Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 269 268. Shadow Method

There is no time for small talk, and no time for expressing emotions.

Even farewells on the death-match battlefield must be concise and efficient.

Old Robert planted the giant sword that was already unstable on the ground, and then rushed towards the Immortal Peak Master and the three undead insects without looking back.

"For Robert!!!"

This middle-aged man who came here from Europe across the ocean shouted his son's name loudly, which was also his own name.

The ferocious teeth and appendages of the undead insect struck the front of his armor with dazzling sparks.

But he ignored it and rushed directly into the 'pedestal' where the insects were attached, the Immortal Peak Master.

The thick arms tightly hugged the Buddha with only a handful of bones left, and the sound of fractures was heard endlessly.

And the undead bugs also 'embraced' the enemy that came to their doorstep.

Centipedes' countless appendages tightly wrapped and entangled old Robert.

The sound of chitin rubbing against steel is chilling.

Under the steel armor, thick blood was dripping.

The centipedes have already inserted their appendages into the weak points of the armor and are beginning to touch the flesh inside the armor.

Old Robert was clearly and slowly feeling the touch of being slowly tightened and torn apart.

This terrifying feeling reminded him of the bug he caught when he was a child and had its legs and feet ripped off one by one.

However, the person who is being slowly torn apart now is himself.

But old Robert still didn't let go, he still tightly imprisoned Master Xianfeng in place.

The undead insect that provided jumping movement like a spring was now wrapped around him, unable to move.

The withered flesh of the Immortal Peak Master was squeezed into a ball by the "embrace", and the short knife inserted above his head was still scratching his skull and mandible.

There was no expression on his face that was as withered as a skeleton. He just lowered his head and recited silently.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please be merciful to me, Buddha, and save those who are suffering."

The human body embraces and the centipede body entangles, like a drawing from the eighteenth level of hell.

Lan En had no extra expression and didn't look at this scene much.

He just gritted his teeth calmly and pulled out Old Robert's giant sword.

The huge sword was dim and dirty, and it looked like it was a hard-working thing that had been through the battlefield.

Lan En's leather glove tightened on the hilt of the sword, making a "crunching" sound as the leather was pressed and rubbed.

"That's a good weight, isn't it, Mentos?"

The width is one and a half palms, the length is one and eight meters, and the steel giant sword weighs dozens of kilograms. This is not a weapon that ordinary people can use.

It's not even a weapon that ordinary people can pick up. But for monster hunting

".Yes, it fits, sir."

Mentos knew Lane.

It knew that its main body didn't care whether the giant sword fit or not, but it still agreed.

The giant sword was held in the demon hunter's hand, making a whimpering sound.

This wind sound is completely different from the sharp sound breaking through the air when holding the sword and the Lake Lady's Sword. There is a sense of oppression that makes people want to cover their chests to calm their heartbeats.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis had just passed by Ashina Isshin.

The gold-steel Dragon Blade made a cut on her waist. There was no blood flowing from the phantom-like body, but a handful of liquid that was like a viscous splash was brought out.

Ashina Isshin's physical strength was on the verge of reaching its limit, and he could not even completely dodge the opponent's naginata blade this time.

A large piece of the raincoat on the shoulders was cut off, just a hair's breadth short of it, and the entire arm had to be removed.

Under the Prajna masks of the eight hundred bhikkhunis, there was a sinister laughter.

But she was not prepared to continue fighting with Ashina Isshin.

Her purpose has always been clear and definite——

Joining together with Master Xianfeng, these enemies who have long been exhausted will naturally be easily dealt with.

She is not a samurai, not even a warrior. She is just a guard with a sword to protect the dragon.

There is no excessive psychological baggage, nor does he care about the persistence and glory on the blade.

We have received the gift of the divine dragon insect and gone through many vicissitudes of life.

Immortality is the long journey to enlightenment.

We heard that Shenlong came to this place from his hometown in the West. From this, we have understood the reason for being granted immortality.

The dragon must be ‘stored’ in the ‘cradle’ and sent back to its hometown.

For this reason, we must not let the ‘cradle’ make any mistakes at this time!

The eight hundred bhikkhunis floated up suddenly and lightly as if they were tied with steel wires on their backs.

The sinister laughter resounded throughout the Buddhist hall.

But then

"Give me, get off!"

The huge sword blade smashed down from mid-air with a horrifying and suppressed sound of breaking through the air!

Lan En exhaled hot breath from his open breathing mouth.

The air in front of his mouth and nose was even slightly distorted by the temperature.

The two hearts were running at an unprecedented speed, and the technique of controlling the activity of the heart with breathing techniques, which he learned through the ninja move book, took effect.

The blood flowing out from the two hearts greatly increases the oxygen carrying capacity, and the blood pumped by the [second heart] is additionally high in temperature for unknown reasons.

Lan En also poured into his mouth the [Combat Potion Combination] that he composed himself.

[Thunder], [Blizzard], [Maribo Forest].

Improve physical strength, nerve response, and vitality recovery speed respectively.

The toxins from the potion invaded the blood vessels of the face and gathered in the eye sockets, forming a deep black color.

The eight hundred bhikshuni who could have slashed Lan En away with one blow, but now after taking Lan En's giant sword forcefully, even his sinister laughter was choked back.

"Dang!!!"

Loud noises and sparks.

The weight, length, and shape of the weapon are enough to support Lan En's power to suppress it!

Old Robert's sword not only directly pressed down the eight hundred bhikshuni's naginata this time, it even pressed all the way to her chest!

The tip of the giant sword cut into the opponent's shoulder due to the angle.

The broad and thick sword blade squeezed into the phantom-like flesh and blood, and the damage caused by this sword far exceeded the total damage suffered by the previous eight hundred bhikkhunis!

She even landed no longer smoothly. She used to have a body that was like flying leaves, but now she staggered involuntarily when she landed.

"Oh haha! Beautiful [one-word slash]!"

Even though he was out of breath and sweating, Ashina Isshin still laughed generously and praised him.

[Ashina Ryū] is an unfettered technique. It is of course good to use katana and tachi, but when facing an opponent with a large size and large weapons, he can directly use a giant sword to match his martial arts. Lan En's talent and adaptability made him very happy.

But Lan En himself doesn't have so many psychological fluctuations.

He just stared at the countdown set by Mentos in the corner of his vision.

Two minutes.

The two minutes that Robert Sr. bought with his life.

Thirty seconds have passed now.

The pair of cat eyes stared at the Prajna Face after landing, like a very hungry bear.

The good feel of the giant sword, as well as his current state, even made Lan En want to join Ashina Isshin and simply kill this phantom first.

Ashina Isshin naturally had the same idea, and immediately took advantage of the moment when the eight hundred bhikshuni fell to the ground unsteadily, and put the long sword into its sheath.

Using the low stance of Iai Slash, he suddenly got close to the opponent.

This is the starting position of [Ashina Cross Slash].

With Ashina's Isshin accomplishments, it's not difficult to behead the opponent with a single blow while he's on an unstable footing!

But then, under Lan En's unsuspecting gaze, the eerie and sharp laughter sounded again.

Several clones that looked exactly like the eight hundred bhikkhunis, except that their bodies were colored in ink, appeared like mirror images pulled out of the water.

A spell of unknown effect.

The witcher grasped the hilt of the giant sword and kept glancing around.

This is why he never thought of killing eight hundred bhikkhunis quickly——

As the person with the highest status, it is impossible for her not to have some strange back-up plans.

After all, even Master Xianfeng, who seems to have repented, has undead insects on his body that are not ordinary.

As the Lord of Mount Vajra, it is quite normal to know some magic.

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