The corners of its mouth suddenly cracked, revealing the fish lips covered with sharp and fine teeth; the skin on its face and body seemed to surging, and blue-purple scales were raised; the tail, which was consistent with the color of the scales on its upper body, swung hard in the air, and suddenly ejected the bone spurs of the palm.

A huge shadow spread out behind it, revealing a pair of ferocious fins like bats.

"Hiss!!"

The empty chant turned into a harsh roar, and the scene suddenly changed from "hazy dream" to "heavy curiosity".

If it were really a lonely sailor who had been wandering on the sea for a long time, after such a temptation, he would have given up his guard; and even a calm mind would have forgotten to resist after a change of dreams to curiosity.

Fortunately, standing in front of this siren is Kogrim who is devoted to "academic discussion".

If it is Cohen or Lane, you will choose to use [Alder French Seal] or [Igne French Seal] to directly stick on that scary face.

But Kogrim's magic seal was not that strong, and he was worried that the other party might break through his magic seal and attack him.

So he turned around lightly, as if a more flexible poisonous snake was teasing a young fish.

Then he swung the silver sword he was holding backwards like a large dagger.

The arc flashed and blood splashed. Kogrim didn't use much strength to cut the back of the sirens that had been covered with scales.

But the Siren screamed shrillly, because the cut flesh and blood began to emit thick white smoke as if it was splashed with strong soreness, and then black and purple lines began to spread around the wound.

The venomous snake-like witcher slowly took two steps back and shook the silver sword covered with the school's characteristic sword oil. He was confident that after about ten breaths, the sirens would die by themselves.

Looking at the sirens that were swaying on the ground like a sea fish, Koglim sighed: "I suddenly have no intention of studying them..."

The next second, the sirens who knew that their lives were in danger suddenly grabbed the ground tightly, and the sharp claws that turned like eagles and falcons instantly turned back into the green appearance of a girl; when it looked up, the fine scales on its face also turned back into its delicate skin.

The eyes that were like lake water really began to overflow, and even the expression that was not at all turbulent became pitiful.

"Singing—"

Listening to the crying that contained sad emotions, Kogrim's eyes lit up again.

"Will you still beg for mercy? Thinking of the previous behavior of disguising and tempting, the IQ of the Siren is not as high as that..."

...

Lann narrowed his eyes.

He looked up and looked thoughtfully at the cracks and holes at the top of the cave. The place where the sunlight came in was suddenly covered by fleeting shadows.

Looking back, Lane looked at Kogrim who was in high spirits and said, "I don't think it's begging for mercy."

...

"Sga!!"

The next second, seven or eight snake-like figures squeezed in from the hole in the rock wall. Then they suddenly spread their wings and let out a harsh roar along the rock wall, as if responding to their dying companions below, and as if they were intimidating the murderous witch hunters.

The witch hunters raised the crossbow in their hands at the same time and began to aim at the squad in the sky.

"Cogrim, do you want to continue researching?"

The snake witch hunter looked at the sad sirens on the ground, then at the strange-looking sirens in the sky, and shook their heads with regretful faces.

"Okay." Lane chuckled and raised his left hand to the sky.

To deal with these enemies flying in the sky, disrupting the flow of air makes them lose balance and fall to the ground, it is much more efficient than shooting archery to hit them.

"Save it a little bit more arrows, it's quite troublesome to lift the strings." Lane turned around and advised him a few more words, "Wrap up your clothes and it will be colder later."

After saying that, before Geralt and the others could react, a huge amount of magic power had already been condensed in Lann's hands.

[Alder French Seal·Boneburn·Magic Explosion]!

...

It was not yet winter, and it was inside the cave, but a blizzard suddenly swept across.

In just a moment, the swift black shadows in the air were "opened" due to the wind pressure, and were tightly pressed on the rock wall and unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, due to the special terrain, the storm formed by the impact of the mind began to rotate around the rock wall, forming a small tornado. The sirens who had just stuck to the rock wall rolled uncontrollably under the guidance of their huge wings, and from time to time along the way, the stones rolled down.

The four witch hunters narrowed their eyes slightly and moved two steps closer to Lann.

Guslav held his collar and cuffs tightly, his teeth trembled, but his face flushed:

"This is Sintra's lion..."

Ged seemed to remember something, and suddenly approached Cohen and asked, "Lann has many magical seals: his Yaden will not attack his own people, his Yakshe can hypnotize magical creatures, and now his Alder has the effect of freezing! I wanted to discuss these seals with him before, but he said that these are the specialties of the Griffon School, so he shirked. Can you teach me? I will exchange the secret of the Hunn of the Bear School with you!"

The storm was very strong in the patio, and Gued's voice was quickly taken away by the airflow and could not be heard from Cohen's ears.

"What did you say? I can only see your lips moving!" The senior of the Griffon School shouted loudly, his face confused.

Gede was stunned for a moment, closing his hands against his lips like a trumpet: "I said! Can you teach me these magical seals? I will exchange for the secret of the Bear Sect's Quinn!"

Cohen shivered suddenly in the blizzard: "What did you say? I can't hear it!"

...

Lann did not continuously spray the storm. It was because this cylindrical natural terrain was very suitable for the use of the [Alder Seal], and actually turned his Seal into a continuous attack.

"Pu" "Pu"

After the storm finally weakened a little, the sirens in the sky finally fell to the ground. They were even slid on the ground by the remaining wind, and their skin was cut from time to time by sharp stones.

They were wrapped in a thin layer of ice crystals, and the blood flowed out quickly solidified, and their wings were completely frozen, so they would definitely not be able to fly in a short period of time.

The demon hunters put away the crossbow, pulled out the silver sword behind them in neat movements, and walked slowly forward.

The hideous siren seemed to have frozen their skin and scales. They could not even beg for mercy by turning into a girl's posture, and they were left with the only siren who was scratched by Koglim at the beginning, wailing sadly.

"Singing—"

Its voice suddenly became loud and loud, as if it was a rebirth; the snake toxins in its body also burst out completely at this moment, giving it excessive pain and about to take away its life.

However, just as Lanen and his friends lifted their swords and were about to stab the sirens, a young man's voice suddenly rang out in the cave.

"Stop, please stop, kind adults, show your compassion!"

The witch hunters stopped and looked in the direction that made the sound.
Chapter completed!