Geralt of Rivia: The White Wolf

The next second, the two Lickers that had eaten JD's head began to mutate and evolve.

At the same time, two Lickers landed in front of Geralt, but were frozen by Geralt's Aard Freeze Sign.

At this point, Geralt's magic power was running low, not enough to cast a full sign.

"Run! Get on the train!"

Ignoring everyone else, Geralt drew his steel sword from his back and charged toward the two frozen Lickers.

Everything happened so fast that no one was prepared.

Ryan stared at JD's headless corpse, frozen in place, unable to accept it.

Of the entire mercenary squad, JD had the best relationship with her.

"Let's go, Rain!"

As Kaplan fled, he grabbed Rain and started running.

Like a soulless puppet, Rain was pulled along by Kaplan, instinctively running towards the train.

The rest of the people also frantically ran onto the train.

Geralt approached, raised his sword above his head with both hands, and then slashed down with force. His remaining magic gathered on the blade, forming a dark red slash.

After two moves of the New Year's greeting sword technique, the Licker, which had been frozen, was split in two.

Geralt also received the notification sound of the main god's kill reward.

Geralt then raised his crossbow and fired arrows at the two mutating Lickers.

But something unexpected happened: the arrow only pierced the tip before being squeezed out by the Licker's writhing, dark red muscles.

Unlike before, it didn't penetrate in.

Seeing this, Geralt's expression also turned serious, and he quickly glanced at his watch:

"5 minutes left!"

Yes, there are only 5 minutes left until the mission ends and we return to the Main God Space.

Geralt glanced quickly at Zheng Zha and the others who had already run to the train, and without hesitation, pulled out the last alchemical bomb from his pocket.

Advanced North Wind Bomb!

Geralt's magic surged from his fingertips into the alchemical bomb in his hand. After sensing the energy being activated, he deliberately lingered in his hand for half a second before throwing it immediately.

Geralt then flicked his wrist, sending the North Wind Bomb flying in an arc, precisely aimed at the two evolving Lickers.

The alchemical bomb that Geralt threw exploded right above the heads of the two Lickers before it even hit the ground.

In an instant, an icy blue light burst forth.

Before the two Lickers could react, they were frozen into two ice sculptures of icy blue.

"Damn it, they're still alive!"

Geralt didn't receive the kill notification from the main god, cursed under his breath, raised his crossbow, and fired two more arrows.

Two arrows were fired, striking precisely the heads of the two Licker ice sculptures.

"Click, click..."

Spiderweb-like cracks spread across the Licker ice sculpture.

With a loud crash, the two Lickers, frozen into ice sculptures, shattered and scattered across the ground along with chunks of ice.

Afterwards, Geralt finally received the kill reward notification from the main god.

"Geralt, hurry up and get on!"

"The train is about to depart!"

Just then, Zhan Lan stood in front of the train door and shouted at Geralt.

Geralt, too, strode forward at full speed and caught the train at the last second before it started moving.

"call……"

Geralt entered the carriage and let out a long sigh of relief.

The depletion of his magic power made Geralt feel somewhat tired for the first time since entering the Hive.

The train slowly moved towards the ground along the tracks.

Needless to say, Geralt was already feeling exhausted, and the others were in no better shape.

The intense mental strain caused everyone to expend a great deal of physical energy.

Ryan sat by the car door with her head drooping, while a female medic said some comforting words to her.

Zhu Peng, who was in the car, mustered his strength and walked with difficulty to Geralt's side, asking, "Brother Geralt, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!"

Geralt shook his head and looked at his watch again.

Seeing this, Zheng Zha understood immediately and smiled easily:

"One more minute, this nightmare is finally going to end."

Kaplan, standing to the side, also spoke with a tone of relief:

"Yes, we finally boarded the train before the deadline."

suddenly!

"Thump!"

A loud bang came from the top of the carriage, and a noticeable inward bulge appeared in the carriage.

Seeing this, Geralt couldn't help but curse:

"Again!"

As if reacting to a sudden urge, Kaplan immediately shouted:

"It's a licker!"

The next second, a strange noise came from the train door, and Kaplan's expression changed as he faced the door.

He discovered that the valve on the train door was not engaged, and the train door was simply closed.

"No……"

Before he could finish speaking, the train doors swung open, and the Licker, hanging upside down from the roof, thrust its gaping maw inside.

The Licker stretched out its long tongue and wrapped it around the waist of the medic who was comforting Ryan.

"don't want……"

The female medic let out a sharp bang and gripped the door frame tightly with her fingers.

Geralt arrived once more, and a flash of cold light streaked across the sky, severing the Licker's tongue.

Ryan, who was standing there stunned, finally came to her senses and quickly grabbed the female medic and dragged her into the carriage.

The licker let out a hiss, the broken tongue further aggravating it.

It grabbed the door frame with its two paws and pulled hard to both sides.

The car door, which only allowed one person to enter at a time, was suddenly torn open.

The Lickers seized the opportunity and quickly ejected into the carriage.

Seeing Geralt blocking its way, the Licker's dark red muscle fibers writhed and exerted force as it swung its massive claws toward Geralt.

Geralt executed a clean roll, landing to the Licker's side. He then swung his steel sword upwards, slicing it back along the Licker's abdomen.

The Licker, in pain, whipped Geralt away with its spiked tail.

At that moment, Alice somehow obtained a sharp steel pipe and shoved it directly into the Licker's mouth.

Geralt, on the other hand, quickly got up and leaped high into the air above the Licker.

Geralt, suspended in mid-air, gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, the steel blade pointing straight down, and plunged it deep into the Licker's exposed, grayish-white brain.

The next second, space distorted, and Geralt felt everything go black before his eyes, and then he knew nothing more.

When Geralt opened his eyes again, he looked warily at the ground beneath him.

The Licker whose head he had pierced with his steel sword had vanished without a trace.

If it weren't for the bloodstains on the sword, Geralt would have thought the Licker was just an illusion.