Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 922 904. Invisible Baby

The corrosive white mist seemed to be completely impervious to the obstruction of [Quen's Seal], and directly invaded the golden chaos magic shield.

Fortunately, Lan En noticed it in time and immediately changed his steps, allowing himself to pass by the edge of the white mist intact.

This also made him understand the current state of Osrois.

It's hard to say how much of his much-publicized power is left after the dragon transformation experiment turned him into a strange, scaleless white dragon.

But there is no doubt that these powers are very advanced!

From the beginning of the war to now, Lan En has not seen Osloais use any spell other than the corrosive white mist.

In the city of Lothric under his rule, even low-level priests must master several kinds of miracles to be barely qualified.

[Miracle] is a spell that tells stories about gods and then casts them.

As the most prestigious king today and an undoubted god himself, he actually failed to perform any kind of miracle.

Perhaps his current mental state no longer supports him in such delicate work as casting spells.

The corrosive white mist he emits can ignore [Quen's Sign]. To be honest, Lan En has never seen a description of this spell even in Aretuza's library!

And there was already the top magic school in the Magical Middle Ages.

[Quen's Seal] can be broken, but what's the situation when it can't even sense the opponent's spell? !

This is the seal prepared by top sorcerers like Arzu and Malaspina for the demon hunters!

Considering the current performance of Osrois, Lan En can only make a guess——

That corrosive white mist is not even a spell in the hands of Ousroais now, but an instinct.

But even this kind of rough instinct that can be used casually is so advanced that [Quen's Seal] cannot sense or detect it at all.

It can only be said that as a god and the king of Losric, whatever Osroais can use is a spell ability that is at the top of the level.

It's just that his current mental state means that even if he has these spells and knowledge, he can't have an advantage in the battle with Lan En.

Finally, after Lan En stabbed Osrois with [Air Blade Spin] again, the level of the air blade turned into the highest red.

The current Sword of the Lake Girl can easily touch the bones with its sharp edge even if it just rubs against the opponent's rubbery dragon skin.

It makes a heart-wrenching sound as the blade clashes with the bones.

As for Osrois, his spirit seemed to be on the verge of reaching its limit during the countless times of madness and failure, unable to touch Lan En at all.

"Uh uh uh uh!"

He roared wildly, and the surging power even made the air tremble!

Originally, Lan En was preoccupied because Othroais's spell abilities were all too advanced.

Under this obviously abnormal roar, the demon hunter carefully chose to retreat temporarily instead of taking the opportunity to attack.

I saw the weird, scaleless white dragon. It was originally curled up on its chest like it was holding a baby, but in fact its left hand was empty. Lift high in the process.

He roared miserably, not only was he hurt by Lan En in the previous battle, but he was also driven crazy by not being able to touch him.

There is another kind of despair.

"Ahh! My beloved son Ocelot!"

"Where are you? Why don't you show up in your father's arms? You are the son of a dragon, and you were born with all the blessings!"

"Show up! Ocelot! Show up!"

He looked up at his raised left hand with longing, despair, and anger. It was as if he was actually holding a child there.

Holding a child who is hiding from his father.

Lan En's pupils shrank suddenly.

Although he was afraid of the darkness hidden in his body, he did not activate [Spirit Vision] during the fight with Oceroes.

After all, the other party's so-called dragon transformation experiment seems to be closely entangled with the [Abyss].

If you look directly at the darkness of this world through the other person's body, there will be no other sunshine princess here to suppress the darkness for herself.

But now Osloais's momentum is too strong!

He was angry that he was hurt by Lan En so much and couldn't touch him at all.

He was even more annoyed that his 'favorite' child was hiding himself from him.

This annoyance eventually turned into anger and a desire for destruction!

He broke the last thread that maintained his sanity, and then the tyranny of dragons and beasts began to fill his heart!

Amidst the strange dragon roar, Osroais, who had lost his rationality, regained another strength.

He completely accepted the instinct of his current scaleless white dragon body.

But in the heart of the scaleless white dragon, he didn't care at all about the thing in his hand!

Even without using [Spiritual Vision], Lan En could tell with his own eyesight that the muscle movement tendency of the weird white dragon in front of him was trying to smash that left hand off!

Is this the beginning of some magic?

Is it a prelude to a ceremony?

The spells mastered by Osrois are too high level for Lan En.

He has maintained this world for tens of thousands of years, and the country he established has also stood at the top for tens of thousands of years. He himself is a member of the Fire Gods who derive their power from the original flame.

It is not surprising that such a god possesses astonishing power and knowledge.

So under this pressure, Lan En could only take the risk and activate his [Spiritual Vision] to see clearly what the other party wanted to do.

After all, if you can't even see or understand, let alone how to avoid and prevent it.

Under the control of the demon hunter, [Spiritual Vision] was only briefly and quickly activated for a moment, and he looked towards the corner of Osrois' left hand.

But it was this glance that made Lan En see the baby who had hidden himself.

The scaleless white dragon is indeed holding a baby in its empty left hand.

The baby's whole body seemed to be dead, showing a bloodless blue-white color, and his small hands also showed the same disproportionately thin and sharp appearance as Oceroes.

At this time, he seemed to feel Lan En's gaze.

In that brief glance, the little hand stretched out tremblingly towards Lan En.

There was no time to think about it.

Lan En immediately shouted loudly: "Flannel ball! Grab what's on his left hand!"

"Meow meow meow?"

Elu Cat couldn't see the baby on Osrois's left hand at all, and could only meow in confusion.

However, the soldier's execution ability still made Rongbuqiu start to carry out Lan En's mission before he could figure it out.

It subconsciously pulled out the hand-held thing it brought from the tribe, the [Plunder Knife] of the Valley Plunder Tribe!

This weapon is specially used to snatch and strip things from monsters.

El Cat got down on all fours and jumped towards the White Dragon Demon King with a 'bang'!

Of course Lan En would not let the flannel ball take risks just by shouting.

When the Elcat rushed past him, the demon hunter also rushed over at the same time.

The demon king's weird dragon roar wasn't over yet, and his left hand raised high was only halfway down the road.

Immediately afterwards

"bass!"

Blade buzz!

The Sword of the Lake Girl, which had been covered with a layer of red air blade by the active fighting spirit, followed Lan En's charging pace and stabbed Osloais straight on the waist!

If it weren't for a critical moment, the two small wings on his lower back would have blocked him, and he might even have been able to stab through his waist diagonally!

And this is just the prelude [Air Blade Stab]!

The scaleless white dragon howled in pain and twisted its body involuntarily.

Lan En took advantage of this opportunity, stepped on the bulge of the opponent's body, and soared upwards!

He jumped up to a position even higher than Osroais's deformed dragon head! Then the blade was straightened and slashed down with force!

【Dragon Sword】!

A thin and sad light red knife mark was left vertically in the air.

After a moment, ‘呲’*7!

The activated fighting energy compressed into the enemy's body began to explode at the same time!

Seven explosions that violently cut flesh sounded.

Lan En deliberately avoided Ousroais's left hand, so after this blow, the White Dragon Demon King's right cheek, right chest, and right arm...

A series of positions opened the ferocious bloody mouth at the same time!

After the blood splashed for the first moment, it began to drip out.

"Uh-huh!"

Osroais screamed miserably.

At the same time, the agile flannel ball took advantage of the enemy's painful wails to swing the [Looting Knife] towards his left hand.

The cats of the Valley Marauders are indeed capable of grabbing trophies from monsters, and Velvet Ball's robbing knife is not a straight-forward and brutal cut.

Instead, he attacks very skillfully and carefully, using the odd-shaped blade on the plundering knife to stimulate the enemy.

He had to suffer the pain of having his loot taken away by the valley plunderers.

Under the efforts of the flannel ball, Oceroes' left hand suddenly opened as if it was cramping in pain.

Although the flannel ball couldn't see anything, he still followed Lan En's instructions and hugged the strange open dragon claws.

This careless hug really made it hug something.

"Is there really something meow?!"

Elu cats can express their curious nature even in pressing situations.

The flannel ball screamed in surprise, then jumped away holding the invisible thing in his arms.

"Ocelot! My child! Ahhh!"

The scaleless white dragon roared, staggering and trying to chase after the El Cat who was running away.

But "bang bang bang"!

From the side of Osroais, a series of explosions and sparks, accompanied by the scream of flying ammunition, hit his side.

The explosive force and thrust of the ammunition made this weird white dragon unable to stop walking sideways and retreating.

Finally, the entire normal magazine was empty, and Lan En threw the [Dragon Roar] heavy ballista on the ground aside.

After all, he shouldn't have time to change the magazine next.

"One moment, you want to make a puddle of meat on someone's face, and the next moment, you are here emotionally shouting something like 'my child'. Aren't you ashamed, Your Majesty?"

The smoke and dust caused by the heavy ballista firing ammunition dispersed, and the strange scaleless white dragon had lost the last bit of its human shape.

He abandoned the staff and the human standing posture.

What finally appeared in front of the demon hunter from the dissipating smoke was a white dragon on all fours with sharp claws!