Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 104 How to increase the critical hit rate?
It was noon and the winter sun was warm.

But the shadows cast by the sunlight shining through the dead trees in the forest were so fierce and terrifying that it made people feel eerie and scary.

After the battle, Ailin was in no hurry to sheath his sword.

He held the sword in both hands and walked towards the water ghost temple step by step cautiously.

He was facing the back of the Jingguan, and all the heads were facing away from him, so he could only see the dark red and dirty blue backs of the heads.

After counting carefully, there are a total of seventy water ghost heads.

Seeing so many heads stacked neatly together makes one feel cold all over.

"Killer Lake has just been cleaned up. Could these seventy heads have wiped out the water ghosts in the lake again?"

Ailin talked to himself, interrupting as he walked.

To be honest, he was a little scared.

Although I have seen many corpses and killed many monsters.

But such a weird scene is really... I have never experienced it before.

“Crack~Crack~Crack~”

The snow in the forest was pushed aside by the leather boots, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Ailin had arrived.

"hiss!"

Looking inside over the half-man-high water ghost tower, Ailin couldn't help but gasp.

In a regular circle in the clearing in the forest, there was no snow, but flesh and bones everywhere.

Jingguan occupies one quarter of the circle.

Bright red and pale white are everywhere, giving people a sense of regular yet crazy beauty.

Those zombies must have been attracted by the strong smell of blood and came here to dine.

Obvious bite marks can be seen on much of the flesh around the edge of the circle.

"Shasha~"

Be careful treading on the snow and walk to the front.

Ailin's hair stood on end instantly, and his entire body tensed up subconsciously.

"What the hell!" he exclaimed.

Dozens of eyes stared at him at the same time.

What's even more terrifying is that these water ghosts have no intelligence or even emotions, and even the Yaxi seal can't find the heads of their confused minds.

They all had strange smiles of satisfaction on their faces.

And no matter where Ailin moved, he seemed to be staring at him.

But looking closely, those eyes did not move at all.

"wrong!"

"Two of them don't seem to be water ghosts!"

Turning his gaze back, he saw the two distinctive heads in the center of the front of the Jingguan.

Blue eyes, pointy ears, grey skin, and a skull-like nose.

One had a hideous and painful look on its face, and the other looked at a loss, which were completely different from the other water ghosts.

"It seems...it seems to be a little fog demon?"

Trying to suppress the discomfort of being stared at by more than seventy pairs of eyes at the same time, Ailin took a few steps closer.

They were indeed little fog monsters, and they seemed to be the two he killed the day before yesterday.

wrong!

Not as it seems!

"Location, number, and facial expressions..." Ailin checked them one by one.

It was the one he had killed before!

These two little fog monsters were his trophies.

After the Trial in the Mountains, Arlin led Vesemir and the others to move materials to Old Spearhead's cave.

However, because the little fog monster was not a rare monster, and the bodies of Old Spearhead and the Water Ghost King were too large, they ignored it.

Before leaving Kaer Morhen today, I had thought about coming here and dealing with them all and bringing them back.

But he didn't expect that his spoils would be used as sacrifices by other "people".

Yes.

It's a sacrifice!

Ailin shook the mist-transforming arm bone of the little mist demon in his backpack.

Think of the type "sacrificial props" in the identification information.

Everything is clear.

But there is one thing that Arryn doesn't know yet. "Where did that strange swamp witch come from?"

Thinking about it, Ailin checked this strange and bloody place again.

But whether using the mirage pearl perspective, the wolf emblem's magic perspective, or skill identification.

There are no useful clues here except blood and weirdness.

After realizing this, Ailin stood up, sighed, and stopped doing useless work.

He looked up at the sky. The winter sun was setting.

"It's getting late. Let's leave it here for now. When we meet Ms. Vera in the evening, we can ask her about the arm bone of the little fog demon."

Having made his decision, he stopped nagging and turned to walk towards the Ring of Elements.

After walking for a distance, Ailin suddenly had an idea.

He turned around and took another look at the altar, and suddenly felt that it looked very familiar.

Think again.

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

He suddenly remembered the "Ritual: Flesh Giant" he had just obtained in his backpack.

From Ailin's current perspective, this "Jingguan" is different from the ritual array in the cutscene.

But the bloody and intense style is exactly the same.

Ailin glanced at Jingguan again, lowered his head and pondered:
"Could it be that this swamp witch and this ritual came from the same place?"

……

After leaving that strange Jingguan, Ailin never encountered any other accidents.

He walked carefully, and for the sake of safety and lightness, he did not even carry the body of the swamp witch, but only hung its head on his body.

but.

Before arriving at Old Spearhead's cave, not even a single water ghost had appeared.

Standing in the shallows in front of the cave, Ailin looked back at the clear Killer Lake and the deep and unfathomable lakeside forest, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"We are finally in a safe place."

Even the situation of demons and evil gods being sacrificed had occurred, so it was hard not to worry about other troubles that might occur.

"Bang bang~"

Amid the sound of crystal bottles colliding, Ailin took out a bottle of cat's eye potion.

The reason why I took this route today, in addition to hunting monsters to improve my strength, was also to test this magic potion.

It's a pity that what he encountered was so strange, weird and sudden that he had no chance to use the cat's eye.

"Bang~bang~bang~"

I kicked the rocks on the ground lightly, and the snow stuck on the soles of my shoes fell off.

After getting everything ready, he walked into Old Spearhead's cave. After taking a few steps according to his memory, his vision suddenly went dark.

I can't see my fingers.

Ailin paused.

"Bo! Gurgle~Gurgle~"

The potion is colorless and tasteless, and it tastes warm in the throat.

“It’s like drinking plain water.”

As soon as this thought arose in my mind, the "cat's eye" in my stomach suddenly spread as if in rebuttal.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

As the potion spread, the heart beat faster.

Ailin felt a pain in his chest, and the area around his eyeballs suddenly seemed to be filled with fluid, and the pressure suddenly increased.

After closing my eyes subconsciously, a white light flashed.

When he opened his eyes again, the pitch-dark cave was now bright.

The stalactites on the top of the cave are dripping water, various cracks are crisscrossing on the stone walls, and there are small pits one after another in the depressions on the ground.

This should have been caused by the old spearhead's steps as he entered and exited the cave day by day.

……

Everything in the cave was covered with a layer of clear light, as if everything around it was furry, but it did not affect normal vision.

This conflicting feeling...

“It’s… magical!”

Ailin couldn't help but admire it, then he changed his mind and a question suddenly popped up in his mind:
"How can such a mild and harmless visual effect increase the critical hit rate?"

(End of this chapter)