The Creators: From Night City

"Horse-headed water monster?"

Jiang Bing looked at the legendary sea monster in front of him and silently grasped the cane beside him.

"Have some manners, please. I have a name."

Unexpectedly, the seaweed on the sea monster's body squirmed like a snake, instantly changing its shape and transforming into a girl with a curvy figure. In particular, a large amount of seaweed was concentrated on the facial features, making the other party's head look very real with extremely high resolution, but the lower body was obviously scattered and shapeless due to the scarcity of seaweed.

"What's this?" Jiang Bing muttered in his heart, "You only care about your head and not your butt?"

The sea monster continued speaking, its voice like a young girl: "If you don't know her name, you can call her Kelpi. But who would call her a centaur as soon as they meet? That's really uncultured."

"Don't be so familiar. Your reputation is not very good." Jiang Bing narrowed his eyes slightly, ready to beat the other party at any time.

"I know, I know. Kelpie will lure people on the shore to ride on it, and then take them into the water and drown them, right?" The seaweed girl said this with great emotion and sarcasm.

"Don't tell me you're also a fool who believes rumors."

"I'm now skeptical of that." Jiang Bing propped his cane on the ground. "Tell me, who are you, where are you from, and what do you want to do?"

"That's rude. I'm not your prisoner. I refuse to answer."

Jiang Bing felt that the other party was probably underage, otherwise he wouldn't be so childish.

The staff sword was unsheathed, and under the other party's gaze, the blade was quickly surrounded by magic power.

"I advise you to organize your words better."

"This is what I'm looking for, reckless man." The girl that Kelby transformed into raised her head and looked at the black cat licking its paws beside her.

Jiang Bing was not surprised at all. The cat had almost written its problems on its face, and he was not stupid.

"I'm looking for you, stop doing personal hygiene there."

The cat rolled its eyes in a very anthropomorphic way, and then, as expected, spoke.

"A kelpie, what do you want with me?" the black cat asked, her voice like a quiet priestess.

This seaweed man was obviously much more respectful to the cat.

"Freya's holy messenger, Hordas, needs your assistance." A vivid look of anxiety crossed his face. "The princess has been captured, and Hordas can't find her."

"You should know that those above the water don't care about what's happening below the water." The black cat replied.

"But she was kidnapped." The seaweed girl said this, and then she turned into a horse again and jumped around angrily.

"She was captured by two-legged people and imprisoned on the island, on land." Kelby imitated the wild horses and kept digging at the rocks with his hooves made of seaweed.

"If we can't find the princess and make her stop calling, the Kraken will go mad again, and the king will know. Then it will be the end of Hordas and the princess. If we can't find the princess, Skellige will suffer too."

"Holy Freya's Messenger, please lend a hand and avert an impending disaster."

The black cat turned its gaze towards Jiang Bing.

"Wait a minute!" Jiang immediately expressed his resistance.

"Let me guess, a princess who can summon sea monsters, a mermaid?"

"Don't tell me it's just another love story, with the same old cliché of elopement and deception."

"The princess was kidnapped," Kelpie cried. "By a shark-man with long legs."

Things became more and more mysterious, and the other party's words made Jiang Bing even wonder if it was drunk.

But the black cat's face turned cold, obviously it noticed something from the other party's words.

"This foreign demigod, if you can lend a helping hand, the goddess will not be stingy with her reward."

"Why does everyone like to find thugs? Can't you solve it yourselves?" Jiang Bing felt a little headache.

"Also, I'm not God."

The black cat licked its paw and said, "This matter may involve another alien god. We are bound by a certain oath and cannot take any action."

"Okay, okay, it's better for foreign priests to chant scriptures, right?" Jiang Bing was not interested in the checks and balances between the gods in this world.

"It seems you have guessed something. Tell me the address quickly so we can resolve the issue sooner rather than later."

Chapter 377 Svalblod Sect

"I don't know either." The black cat squatted on the rock, "But the archdruid may have the answers you need. You might try to ask him about the news of Svalblod's remaining forces."

"Holdas has a way." The wild horse made of seaweed kept rolling, as if it saw the dawn and cheered.

"Conch, find a large conch shell and place it to your ear. Listen carefully and you will hear the princess singing. Follow the sound and you will find her. The princess loves to sing and she hums whenever she has free time."

Looking at the cat and the horse (?), Jiang Bing sighed deeply. If he didn't have a request to the Archdruid, he would not want to get involved in this mess.

"That's it." The fisherman picked up his bag, turned around and left, as if he had made some decision.

"Hordas, go and appease the Kraken." Kelby ran towards the sea surface, and when he jumped into the air, he turned into a dolphin made of seaweed and melted into the foam of the tide.

There was only a black cat left squatting on the high platform by the sea, staring at the direction where Jiang Bing left.

Soon, a brown and yellow eagle landed beside it and said, "Do you still need me to keep an eye on him?"

"It's no longer useful. Besides, he's been aware of our existence since the beginning."

The eagle's sharp eyes could still see the other party's back, and this action made Jiang Bing, who was parading across the border with the one-meter-long golden cod, pause slightly.

"Goddess, I still don't understand why He would allow a monstrous demigod to run rampant on the island. Compared to the bloody smell of him, the Lord of the Svalblod Cult, Knut the Merciless, is as harmless as a house dog."

"We naturally cannot glimpse the wisdom and foresight of the goddess, but, Huldas, have you heard of this?"

Huldas fluttered his wings, each feather faintly reflecting a golden glow in the sunlight. "You always like to beat around the bush. What are you talking about?"

The black cat squatted on the stone, carelessly flapping its tail.

"It takes evil to deal with evil."

"So that's why you asked me to bring Kelpie here. Aren't you afraid that he'll cause trouble for you if he finds out you're plotting against him? He doesn't look like someone you'd be happy to get along with."

"Huldas"

The black cat gracefully jumped down from the rock. "Although your eagle eyes are sharp enough to see everything, they can't see through people's hearts."

It walked away with cat-like steps, leaving behind only a meaningful sentence floating in the wind: "He saw it a long time ago. Otherwise, do you really think he was so bored that he had to come here to fish alone?"

When Jiang Bing arrived at the ceremony site, Geralt had just finished moving the things on the longship and was bending over to follow Yennefer in setting up the ceremony site.

"Are these all needed for the ceremony?" Jiang Bing faced the fruits, vegetables, and fresh offal piled all over the floor. He felt that this place looked more like the back kitchen of a kitchen than the site of a druid ceremony.

"certainly"

Mossak was holding a ceramic bowl and stirring an unknown liquid in a clay pot with a wooden spoon.

"Is this also true?"

"This isn't it." The Archdruid picked up the spoon and took a spoonful for himself. "This is the mushroom soup I just made. It's very fresh. Would you like a bowl?"

Looking at the unknown internal organs rising and falling in the earthenware jar, Jiang Bing politely declined.

"There's new progress." The haddock was thrown to the ground by the fisherman who returned with a full load, making a huge and ostentatious noise, which just attracted Geralt's attention.

"I was fishing just now..."

Jiang Bing told the three of them everything that had just happened, and the Archdruid indeed had a deep understanding of the Svalblod sect.

"The Svalbloc sect is a bloody and barbaric religion." The Archdruid's choice of words is very interesting. Freya's messenger called it a cult, but the druids had a different opinion.

"This sect's members despise the weak and worship the supremacy of force. They have a horrific custom of sacrificing living people to their gods. Because of this, at the height of their glory, the sect practically massacred the entire Skellige Archipelago, ultimately being suppressed by the combined forces of the seven great families."

When the Archdruid talked about this sect, his expression was still full of indescribable emotions.

"I participated in the extermination of this sect and destroyed the altar dedicated to Svalblom. After the battle, the clan leaders tied up Svalblom's followers and the priests who praised him, threw them onto a sailless longship, and exiled them to the sea to fend for themselves."

"However, there are still a considerable number of Svalblom followers remaining on the islands. The islanders call them the Welka."

"This sounds like a complete cult."

"Be careful if you fight with them. The fanatics among them are called Svalblod's Berserkers, and they have the ability to transform into bears." The Archdruid was ashamed to talk about this past event. After all, the "Trial of the Bear's Triumph" that allows people to transform into bears requires the support of a druid, which is equivalent to a traitor among them.

"Aren't you going with us?" Geralt grasped the special meaning in Mossack's words.

"I must get in touch with the Kraken. Although I know the whole story, it's better to talk to it and calm it down." The Archdruid considered everything very comprehensively.

"Geralt, please come with me. I believe that with you, this should be no problem."

So Geralt followed Jiang Bing on the journey of the clichéd story of a warrior saving a princess.

However, this team of brave men still has one important thing to do before setting off - they have to go to the dock to get a conch first.

Fortunately, Skellige lacks everything except seafood.

It didn't take much effort for Jiang Bing to dive into the sea. When he emerged again, he was holding two kilograms of sole and a large conch in his hands.

Jiang Bing took out the snail meat, rinsed it in the sea water, and then put it on his ear.

Amidst the white noise that resembles the ebb and flow of the ocean tide, there is a sudden burst of beautiful yet casual humming. The singing is soft and distant, as if expressing a faint sorrow. The sound comes and goes, as if the signal is bad and the intervals are irregular.

So Jiang Bing was like a PHS owner, holding a shell and moving around looking for a signal, almost saying "Wai Wai C."

Fortunately, the mermaid princess did have a good voice, and her singing had a very wide coverage, just like a radio. When Jiang Bing turned the conch to the southwest, the singing suddenly became much clearer.

What are you waiting for? Just follow the direction.

The two boarded the longboat sponsored by Kratz an Klett and sped southeast along the coastline of Great Skellige Island.

After bypassing Faroe Island, guided by the magical conch, Geralt steered the longship north through the gap between Undvik Island and Great Skellige Island.

Chapter 378 Arriving at the Destination

Along the way, the sea breeze was blowing and the blue sea was endless, which made people feel relieved and relieved of the depression in their hearts.

"It is said that Udvik Island has beautiful scenery and is also rich in the local top delicacy, crystal shrimp. However, an ice giant on the island woke up from a long hibernation. After waking up, it destroyed everything on the island. Now the island is completely deserted." Geralt worked as a sailor and a tour guide. He had been here more than once and was very familiar with the surrounding scenery.

"And that tower." Geralt pointed with his oar at a tower on the top of a mountain in the north of Undvik Island. The longship happened to pass by nearby, and the tower was shining in the sun and clearly visible.

“Locals call it Tor Gvarchka.”

"Tower of the Female Falcon" Jiang Bing smoothly converted this ancient word into the common language of the mainland.

This is a typical elf-style tower, ancient and full of mystery. When the elves first entered this world, they were very strong and conquered everywhere on the continent. Not only did they kill the lizardmen, they almost wiped out the Vilans (lizardmen), and destroyed many ancient races such as the raccoon monsters. They built various powerful magic facilities, and even a considerable number of these facilities are still in operation today.

Some facilities are dilapidated, but even the most powerful human wizards of this era cannot decipher the mysteries within them.

The most typical example is Tor Laura (also known as the Tower of Seagull), the tallest building on Thanedd Island. A portal inside it called Benavente has been studied by successive teachers and students of Aretuza for hundreds of years, but no clues have been found. It is even difficult to use it correctly.

It's a pity that this group that once had a glorious civilization is like the leader of the Hokage Village - each generation is weaker than the previous one, and now it can only huddle in the Hundred Flowers Valley in the corner of the Blue Mountains in the easternmost part of the continent, barely surviving.

Queen of the Valley of Flowers, the sorceress Francesca Findaby, Daisy of the Valley, struggles to maintain the elves' deteriorating living conditions, and is just one step away from sitting on the Golden Throne.

This fully demonstrates that history is a circle, going around and around, as if we have seen it all before, and it seems like everything is familiar.

The Skellige Islands are mountainous and quite large.

Guided by the singing, the longboat stopped in a shallow area at the foot of a steep mountain.

Since this place is rarely visited, there is no chance of going to the dock. Fortunately, the witcher has encountered this situation many times. He dived into the sea and rushed out several meters like a white shark in the waves.

When he climbed ashore dripping wet, he saw Jiang Bing, who was lifted up by the air current and floated across the shore.

Jiang Bing held up his cane and slowly landed on the ground. His large red square cloak fluttered in the wind, making him look elegant and unrestrained.

Compared with Geralt with tangled hair and wrinkled clothes, the difference is obvious.

"One more reason why I hate magic," said the witcher.

"There is only one reason why you hate magic, and that is that you don't know how to use it." said the wise man Jiang Bing.

So the witcher could only keep on going.

Skellige is a cold, rainy, windy region, and the tops of the high-altitude mountains are often covered with a layer of snow that never melts all year round.

It was a frozen wasteland with no grass growing.

But the melted snow water will flow down the mountain, forming precious freshwater mountain springs, and also nourishing all things at the foot of the mountain.

Then a lush and verdant forest appeared in front of the two of them.

The forest is extremely dense, and various plants are competing with each other for beauty and flourishing.

The two men walked laboriously in the mottled light of the forest. The reindeer moss and heather combined to create great resistance to their progress, and the thick moss wrapped on the tree trunks made it extremely inconvenient for the witcher to use the force, so he could only take out his steel sword to chop the bushes to clear a path.

If the tree spirit saw this scene, he would definitely attack him with a few swords.