Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 924 906. Kill the soul

If Oceroes was still standing on two feet as before, Lan En's current height would only be facing his chest.

But he has abandoned the human way of standing and turned into a dragon on all fours.

So Lan En's current height is equivalent to the top of his head.

Osroais even waved his claws twice more in the frenzy before suddenly realizing that his target had disappeared from his eyes.

But by this time, even if he reacted, it was already too late.

With a 'click', the mechanical transmission and the hook holding the power point above the palace were released.

The witcher, hanging and shaking in mid-air, retracted the hook lock into the projector on his arm armor.

And as he bent his body backward, it was as if he was turning that strong body into a bow with its strings fully drawn, a dark, deep, huge and sturdy sword! It was also pulled out from the alchemy leather bag on his lower back!

The violent and wild atmosphere spread throughout the palace with the appearance of the giant sword.

"boom!"

The light red fighting spirit suddenly exploded on the body and the giant sword, making a sound like flames exploding.

As Lan En fell, the fighting spirit wrapped around his body pulled out light red traces like light particles in the air.

"Bang!!!"

A long and highly recognizable sound exploded!

It was as solemn and solemn as the ringing of a church bell, but it was just the sound of the huge and wide sword blade, crushing and tearing apart the skin and flesh of the scaleless white dragon, and crashing into the bones and body.

"Ouch!"

Osloais' slender neck suddenly tightened uncontrollably, and the severe pain made him scream and roar.

The giant sword with a bone-white blade and a deep black body slashed into the shoulder of the strange white dragon from the sky.

Accompanied by the sound of blood being crushed and torn apart, and the sound of broken bones, the blade of the giant sword, which was as wide as Lan En's chest, completely cut into Ocelot's body. In Ace's body!

And the blade of the sword is still stuck inside. The body tissue belonging to the Nergigante began to greedily devour the nutrients it came into contact with, and released [dragon energy] like black mist and red lightning.

The thick blood was supposed to spurt out from the ferocious huge gap, but before it could spurt out, it was already 'eaten up' by this gluttonous sword.

Only a few sparse drops on the edge were left, slipping out of the wound.

"Ouch!"

The unprecedented injuries and pain made Bailong unable to stop shaking, twitching his long neck, and screaming.

He wanted to use his claws to pull the giant sword that had cut into his shoulder and entered his chest.

But Lan En and Mentos already knew enough about his body structure.

It was just that the hilt of the [turbid current: destruction] was slightly awkward to hold, and under the pain, Osroais couldn't lift his arm at all.

The front end of the giant sword was slashed into the white dragon's body. Lan En was holding the hilt of the sword. Osrois's deformed dragon head kept trying to stretch forward, trying to bite the person who hurt him.

Faced with the deformed dragon head not far from him that kept baring its teeth and biting it, Lan En's approach was more direct.

"boom!"

The light red fighting spirit flame exploded again!

One hand of Lan En controlled the hilt of the sword, and the arm of the other hand slammed down on his giant sword!

The Valyrian steel arm armor pressed down on the blade, and at the same time, the other end of the blade also sunk deeper into Othroais' body!

This caused Bailong to scream even more manically.

Before it was over, the arm that smashed down on the giant sword's blade formed a seal in an extremely smooth manner.

"[Alder]! Bang!"

The impact of the seal is also concentrated on the sword blade.

[Turbid Current·Destruction] was originally stuck between Osloais' shoulder and chest, but two additional waves of impact exploded, causing the blade that had stopped due to obstacles to move again. !

The sound of 'stabbing' of tearing flesh and blood, and the sound of 'clicking' of broken bones were heard again.

The bone-white blade and the dark body of the sword cut diagonally from Osloais' shoulder to the ribs on the other side, and the blade separated from the White Dragon Demon King's body.

It's just that there is a huge gap running across the deformed body, and bone stubble and internal organs can be seen from inside!

Bailong's huge body had to be pulled over in pain as the blade turned.

When he fell, a distant and shrill roar still erupted from his mouth.

But the pain is almost over.

There was a "crack" sound.

The huge sword blade that had just cut a gap across the white dragon's body jumped out.

Lan En tightened his arm muscles, causing the friction of armor leather, and he was firmly controlled by him again.

He only used the power of his two arms to forcefully control [turbid current and destruction] into a thrusting forward posture.

A layer of active fighting spirit flames covered it, leaving a thin and sharp blade trajectory in mid-air.

[Great Sword·Air Blade Thrust]!

It was originally a technique used by hunters in the New World, but now it is not impossible to use it on super-sized giant swords!

After the [Song Gland] was implanted, Lan En's redeveloped bones and muscles could hold on!

"Pfft!"

Following the gap just made, the giant sword with a total length of three meters and two meters was like a lance, nailing the scaleless white dragon with a crooked body and pushing it all the way to the wall!

At this time, Osroais was completely unable to resist because of his severe injuries.

When the body hit the wall backwards, the slender neck was already hanging down softly, and the deformed dragon head was dangling feebly.

At this time, Lan En also released the [Turbid Current·Destruction] that penetrated the white dragon and was nailed to the wall.

He took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the deformed dragon head that was unable to swing, and pulled it towards his arms.

And with its other hand, it had already pulled out the Lake Lady's Sword from the scabbard on its waist.

Execution!

"Puff"!

The long knife penetrated upward from the lower jaw of the deformed dragon head, and the tip of the knife emerged from the forehead.

Crisply and neatly, without any hesitation or hesitation.

Bailong's body, which was still a little twitching and unresponsive, suddenly froze.

But immediately, Lan En's expression changed, and he didn't even have time to draw away the Lake Lady's Sword. [Acceleration Technique] immediately made him jump back more than three meters.

Almost as soon as Lan En left, a white mist came out from the deformed mouth of the scaleless white dragon.

It seemed that the mist in his throat had already reached the point, but it was only because of Lan En's crisp and sharp technique that it overflowed because his body had completely lost its life now.

The white mist is neither cold nor corrosive.

Just after it appeared, many crystal clusters grew out of it.

If you abandon Bailong's scaleless and deformed body, it still looks like a quiet and pure beauty.

But when Lan En stood still three meters away, the pupils in his eyes that had shrunk to slits had not returned to their original shape.

Just now when the white mist appeared from Osloais's mouth, his spirit suddenly became tense.

It was tighter than ever before, even when facing the Golden Lion, I had never felt this way before.

just like.

That pure crystal is simply like 'pure death'.

"Instant death spell? Death curse?"

Lan En murmured in confusion.

The spells Oslois mastered were so advanced that even if he became a demented beast, the white dragon body obtained from the dragon transformation experiment still left these powerful spell abilities in his instincts.

If Lan En hadn't controlled the fighting rhythm so tightly just now, allowing him to spit out this mouthful of crystal white mist, the consequences would have been unpredictable.

Fortunately, these crystals that made Lan En's heart palpitate did not last long.

They soon cracked, shattered and disappeared on their own amidst a crackling sound.

It wasn't until all the crystals disappeared that Lan En carefully stepped forward and pulled out his Sword of the Lake Lady from Osroais' jaw.

With a "stab" sound, the process of drawing out the sword brought out a bloody arrow.

And this Holy King of Lothric, the God of Fire who has been in charge of the fire ceremony that maintains the world for more than ten thousand years, also completely disappeared in the form of a deformed white dragon.

After using [Spiritual Vision] to confirm that there were no more crystallized power residues on the sword, Lan En put away the Sword of the Lake Lady.

And [Turbid Current·Destruction]. This sword ate too hard into Osloais' body.

Even after his death, the part of his body that was stabbed by the giant sword was still twitching involuntarily, as if there was a gluttonous monster chewing and gnawing inside the corpse.

Lan En pulled out [Turbid Current·Destruction].

It was 'fed' very well, and Oceroes' body seemed to be well nourished.

So much so that the originally neat and straight blade of the sword actually had a slightly irregular and ferocious bulge. Just like the thorns growing on the body of the extermination dragon.

However, the shape of the giant sword was carefully designed by the blacksmith, and adding these ferocious thorns was just superfluous.

Lan En plans to find time to polish off these things, which can be considered as giving the materials to Berengar's ancient dragon.

A bright blue object like a flame swayed on the corpse of the scaleless white dragon of Osroais.

Lan En went over and picked it up.

Maybe this is the soul of the strong man in this world?

The witcher held this small flame in his hand and thought in his mind.

The soul of this world was only created after the First Fire appeared, and the more powerful the individual, the larger the soul.

Osroais should have been one of the strongest people in the world, and his soul must have been very huge.

Unfortunately, for the dragon transformation experiment, this was all that was left of his soul.

This soul also reflects the decline of his power.

"He gave up his power and everything for a chance to survive in a fireless world."

Lan En held the flame that symbolized the soul in his hand and put it in his bag.

Lan En also understands Osloais's choice.

The power accumulated from the age of fire is meaningless in an age without fire, no matter how powerful it is, it is meaningless.

Because they do not adapt to the environment, they will eventually die.

And as long as you can stay alive, you will have the opportunity to accumulate strength again.

But Osroais was crazy. He didn't even conduct experimental verification, or he didn't have time to do it, so he spread his crude dragon transformation research to Lothric.

It has become like this where no one alive can be found in the whole city.

"Meow?! Boss!"

Elma's screams came from the side.

In its arms, a baby exactly like the one in Lan En's [Spiritual Vision] revealed its figure.

El Cat was helpless, holding the baby in her arms, and approached Lan En's little short legs that were lying upside down.

To be honest, this baby is about the size of a flannel ball.

When he was in the invisible state just now, it seemed that the flannel ball couldn't see him, so his weight and size couldn't be borne by El Cat. The flannel ball can easily hold him and move him.

But now that the flannel ball could see him, he could only hold it up on his head with difficulty and run towards Lan En.

Lann observed the baby, Ocelot, the youngest prince of the Kingdom of Lothric.

The color of his skin all over his body was abnormal, just like that of a demon king. Moreover, the fingers on the palm are as thin as a scaleless white dragon.

Obviously, the crazy Oceroes was the first to give this 'gift' to his children after he experimented with dragon transformation.

Although Ocelot is a baby, he is also a baby of the gods.

He was hurt by the dragon transformation experiment and instinctively hid himself from the 'sight'.

And now, is it because Osroais is dead? So show up.

Lan En held the baby, frowning and guessing.

But why... did he reach out to me just now?