The Witcher: Grinding Experience Starting as a Wolf School Witcher

Chapter 66 Shot Down

"roar!"

The Royal Pterosaur tensed its body, spread its wings, and spewed out two streams of scalding heat from its nostrils.

The vines that were wrapped around it were torn off, and the silver chains made a sickeningly loud creaking sound.

At the same time, four more glass bottles were thrown at the feet of the Royal Pterodactyl.

Vines broke through the soil one after another and began to twine around it.

The Royal Pterosaur's body sank slightly at first, but then it pushed off with its powerful hind legs.

Like the force of a massive avalanche, it tore all the vines apart, and the gravity of the Arden sign was completely shattered.

Mia's face was grim; those were her last four [Vine] potions.

With his left arm gripping the silver chain, Alwin stepped forward, raised his sword, and swung it with all his might, using his right foot as the center of a circle.

"Clang!"

The silver sword cleaved a dent in the pterosaur's scales.

The Royal Pterodactyl opened its mouth and bit down fiercely, with incredible speed, shattering the Quen sign on the former's body.

Using the cushioning force, Alwin rolled backward, creating space for himself, and quickly caught up with Quinn.

The Royal Pterosaur shook its head, its sharp teeth clanging together with a crisp cracking sound, demonstrating its terrifying bite force.

"Witcher, I'm here to help you!"

The dwarf Gren roared and ran so fast that he reached the flank of the Royal Pterodactyl.

He leaped into the air, his brown beard, bound like a whip, swaying in the air, and then swung it down suddenly.

A dense pattern of lines flashed across the dark axe blade—elf runes.

"brush!"

A sharp aura shot out from the battle axe, forming a crescent moon, and slammed into the long neck of the royal pterosaur.

"roar!"

The Royal Pterosaur let out a mournful roar.

Most of the yellow mane on its neck had been removed, and the scales hidden underneath had sunken in and stood up like fish scales that had been blown open.

The Royal Pterodactyl brandished its talons and lunged at the dwarf Gren in a triple attack.

Knight Draco gripped the silver chains tightly with both arms and roared, slowing the Royal Pterodactyl's movements.

"Ouch!" the dwarf roared, but his small body was extremely agile. With a roll, he retreated more than ten meters away without even having a single beard torn off.

Dwarves are born warriors.

"Chance!"

Arwin drew his sword and stepped forward with ghostly speed. He raised his hand to thrust the sword, swung it, darted forward, and turned to slash fiercely.

[Whirling Blade] is triggered, causing the black cloak to flutter wildly.

Each of the three sword strikes landed on the spot where the Royal Pterodactyl's scales had burst open.

Hot blood splattered out.

"roar!"

The Royal Pterodactyl, writhing in pain, went completely berserk, its eyes fixed on the location of Knight Draco, and its thick tail swept out.

"when!"

The knight Draco was struck hard, the silver chain slipped from his grasp, and his body was ejected like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

The helmet on his head fell to the ground and rolled several times.

With one less obstacle restraining it, the Royal Pterodactyl became more agile, constantly spinning around, its wings whistling like blades.

Archer Vaughn kept shifting positions, his gaze fixed on the bloodstain on the Royal Pterodactyl's neck.

But the latter's constantly swaying body and large wings gave him no opening to shoot.

"Silver chain! Draco, hurry and pick it up, I can't aim properly!"

Knight Draco struggled to his feet, his hair disheveled, blood trickling from his nostrils and mouth. A huge dent appeared in the breastplate that had been bulging on his chest. He swayed unsteadily, his expression dazed from the impact.

Seeing this out of the corner of his eye, Alwin knew that the other party would be unable to fight for a while.

Moreover, if this drags on any longer, their fighting strength will become even weaker after dark.

After all, the mercenary trio and Mia didn't have his cat-like eyes.

"brush!"

The Royal Pterosaur flapped its wings, its legs hovering in the air; the dizziness brought on by the honeycomb bombs had completely subsided.

Arwen's [Dual Soul] calculated frantically as he lunged forward, seizing the brief moment of stalemate with his opponent.

With a strong pull of his left arm and a powerful push of his legs, he used the power of the silver chain to leap up and land on the back of the royal pterosaur.

The latter felt the gravity on its body and swayed wildly in the air, trying to use brute force to throw the witcher off its body.

Alwin squeezed its legs tightly around its waist, trying to maintain its balance, but the silver sword in its right hand remained undrawn for a long time.

Yu Guangzhong's pine forest grew shorter and shorter, and the rapid air currents whistled past his ears.

In the blink of an eye, he had reached a height of more than fifteen meters.

The dwarf, Gordon, stared wide-eyed and gestured with his hands. "Oh, damn it, that beast flew away with the Witcher!"

Knight Draco picked up the shield from the ground and swallowed hard.

Vaughn drew his bow and shot an arrow, but the arrow missed completely.

"This is terrible. If this beast could breathe fire, it would be a flying dragon. Let's run away now. That beast will be able to deal with that freak soon. May his soul rest in peace."

Archer Vaughn put away his bow and arrows, preparing to leave.

Mia's once gentle face was now icy cold.

"Van Montgomery, this isn't over yet. If you dare leave now, you won't get a single penny of the mission. Also, the Witcher is a friend of the Temple of Merritt."

A murderous glint flashed in the archer Vaughn's eyes, but when he saw the potion clutched tightly in Mia's hand, a fake smile appeared on his lips.

"I didn't expect Mia to have such a sharp side. I was just joking earlier, but at such close range, it'll be difficult for you to throw your potion. After all, there are three of us, and you're not Nannick."

Mia took a slight step back, her face turning deathly pale.

"Shut up, all of you!"

The dwarf, Gordon, cried out, "My God, look!"

The enormous yellow object, swaying in the air like a headless fly, sometimes swooped down and sometimes crashed sideways.

Alwin's stamina was rapidly depleting, and madness gleamed in his cat eyes.

Instead of aiming the silver sword at the wound, he grabbed the injured scale with his left hand, and a powerful fan-shaped shockwave burst forth from his left palm!

【Alder Sign】!

"boom!"

The Royal Pterosaur was struck as if by lightning, its heavy body crashing to the ground like a meteorite.

Arwen's hood was blown off by the strong wind, and he hurriedly cast the Quen sign on himself.

The next moment, the Royal Pterodactyl slammed its hammer back into the ground, causing the earth to tremble and kicking up a large amount of dust.

The terrifying force of the fall caused Alwin's bones to creak and groan. If it weren't for the blessing of the Giant Bloodline and the Royal Pterodactyl beneath him as a cushion, his spine would have been broken and his internal organs shattered.

A metallic taste rose in his throat, and without the slightest hesitation, he pressed his left hand into the air.

The shockwave from the Alder Seal swept through the murky smoke and dust, creating a vacuum.

"Poison arrow!"

Amidst everyone's shock, archer Vaughn quickly regained his senses.

His right hand instinctively drew an arrow from the quiver, the bowstring half-drawn, and his sharp pupils reflected the silver nail embedded in his left hand as the smoke dissipated.

"Got it!"

The moment the words left his lips, the arrow flew out.

Alwin watched the arrow's trajectory, and the instant he felt the airflow in his palm, he firmly grasped the spinning shaft.

He quickly manipulated his five fingers to firmly grasp the arrow.

"You beast, now it's your turn!"

The muscles in his left arm bulged, and he thrust a poisoned arrow straight into the Royal Pterodactyl's wound.