boyutpedia Chapter 34 Little Mist Fairy, [Healing Factor]
Chapter 34 Little Mist Fairy, [Healing Factor]
The footsteps grew closer.
Alwin stared at "Brad's" body with his cat-like eyes. His pale face was adorned with an extremely eerie smile, his mouth almost splitting to the back of his head.
First, he cast a Kun sign to create a blue protective shield around himself.
"Arwen...hoho..."
"Brad" staggered along, seemingly on the verge of falling, with nettles and hawthorn bushes swaying in the wind at his feet.
Arwen charged out, his arm muscles bulging, and brought the silver sword raised above his head down with a sudden thud.
"Zzzzt!"
Silver moonlight pierced through the mist, and "Brad's" body was slashed diagonally.
But the feedback transmitted to Alwin's arm was like cutting into thin air.
"Brad" had a ferocious expression, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. A phantom-like, hollow wound appeared on his body, from which mist swirled.
It immediately dissipated with the wind.
It's an illusion.
"Hehehe..."
A strange laugh rang out, like the sound of an iron saw cutting wood, making one's teeth ache.
The sound came from all directions, making it impossible to discern its location.
Suddenly, a faint rustling sound was caught by Alwin.
It was the sound of bushes being trampled.
He slashed at the mist on the right.
The hollow, bouncy feel returned.
Another disappointment!
They can even simulate the sound of footsteps?
"Snap!"
The light blue protective shield was torn apart by a sharp object, turning into scattered starlight.
Immediately, a burning pain surged from my back.
Arwen turned and swung his sword, but missed again.
"Hehe..."
The little mist demon shrieked triumphantly and vanished into the mist long ago, leaving no trace.
A cold wind blew across the warm wound on my back, bringing a slight chill.
If the Quen sign hadn't been used beforehand, this attack would likely have torn through the skin and ripped out a chunk of flesh.
His eyes scanned the surroundings warily.
Vesemir once said that the little mist sprites are extremely cunning monsters, skilled at deceiving, seducing, and bewitching people.
Even without attacking, by creating illusions, it can gradually erode the prey's psychological defenses, ultimately leaving it at its mercy. This is a common trick used by the Little Mist Demon.
Witchers must be especially careful when hunting, as their senses of sight and hearing, essential for survival, can be confused. The environment created by the fog is impenetrable even by the [Cat] potion.
In such a situation, if one cannot make an accurate judgment, even the most agile person is in danger of dying at any time.
The strange screams returned with a vengeance, something Alwin knew all too well.
He silently made a hand seal with his left hand, and the Quen Shield lit up again.
He didn't stop yet. His left hand quickly switched to a hand seal, his lips moved, and he silently recited a difficult incantation.
Light green light flew out from the palm and entered the wound on the back, and the bloodstain healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
[Healing Technique]!
In two years, he upgraded his Healing Technique to Lv2 and obtained a white talent, Healing Factor.
[Healing Factor (White): Increases the healing effect by 5% when casting healing-related spells.]
Don't underestimate the small percentage; in critical moments, that tiny difference can be the difference between life and death.
"Rustling!"
The sound of bushes collapsing came again, growing more urgent.
"Want to try the same trick again?"
He spun around, holding the sword in his right hand, and cleaved through the air with a single strike.
Alwin slammed his right foot into the ground, restraining himself.
"brush!"
The airflow was pierced by the sharp object, making the hairs on his back stand on end.
"I've found you."
Just before the Quen Seal shattered, he pressed his left hand into the void, and the Alder Seal unleashed a powerful fan-shaped shockwave.
"boom!"
Grass and trees swirl and fly, mist is blown away.
"Hehe!"
A piercing scream rang out, followed by the sound of a body crashing heavily to the ground.
Arwen's cat-like eyes were cold, and he finally saw the monster's face clearly.
The monster had a hunched, emaciated body, its ashen skin clinging tightly to its jagged bones, and pointed ears protruding from either side of its bald head.
In the sunken eye sockets were two pale blue pupils, not like those of a living being, filled with deathly stillness.
Yellowed fangs protruded from its lips, and a pair of long arms hung at its sides, with black, withered claws exuding a cold sharpness.
Arwen charged out with his sword drawn. The little mist sprite quickly got up, crouching with its back hunched, looking just like a hungry ghost crawling out of the mist.
It was incredibly fast, emitting a chilling scream, its legs bent as it leaped like a spring, using the pine tree trunk beside it to jump about ten feet high.
The long arm swung down toward Alwin's face, its claws tearing through the air.
Alwin turned to the side and slashed out with his sword.
The little mist fairy hurriedly dodged away.
"ha!"
The second sword light followed immediately, triggering the effect of [Sword Spin].
"laugh!"
The sword blade sliced through the back of the little mist demon, and the ghoul's sword oil sizzled as it burned.
The little mist demon howled in pain, pawing at the ground with its limbs, and ran away quickly.
It shrieked, its previous arrogance gone, and instead ran around Alwin once.
Then, like a nimble ape, it quickly climbed a pine tree. Standing at the top, it looked at Alwin, its lifeless eyes filled with killing intent and madness.
Arwen added another Quen sign.
At the same time, the little mist demon spread its arms and leaped down from the sky, its sharp claws and fangs gleaming with a chilling light.
Alwin sneered inwardly. This attack was like a target in mid-air; [Dual Soul] perfectly captured the trajectory of the attack.
He spun around and dodged very easily.
The triple strike of 【Sword Spin】 came crashing down, tearing the little mist demon's skin and flesh apart, and causing it to roar and shake the heavens.
The little mist demon suddenly turned around, its long arms grabbing the sword, its ugly face roaring at Arwen, its foul saliva splattering all over Arwen's face.
With a forceful push of his right hand, the silver sword pierced through the little mist demon's shoulder, pinning it firmly to the ground.
The little mist sprite let out a piercing scream, and its other, unpinned claw reached for Arwen's eye.
The latter was prepared and pressed its left knee down hard on its wrist; the sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard in the mist.
He wiped his face with his left hand and spat at it.
"That's disgusting."
The open space that had just been blasted apart by the Alder sign was covered by mist again.
The little mist demon's thin body began to twist, and dim yellow light flickered.
"Arwen..."
The image of "Brad" with gray hair and a terrified expression reappears.
Extreme anger surged in the black-haired boy's cat-like eyes, and his killing intent almost burst forth.
The fist, studded with silver nails, slammed down.
With a single punch, he knocked the little mist demon back to its original form.
The little mist demon's face was distorted, several of its teeth were broken, and then a storm of fists followed.
He will repay Brad with blood and teeth.
A dull thud was accompanied by a piercing scream.
Soon, the little mist demon's struggling body went still, and its ugly head was completely unrecognizable.
Alwin then slowly got up, panting heavily, and pulled the silver sword out of the little mist fairy's shoulder.
With a flash of sword light, the little mist demon's head was severed.