Chapter 571: 572 impact!

Chapter 571: 572 impact!

Chapter 571 572. Impact!

Obviously, the Nilfgaardian soldiers also thought that their own reinforcements had arrived.

And they dont have the keen hearing of the witcher, so they can hear something strange in this series of horse hoofbeats.

So when the sound of those horse hooves got closer and closer, the archer holding the Nilfgaardian dagger was still walking towards Dandelion.

Soon, the archer stood on the low **** where the poet had hidden himself, looking down at him with mockery and malice.

It's like looking at an old hen getting ready for the pot.

At this time, Dandelion took another stone and was about to reveal it and throw it out.

He looked up and saw the archer.

At this moment, this poet who had never had any combat experience actually became somewhat quick-witted.

He burst out with the most real emotion in his life, pointed behind the archer, and showed great surprise.

But the archer just sneered and walked down from the top of the **** towards him step by step.

The dagger was held at his side, and it seemed that he wanted to stab Dandelion's waist from bottom to top.

But the sound of horse hooves was very close.

Dandelion didn't even get a chance to show his fear.

Because of a raging wind, a huge black shadow is being brought over!

While whizzing past him, it also took away the grinning Nilfgaardian archer like a nightmare in a fairy tale.

It was extremely unexpected that even the stench from the archer's mouth was lingering around Dandelion's nose a second ago.

At this second, his whole person disappeared! Gone!

Ged and Geralt, who were standing far away, could see clearly.Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

A huge figure jumped out of the woods, as fast as a gust of wind!

As he passed by Dandelion, he grabbed the archer's head as if he were taking a candle, and rushed straight to the courtyard where he came from.

That Nilfgaardian with armor and equipment estimated to weigh a hundred kilograms was like an empty handbag in his hands!

Lan En?

Geralt heard Gerd's uncertain whisper.

Although the bear school master-level armor with the bearskin scarf is very conspicuous, it is probably the only one in the world.

However, Lan En's transformation from a little over 2 meters tall when they last met to an armor-piercing 2.6 meters tall still makes Ged a little bit hesitant to recognize him.

And Geralt is even less so.

However, they did not wait until they finished expressing their surprise.

Two long swords, shining like water waves in the swaying firelight, swirled in front of the two of them.

Then it plunged into the ground with two "clop" sounds.

Those are really two good swords.

The wavy lines are composed of silver and black. The silver shines brightly, and the blackness is like smoke.

Almost out of the instinct of an excellent swordsman, the two demon hunters grasped the hilts of the two swords without thinking during the charge, and pulled them out from the ground smoothly.

Gede's powerful and heavy slash, coupled with this handy sword, actually split the shield of another large shield soldier into two halves!

With the half shoulder of the soldier behind the shield.

And when Geralt faced an enemy who was throwing an axe-gun at him, he turned around and lifted up like a dance.

The tough axe-gun grip seemed nothing in front of this new longsword.

The upward thrust not only cut off the handle of the axe, but also took away an arm of the Nilfgaardian soldier and half of his scalp in the direction of the sword blade.

Immediately afterwards, Gerd and Geralt executed the crossbowmen and archers who had just raised their bodies from the ground very naturally.

This is a really strange sword.

Geralt looked at the sword in his hand in surprise and said, as for his good friend the poet?

Since he is immortal, he is no longer a good friend, but just an "annoying person" who pesters him to find material.

How could it be important to have a good sword in hand, right?

And the feel of this sword. I dont even have to get used to it! Its so easy!

If you look beyond the blade, youll see that the ball is a wolfs head, Geralt.

Lan En walked over from the shadows in the distance, his huge body bringing a huge shadow and a sense of oppression.

It is made according to the Wolf School steel sword. The feel will automatically adapt to your hand, which shows that you have practiced well.

Its really you! Geralt exclaimed in surprise.

Wow. Did you take the warlocks experimental potion? Thats too much.

Whether it is strength, speed, or size, Lann is a bit beyond his understanding of humans, or even demon hunters.

Its good to see youre okay, White Wolf.

You too, Lan.

Lane and Geralt shook each others forearms, then pulled in for a hug.

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