Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 403 402. Red Moon

When Spider Rom even stopped twitching, Lan En already felt as if his brain was about to split.

This situation has been very rare recently, because his brain's endurance has become stronger and stronger along with his body.

Mentos once handed over a training plan, and he had to lie on the ground to relieve himself for a long time because of a headache. He thought it would never happen.

But now, a whole five new pieces of knowledge about Space Marine surgery suddenly flooded into his mind, as if they had been specially calculated, just to the limit of his current endurance.

The strange sense organ [spiritual vision] in the head was stimulated and inspired by seeing novel scenes and profound secrets again.

Joy and pain coexisted in his brain. No one could bear it for him, not even Mentos.

Because the People's Federation's education bill prohibits the biological brain from interfering with the subject's physical body at the elementary school level.

Lan En just carried it.

The excitement caused by the gene seed's confrontation with God began to subside, and the potion's effectiveness began to end earlier due to the rapid increase in metabolism.

All support is disappearing.

Lan En only felt that the Zhuoliu sword in his hand, which he had begun to master proficiently, became extremely heavy.

In the end, he had to put the tip of the sword on the lake, and he knelt down, leaning on the sword and supporting it in his arms.

His eyes were blurring, and in this blur, he vaguely saw a woman wearing a white wedding dress standing in the distance in front of him.

The woman was unusually tall, and her skin was as white as dust. She looked like a Sumeru.

Her wedding dress was flawlessly white, almost blending in with the whiteness of this space.

Only my lower abdomen looked like I had a miscarriage. The blood stained the wedding dress and flowed down, the red was dazzling.

She was facing Lan En sideways and looking up into the sky in front of her.

Lan En struggled to tilt his head sideways following her line of sight in a daze.

It was a blood moon.

A terrifyingly huge red moon, like the entire moon falling down!

No, not 'like'.

It's really falling!

——

"breathe!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the pupils in his eyeballs suddenly shrank into a thin slit. After a few breaths, they expanded to normal again.

Lan En felt that his head had improved a lot, so he supported the ground and raised his face from the stone floor.

This is the terrace on Lake Byron Weiss.

It was as if he had never jumped before.

The Zhuoliu Great Sword was lying next to his hand. The dark sword body seemed to have become darker because it had killed a superior person.

But after Lan En shook his head, he felt that this was just an illusion.

Holding the hilt of the sword with a clang, he propped up the entire sword and stood up. Lan Encai's tone was a little weak, and he spoke behind him without turning his head.

"Is that a dream or not?"

If it was a dream, the blood of most of the ancient gods splattered on his body due to the violent new moves could not be explained.

But if it wasn't a dream, he would have jumped just now.

"It's just a dream, it's just a dream."

Sitting on the rocking chair, the old man answered slowly.

The moon in the sky was so red that it looked like it was about to drip blood, but the old man, whose eyes were covered with metal goggles, was still swaying in the rocking chair without any change.

Henrik fell asleep at his feet.

"In Yharnam, the ancient gods' desire for the Son of God has turned into a nightmare. It is a huge nightmare that pulls the entire mountain range into it. In the dream of the ancient gods longing for the Son of God, the 'truth and falsehood' of mortals are meaningless. Ah, young man. Because.”

"They have shallow knowledge and narrow vision."*2

The voices of the old man and the young man overlapped at this time, and they softly spoke part of Byron Weiss's ancient maxims in unison.

If you don't have a high enough [vision], then the ancient gods' dreams will be a very real world for mortals.

"So, even if I kill your student in my dream, that spider that traps time. Has time started to flow again?"

Lan En recovered quickly. He now stood upright and looked up at the huge and ominous red moon.

He always felt that this moon was much more sinister than before.

Did you really do the right thing?

"No need to worry, no need to worry. If things want to be solved, you can't keep spinning at the beginning when hope appears. You have to move forward, no matter good or bad, you have to move forward."

The old man said openly.

"If I am not boasting." Lan En turned around to face the old man and put the Zhuoliu sword back into the alchemy leather bag on his waist. "What you call 'hope' refers to me? But this is not reasonable at all. I am a passer-by and a foreigner who is leaving, and the time to leave is almost here."

Under the collar, the roaring bear head badge has begun to tremble slightly, which is a signal that chaotic energy has returned to the world.

However, Master William still swayed in the rocking chair as if nothing mattered.

"It's okay, it's okay, there's enough time. Even if you have to leave for a while, our time is still enough."

"The ceremony of the Son of God's incarnation needs to be prepared, and the ancient god's plan needs to be implemented. Now in Yanan, the believers of each ancient god should have already started to take action. Before they finish strangulating each other, no one will let this rare opportunity happen. The night is over.”

"They don't have Rom, and they can't make time come back again and again. But they each have their own ways, and this night will continue to be extended like this. Until the Son of God is born, no one can escape."

Master William said this, but Lan En still felt uneasy.

"But those ordinary people, those ordinary people who do not serve any ancient gods, can they survive? I am about to leave, and even I don't know if I will have a chance to come back."

He has made several friends in Yanan, and he has helped these friends through difficult times.

Let’s not talk about whether the rift between the celestial spheres will bring him back to this world again in the future. Even if it can, he doesn’t want to see graves with the names of acquaintances engraved on them when he comes again.

"Time is a wonderful concept, especially time in dreams, young man."

Master William said calmly.

"You have to leave after all. No one can stop a person who wants to leave. I don't think your friends in Yanan want to stop you. On the contrary, they want you to get away as soon as possible."

"And since you have to leave eventually, why not relax and leave it to time to see what happens next?"

"The nights are getting darker, child. Such is your merit."

"Leave without hesitation, and then find the right time to come back under the guidance of [Spirit Vision]. Go and improve your vision, child. Nights and nightmares are too long, and the only thing that can end it all is a high enough vision. .”

The old man stopped talking. After Lan En saluted him, he lifted up Henrik who was sleeping on the ground and left.

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