I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

As soon as Evan said this, the Fog Brain Plague's automatic counterattack effect took effect instantly.

The two people who had just rushed to Evan's side suddenly froze in place, their eyes glazed over, as if they had forgotten what they were supposed to do.

Just as Evan was about to capture the two...

Surprisingly, the two of them recovered from the fog-induced mental fog in less than a second.

"What!?"

The three of them simultaneously uttered a surprised and puzzled sound.

The assassin duo were filled with confusion and shock. They couldn't understand what had attacked them.

Although they used the magic array here to purify their negative status, they still couldn't figure out the opponent's attack methods.

Just as the two were preparing to attack...

quack!quack!

A harsh friction followed by a cracking sound rang out.

Then Ivan easily shook off the two skulls that were biting his ankles.

This posture doesn't look like someone caught in a supernatural trap; it looks more like someone casually crushed two cardboard boxes on the roadside!

!!!

Seeing Ivan's bronzed state, he actually managed to break free from the restraints of the level four trap artifact!

They even kicked the magical artifact to pieces, and both of them stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape involuntarily.

"This is... an expert-level witcher!?"

call!

Just as the two were stunned into silence, the incredibly swift hand had already grabbed them.

"Split up and run!"

Night Owl let out a loud roar.

With just one glance, the two knew that this freak was definitely not someone of their caliber to handle.

"I was incredibly stupid to accept such a ridiculous request!"

Both of them felt deep regret, but these emotions were fleeting.

At this moment, they have only one thought in their minds: to survive!

As the two left, one on each side, Ivan's face remained full of a sunny and cheerful smile.

"Are you the owners of this place? Don't run away!"

As he spoke, the structure of the cane in Ivan's hand changed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed from a normal cane into a gray-white spear with a streamlined and incredibly smooth surface.

The moment the brass hand gripped the spear, numerous yellow-green patterns were infused into the spear's shaft.

Over there, a dark owl was rapidly trying to escape through the gap, following the shadows in the corner.

Faced with this situation, Ivan gripped the spear in his hand and hurled it forward at an extremely fast speed.

Whoosh!

The moment the incredibly piercing sound rang out, the spear seemed to traverse space, pinning the night owl's black shape directly to the wall.

Ah!

The shadowy figure let out a scream, and then numerous incredibly sharp tentacles emerged from the shadows, wrapping around the spear and attempting to break it.

However, this behavior is no less than trying to cut through steel with a leaf.

Those seemingly incredibly sharp tentacles couldn't even scratch the spear in the slightest.

Meanwhile, during this process, the yellow-green energy on the spear had already merged into the Night Owl's body.

In less than a second, the black mass transformed into the body of a young man.

The young man was impaled against the wall by the spear, and at the same time, strange patches appeared on his skin.

Most importantly, the young man's eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to have forgotten who he was.

"Who am I? Chum! I...I'm a mouse! Chum..."

"???"

Upon seeing this guy's mutterings, Evan's eye twitched slightly.

"Damn it, a grown man infected with the virus is trying to act cute with me?!"

That was just now, Ivan's attempt to use the extraordinary virus he had just acquired.

The main substance injected was the first type of Dark Cognition Plague.

It's clear that the owl now considers itself a mouse.

With a casual flick of his wrist, the spear flew back into Evan's hand at incredible speed.

Ivan didn't kill the guy directly, after all, some information needed to be compared between the two sides.

After subduing the night owl, Ivan turned to look at the fleeing witcher.

The female witcher seemed to have a lot of experience in escaping; she didn't run towards the gate.

Because the Witcher knew very well that her physical abilities were no match for this freak.

So she plunged into the villa, because there were still many traps she had set inside.

The witcher hoped these traps would keep Evan occupied, giving her time to escape through the tunnels.

After saying "Keep an eye on the prisoners" to the gold, Evan vanished from his spot in an instant.

The female witch who had fled deep into the villa was covered in sweat, her face filled with panic and terror.

"Damn it! What kind of freak is this guy!?"

"He actually crushed the beast's fangs with his bare hands!?"

"That's a level four magical artifact! Even a master-level demon would be trapped by it for a few seconds!"

Although he was thinking about it, he didn't stop walking.

The nimble body swiftly dodged several traps and squeezed through a gap.

After passing through three more doors, she could escape through the tunnel.

boom!

But at that moment, a heavy footstep suddenly rang out.

Upon hearing that voice, the witcher's heart skipped a beat.

She instinctively turned her head to look, and then saw Ivan catching up to her at an extremely fast speed.

And now, all the traps she left behind are completely useless!

First, there was an explosion involving highly toxic gases.

After stepping on it, this guy, facing those highly toxic gases, actually inhaled all of them in one gulp, just like he was smoking.

Then, without batting an eye, he smiled at himself while puffing out clouds of smoke: "This tastes pretty good. Where did you get the recipe?"

"Ahhh!!"

Seeing such a terrifying scene and that bizarre smile, the witch hunter felt her hair stand on end.

She hurriedly went through a door and slammed the cast-iron door shut behind her.

Just as the witcher seized the opportunity and frantically pulled out a bottle of potion to drink...

Squeak~~

With a piercing squeaking sound, the witcher saw that the guy had ripped the cast iron door apart with his bare hands, as if he were tearing a book.

The terrifying visual impact caused the female witcher's hand to tremble, and the potion bottle fell directly to the ground.

"Damn it! Why didn't I take a bottle of Iron Blood Potion beforehand!?"

Believing she had victory in the bag, the witch focused all her attention on the trap.

After all, those potions are poisonous, so it's best to avoid them if possible.

As soon as Evan stepped through the cast-iron gate, the trap was triggered again.

Suddenly, five human heads rose into the air and emitted a chilling shriek at Evan.

The shriek was quite penetrating, and the female witchers fleeing ahead instinctively covered their ears.

Then, the witch's pupils, which had shrunk to their limit, saw that Ivan remained expressionless, while the five heads, which had been shouting, suddenly fell silent and clattered to the ground.

"Master above! What the hell is this monster?!"

"Why is his body so terrifying, and his soul so resilient!?"

"And why is this guy immune to those extraordinary poisons that can instantly knock someone unconscious!?"

You should know that those poisons have undergone various purification and processing, and even a witcher would feel dizzy and lethargic after smelling them.

After taking the inhalant, this guy didn't seem dizzy at all; on the contrary, he felt even more energetic!

Just then, Ivan, who was chasing behind, stepped into the third trap.

Accompanied by a burst of scorching light, a large amount of golden holy water from the sun rained down from the sky.

Seeing this, the female witch in front gritted her teeth: "You're still not dead?!"

This time, Ivan didn't try to withstand the attack head-on. Then, the witch saw that Ivan's white staff suddenly transformed into a large, pure white umbrella, easily blocking all the holy water raindrops.

The female witcher was about to have a meltdown: "Bullshit!"

"This thing can transform! And that staff is a magical artifact too? How come I can't sense any extraordinary aura at all!?"

Having passed through the raindrops of holy water, Evan was now less than ten meters away from the witch hunter.

Seeing the rapidly approaching Grim Reaper, the Witcher roared and detonated all the remaining traps.

Soon, various spikes, collapses, explosions, and monsters appeared again...

Five or six traps detonated simultaneously, but they had no effect on Ivan's body!

Ivan, who was chasing after him, was like an unstoppable giant, his body indestructible and his soul unfathomable!

Those traps had no effect on him whatsoever, like a gentle breeze.

The female witcher ahead saw the escape route close at hand. She suddenly pushed off with both legs, her body transforming into a sharp sword as she charged straight into the doorway.

But just as the Witcher's body lifted off the ground...

boom!

The burly body descended from the sky, pinning the witch beneath him.

The powerful impact left the witch struggling to breathe. After coughing violently twice, she was pinned to the floor and, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the impact, immediately pleaded.

"Sir! We were also entrusted with this task!"

"Please spare my life! I'll do anything you ask if you'll spare my life!"

Then, the female witcher, who had just looked ordinary, suddenly became incredibly beautiful.

"I have the ability to change shape, and I can fulfill all your needs. I can become whoever you like!"

As she spoke, the female witcher tried to puff out her chest beneath her leather armor, attempting to demonstrate her worth.

Upon hearing this, Ivan bent down, carefully examining the beautiful witch hunter, and then looked at her with disdain.

"I still prefer nature; technology can go to hell!"

Although the witcher didn't quite understand the meaning of those words, she could tell that Evan wasn't going to let her go.

The next instant, the female witcher's left arm suddenly pierced through Evan's grip and stabbed towards Evan's face at an extremely fast speed.

Evan then realized that the female witcher was using her ability to change her face to cover up the black blood on her face.

The female witch has just taken her last life-saving potion: the Ghost Potion.

The female witch beneath him transformed into a ghostly form, her arm trailing a green streak of light that pierced through Ivan's hand and arm, striking him in the face with incredible speed and precision.

This was the first time Evan had encountered such an enemy. He instinctively tried to shield himself, but the ethereal body of the enemy passed right through his arm.

Just as the silvery-white spikes were less than a centimeter from her face, the Witcher suddenly materialized.

"die!!!"

You can see that the female witcher's posture is ferocious, and her face is full of pain.

Ghost Potion, as a mid-level potion capable of altering the physical state, is extremely harmful to the Witcher's body.

This thing is generally used as the ultimate means of survival, and at the same time, it is the ultimate killing move to kill the enemy in one blow.

In fact, the Witcher could choose to take this potion to escape directly.

But she was not willing to give up!

Ingesting this potion causes extremely serious permanent damage to one's body.

Even if they manage to escape, they might still be skinned alive and dismembered by their enemies.

After all, no one could predict what would happen during those two weeks of weakness.

So now that things have come to this point, the Witcher is ready to go all out.

"You are doomed!!"

The current Witcher is incredibly confident in her attack!

Boom!

With a strange scraping sound, the witch's crazed expression froze in mid-air.

Because she saw that her pure silver spike, which was imbued with a sacred aura, was easily bitten by Ivan with his teeth.

"Master, please!"

The witch was stunned by what she saw.

"How is this possible? The Bloodthirsty Clan is absolutely weak! This magical artifact has even received the blessing of the sun!"

"Anyone who touches a Bloodthirsty Seed will be severely burned and immediately fall into a state of weakness."

"Why!?"

But the situation didn't allow her to think too much, so she immediately activated the magic array within.

"die!!"

In an instant, a bright light burst forth from the spikes like a flashlight, illuminating Ivan's entire head.

"You're still not dead?!" The witch's face was contorted with rage as she let out a triumphant shriek.

In that light that symbolized hope, she even began to imagine what other forms the cane might take, and whether it would be suitable for her...

But a few seconds later, when the light faded...

The witcher was completely numb.

The face before me, bathed in the sacred sunlight, showed no signs of decay or burning.

Instead, it gave his skin a bright glow.

That posture was exactly the same as the disciples of the sun after they were blessed by the sun!

"This... how could this be..." The female witcher's mind went blank upon seeing this.

However... the truly terrifying things were only just beginning.

quack!

Under the watchful eye of the witch, Evan crushed the pure silver artifact in his teeth, and while chewing, casually took the artifact from the witch's hand.

Then he stuffed it all into his mouth and chewed it comfortably, like chewing a piece of gum.

He chewed while looking at her with a big smile.

"You're actually a pretty nice person!"

"Knowing I only ate a full ten minutes during the eating contest, they even brought me some dessert while shining sunlight on me!"

"Tsk tsk, this silver is so pure! I usually can't bear to eat it!"

Crunch!Crunch!

The ear-piercing sound of metal being squeezed and rubbed echoed continuously in the space.

The witch's golden vertical pupils were bloodshot, her mouth was wide open, her expression was distorted, and she floated in mid-air like a statue.

She watched helplessly as Ivan devoured her mithril artifact, which was imbued with the blessings of the sun.

After the freak in front of me completely chewed and swallowed the thing...

pat!

Vision +1

P.S.: Requesting monthly votes at the end of the month! Waaah, Ivan's ninth place ranking is going to get him kicked!