The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 44 Brother Jie has never fought such a rich battle in his life

"...Oh, you're a patient. We only take care of those with mild symptoms here. For those with serious conditions, please go see the team leader..."

Lynn glanced at the Aberrant on the rotten wooden table.

"What are you doing here? Are you...treating a corpse?"

The female doctor quickly shook her head: "No, no! Of course they are not corpses. Oh my God, how could you have such a horrible idea? I am just helping them receive medication to relieve their pain."

Lin En nodded, and then asked softly, "Are you Alma?"

Alma covered her mouth in surprise.

"How do you know my name?"

"Casti told me, of course."

Alma asked in confusion: "You know the captain? Wait, why have I never heard the captain mention your name?"

Lynn said calmly.

"That's because I met Casti relatively late. Let's not talk about that. Alma, is there anyone else in this place besides you?"

Alma's tone was low.

"The captain, Randy, and Andy are in the innermost area, helping critically ill patients with surgery. You don't know, there are so many critically ill patients, the captain and his team are overwhelmed. I want to help, but I don't have the ability..."

Lin En comforted her, "You've done very well, Alma. Don't be too hard on yourself."

"Thank you, kind sir."

"You're welcome. It's my pleasure. We should go, Alma. We have something to talk to Casti about. It's very important."

Alma nodded understandingly.

She turned around, her back to Lynn again.

At this moment, the silver sword coated with evil spirit oil pierced Alma's heart.

"Rest in peace, Alma."

Looking at Alma's fallen body, Lynn snapped his fingers.

Looking at the female doctor's body burning in front of him.

"I'm still wondering when you'll realize she's not the real Alma."

Geralt beside him said.

"In the books in Kaer Morhen, there's mention of this situation. She's a very special and rare 'evil spirit.' Compared to a true demon spirit, she's too kind and weak. But even so, she shouldn't continue to exist in this world."

Lin En sighed: "Letting her be free is the best option."

Next, after confirming that there was no danger around, Lynn and Geralt began to prepare for the final battle.

The two first checked how much effect was left of the potion they had taken previously.

Drink more potions as needed.

Next, check the alchemical bombs tied around your waist and make sure they are in a position where you can touch and throw them at any time.

After doing all of this, Lynn strode forward.

"Come on, let's get this over with."

……

The deepest cave in the mine was transformed into a temporary field hospital.

A large number of deformed people lay on wooden boards used as stretchers like wounded people.

Of course, these wooden boards have rotted beyond recognition over time.

In the very center of the cave is a wooden table that serves as an operating table.

There was also a deformed person lying on the operating table.

Three figures in tattered blue doctor robes stood around.

"The purpose of surgery is to relieve pain. It's an extension of kindness. The moment I touch the right nerve, see how the patient reacts."

Casti, the leader of the Pharmacist Corps, had a haggard face, his face wrinkled like a dry apple, and there was only endless nothingness and darkness in his eyes.

"Listen to its comforting whispers, to the melody of kindness itself."

"Pray, Andy, and show us the limits of your kindness."

The figure called Andy, with his face wrapped in bandages like a mummy, slowly picked up the scalpel and carefully cut a bloody wound on the deformed man's stomach.

"Stop, steady your hand, be gentle, not heavy. We can't hear the patient's soothing sighs anymore."

"Perhaps it was this unexpected audience that made you tremble."

Accompanied by Casti's voice.

All three figures turned to look at the entrance of the cave.

Lynn and Geralt, holding silver swords, were walking in from the entrance of the cave.

Casti invited, "Come on, step forward and join us. I can see you're here seeking treatment."

Although they had never met before, Lin En was able to identify the three people from their distinct clothing: "Casti?"

"It's me. Do you know me? But I don't have much impression of you. But it doesn't matter."

Casti tilted his head in confusion, but then tried to force a "gentle" smile.

"I can see that you are in pain, and we don't want to see you suffer like this. Come, you and your companion, lie down on the operating table, and let us heal you."

Lynn shook her head.

"Casti, we are here to fulfill your unfulfilled wish."

"You...and all of you are dead. Now, you should rest in peace."

This sentence seemed to be a signal. Geralt, who was standing next to Lynn, swung his left hand.

The honeycomb bomb drew a beautiful arc and flew accurately towards Casti and the other two.

It exploded in the air, turning into countless fragments, and like a torrential rain, it turned Casti and the other two, as well as the deformed person on the stone platform, into sieves.

Andy and Randy fell down without a sound.

But Casti, with his body full of fragments, was still able to stand.

And let out a howl like a banshee.

The terrifying sound waves actually brought with them waves visible to the naked eye, forming a gully on the ground and approaching the two people.

Lynn and Geralt jumped to the sides.

Dodge this sonic attack.

This sound wave was like a horn to summon their companions. The deformed ones lying on the rotten wooden boards sat up in shock from their dying illness and rushed towards the two of them like a tide.

Lin En did not retreat but advanced.

Like a dire wolf, Lin En rushed towards the mutants, dodging the attack of the mutant in front by moving sideways. At the same time, the silver sword drew a silver light in the darkness.

The sword blade cut open the patient's stomach, and dark red blood, which had already become as sticky as slime, fell down in a messy manner.

Lynn took out a hunting knife with his left hand and threw it forward.

Screams sounded.

The hunting knife easily hit the other aberrant's forehead, sinking deep into the handle.

But more Aberrants emerged from everywhere.

Screaming voices surrounded the witcher from all sides.

Lynn made the Yarden Seal and slapped the ground.

A purple light rose from the ground, and all the deformed creatures that entered Aden's trap became sluggish.

It's like entering a swamp.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lynn rushed forward.

With a twist of his wrist, the sword blade with a cold glow slashed out, drawing a semicircle and cutting open the chests and abdomens of the three deformed beings who had stepped into Arden's trap at the same time.

Then he jumped back, raised his silver sword, and split the jaw of the deformed being approaching from another direction.

But more and more deformed people gathered from all directions.

Kill one and two more will appear.

Like a tide, it seems that it can never be killed or destroyed.

……

Lynn and Geralt fought and retreated.

Gradually retreated back to the mine tunnel where we came in.

Although the two seemed to be forced to retreat step by step by the Aberrants, in front of the two witchers with master swordsmanship, the Aberrants left behind several corpses with every step forward.

The cold light flashed, the sword shadows danced, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

And when the two retreated back into the mine, the narrow mine greatly limited the numerical advantage of the deformers.

This meant that Lynn and Geralt only had to face no more than four mutants at a time, and the pressure was suddenly reduced.

Geralt slashed open the stomachs of the two deformed beings with a sword, and took advantage of the gap to slam the Yarden Sign onto the ground.

Then Lynn followed up with an Alder Sign, knocking back all the mutants that were rushing towards him.

Geralt yelled, "Now!"

Lin En heard this.

He took out a Dragon Dream bomb from his waist and threw it out without hesitation.

Dragon's Dream fell into the midst of the oncoming Aberrations and did not react.

At this moment, Lynn snapped his fingers.

The Igni Sign ignited the fuse of the Dragon's Dream.

The next second, a violent eruption of flames engulfed the surging deformer.

This burned at least a dozen deformed people to death.

Unlike Honeycomb Bombs, which are similar to frag grenades, Dragon Dream Bombs release flammable gas that burns violently if exposed to fire.

Alchemical bombs are extremely effective against both humans and monsters.

But demon hunters rarely use alchemical bombs.

Because it's too expensive.

Using alchemical bombs in battle does not mean spending money, but burning money.

Many times, the rewards a demon hunter receives may not even be enough to repair his silver sword and armor.

Not to mention using alchemical bombs.

But it's different now.

Because all the alchemical bombs, including sword oil and potion materials, are provided free of charge by Elder Broval.

Use bombs as you please, no regrets at all.

Therefore, even Geralt, who had been wandering for half his life, had never fought such a prosperous battle.

(End of this chapter)