The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 156 Licking to the end...

Everyone hid in the reeds, observing the movements in the distance.

"Judging from the footprints, the Innsmouth cultists are probably hiding in that cave, but I don't think they will let us in."

"Sir Maximus, you and Lord Regis... Regis will stay here, and leave those guys to me and Geralt."

Lynn made arrangements quickly based on the staffing.

But Maximus couldn't help but say.

"Master Lin En, I have already received your care during our exploration. If I were to flee from the battle now, my honor would be dishonored. Therefore, please allow me to join the battle."

However, Lynn rejected Maximus's proposal without even thinking about it.

The heavy armor worn by the Knight-Errant might be able to move smoothly on flat ground.

But on the wet and slippery swamp ground, it would definitely be a burden.

Like the famous Battle of Agincourt during the Hundred Years' War.

If the muddy terrain had not trapped the French knights, and if the French army's own command system had not been in chaos, even if the English longbow was invincible, it would not have been able to achieve that resounding victory.

Lynn comforted Maximus with kind words.

Then he began to prepare for the next battle with Geralt.

Even though they were only facing a few cultists, no one knew whether there was a large group of cultists in the cave, ready to come out to support at any time.

Therefore, we must never be careless.

Careless witchers usually don't live long.

Lin En took out several bottles of high-level potions from the magic pattern leather bag.

He gave half of it to Geralt.

In terms of alchemy, Lynn is on par with Vesemir, the living fossil of Kaer Morhen, and even Geralt is still a little behind him.

Geralt wasn't being pretentious either.

I took it right away.

Advanced potions take effect faster than ordinary potions, and the poison was soon clearly visible on the faces of the two men.

Lynn and Geralt looked at each other, then jumped out from the reeds where they were hiding, and pounced on the cultists guarding the cave entrance like direwolves.

The master-level silver sword turned into a silver arc of light, slashing from top to bottom, directly into the shoulder of a cultist who had no time to react.

The latter's eyes darkened and he fell to his knees with a thud.

The blood in his mouth kept gushing out like a fountain.

A slightly warm feeling flowed along the weapon into Lynn's body.

Correspondingly, the vitality quickly disappeared from the cultist's body.

Then the witcher loosened his grip on the sword and dodged to the side.

Dodge the pitchforks that come from the side.

As fast as lightning, he grabbed the pitchfork handle with one hand and slapped the pitchfork owner's chest with his right hand.

"Alder."

The master-level seal, coupled with the high-level Paicui's elixir and the blessing of "mutation enhancement", the power of the Alder seal was amplified to an incredible level.

Bang!
The explosion of the magic seal at this extremely close distance directly blew through the cultist's internal organs and back.

Lynn threw away the pitchfork stained with blood and flesh, and calmly pulled out the silver sword from the corpse of the previous cultist.

Then, as if he had eyes on his back, he spun his body as if dancing, drawing a perfect semicircle with the sword.

The sword effortlessly split the skull of a cultist who was trying to attack Lynn from behind.

On the other side, Geralt also successfully eliminated three cultists.

The whole process happens in just a few breaths.

After killing the cultists at the cave entrance, the two called Maximus and Regis over, and then entered the cave together.

The light in the cave is dim.

A damp smell filled the air.

It makes people feel a cold and uncomfortable feeling.

The sound of dripping water could be heard from time to time.

The ground under my feet was slippery and wet, and I had to be careful with every step forward.

The expected attack did not happen, and there were no other forks in the cave. They walked forward for several minutes until they were blocked by a dark pool of water.

At this time, Regis stood up and volunteered.

"Lynn, I think I should go ahead and explore the way this time. You, Geralt, and the Sir should stay behind."

"I don't mean to look down on you."

"But even for a demon hunter, underwater combat is probably difficult."

Lynn nodded.

Geralt had no objection.

They both already knew Regis's true identity.

That is, he is actually a high-level vampire.

An existence that is truly infinitely close to immortality.

Apart from other high-level vampires, or legendary warlocks like Alzu, "Pure White" Rafard, and Viggofortz, few creatures can truly threaten Regis' life.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Regis."

Lynn said politely.

Maximus was stunned.

He doesn't know what a high-level vampire is.

In his impression, Regis was just an ordinary barber.

He was about to say something when he saw Regis smiling and winking at him as if he understood what he was thinking.

Then, right in front of the Knight Errant, it transformed into a cloud of mist and dived into the pool, stirring up a splash of water. Maximus opened his mouth wide, his mind blank.

Geralt was not surprised. High-level vampires couldn't even be killed by a pitchfork, so turning into mist was nothing.

Compared to this, he couldn't help but feel depressed that Lynn and Regis decided his actions without his permission.

"Can't you two ask for my opinion first? Why do you always make decisions for me?"

Listening to the tone of a complaining woman.

Lynn understood.

He readily performed the courtesy of a subject to Geralt.

"Well then, esteemed Master Geralt, would you be willing to stay with me?"

"I am truly honored to be in the company of such a powerful witcher master as you. I am overwhelmed with tears and speechless."

Veins popped out of Geralt's forehead.

"Lin En, are you Ye's brother's illegitimate child? Do you know that your tone is very similar to hers?"

"She also uses honorifics, like 'dear friend', when she's upset."

The Ye that Geralt was referring to was Yennefer.

The entanglement between him and Yennefer is the kind that is difficult to cut off and sort out.

Every time he meets Yennefer, Geralt becomes obedient.

Some people may think that Geralt is a bootlicker.

The problem is that he really licked the goddess.

Instead of not being able to lick it, you can only hide in a dark corner and secretly drop the little pearls.

……

Ten minutes later, a cloud of mist floated out from under the water and transformed into the appearance of the barber again.

"Okay, I've eliminated all the dangers underwater. But the exit to the surface is a place similar to a gathering place. Probably all the cultists gather there. Remember to stay quiet after you swim out of the water."

Lynn asked, "How long does it take to swim across?"

"At a normal person's speed, it won't take ten minutes."

So they took action.

All three of them took off their coats and armor, leaving only their shirts and shorts.

Then he followed Regis into the icy water.

The dark environment underwater is even darker than that in the cave.

However, Lynn and Geralt both took the Advanced Cat Potion, so the dim environment had no effect on them.

Regis is a high-level vampire and has darkvision without any potions.

Only Maximus was almost blind underwater.

Can't see anything clearly.

Fortunately, the two witchers sandwiched him in the middle, one on each side, and swam forward with him.

This way the Knight Errant won't get lost underwater.

Following behind Regis, Lynn also noticed.

There were several bodies floating in the water.

The degree of mutation and clothing of these corpses are exactly the same as those of the cultists guarding the cave entrance.

And he died not long ago.

Apparently, he was killed by Regis who had come down earlier to explore the way.

……

After swimming underwater for a few minutes, I could finally see some light on the water surface ahead.

Lynn and Geralt swam out of the water with Maximus in one go.

Regis, who was at the front, made a silencing gesture to the two of them.

Lin En nodded slightly.

Then start observing your surroundings.

He noticed the space here, which was about the size of a gymnasium.

And it has obviously been artificially processed, with the terrain being flat and open.

At the deepest part of the cave, there is a portrait.

The painting shows a humanoid creature standing on the raging waves of the sea.

He is four meters tall.

No facial features.

The only organ on its face is a huge mouth that constantly drips seawater.

Dozens of cultists knelt in front of the statue.

Apparently, all the cultists in Innsmouth are here.

At this moment, a cultist priest appeared who was different from other cultists. He was wearing a long robe and a strange crown on his forehead.

It was as if I heard a voice from the unknown.

He suddenly turned his head.

Those fish-like eyes stared at the people who had just climbed out of the water.

The next moment, a shrill roar was heard.

All the cultists were alarmed.

The entire meeting hall was in an uproar.

(End of this chapter)