Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 941 923. The King’s Black Hand

"I know a shortcut."

Klimt promised firmly.

"An elevator passage can lead directly to the top floor of the large library."

Lan En frowned and looked up, mentally observing and recording every gap between the eaves and buildings.

Finally, it was concluded that in Lothric's architectural style of coexistence of grandeur and crampedness, the building itself would be tall and majestic, but the gaps between the buildings would always be stingy.

There is no doubt that these gaps should not be able to support the plump armor of the winged knights to pass through and then fly up.

"Elevator" Lan En muttered and repeated, while mentally assessing the risks of the action.

For an experienced commander, this is already a subconscious reaction.

"The lift is very narrow and it's not a reassuring environment."

In fact, in urban combat, elevators are a nightmare that is best left untouched.

But Klimt insisted on shaking his head at this moment.

"If you knew the layout of those sages in the big library and the dangers lurking in this great library that has been inherited from the mythical age, then you would never refuse my proposal."

"Because the risks are compared, taking the elevator is a rational move."

Although Lan En has essentially become the operational commander, there is no doubt that Klimt is more familiar with terrain and enemy placement.

So although he felt uneasy, Lan En still nodded and agreed to Klimt's proposal and took the elevator to the top of the building.

The unknown elevator made a scratching sound of painted wood, which was not annoying.

Klimt took advantage of this moment to describe to Lan the possible risks in the large library.

"The place has many institutions and rugged terrain."

The Archbishop of the White Sect obviously has a rich understanding of the Great Library. After all, this place has only been entrusted to the sages by Osroais for hundreds of years, and it has always been a public resource before.

"It is rumored that the Great Library was part of Anor Londe, the divine capital of the Mythical Age, and was the residence of a protoss duke. Later, during the relocation of the divine capital to what is now the Cold Lie Valley, the library mansion was placed in Lothric. .”

The protoss Duke Lann captured this character keenly.

It also reminds me of the white dragon knowledge in the big library. White Dragon Hiss is a relative of King Gwen and the Duke of the Gods.

It's almost certain that this large library is the White Dragon Hiss's mansion in the Mythical Age.

A library of a 'biochemical experiment' madman. This place indeed sounds dangerous enough.

"We don't need to say more about who the enemies are in the big library. But I want to remind you, Lan En. In that big library, the most dangerous thing is not 'people'!"

Klimt raised his head and looked directly into the witcher's eyes, looking very serious.

"The most dangerous thing there is the knowledge in certain books!"

"Don't think that as long as you don't read it, the knowledge in those books can't do anything to you. To tell you the truth, that knowledge is too ancient and too profound. Today, the situation is no longer for learners. Pursue the knowledge in those books.”

Having said this, Klimt's eyes widened unconsciously, as if he recalled some horrific scenes and experiences.

Even though these images and experiences span time, they can still give people a terrifying shock.

"That knowledge is already 'alive'! They will stretch out their arms from the books, like a falcon chasing a rabbit, insisting on letting anyone passing by read them."

Knowledge is activated and chasing learners. Even though Lan En has personally experienced many worlds, this situation can be considered bizarre.

However, he can still maintain his adaptability and acceptance in a good mental state.

"So, the sages in the Great Library covered themselves with wax just to survive next to these books?"

The demon hunter tried his best to maintain logical thinking among all the mysterious things.

"How does the knowledge in those books hurt people? Make them crazy? Or something like that?"

"I have no idea."

Klimt shook his head and said.

"Because countermeasures are already in place, that knowledge has not been available for a long time. But you also know that now we are fighting a civil war, and in a combat situation, those original insurance measures no longer apply."

Like the way the sages put wax on their heads, will the warriors who strive to clearly see every move of the enemy in close combat still have combat effectiveness after using it?

And without combat effectiveness, they will be killed by the enemy. So it is better not to cover the head with wax, the chance of survival is higher.

Those preventive measures for activating knowledge are still useful, but they are no longer applicable in today's situation.

Soon, the elevator reached the end.

After exiting the elevator, there is a small room that seems to serve as a connection point between the two areas.

In front of the small room is the flat roof of the large library. There is a statue of a scholar sitting on a chair on the roof. It seems that his status should be high, and he seems to be the original sage.

It’s just that for some unknown reason, the sculptor added many tree root-like growths to the statue’s body. It makes people wonder whether the original sages are human beings.

And beyond the small room is a long bridge.

There should have been solemn and exquisite stone carvings of the king on the long bridge, but now the stone carvings of the king have been specially destroyed, and many soldiers and knights were placed on the bridge to guard it.

At the other end of the bridge is the palace located at the highest point in the mountain city of Lothrik.

At Lan En's signal, the group of people slowed down their steps again and lowered their bodies to move.

Although there was no one on the roof of the big library in front, there were quite a few people on the long bridge in the back, but because it was far away, it was not easy for people there to find their traces.

After all, with Lan En's eyesight, he could barely see a few Lothric knights wearing blue robes on the opposite side.

The witcher gave Klimt a wink, and the archbishop led the way consciously.

The group of them walked through the small room, and when they came out, they discovered that the small room was the base of a tower.

Climbing up the tower along the spiral staircase, everyone couldn't help but clenched the weapons in their hands.

This was a little too smooth. Saint Gezide was on the top floor of the big library, and they arrived without any danger.

"Perhaps these people no longer value the saint?"

Klimt whispered, as if he was convincing himself and everyone.

"After all, it's been a long time. They've known the secrets of the saint for a long time."

Generally speaking, although Lan En does not agree with this kind of luck, he does not reject it if it can relax the atmosphere in the team a little.

But what Klimt said was a bit too FLAG.

"Okay, shut up now, Klimt."

Lan En's mouth twitched and he whispered, while his cat eyes glanced around intelligently.

And at the next moment, the witcher's cat-like pupils suddenly shrank into a slit!

At a moment when no one could react, Lann directly raised his foot and kicked Klimt's left elbow joint.

The archbishop, who was kicked to the point of numbness, reflexively raised his hand. The front part of his arm was still tied with the holy flower shield brought from the supply house.

There was a "choking" sound as metal collided! With the sparks of metal friction!

Because the speed was too fast and too fierce, the length of the bow and arrow could not be discerned due to the afterimage of the pull, and it directly passed by the curved convex surface of the Holy Flower Shield!

If it weren't for Lan En's sudden kick just now, the arrow would have passed through Klimt's head by now.

But even with Lan En's intervention, the power of this arrow is still frightening!

The curved convex surface of the Holy Flower Shield slightly deflected the direction of the arrow, but the arrow still passed through Klimt's shoulder.

And with just this 'scratching', a large piece of fabric was torn off the archbishop's clerical robe, which was tightly stitched and made of solid materials!

At the same time, a blood groove was opened on Klimt's shoulder where the bones could be seen!

But the arrow's power was still not exhausted.

The deflected arrow happened to be facing a winged knight.

That powerful arrow could actually penetrate the body of the feathered knight wearing plump armor!

"Poof!"

The Winged Knight, whose arm was pierced by an arrow, let out a suppressed groan from his helmet.

Then, the arrow that pierced the Winged Knight's arm finally stopped in the wall behind.

And when Lan En turned to look over, only half of the arrow body was still exposed outside the building stones. The stones around the impact point looked like they had been blown to pieces!

Judging from the specifications, the arrow was nothing more than an ordinary arrow fired from an ordinary longbow!

This kind of power is a longbow [combat skill] that uses the power of the soul!

And he is definitely a master!

It's almost the same as Cassandra's [Destruction Shot] using all her strength!

The whole team was in chaos for a moment.

But with Mentos' ballistic restoration, Lan immediately locked onto the direction in which the arrow was flying and looked in that direction.

At the top of the tower, a man wearing a black wide-brimmed hat and a combination of leather jacket and plate armor was about to put away his long bow and instead grabbed a small horn on his waist.

In the process, Lan En also saw a ring on the man's hand.

The image on the ring is a black silhouette wearing a wide-brimmed hat!

The king’s black hand!

Lan En immediately realized what character was attacking him.

There are only three people in the King's Black Hand, but they are shadow killers directly under the royal family and capable of confronting and cutting off the three pillars of royal power!

To put it simply, they are the royal black gloves that use superb personal force and technology to maintain the stability of the royal power!

Without any time to think, Lan En took temporary command of the battlefield as if instinctively.

"Go up and kill him! We can't let him blow the horn!"

Lan En took the lead and rushed in that direction, patting the three golden armored winged knights standing together.

Physical movements can sometimes save a lot of communication time.

So needless to say, the three golden-armored winged knights flapped their wings, their plump bodies rose into the air, and smashed towards the top of the tower!