood spurting out.

"Do you want to help, Geralt?" He Shenyan asked loudly on the horse.

"No, that's not necessary."

Geralt said without turning his head. At the same time, he raised an elbow to open the corner of the eye of a guy who tried to attack him from behind. The guy fell to the ground in pain. Because of the pain and blood covering his vision, he even thought he was blind.

, and couldn't help but scream loudly.

"It seems that a few guys are coming towards us." Regis said softly, the old vampire still holding a handful of Bailey's nuts in his hand. "Are you going to take action? Or should I make them suffer?"

"I won't do anything."

He Shenyan yawned: "If you let me come, the scene will become ugly. Moreover, my activity quota for today has been reached."

He lazily leaned forward and propped up his face: "Let's do it quickly, okay? I really want to take a hot bath."

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