Facing the huge hybrid beast, the effect that the Yrden Sign can play is extremely limited. Even though magic traps were clinging to its entire body at this moment, the Archgriffin still had swift and violent movements that were far beyond those of ordinary beasts. Flapping its wings, with the help of the wind, it rushed fiercely towards the witcher.
The Archgriffin, who has a high IQ, now clearly understands who is the most threatening person present. If he wants to avenge his mate, he must kill this strange human being with strange methods in front of him.
Geralt, who had just woken up from a coma, was still weak. He misjudged his physical condition, and the effect of the sign fell far short of the standard. The effect of the Yrden Sign on monster was far lower than he expected.
Not only that, running all the way and using two signs in a row made Geralt almost faint, and he was trapped in an awkward situation of physical and magical exhaustion, unable to dodge the Archgriffin's attack.
Fortunately, he is not alone at this time.
Levin rushed up.
This young man was the only warrior who did not stay away from the Archgriffin out of fear and was always looking for an opportunity to deliver a blow that would turn the tide.
The thrust of the spear, like that of a dragon, pierced the Archgriffin's wing. The red-eyed youth crouched down, applying force to turn the piercing wound into a tearing wound.
"Beast! You actually killed my father! Because!?"
Taking advantage of the opportunity created by Levin's key blow, Geralt saw the opportunity and rolled out of the attack range of the Archgriffin.
At this time, the effect of Yrden's Sign is already very weak.
Hurt and furious, the Archgriffin swept its iron tail. Levin let go of his spear and tried to hide. Unexpectedly, the evil beast's attack suddenly accelerated, and the huge force threw Levin ten meters away.
When he finally stopped rolling on the ground covered in dust and blood, you could see that his chest had sunken.
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth like a fountain. He saw the earl leading his attendants to charge towards the Archgriffin. Another honey-haired dryad ran out of the forest with a bow and an arrow. The warlock made a strange gesture, and his body was covered with a layer of golden light, then he charged forward with his sword. There were also fellow scouts known to the village who ran towards him in panic to check on his condition.
"Father..." Levin murmured in a low voice, spit out a string of blood bubbles, and closed his eyes.
There is not much time to mourn your comrades on the battlefield. Only bloody battle!
The witcher took advantage of the cover of others and moved around behind the Archgriffin. His sword moved like lightning, powerful and accurate, cutting through flesh and blood, cutting off one of the Archgriffin's hind legs in one fell swoop!
Lann rolled beneath the monster and passed unimpeded as if the Archgriffin's claws were made of air. He stood up under the force and slashed lightly at the monster's flank. The force was not as strong as expected, it only cut through the muscles and did not even reach the bones.
The severe pain instantly made the griffon go completely crazy. Its wings and tail were swung around, and each blow was more powerful than a steel whip. The scouts' spears pierced the griffin's flanks and wings one after another, and the griffin broke them one after another.
The witcher shouted: "Get away, it's going crazy!"
A dying animal can manifest the most powerful force of its life. This was basic knowledge for any battle professional.
But Lann couldn't hear what the witcher was shouting and couldn't think about it. At this time, his face under the helmet was as ferocious as a ghost. The toxicity of the [Swallow] potion made his brain confused, and there was a constant loud noise in his ears like a drum, which completely blocked his hearing.
At this time, Lann had almost only one thought in his mind: kill this monster!
Rolling he dodged the Archgriffin's claws and with a spin Lann moved to his right side, then slashed with his sword. The force was still not as strong as expected. The sword penetrated into the bone and cut off half of the claw, and it got stuck.
The gryphon shook its head crazily, spitting acid out of its mouth like a showerhead, and the corrosive liquid like raindrops came towards Lann.
"Your Lordship the Earl!"
At the critical moment, Swade and House rushed forward. Both of them, who had always maintained the most traditional knight fighting method, were holding shields. This happened to be effective.
The two of them threw Lann to the ground at the same time, and then they heard a corrosive sound, and a pungent smell suddenly poured into Lann's nose.
Most of the iron covering the shield was melted away in two breaths, and a few drops of acid splashed onto the bodies of the two attendants, melting several small holes in their armors.
Fortunately, they were wearing scale armor. Mail armor could not prevent this kind of damage.
Lann was well protected by the two attendants, but before he could react, he felt the weight on him disappear. The Archgriffin's claws swept and shattered the shields, launching the two attendants into the air. Fortunately, both of them had shields to ease the impact of the attack. Although the two assistants fell to the ground and could not get back up, at least their lives were not in danger.
After a moment of buffering, Lann finally pulled out the silver sword stuck in the bone and swung the sword across to drive away the gryphon.
At the same time, Lann heard a dryad behind him shouting: "Gwynbleidd do it now!"
A yellow feather arrow pierced the battlefield and aimed directly at the only eye of the great griffon!
At the same time, the witcher stretched out his left hand and made a mysterious gesture, draining the last trace of magic power from his body to cast the sign!
Lann picked up the sword and rolled on the spot. While the griffon's attention was attracted by the arrow and the witcher, Lann curled up under the griffon's chest and abdomen.
Everything happens in the blink of an eye...
The light in the witcher's hand flickered, and a burst of white light shone from his left hand onto the head of the griffon. In that instant, the Archgriffin forgot to attack, forgot to dodge, and was left confused on the battlefield.
[Axii Sign]: Charms an opponent's mind, temporarily eliminating him from combat.
Braenn's arrows spanned the entire battlefield and accurately penetrated into the eye socket of the gryphon, completely blinding it. The pain caused the huge monster to stand taller, as if this could keep it away from enemies that would hurt it. This action gave Lann more room to move.
Lann stood up after his turn, pushed his right leg off the ground, rotated his hips, and, with strength from waist to arm, thrust his sword forward. It was a direct hit.
Critical hit!
If Lann's previous chop was like a battle axe, this stab was comparable to a powerful battering ram!
No creature of flesh and blood can withstand such a war machine-level attack. Huge power gathered at the top of the sword tip, and Lann's entire long sword sank into the body of the great griffon from blade to hilt.
Fur, flesh, internal organs, spine, all smashed to pieces!
The Archgriffin let out a long howl. His once powerful body remained motionless in the air for two seconds, then collapsed to the ground limply.
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