Chapter 435: Second Mutation

The hole in the wall led to something like a cavern. A dark, dank cavern. Roy hung from the ceiling, staring down at the cavern's layout. Narrow paths littered the place, and all of them were set on different levels of elevation. The cavern's structure kept it in a warm bubble. This place felt warmer than the lab.

Bizarre stalactites hung from the ceiling. Between the debris and soil on the ground stood little mounds that resembled volcanoes. They were proof pale widows dwelled here.

Mutated pale widows spent most of their time either creating underground tunnels or resting. Only when they sensed danger or an intruder did they break through the ground. They would attack with their poisonous limbs or spray venom that could corrode even granite.

But these abilities couldn't even harm Roy. He climbed across the almost perfectly vertical walls like a spider. His sticky gloves and boots granted him the ability to climb walls like it was nothing. He could move as fast as he did on ground.

A grey cloak covered him, minimizing the sounds he made every time he moved. Quen and Heliotrop surrounded him, keeping his scent away from the monsters' detection.

And there was another layer of protection. Coral cast a spell on him that made him weightless. If anyone were to see him right now, all they could see would be a silhouette running across the ceiling and wall. Roy moved through the dangerous terrain easily.

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About an hour later, he had scoured the whole lair and finally found three larvae in one corner. The larvae were covered in yellow pus and tumors. The air was filled with a sickly sweet scent. From afar, these larvae looked like hedgehog cacti.

'Mutated pale widow larva

Gestation period: Two months

Habitat: Warm, humid, and dark places.

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Roy wouldn't take all of them. He tucked two of the larvae into his cloak and went back through the path he came from.

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"Damn, this is disgusting." Auckes touched the larvae, and he shivered. "Don't tell me you want us to eat this raw."

"It's filled with poison that can even kill witchers. You can eat it if you have a death wish." Coral smiled. She circled a metal container, reading the journal while touching it. "I think I got how this works. Tomas is a genius. This device will turn the larvae into a ball of mist, and then you can absorb it. The proteins within these larvae will fill in the gaps of your mutated genes. Tomas thought it would’ve reverted the mutated genes back to normal, but it did the opposite. According to this journal, anyone who absorbs the mist will see a marked improvement in their strength, speed, and reaction speed."

"What about the success rate?" Roy asked the most important question. His comrades, unlike him, didn't have a second life. "Will any danger come to them?"

"This is my guess, but..." Lytta looked up and explained, "The second mutation won't create a new chain of genes. It's an extension of what is already there. A lot safer and more reliable than the Trial."

She tapped the device. "And I've checked this device. It can still be used, so the chances of failure are close to none. Even if it fails, the participant won't die. At most, they won't see any effects from the mutation. But I'll need concrete data to prove my hypothesis."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, but then they were faced with another dilemma.

"We don't have infinite resources. Two larvae is only enough for one person." She looked at the witchers and shot Roy a look of warning. "Who wants to go first? Not you, Roy. You need at least four of these."

Roy fell silent. Why? Because I've gone through two Trials?

"You wanna steal some more, Roy?" Eskel asked. There was anticipation in his voice.

Roy shook his head. "I've searched the whole place. There's only one left. You have to wait until the next mating season if you want more."

Coen was a little envious, but he didn't ask if he could have the chance. He wasn't a member of the brotherhood, after all. All he wanted to know was if Jerome was still alive.

Age: Eighty-two years old

Status: Viper School witcher, member of the brotherhood of witchers.

HP: ??

Mana: 100

Strength: ?

Dexterity: ?

Constitution: ?

Perception: 19

Will: 10

Charisma: 6

Spirit: 10

Skills:

Alchemy Level 10, Witcher Senses Level 10, Meditation Level 6, Viper School—Dual Wielding, Witcher Signs Level 8, Griffin Arts Level 3: Dual Sign.

Second Mutation (Passive): Mutated pale widow larva protein has extended his mutated genes. Permanently increase Strength and Dexterity by twenty percent.'

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Roy froze. Letho's Perception was a lot higher than his, so he couldn't see the veteran witcher's offensive stats. But according to his calculations, Letho's Strength, Dexterity, and Constitution were about twenty-three before the mutation. Now that they were all increased by twenty percent, Letho's offensive stats were almost at rank three. That was the highest the brotherhood had at the moment. The guy's a beast now.

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"Wanna spar?" Auckes beckoned Letho over, and then Letho disappeared. His inner alarms screamed at him, and he tensed up like a bristled cat.

Auckes leapt backward, but he was one step too slow. Letho lashed out at him and grabbed Auckes by his nape like he was a kitten.

"Dammit!" Auckes broke free of Letho's grasp and cursed.

"Haha!" Letho moved his neck and joints around. "Looks like I'm still the head of the school."

Kiyan, Coen, and Eskel looked shocked. Letho moved even faster than they could see.

"Alright, Letho. Sit down right here." Lytta stood beside a wooden operating theater, her arms crossed. She nodded at Letho. "I need to check your body and make sure there are no side effects."

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