Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 968 950. Blast and kill

Looking at the destructive power below that was like the destruction of the world, Lan En, who was lifted up and protected by a whirlwind, was at ease with his hands folded across his chest, as if watching fireworks, and he let out a gasp of admiration.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's awesome."

If we were to go back to the Magical Middle Ages and tell Lan En's friends about the current situation, I'm afraid they would have some difficulty understanding it.

Because this kind of destructive power that can cause geological changes is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Perhaps only those legendary mages who were the first to feel the power of magic during the human landing period were able to do so through certain means, and then as time went by, they were regarded as exaggerated legends by warlocks.

But Lan En watched with his own eyes from high in the sky, as the sunlight spear was projected down, and then the sky collapsed!

This level of material destructive power is not enough to make him feel incredible.

Because he had seen more violent power in [Memory Diving].

He even gave orders and pressed buttons himself.

Even the sun will be compressed into a singularity, the planet will be cracked into rubble in the universe by the attacks of several spacecraft, the hot core of the earth will be exposed in the cold vacuum, and the molten metal swirling in the core will solidify and form

If we look at physical destructive power, the human empire in the interstellar era is obviously more violent. Technology is also more professional than magic.

So Lan En can understand this level of power, because it should exist and Lan En has witnessed it with his own eyes.

And the Demon Hunter never expected to kill Eldridge in one blow from the beginning.

Although he went to fight Eldridge for the last time in a competitive mood, he still remained rational.

Eldridge is an enemy that is difficult to kill. Even if you use [Spiritual Vision] to directly observe his essence, it is very troublesome to destroy him.

So Lan En came to wash away his shame in that blow at the beginning, and then let the unknown king's sunshine spear kill him.

Simply put - the final blow is about fighting for breath.

Lane couldn't accept that he was worse than a weak scumbag like Eldridge.

This kind of pride is usually not noticed by most people due to his kind personality, but if he encounters a situation like Eldridge that makes him angry and unacceptable, it will be completely displayed.

The collapse of a mountain range will not end for a while.

Billions of pieces of earth and stone collapsed, collided, and slipped. This process alone took several hours.

Lan En was lifted by the whirlwind and came to the side of the storm dragon.

Obviously, this whirlwind is the power of the storm dragon.

The nameless king standing on the dragon's head glanced at the witcher indifferently with his eyes sandwiched between the scarf and the crown.

‘You did something boring. ’

Lan En felt that he somewhat understood the meaning of this unknown king.

Tens of thousands of years of hard training and pursuit of the ancient dragon's path seemed to have degraded his ability to communicate and speak.

"Don't get me wrong." Lan En, floating in the whirlwind, smiled and waved his hand. "I'm not fighting Eldridge just to help you."

"I just did it for my own reasons."

The unknown king looked at Lan En's hand with cold eyes. The sword had returned to its original shape, with the cracks and cracks of the thunder pattern disappearing, leaving only the residual heat of the flame.

Then it swept across his profile.

Finally, he shook his head inexplicably, as if he was still sighing under the scarf.

He waved his hand, and then the storm dragon's feathered wings flapped slightly, and Lan fell towards the unshattered remnants of the buildings in Anor Londo below.

The location of the landing point happened to be the place where Qilin rested after carrying Gwendelin and running away with the giant with the broken leg.

After landing, the whirlwind dissipated gently. The velvet ball came jumping up and down.

"Awesome, awesome, meow!"

The kitten's big watery eyes almost sparkled with stars.

"First it was Lan En, your sword, and then the lightning spear, and there was such a loud 'bang'!"

Thanks to the nameless king's superb power control, these onlookers standing at such a close distance were not affected by the power that could shatter half of the mountain range.

Cat's surprise and excitement were reasonable, but Qilin's calmness when facing the Sunshine Spear surprised Lan En.

But when Lan En used the variant [Yaxi Sign] to communicate with it, Qilin himself was a little confused.

He just said: ‘I feel pretty sure that this level of power should exist. Maybe my parents have seen it? Or was it seen by ancestors from a longer time ago? ’

‘But. Anyway, there’s no need to be surprised, just keep your head down and run away at all costs when hostility is confirmed. But it's not a hostile situation now, right? ’

Qilin's words made him a little confused, which made Lan En feel that the world where the New World is located seems to have quite deep water.

But I’ll worry about the future later. It’s useless to talk about it now.

Gwendelin, who was on Qilin's back, looked at Lan En with a worried look on his face.

Above them, the Storm Dragon flapped its wings again, and together with the nameless king above them, rushed down towards the mountain that was still collapsing, and smoke and dust were rising in the sky during the collision.

"You shouldn't have been entangled with Eldridge at the end, it was too risky. The power of my brother's Sunshine Spear is almost as powerful as my father's! If you hadn't distanced yourself from Eldridge at that time, then..."

The power displayed by the unknown king did not surprise Gwendelin, but only made him miss him.

After all, not only had he seen his eldest brother fighting in ancient times, he had even seen their father, the Sunshine King Gwen, in his heyday.

Furthermore, the entire city of Lothric was raised several hundred meters by the two princes.

If calculated from an energy perspective, this may be more terrifying than the unknown king blowing up half of the mountain range.

After all, Lothric City is also a mountain city covering a mountain range.

Magic just doesn't make sense sometimes.

So now, Shadow Sun is just worried about Lan En.

Faced with Gwendelin's concern, Lan En just smiled freely.

"Really? I have a feeling that he won't just blast me to death so ruthlessly."

The witcher scratched his head.

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, I feel comfortable. The darkness in my body is also fading, but why is he still rushing under the collapsing mountain?"

Lan En looked at the wind duct swept out by the storm tornado in the smoke and dust rising to the skyline with some confusion.

Gwendelin shook his head tiredly.

"Eldridge is the awakened Salary King. Although most of his soul has been burned away, he is still not that easy to kill. Even if he is hit by his brother's Sunshine Spear in the front."

"But it doesn't matter, your last sword ignited the [Ember Fire], although I don't know how you did it. But Eldridge's 'firewood' was burned by the [Ember Fire], and now my brother is chasing him again Kill him, he is already dead.”

"That's right." Lan En sighed with emotion at Eldridge's vitality, or the power of someone who could become the salary king. Then he seemed to remember something and changed the topic.

"But your brother" Lan En pursed his lips and pointed at the ruins of Anor Londo, which was mostly in ruins. "You haven't been home for so long, why are you so cruel when you first come back?"

"It's my fault." Gwendelin shook his head in a low voice. "Perhaps my brother doesn't miss the hometown where he was expelled."

"Don't be so low-key." Lan En patted Gwendolin's shoulder, making the Dark Moon God shrink a little.

"He really doesn't care about this ancient divine city, but that doesn't mean he resents you. After I told him the situation, he came without any delay."

"Really?" Gwendelin looked a little doubtful, but after a moment, a smile appeared on his lips.

He was only a few minutes away from being eaten by Eldridge.

The road to Gulongding was not easy either. If what Lan En said was not true, he should be digested in the belly of the black mud now.

"Okay, it's time for us to go down. It feels like the base of Anor Londo is about to collapse."

Lan En got on his horse, holding Gwendelin, who was completely out of power, in his arms, while the flannel ball jumped onto Qilin's head consciously.

"The great King Xin will be left to the great eldest son of the sun to deal with, and below the capital city of God, the suppression of the rebellion is still going on."

Lan En raised his chin towards Irushil below. The originally quiet and gorgeous city was now burning under the dragon's flames of the huge flying dragon.

But neither the city's master, Shadow Sun, nor the demon hunters passing by were worried about this.

Because there are only a bunch of hateful traitors in that city.

Lan En held the giant blacksmith's chain with one hand and helped him go down.

After walking a few steps, the demon hunter suddenly looked towards the collapsed mountain as if he was sensing something.

At the same time, the thin lips curved slightly.

The darkness hidden in the body has completely dissipated. The sense of relaxation that had not been seen for a long time made Lan En feel comfortable physically and mentally.

This also means that salary king Eldridge has officially been declared dead.

——

In the cold valley, there is not much power left to the Pope.

Sullivan's face was solemn and angry. But this emotion can no longer be vented to the slaves or subordinates as usual.

He could only hide in the shadow of the city and run away like a lost dog.

His footsteps stepped on the stone bricks covered with a layer of snowflakes. Sullivan tried his best to control his steps as light and fast as possible.

Because he knew very well that the people behind him were clinging to it!

"Ha~"

The monster's breathing can still be easily heard even from a distance.

This is the sound of the war knights exhaling cold air.

But unlike in the past, the wild and continuous attack habits of these beast-turned knights were different.

What followed this chilling sound was not the sound of Irushil slashing at objects with his straight sword, but

"Stab it!"

The sharp blade pierced the armor with a sharp stroke, followed by the sound of flesh under the armor.

There is no sloppiness at all, and it is so decisive that people can’t react at all!

This is the fighting style of [Dragon Hunter] Oonstein.

He is used to using the dragon hunting gun to directly penetrate the enemy's weak point in the short moment between the enemy's move and the next move.

The head of a warrior knight, still braving the cold, rolled out from the corner of the wall.

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