Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1197 1179. Silent creeping fog

"What exactly did you summon?"

Lan En asked seriously.

At this time, he felt that his knowledge and accumulation were not enough.

Because it is obvious that there is no record of this so-called ‘Gluttonous Demon’ now appearing in the Mahakam Mountains.

The Mahakam Mountains had been a historical residence of the dwarves long before humans landed in the north.

The dwarves should have recorded most of the powerful monsters that have appeared in this place for thousands of years.

But until now, Foltest, who is also known as the 'Protector of Mahakam', has still not received any news from the dwarves.

The dwarves themselves were so frightened that they completely sealed off their fortress in the mountains during this period.

It is enough to show that when this thing appeared, there was no beginning or end, no trace or reason.

Eighty percent of it is something brought over by the small-scale celestial sphere convergence.

And once it involves the intersection of heaven and earth, who knows what kind of monster is running over in so many worlds?

No matter how knowledgeable the monster expert is, he would not dare to make a conclusion before formal contact, not even Vesemir.

"Oh."

The female elf lying on the ground showed a fierce smile.

The elves in this world do not have canine teeth, which was considered by Oxenford scholars to be a symbol of a more complete evolution and separation from bestiality.

But now, inside those smiling lips were teeth stained red with blood. They were as ferocious as wild beasts.

She didn't speak, which already showed her attitude.

This beautiful elf beauty just lay helplessly on the ground, smiling mockingly.

"You can't escape, humans."

As she spoke, she spread her thighs and faced Lan En, smiling.

"Come on, don't you want to use me before I die? Am I not beautiful enough?"

She has a strong figure, and her plump and powerful thighs are wrapped in tight breeches, showing her graceful curves.

"No, I'm not a beast." Lan En shook his head, "And I think you just want to castrate another human before you die."

She smiled boringly: "Oh, it seems that your brain is not controlled by the genitals. You know that people are most vulnerable during orgasm."

"You also know that we are summoning something. It seems that you have indeed found a lot of information. There are some smart monkeys among the monkeys."

Faced with the other party's discriminatory remarks, Lan En looked calm.

"It is never wise to fight discrimination with discrimination, ma'am. Especially when your race is at a disadvantage in terms of force."

"Now, tell me what you summoned."

The female elf smiled indifferently: "You want to torture me? Come on, let's see if I'm a weakling!"

Lan En looked at her: "No one survived wherever that thing passed, and you are also in the river valley now."

"Do you think we care?"

"The feeling of death is not as simple as you think, madam." The demon hunter said in a professional tone, "Even people who commit suicide will most likely have an instinctive struggle when they are near death. This It’s the nature of living things.”

"And that thing can eat all kinds of creatures no matter how big or small in such a wide range. I think the process must be unpleasant and not easy."

At this moment, Lan En saw obvious and subconscious fear in the female elf's eyes.

No doubt she had seen it.

And judging from this performance.

"You want to lure that thing to the floating port or Haji Fortress?"

Lan En said suddenly.

The female elf suddenly froze for a moment, but soon forced herself to calm down.

"You want to hold back Siward's convoy, but you will escape immediately after the battle and go in other directions. The human convoy is left behind who is frightened and still on guard."

"Then that thing can find the convoy after eating elsewhere, but you can leave?"

A series of logical and clear inferences were clarified through the cooperation of Mentos and Lan.

The female elf's expression also showed the correctness of this inference.

Lan En suddenly realized that although at the individual level, most of the Scoia'tael warriors were not afraid of death because of hatred or instigation.

However, as a guerrilla team, the priority should always be to preserve oneself and preserve the organization.

Only by maintaining the existence of the team itself can we have a chance to continue fighting later.

For the military, being brave and fearless without brains and unable to control emotions is just recklessness when faced with difficult situations.

As for this team, according to their plan, they should safely evacuate this troublesome place after completing their mission.

That's why when Lan En said, 'They will be eaten by that monster,' someone like her would show an unexpected look of horror.

It doesn't look like you've already done some mental construction.

But just when Lan En wanted to use this as a breakthrough point to further break through the opponent's psychological defense... it started to fog up.

Some mist that looked light but was actually heavier than air was spreading silently and odorlessly from the dense forest floor behind them.

The fog is always difficult to detect until it becomes thicker. until

"Don't even think about it?!"

The female elf lying on the ground still seemed to want to say something with a sneer.

But strangely, Lan En looked at the female elf who was only a few feet away, and felt that her voice seemed far away and very light. It was as if just such a thin layer of mist blocked the sound.

And not only did he notice this strange phenomenon, but the female elf's own face suddenly showed a hint of panic.

He choked back even the words he hadn't finished speaking.

"What's this!"

Lan En asked the female elf loudly, but he found that his voice was obviously shouting, but now the volume was like a soft whisper.

The surroundings suddenly fell into deathly silence.

The roaring bear head pendant around the witcher's neck began to bounce.

The mist has spread silently, and all sounds in the place shrouded by the mist seem to have been absorbed.

Lann held his breath and glanced at the Scoia'tael members he had knocked to the ground.

It was found that although they coughed a little uncomfortable in the mist, other physiological indicators did not fluctuate much.

So he began to breathe carefully.

"It has a metallic smell but is not highly toxic. For ordinary people, it is just equivalent to drinking water from a lead pipe."

The fog gradually thickened, and visibility was now less than ten meters.

The surroundings were even quieter.

No sound could be heard, only the sounds within the body, the friction of bones, the flow of blood in blood vessels, the breathing of one's own lungs, the heartbeat, and the stretching and contraction of tendon coils, were highlighted in the silence.

They rely on vibrations of solid substances in the body to be transmitted to the sense organs.

Lan En moved his steps carefully, and the friction sound that should have been made between the soles of the shoes and the turf and the earth disappeared.

But the touch of resistance could be clearly heard on the soles of his feet.

The 'clattering' sound that the necklace around her neck should have made while shaking was only a slight bump against her chest, instead of a sound.

This contradictory and counter-intuitive phenomenon of clearly performing an action without any sound feedback makes people feel panicked.

That's not all.

Lan En frowned, and the vertical pupils in his eyes shrank slightly.

Opposite him, the female elf looking at him also narrowed her eyes slightly.

The hairs on the side of the demon hunter's neck suddenly stood up out of thin air as if they sensed something.

Without thinking, the sword of the Lake Girl was unsheathed from her waist.

The clear silver light blocked Lan En's side.

A moderate force came from the blade, accompanied by a disproportionately small 'dang' sound, and sparks that shot out due to the collision.

Although it is just a trivial attack and defense action process.

But at this moment, the flow of force was recorded by Lan En's body and analyzed in his biochemical brain.

The enemy's strength, general structure of the body, and offensive action model were roughly built up in Lan En's mind like an instinct.

The technical key point of [Ashi Mingryu: Climbing Carp] is to understand the enemy's moves and physical condition through the power transfer between offense and defense, and then break the enemy's posture.

So Lan En didn't even turn his head at that moment, but his body had already made a counterattack accurately and quickly.

His feet took a step back, and when he landed, he suddenly added force and swung sideways!

As he expected, the enemy's body was very light, even thin to the touch.

But this kick happened to hit the knee joints of the opponent's legs.

Immediately after Lan En turned around smoothly, the connection between the movements seemed to have been planned in advance, and it was smooth and smooth.

His palms accurately grasped the opponent's head in mid-air, which was originally a head shorter than his, but his head was lowered after he staggered.

After fixing his head, Arondette, who was originally used to resist, thrust down!

The blade stabbed into the side of the opponent's neck, which was forcibly tilted, and went all the way into the chest cavity!

A handful of blood sprayed like mist, but the color was white mist, spraying out from the knife edge on the opponent's collarbone.

But there was no 'puff' sound as the blade penetrated the flesh, the opponent's hideous and ugly mouth opened wide, but there was no ear-piercing scream either.

Lan En frowned and pulled out the long knife with a small section of golden light illuminated by runes on the blade.

The enemy's head was also released from his hands, allowing it to fall freely to the ground.

As soon as the opponent's body fell to the ground, it completely disintegrated into a ball of white mist and melted into the environment.

".Mist demon?"

The Witcher's lips moved silently as he watched the rectangular object disappear.

The face of the thing that was trying to dig out his neck from the side just now was completely visible the moment he turned around and stabbed it down with the long knife.

It has gray skin, pointed ears, a deformed human-like frame, sharp claws, and arms longer than the knees. His face and mouth were ferocious and dirty.

Coupled with the current fog, this is indeed consistent with Lan En's original speculation after receiving the information.

However, it is possible for the Mist Demon to release this kind of magical mist that can absorb sound and is slightly toxic.

but

Is it possible for the Mist Demon to do something on such a large scale?

(End of chapter)