Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 946 928. Closed door

The weapons of the Winged Knights were all rubbed with charred rosin, burning with a layer of flame.

These flames ensure that even if the sages who were chopped down do not die immediately, the wax on their bodies will be heated by the flames.

The damage caused by cold solidified wax oil and heated wax oil are obviously not on the same level.

"No need to fight with him, we are here to save people."

Looking at the crystal old man in front of him who stroked a circle of crystal balls again, although he didn't speak a word, his cold eyes seemed to say, 'This road is blocked'.

Lan En wasn't even interested in looking at him.

Blocking the bridge?

This old guy really has no tactical thinking at all.

My action goal from beginning to end has been to ‘save people’, and now that I have reached this position.

Why should I waste time with you here?

"Bang!"

Lan En shifted his direction, kicked open the solid wood fence on the bridge, and jumped off.

Klimt who followed him was stunned for a moment by this decisive and unconventional decision, not to mention the crystallized old man blocking the bridge opposite.

The suspended crystal clusters floated into the sky by the old crystallizer seemed to have escaped the control of the caster and entered an automatic program after being released.

At this time, the crystallizing old man couldn't even move the suspended crystal cluster that he had put out with great effort.

The suspended crystal cluster is called [Crystal Hail], which is the famous spell of the Crystal Old Brothers, which proves that they have inherited the academic achievements of [Big Hat] Logan, at least part of them.

But now, after spending a lot of magic power to create the spell, the enemy is not even prepared to break into the spell's range.

Are you giving up this already formed spell pursuit? Or... take another look?

Without the experience of being immersed in battle all year round, there would be no decisiveness and crispness in making decisions when the battle comes.

The Crystal Old Man is a powerful magician, but he is not a skilled warrior.

Faced with Lan En's sudden change of route, he was completely unable to make a timely and correct judgment.

Lan En jumped down with Ge Cide in his arms.

The location of this wooden bridge was actually at least ten meters above the ground. With his attainments in [Light Body Technique], he could only land hard without losing any force while holding a fragile wounded person in his arms.

Although he was not injured, his legs were numb and he had difficulty moving for more than a second.

But here is a large library filled with bookshelves.

With these tall bookshelves, one usually has to use a cart to push the escalator to get to the books on the top floor.

At least four meters high.

Lan En accurately landed on the top of the bookshelf, missing the height difference of four meters. Even a hard landing without any loss of force did not restrict his mobility much.

It's just that these sturdy bookshelves made a heavy "squeak" sound under his own weight.

Immediately afterwards, Lan En, who had just jumped down, suddenly blocked with his right hand at his side.

After a few "ding, ding, ding" sounds, sparks and pressure burst out from the arm armor on the outside of his right hand.

Repeating crossbow.

Separated from the middle and upper floors, although there are not many magicians on the bottom floor of the big library, there are many soldiers and knights guarding it.

Lan En, who had Ge Cide as his most important goal, still ignored the intention of firing the crossbow soldier.

He simply stayed on top of the bookcase and relieved the pressure of landing in stages.

Putting down his right arm, Lan En just glanced at the crossbowman, turned around and jumped under the bookcase again.

"Winged Knight, deal with that crossbowman!"

I have my subordinates to do.

The Winged Knights, who had cleared many of the mages' firepower points, separated and jumped to the platform where the crossbowman was.

That repeating crossbow is called [Yafanlin]. Although it is a legendary weapon with a famous name, the user is just an ordinary soldier.

The Winged Knight didn't bother much, just split his body open with an axe, and didn't pay much attention to the continuous-fire crossbow that fell on the ground.

In fact, when you get to this location, you can basically say that there is only less than fifty meters away from successfully breaking out of the big library.

As long as Lan En takes two more steps forward, he can see an iron gate that separates the main entrance of the large library from the numerous bookcases behind it. In front of the fence gate is the main entrance of the big library.

The Winged Knights returned to the team one by one, and Klimt released several miracles one after another, covering the wounded in the team with a layer of golden light.

The crystallized old man on the bridge looked at the enemy team that rushed directly to the gate in such a daze, and seemed to no longer want to chase him.

Everyone felt like they were about to rush out.

But just when Lan En saw the main entrance, Ge Cide in his arms suddenly twitched.

The body that was already curled up in his arms became even more twisted, making a 'clatter' sound of crystals colliding with each other.

This was not right, it was like the crystallized power that was eroding and spreading inside her body was stimulated by something.

After thinking briefly, Lan En stopped for the first time.

The panting Klimt and the scarred Winged Knights became unusually panicked when they saw this.

After all, under the leadership of Lan En, they were invincible and never stopped even in the rain of magic arrows.

But on Lan En's side, only he could feel Ge Cide's sudden movement.

He didn't know if those sages had put magic or a curse on the saint's body, so that something would happen to her as soon as she left the big library.

But fortunately, he can use his own 'vision' to confirm.

Lan En's eyes became profound.

He looked towards Ge Cide's body and the surroundings.

Ge Cide's essence is like white sunlight being crystallized and solidified.

Although there are traces of crystal magic, there is nothing else.

On the contrary, Lan En, who did not find anything unusual in Ge Cide, made some discoveries while scanning the surroundings.

It was a wooden box hidden in the corner of the bottom floor of the large library.

There was something in that wooden box that, although weak, was essentially similar to Ge Cide's.

In [Spiritual Vision], Lan En's gaze can penetrate into the essence of most things, so the appearance of those things is not visible.

"Break open the gate!"

Lan En ordered as he walked quickly towards the wooden box he saw.

A winged knight who had just flown down from the upper level after killing someone, after hearing Lan En's order, did not stop, and crashed into the iron gate with the momentum of his descent!

There were three or four winged knights who bumped into him on the ground at the same time.

With a "boom", the entire frame of the iron fence door was knocked off and fell to the floor of the courtyard with a clanking sound.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lan En went over and kicked open the wooden box in the corner.

When the remains of the fence gate hit the ground, he just took it out of the wooden box.

A sound that was unclear whether it was striking crystal or steel came from Lan En's hand.

Inside the box was a Holy Catalyst Bell of the Priests, but on the iron Holy Bell, sporadic crystal clusters appeared as if they were growing.

A holy bell with the same essence as Ge Cide.

Lan En looked at the painful saint in her arms, but could still see the demure look on her face, and then looked at the strange holy bell in her hand.

Maybe this thing was Ge Cide's catalyst in the past?

Since the connection is so deep, it might be useful.

Lan En ran towards the door that had just been opened by the Winged Knights, while pulling off some fabric from Ge Cide's white robe, wrapping up the holy bell with crystal clusters and taking it with him.

The rain of soul arrows splashing down from above became denser again, and the high points that had been targeted and swept by the winged knights were occupied again.

The sages have regrouped much strength.

The team led by Lan En flashed past the door of the big library, and everyone rushed out without stopping.

Klimt, who was ranked last, cast a miraculous [magic protection] on himself.

This is the story of the friction between the priests and the magicians since ancient times. His body was covered with a white light film and matched with the magic square stone ring on his hand.

The last wave of rain of soul arrows that blocked the door and shot down did not leave him behind after all.

The crystallized old man wearing a wide-brimmed hat stood on the wooden bridge on the second floor, watching coldly as a group of people kidnapped the saint of angel faith.

It almost penetrated the entire defense line of the big library from high to low.

And it was only now that those stationed soldiers who came down from the top floor and were connected to the outside of the dome could reach the upper structure of the large library.

The actions of this group of people were so decisive. Whether it was decision-making or preparation, it seemed abnormal in this city of Lothric that was already in chaos!

Before anything happened, the Lothric Knights would have formed a team, led it personally, and added a knight captain who far exceeded the usual tasks as the backbone of the execution.

Maybe we can put together a top team with such mobility.

But now the Knights are almost declared destroyed!

Where did these bereaved dogs of angelic faith come together to form such a team? !

"They are all equipped with precious magic ashlar rings. We saw it with our own eyes, sir. They are all wearing them!"

A sage with no wax shell on his mouth walked up to the crystallized old man and whispered to him.

"Osroes?" The crystallized old man's oversized wide-brimmed hat trembled, but then he regained his composure.

Of course he knew that the magic square stone ring was the equipment given by Osrois to his personal guard knights, just to express his suppression of magicians.

But now.

"Impossible, he has already become addicted to the knowledge I gave him."

The crystallized old man's fingers gently brushed his cheek, which had a beak mask on it. It seemed that because it had not been removed for so long, the edges were even adherent to the flesh and blood.

That mask is the image of Moen, an apostle believed in by the priesthood. He and his twin brother wore this mask for a long time in order to gain the trust of Othroais and express their loyalty.

"White Dragon's crystallized knowledge, even if he wants to use everything he has in exchange for the results, he will never hesitate. He has no intention of caring about us, just look at the raging human pus outside."

The sage who came to report was silent for a while, and then continued.

"The garrisons connected to the top floor reported that the black hand who was supposed to be guarding the tower was dead. That was the king's black hand!"

The crystal old man was silent after hearing this name.

But then, he let out a sigh of relief.

He thought of the man who rushed towards him on this wooden bridge just now, with the saint in his arms.

Although [Crystal Hail] had been released at that time, he felt inexplicably uneasy at the time. It was as if he shouldn't have been standing in that place, in front of that man.

If the opponent is of this level, then the Black Hand of the King seems to have died unjustly.

"Let's go, let's go." After a long silence, the crystallized old man finally said in a tone that didn't seem to care.

"Anyway, we can't find anything out from Ge Cide. The saint, the princess is worthless."

"From now on, the big library is closed. If the prince asks, tell us that we are closed because of the spread of human pus outside."

"Understood."

After the wise man saluted, he turned to work.

The crystallized old man raised his head and looked at the empty birdcage hanging on the dome.

If his revenge against Osloais and the Gods was limited to this, he would definitely not be willing to do so.

But in the city of Lothrik, which was supposed to be in chaos, a group of warriors who were decisive in killing, highly resistant to magic, and capable of chopping up melons and vegetables against magicians suddenly appeared.

When he recalled the feeling of meeting Lan En just now, he thought it would be more sensible to stop there.

While the big library began to close, Lan En was already riding a unicorn, holding two protoss in his arms and rushing towards the outside of Lothric.

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