The soul spear was launched from the tip of the Drowning Archangel's sword and hit Geralt hard. The double damage caused by the necrotic magic accumulation and the soul impact instantly severely injured him, and his body began to become inactive due to the necrotic power. rotten.
Kelsen still remained cautious and accumulated magic spells from a distance, and also used soul arrows with tracking capabilities. He did not even intend to give Geralt a chance to dodge.
Seeing that Kelsen still kept his distance, and the magic dagger in his hand once again condensed the necrotic magic essence, Geralt had no time to hide his trump card. The silver ribbon on his wrist flashed, helping him briefly go back to before he was eroded. status.
The Holy Cloth of Burning Fire erupted, and the Heart of Steel was activated. The two magical powers acting on the body at the same time were obviously a huge burden on Geralt. His skin flashed with a luster like glass that was on the verge of melting. He stood up from the ground, grabbed a long sword and attacked Kelsen.
Kelsen's pupils shrank violently. Geralt's information never mentioned the extraordinary item he used, and the current counterattack was obviously beyond his expectations. He worked hard to communicate with the power of the Death Fall in his right hand, hoping to use the Death Thorn to push Geralt back or even kill him.
Even if time is delayed, victory will belong to Kelsen. But it takes a long time to communicate the power of the fallen fragments, and the sword wind is approaching in the blink of an eye, and it's too late!
At the critical moment of life and death, the huge body hit him with a fishy wind, and William clamped the sword with his flesh and blood. The blazing holy fire burned his fur, and Geralt's expression switched back and forth between anger and calm. It was obvious that the two powers were disordered.
But this also brought him great strength. Two long swords lifted William into the air, and with a roar of anger, the werewolf was torn into two halves.
Spreading blood all over the sky, the long sword slashed down on Kelsen's head. The blade was filled with unparalleled heat, and Kelsen's gray hair was already curling up before it reached the point.
At times like this, Kelsen became calmer and tried his best to communicate the power of death in his right hand. And victory or defeat lies in these seconds.
...
A few minutes earlier.
The battle on Sai's side has also reached a fever pitch. Without the blessing of the holy steel aura, although these judges still maintained a high level of combat quality, they still exposed many flaws.
A spear of holy fire passed through Sai's chest. He staggered, reached out and pulled out the holy spear, and his wound healed. This counter-intuitive sight coupled with the aura of fear that Sai had maintained, even the fanatical judges began to feel panic:
"What a monster are you!"
Sai crushed the Holy Spear with an expressionless expression. Before setting off on this mission, Donik and Kelson implanted a high-quality mutated organ into him. Coupled with the secret skills of his vampire king, the sacred demonic energy that has not reached the threshold cannot restrain him at all.
And he has also completed the carefully prepared "major technique".
Sai took out a shriveled apple and placed it against the lips of the mask. As he chanted the profound magic spell, the blood-colored staff in his hand began to glow with dazzling blood. The blood that had been spattered in the battle began to tremble and rise into the air, and then stretched into thin lines to form complex bloody lines.
"Drink as much as you can from the blood drinker's brew."
Following the incantation recited in the ancient demon language, the spell called Blood Drinking Feast was activated by Sai. The dry apple on the edge of her lips began to become plump quickly.
At the same time, the judges around them felt powerless, followed by a strong sense of detachment. When he lowered his head, he found that his hands were thin and shriveled, and the blood all over his body had been rapidly extracted by the technique.
By the time the apple in Sai's hand turned bright red, there was no longer a single judge standing in the field. They had all turned into pale and withered mummies all over the floor, with ferocious and frightened expressions on their faces.
Sai looked at the apple filled with blood essence. Instead of greedily devouring it like ordinary vampires, he took the first step and looked towards the underground hole. He frowned slightly, and there was a dazzling presence within the range of life perception. It must be Geralt.
He crushed the apple in his hand, and an incredible amount of blood erupted from it. Under Sai's spiritual fluctuation, the blood solidified into a red trident. Sai raised the bloody staff in his hand and stamped it on the ground, and the trident in his hand flew downwards at high speed.
Underground, Kelsen and Geralt were at the critical moment of life and death, and the bloody fork stabbed Geralt first, nailing him to the ground. The long sword in his hand also fell out of his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
At the same time, the Deathfall Thorn summoned by Kelsen also jumped out of his palm and penetrated Geralt's body. It only took a breath for the gray death to immediately appear on his face. Geralt's pupils turned gray in an instant, and he died.
Only then did Kelsen take a breath, hurriedly withdrew the power of death in his hand, and rushed towards William. William's side was in a state of misery, because it was torn into two parts, the internal organs were scattered all over the floor, and the intestines were dragged several meters long.
In this way, relying on the strong vitality of the werewolf, he was still alive, with bleeding from his mouth and nose, until Kelsen took Geralt's life.
Kelsen took out the ink thread infected with evil energy. Although this kind of thread sews people up, there is a risk of flesh and blood mutation, but at least it can quickly kill the person: "William, I'd better sew you up, hold on. Maybe it can be saved.”
But William held his hand: "It can't be saved."
Kelsen fell into silence. After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Do you have any last wishes?"
"If you can, promise me..." William's pupils had begun to diverge: "Let those children walk out of Kongsbord alive."
"I can only say try my best." Kelsen gave his promise.
"That's enough." William could only breathe out but not in. A smile burst out between his sharp teeth: "That's enough..."
By the time Sai arrived below, Kelsen had already begun to collect the loot. He took off Geralt's two swords and their scabbards and carried them on his back. The ribbon was brought to his hand.
When he finally tried to move Geralt's body away, Sai quickly raised his hand to stop him.
"What are you going to do?"
"Made this grandson into a living corpse and let him clean the toilet at home." Kelsen's expression was hidden behind the beak mask, with only two scorching eyes.
"You are not as calm as before, Kelson." Sai glanced at William's body next to him: "It will be bad for all of us to irritate the church again."
Kelsen also looked at William's body. He couldn't even collect the body of this friend whom he had only met a few times. Because only by using his death to support this matter can this matter be brought to an end, otherwise the church will continue to pursue it at any cost. By then, the church and the nobles will unite to eliminate all heretics.
After swearing, Kelsen dropped Geralt's body and planned to turn around and leave. After thinking for a while, he turned back and gave the corpse a hard kick.
