Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 952 934. Dead City

There was a "click", which was the sound of the mechanical structure on the demon hunter's left arm armor biting together.

It’s also the sound of the projector’s hook lock popping out.

Although Clayton has a character that Lan En dislikes, he is addicted to violence. But as a warrior, his planning and execution abilities are enough to be called a 'good player'.

His tactics really made Sirius show wariness and guard against Lan En who had just appeared, so he distanced himself.

It stands to reason that distance is the time difference.

No matter whether Clayton had the ability to kill Sirius quickly or not, he could at least fight Sirius one-on-one within this time difference without having to worry about Lan En appearing from behind and stabbing him in the waist more than ten meters away.

Unfortunately, Clayton didn’t know that Lan En did not fall into the category covered by ‘common sense’.

His attack distance and range of influence are not at the same level as ordinary warriors in this world!

The hook lock, which was tanned from the back mane of the Great Ferocious Jackal Dragon, spanned a distance of more than ten meters, and the mechanical claw on it accurately grabbed Clayton's arm!

Mechanical bite, hundreds of kilograms of pressure but with the power of the soul, could not cause any harm to Clayton.

But Lan En didn't think that a mere few hundred kilograms or even less than a ton of hook claw grip could defeat a warrior who mastered [Combat Skills].

He just hoped to use the hook to restrict and disrupt Clayton's movement rhythm.

Sirius is also an experienced warrior. If the enemy has a problem with the rhythm of his movements, she will definitely seize the opportunity.

But Lan En, who had already shot the hook lock and grabbed the enemy's limbs, said softly, "Oh?" ’ made a sound.

The demon hunter's left arm, which was already tense, suddenly felt like it was being pulled forward.

Lan En was a little surprised. Although his strength was not comparable to that of a world-famous warrior hero like Guda who could serve as an alternate salary king, why could Clayton pull his arm?

Is it because of that roaring [Combat Skill]?

The power of the soul, as the warrior power of this ancient world, was only the tip of the iceberg in front of Lan En, and he was not surprised for too long.

If it's a bit difficult to pull, then try another method.

Almost immediately after the hook hooked the target, Lan En had already prepared a backup plan.

There was a 'bang' sound and the air surged!

The [Alder Seal], which is limited to a very small range, has a very strong cohesive thrust.

A round of ammunition that had been waiting in the arm armor's mechanical structure was pushed out, and the supersonic projectile crossed a mere dozen meters in an instant.

"Snapped!"

"Um?!"

Before Clayton even realized what was hooking his hand, his brute strength enhanced by [Combat Skill] acted on the hook lock.

Immediately afterwards, a handful of blood-red droplets burst out from the arm of his soul body.

It seems that due to the structure of the soul body, the sound when it is hit is slightly different from the physical body.

Although Clayton's arm remained intact and had normal mobility due to the power of the soul. But even with the blessing of [Combat Skills], the arm movements could not help but become crooked.

Sirius did not exceed Lan En's expectations, she caught this flaw keenly.

Although at the beginning, Clayton's sudden acceleration and release of [combat skills] did make her a little unexpected.

But Lan En's next move made her see the opportunity.

The female knight of the Kingdom of Twilight seems to have a heavy stabbing sword as standard equipment.

The stabbing sword is longer than half a hand sword, sharp and slender.

When Clayton's movements changed, Sirius accurately sent the rapier into the opponent's unprepared chest.

And it was thrust three times in succession.

The stabbing sound of "呲呲呲" is like puncturing a full water bag.

The female knight's basic skills were fully demonstrated. Even if the opponent was wearing high-quality armor and had soul power attached to it, the penetrating wound still penetrated the opponent's entire body.

It pierced through the chest and sprayed droplets from the back where the soul body was hit.

After using the [Combat Skill], Clayton made no achievements at all, and was defeated by the cooperation of the two people.

Clayton, whose posture collapsed under three consecutive thrusts, no longer had the strength to resist the pull of the hook lock on his arm.

The demon hunter retracted his wrist, and the red soul body fell involuntarily and slid towards him.

Clayton didn't scream or wail. In this world, people generally die silently.

But he still wanted to struggle.

The ax in his hand was dragged backwards on the ground, apparently trying to catch a certain point of strength to make him stop.

But the ax flashed with yellow lightning and crackled on the ground, but it couldn't stop him from getting closer to Lan En.

There was no accident, and the hook lock brought Clayton back while shrinking.

This warrior, who was considered strong among ordinary people, was two heads shorter than Lan En, and his body circumference was two circles smaller.

Like a minor child standing in front of adults.

Lan En pinched the opponent's helmet, and Clayton wanted to resist with the ax in his hand. After all, his [combat skill] was a state and it was still lasting.

But he couldn't be faster than Lan En's hands.

"Pfft!"

The blade of the Lake Lady's Sword penetrated the soul body, penetrating from front to back.

After the last battle with the malicious soul body of [Crystalized Daughter] Clinhide, Lan En also 'somewhat' summed up an efficient way to deal with them.

The sound of "second la la" was endless.

The adjusted airflow blade, like a high-speed saw blade, kept pulling inside the opponent's body as Lan En drew out the long knife.

High-frequency attacks can efficiently consume soul power.

By the time Lan En pulled out the long knife completely, the blood-red human figure in his hand had dissipated like water foam in the sun.

The malevolent spirit body has collapsed.

"It seems that he can at least be at peace for a while. Damage to the soul body is not easy to deal with."

Sirius walked over from a short distance away, his sword retracted from his waist, and his tone was calm and cold as usual.

But when she walked in front of Lan En, she bent down and bowed in a very elegant manner.

This seems to be the etiquette of the Kingdom of Twilight.

"I apologize, Lan. It seems that you have not become a scumbag like Clayton."

Sirius stood up after bowing and looked up at Lan En calmly. It was hard to tell which one was colder between her expression and the silver headdress and white veil she wore.

"Don't worry, caution is necessary to survive in these difficult times."

Lan En subconsciously flicked the knife and put Alondette back into the scabbard.

"I just didn't expect to meet you here. You have been gone for a long time since I left the Netherworld Church."

"It's hard to calculate the time in the underground passage, and losing the sun makes time blurry. I don't even remember how long I walked."

Sirius shook his head.

"I only remember those terrifying enemies and the deep darkness. It seems that you came from another way, Irushil? Very good, at least you don't have to pass by Nacasus' tomb."

"The power there is indeed as rumored. It is too deep, so deep that it is close to the abyss."

She didn't ask Lan En why he came to Irushil.

Sirius's personality seemed distant, to put it mildly, measured.

"It's time for me to leave. We all have a mission, and missions make people lonely."

Lan En understood that this meant saying 'goodbye'.

Based on the Witcher's understanding of her: Sirius didn't want to involve others, nor did he want others to involve him.

But unexpected.

"We should have reduced our involvement with each other and focused on our respective missions. But..."

The eyes under the silver headdress looked at the witcher.

"You are a kind person, Lan En. I have witnessed this with my own eyes. I am also very happy that when we meet again, you still make me feel the same as before. This is precious in this era."

"Although I am also a person with a mission, I can leave you my emblem."

"They say 'The road to the Ember requires sacrifice.' If I can help you, call upon me."

"I hope your journey will be protected by the moon."

Lan En has become somewhat accustomed to the reticence and deathly mentality of people in this world. So he just nodded slightly to show that he understood.

Sirius did not hesitate, turned and walked towards Irushil. It soon disappeared among the layers of Gothic buildings.

Lan En also turned back to Qilin and Velvet Ball from the bridge, and took them into the divine capital under the moon.

Because of the little doll on his body, when he stepped off the bridge and entered the city, it was like breaking through a layer of window paper.

There was a slight resistance, but it was insignificant.

After entering the city, a New World ancient dragon, an Elu cat, and a demon hunter all looked around.

After all, a city that is under the dark moon all year round because the gods live in it, with snow and aurora floating in it, is much more magical than Gos Velen, where Arethusa is located.

But unexpected.

"Here." Velvet Ball licked his paws, smoothed the hair on his ears with his paws, and looked around suspiciously.

"Isn't it too quiet here, nya?"

"yes."

Lan En echoed the flannel ball.

At the same time, in those amber cat eyes, the initial curiosity and surprise gradually faded and finally disappeared.

Only solemnity and alertness remained.

Lan En's ears twitched slightly, and he heard sounds from deep within the city.

Being high up and in the center of this city is far less quiet than this remote entrance.

"I'm so fucked. How can something happen anywhere in this world?!"

The corners of Lan En's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help swearing.

"follow me!"

The witcher called to Qilin and Velvet Ball. At the same time, he reminded Qilin extra.

"Don't run too fast. Who knows if there are any traps in this kind of city."

Qilin's head nodded quickly. Then he followed Lan En, not daring to run around.

And look deeper and higher along the city streets.

I saw pillars of gushing fire protruding from the roof. This was accompanied by cries of people being burned and chopped to death.