The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 288 The target is the fork-tailed dragon

Lynn stood up from the ground.

He turned around and looked at the big tree beside the mine.

Before leaving, he did not forget to set fire to the two bodies.

Although no corpse-eating creatures have been attracted so far, it does not mean that the corpses can be left here alone.

Besides, even if there are no necrophagous creatures coming to visit, corpses left for too long will still cause plagues and infectious diseases.

Lynn used the Igni Sign to set the body on fire.

They then searched the area around the mine for a while, and finally found a lot of bloodstains scattered on the ground outside the forest not far from the mine.

He looked up.

With his sharp eyes, he noticed that there were traces of blood on one of the big trees.

Especially at the top of this big tree, there is a branch that looks like it has been pierced by something and broken.

There were also obvious marks around, as if left by something hitting it.

By now, he probably understood.

"I've almost figured it out. Things should be like this:"

"It was a young fork-tailed dragon. It killed and caught a sheep, but the sheep was too heavy for it to fly. It could only fly a short distance from the ground. It ended up crashing into a large tree in this forest, and the trunk pierced its eye."

"The roaring noises heard by the mine owner and other workers must be this."

"The injured fork-tailed dragon cub instinctively threw the sheep out, and by sheer luck, it landed on the head of the unlucky miner, Laki."

"This is what happened. It wasn't the wrath of the gods, nor was it a natural disaster. It was purely an accident. However, before returning to report, we must first deal with that fork-tailed dragon, otherwise there will be another accident like this."

"The fork-tailed dragon cub was injured, and there was a lot of blood on the ground. It shouldn't be difficult to find it."

Lynn followed the blood trail.

After walking about ten meters, I saw a small amount of vague bloodstains on the grass.

"It's the blood of a fork-tailed dragon cub. It's faintly visible. I'm going in the right direction."

After walking another fifty meters, the bloodstains on the grass became more and more numerous and obvious.

"It started bleeding heavily, quite a bit. It looks like the injury is more serious than I thought."

Lin En drew out the grandmaster-level silver sword from behind him.

Never take monster injuries lightly.

Monsters go berserk when they smell blood—even their own.

The movement will not be much slower.

As the exploration continued, it gradually darkened.

Demon hunters have better night vision than humans.

But to be on the safe side, he took out a high-level cat potion from his magic pattern leather bag and drank it.

As the drug took effect, the whole world became brighter.

He continued to follow the bloodstains on the ground for about twenty minutes.

In addition to bloodstains, there were also many claw marks on the ground.

Obviously, it can't fly anymore.

As the pursuit continued, the claw marks became more and more obvious, and not long after, more dragging and friction marks appeared on the ground.

"The injury was so severe that it didn't even have the strength to crawl."

The corners of Lynn's mouth rose slightly.

This meant he might be able to save some energy.

But his joy didn't last long, as he discovered more new footprints on the grass not far away.

The new footprints were clearly different from the previous ones and clearly belonged to another dragon.

"A second dragon landed here. It was larger. It brought food to the smaller one. After the smaller one's injuries healed, they flew away together, probably returning to their lair."

Monsters are like this, their vitality is much stronger than that of humans.

Especially dragon-like creatures, as long as they are not killed at the time and have food, clean water and a safe environment, they can survive.

But Lynn was not discouraged.

Although there were no footprints on the ground, there were still traces of blood.

Moreover, the smaller one was still bleeding.

Just follow the blood trail and you will find the nest.

……

After half an hour.

"The blood is gone."

Lin En looked down at the last pool of blood on the ground. He looked around and finally his eyes fell on a nearby hilltop.

The hill is not high, only a dozen meters from the ground.

But Lynn, standing below, could smell the scent brought down by the wind.

That's the body odor of monsters.

There is no doubt that the lair of the fork-tailed dragon must be on the top of the mountain.

Now that the location of the monster's lair has been determined, Lin En is not in a hurry to go up.

Instead, he first took out the high-level thunder potion, high-level Paicui's elixir, and high-level tawny owl potion from the magic pattern leather bag and drank them.

After drinking several bottles of potions, plus the cat potion that had not yet worn off, Lin En felt that the toxicity in his body was far from reaching its limit.

You can even add a few more bottles.

This is the benefit of "Mutation Enhancement" and "Lead-Filled Stomach".

"Mutation Enhancement" reduced the toxicity of all potions by 30%, and "Lead Stomach" increased his poison resistance by 100%.

So that he can drink more potions.

For demon hunters, potions represent combat power.

But for now, just drinking these potions is enough.

Lin En climbed to the top of the mountain and smelled a mixed stench from a distance. In addition to the monster's body odor, there was also the smell of rotting animals thrown into the monster's nest as food.

And in the nest, there were two fork-tailed dragons, one big and one small.

He noticed that the fork-tailed dragon cub had a wound on its eye, which confirmed his previous guess.

At first glance, the creature called the Forktail Dragon is somewhat similar to the Velociraptor, except that it lacks a pair of forelimbs and has an extra pair of wings.

There are sharp horns on its head and back.

But the scariest thing is their tails.

The name of the fork-tailed dragon comes from the long, pointed protrusion at the end of its tail.

Once hit by their tails, even the shield will be smashed to pieces, and even if you are wearing plate armor, you will be either dead or injured.

It is precisely because sending troops to eliminate monsters is too cost-effective that people need demon hunters.

Lin En quietly pulled out the grandmaster-level silver sword from behind him, bent over and squatted, and slowly walked out.

Until the big fork-tailed dragon seemed to sense something.

Lin En no longer hesitated, took out an advanced Foehn bomb and threw it hard.

Bang!
The huge explosion caused two fork-tailed dragons, one big and one small, to fall to the ground while wailing in pain.

Seeing this, Lin En kicked the ground hard with his right foot, and the sole of his boot rubbed against the grass with a hissing sound. Then, he rushed forward like an arrow.

At his current speed, he could cross the twenty-meter distance in just a moment.

The two fork-tailed dragons were still in a state of dizziness caused by the foehn bomb.

The skin on the neck of a fork-tailed dragon is thick and tough, and normally it takes several blows to cut off its neck.

But Lin En didn't use the sword, but slapped out with his left hand.

Hit the fork-tailed dragon's head.

"Alder!"

A circle of white ripples exploded.

With the blessing of "Magic Burst", high-level Paicui's elixir, and "Mutation Enhancement", the power of the seal is completely different from before, and has been superimposed to an incredible level.

A terrifying gust of air, like a tidal wave, erupted at close range, like a sledgehammer, hitting the fork-tailed dragon's head hard.

The latter's head exploded like a watermelon, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

But this is not over yet.

The demon hunter badge on Lynn's chest trembled slightly.

In fact, he had already noticed it without the badge's reminder.

He bent his body backward, making a movement similar to the iron bridge.

At the same time, the grandmaster-level silver sword in his right hand stabbed upwards.

The fork-tailed dragon cub that pounced towards him flew over Lynn's head.

There was a big cut in his stomach from the Grandmaster-level silver sword.

The fork-tailed dragon cub wailed, banged its head against the ground, and slid forward several meters, plowing a trail on the ground.

"Igni."

A terrifying red torrent gushed out from the palm of his hand and shot towards the fork-tailed dragon cub.

The latter was engulfed by flames and was roasted into charcoal before he could even utter a moan.

(End of this chapter)