A fantastical journey across the heavens, beginning with the Witcher.

Not long after the medicine was sprayed, a slightly strange, fishy smell spread, and with a night breeze, it drifted into the depths of the dense forest.

Li De took out an apple, leaned against a tree, ate it while waiting, scratched his head sheepishly, and sat down on the ground. He soon fell asleep.

Time passed slowly, and a harsh, piercing roar erupted from the depths of the dense forest, the sound waves causing the withered leaves on the branches to fall in a rustling sound.

Immediately afterwards, a massive, dark red figure violently smashed through layers of dense vines, charging out like a mad bull, bringing with it a stench. It rushed straight to the area where the medicinal scent was strongest, then abruptly stopped, its four hooves carving four deep furrows in the ground.

This is a terrifying and bizarre creature.

The head is a deformed hybrid of a goat and a carnivore, with two thick, gnarled horns that twist and turn menacingly, and three goat eyeballs covered with hideous blood vessels.

His entire body was violently stretched open by bulging muscles, and his taut skin was covered with cracks. With each breath, the churning flesh and blood could be seen beneath the skin.

A sparse, grayish-white tuft of hair hung from its neck, covered with dark brown scabs and grime.

The four limbs resembled a combination of hooves and claws, with the skin at the knuckles worn raw, revealing the bluish-gray finger bones beneath.

The horned demon spewed out murky white breath from its nostrils, its enormous head constantly turning from side to side, searching for the source of the smell that had enraged it.

"Damn it, why do all monsters of the Remnant category look like this?"

Li De shook his head and sighed, drawing his silver sword, Godwell.

Sensing the killing intent, the horned demon abruptly turned its gaze, and in its gray-blue field of vision, it could only see two creatures, one large and one small.

I don't recognize the small one; it's no threat. I do recognize the big one; it's the same guy who hit it with a stone block a few days ago.

Its limited brain capacity couldn't support much thinking; the moment it recognized the enemy, boundless rage surged through its blood and into its brain.

Just do it!

The three eyes, already scarlet, now looked as if they were soaked in blood.

"hold head high!"

The horned demon pawed at the ground with its four limbs, its massive body propelled by powerful muscles, moving with lightning speed as it directly rammed into the demon hunter with its most powerful offensive weapon—its two horns.

Li De liked these straightforward monsters the most. He suddenly exerted force with his feet and shifted his body several body lengths to the left to avoid the charge.

The horned demon had no concept of brakes, nor could it brake, and crashed heavily into the ancient tree behind Li De.

boom!

The tree trunk trembled violently, green leaves scattered, and wood chips flew everywhere, demonstrating the force of the impact.

Before the monster could turn around, the tip of the silver sword was already aimed at its side ribs and thrust forward swiftly.

The silver sword was sharp, but the horned demon's flesh was not made of mud. Although it looked bloodied and like a skinned corpse, it was actually extremely tough.

The sword tip pierced through the thick skin and got stuck in the muscles, unable to advance any further.

Enraged, the monster felt almost no pain, but it could sense something attacking it. It immediately swung its hooves and claws, sweeping to the side.

Li De drew his sword and retreated, dodging the attack. He then gripped the steel sword with both hands and pointed it directly at the monster's third eye on its forehead.

The horned demon dodged, but the silver sword missed its third eye, instead grazing its eye socket and severing its left eye.

The pressure inside the bloodshot eyeball was extremely high, and as soon as a small incision was made, a thick stream of blood gushed out.

"hold head high!!"

The pain of a broken skin is bearable, but this is just too much to bear.

The monster roared in pain, its two sharp claws sweeping back and forth, combined with the thrusting, stabbing, and ramming of its hard ram horns, making it extremely aggressive.

But it's straightforward; it's fast and fierce, but not flexible enough.

Li De simply circled around quickly, seizing every opportunity to strike with his sword.

Without charging up, a casual slash has only moderate killing power, barely breaking through the skin.

In addition, the monster's recovery speed was extraordinary. All its injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than half a minute, even its bleeding eyeballs had healed, though they were somewhat shriveled and obviously unable to see.

But Li De's original purpose was not to kill, but to use the intense pain caused to the monster by the silver sword to constantly stimulate the horned demon and deplete its strength.

The simpleton, who had been awakened, did not rush over to fight immediately. Instead, he scratched his head and wandered around the ground, looking for a suitable weapon.

Soon, he found a blue stone the size of a human head under the roots of an ancient tree. It was heavy and just the right weight. He immediately grabbed it in his hand, his eyes shining as he stared at the battlefield, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Seeing the thief-like fool, Li De immediately changed tactics, deliberately luring the horned demon to crash into the tree again.

boom!

The monster hesitated for a moment, and Hanhan seized the opportunity, mustered all his strength, and swung his thick arm violently, throwing the blue stone.

A stone weighing at least twenty kilograms slammed into the giant horn of the ram-horned demon with a dull whistling sound. The hard bluestone shattered upon impact, causing the monster's head to jerk to the side and its roar to pause for a beat.

The horned demon turned to look at the troll who was still in a throwing posture, its rough teeth grinding together. Completely ignoring the moving demon hunter, it charged towards the simpleton like a madman.

But right now, it's a righteous two against one.

Turning your back to the Witcher was an incredibly foolish decision.

Seizing the perfect opportunity, Li De raised his silver sword high, instantly gathering power. The orange glow of the broken, enchanted sword wrapped around its blade, dazzlingly bright.

bass!

The blade cleaved through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and the orange-red sword energy slashed straight towards the monster's lower body.

With a piercing scream, the ram's tail snapped off instantly, and blood gushed from its hind legs.

This powerful blow was unlike the previous minor skirmish; it sliced ​​off a third of the horned demon's hind leg, leaving a deep wound that exposed the bone.

The horned demon, who had just taken a step forward, almost fell to the ground. The pain made him even more frenzied, and he tried to turn around and fight back despite his injuries.

The clumsy creature had already rushed forward, its huge fist whistling through the air, and slammed hard into its forehead.

"Troll Demon... Attack!"

The simpleton shouted slogans, swinging his fists with great force, smashing them against the monster's head with a resounding thud, just like he usually smashed stones.

The horned demon was stunned by the first punch, since it used the top of its head, not its forehead, to ram things.

The simpleton's punch landed precisely on the third eye, sending a tingling, numbing, and excruciating pain deep into the brain.

The subsequent punches didn't cause much damage, but they locked the horned demon in place, preventing it from turning around.

Li De had already closed in again, his second sword striking precisely the wound from the previous strike, deepening the wound that was just beginning to heal.

In the critical moment, the monster regained its senses.

It had a premonition that if it gave the Witcher behind it just two more seconds, it would definitely lose its back leg. So it immediately disregarded everything and tried its best to turn around and counterattack.

But Hanhan was already caught up in the excitement, his thick arms tightly gripping the horned demon's head, his legs pushing off the ground, and he was wrestling with it.

Despite the monster swinging its hooves and claws, striking his stone armor until sparks flew, it refused to let go.

"Well done."

Li De secretly praised him in his heart.

Having tanks is convenient.

Without saying a word, he immediately delivered the third heavy blow.

The sword blade sliced ​​through the air, and the hind leg landed on the ground.