Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 928 910.Capturing the Heroes

 The toughness of the soul body is obviously inferior to that of the physical body.

　　After Lan En did what he did to Clynthide with the dagger, the blood-red soul body collapsed on the ground, and then turned into a field of dissipated light particles.

 Only the blocking dagger was left in Lan En's hand.

Lan En was once again surprised that a person's soul could leave behind items after death.

However, considering that these weapons are engraved with [combat skills] and are items that have been carved by soul power, this phenomenon is not unacceptable.

Lan slightly waved the parrying dagger in his hand.

I found that as long as I concentrated enough to release the seal, I could actually use the [combat skills] engraved on the weapon.

 And the feeling after using it is that it is more strenuous than releasing the seal.

It seems that although he does not have a "soul" that fits the concept of this world, if he just uses the weapons here, he will actually consume energy, physical strength and other fairly conventional things.

Lan En put the parrying dagger in his hand and unconsciously turned it around, creating a burst of brilliant light.

 The weapon on his waist was just as Lan En had judged, it was a fighting knife that was very distinctive in this world.

 The person who created these corpses also appeared in front of the witcher.

 After killing the malicious soul of [Crystal Daughter] Clinhild, Lan En was able to move on and head to the Fire Sacrifice.

With his swordsmanship talent and accumulation, if he can use a weapon to use a certain technique, then it basically means that he himself will definitely master this technique.

 Know who to target in this apocalypse of fire.

　　The first time Lan En saw him, he looked him up and down.

After walking a short distance on the hillside next to the cliff, a roofless circular ceremony venue was already in sight.

 Whether it is standing posture or habitual movements of the hands. Even the tattered linen clothes.

　　【Block】, this technique is quite interesting in his eyes.

As the witcher integrated clues and knowledge, he basically figured out the general reason for the changes in Lothric's fire-passing ceremony.

He was wearing tattered clothes, and it could even be said that he was just wrapped in a linen cloth.

Although it still seems to be of no help to this declining world, he is at least less confused.

He was a lean man with muscles sticking to his bones under the skin. He looked obviously malnourished, but he felt inexplicably powerful.

There were corpses of wandering souls lying on the road along the way, until Lan En approached the arched door of the ceremony venue.

The numerous rips on the clothes should have been cut by sharp weapons such as swords, rather than the normal wear and tear of clothing over time.

 This is indeed an expert in knife skills.

 A small glass lantern was placed at his feet, illuminating a very limited firelight. And he stood leaning against the doorpost of the arched door, looking into the ceremony venue with burning eyes.

Even though his clothes were torn by so many sword attacks, there was not a drop of blood on the clothes, and the skin under the clothes was only thin and without scars.

 Such a person, if you think about it, you will know that he is an expert in playing with knives.

The main body of the ring-shaped ceremony venue is made of marble, and a few scattered small piles of candles are lit in the ring.

 In this increasingly dark environment, it appears ethereal, sacred, but insignificant.

 “Here comes another one.”

The man's voice was dry, but his tone was sharp.

While speaking, he glanced sideways at Lan En, who was approaching. He put his fingers on the scabbard and slightly pushed away the knife handle.

“You are also the one who is blocking others from going to the fire sacrificial site?”

From the corpse on the road, Lan En had already guessed that there would be a person like him ahead of him, so he was not surprised to see him now.

The witcher just walked over without changing his stride, and at the same time spread his hands by his side to show that he was not hostile.

“On the contrary, I think the two of us are on the same road.”

 “I also want to ask you what’s going on standing here?”

 Lan En’s attitude was generous and unabashed. This contact strategy is a good way to make the 'experts' in front of them put down some hostility.

 At least his thumb pushed back the blade that had been pushed out of the scabbard by a finger's width.

"I?"

 His hand never left the scabbard.

"I came here to find a good knife. Rumor has it that the knife is near the Fire Sacrifice in Lothric."

"Looking for a knife?" Lan En was a little confused, "Now even the First Fire has weakened, and the order of the world is about to collapse. Are you here looking for a knife?"

 “Just looking for a knife.” The expert said calmly and matter-of-factly.

"I just want to come over to find the knife when Lothric can't take care of it. The rest, the first fire, the order of the world. I don't care about these. I only care about good swords and good sword skills."

 “But this trip was really exciting.”

As he spoke, a sarcastic smile appeared on the expert's lean face.

 He pointed Lan En to the inside of the ceremony venue.

“This is the only way to enter the Fire Sacrifice, but look at that.”

Looking along the expert's finger, Lan En saw a tall figure standing in the center of the circular ceremony venue, with several faint candles lit around it. Even compared to Lan En's stature, that man was a full head taller. Strong and intimidating.

Wearing a suit of dark silver armor, the faceplate looks like a human face, and he holds a thick and heavy halberd in his hand.

He had blood on the blade of his halberd, but he just stood there and looked at the expert and Lan En at the door, as if he was not going to move as long as they didn't come in.

 The expert lowered his fingers and leaned against the doorpost again.

“The captives of Lothric’s foreign campaigns, the hero who was originally supposed to replace the prince who was burned—Guda.”

“This is especially true for heroes who are bound by their fate and are willing to pay any price for freedom.”

"Someone in the team escorting him rebelled. He should have negotiated terms with those people. After getting rid of the shackles and picking up weapons and armor, he stayed here. No one was allowed to pass, and there was even a person in the team. The black knights left over from the age of gods were also killed by him, and now they have all turned into ashes. I don’t know when they will be able to regain their human form."

 “Oh, you are indeed a great hero who was chosen as King of Salary.”

“If you don’t go in, you’ll be fine.” The expert pointed to where the two were standing, and then pointed toward the inside of the ceremony venue. "Once you get in, you'll be there until you die."

“But I don’t think you are a person who would be intimidated and stop on the way to your goal.”

Lan En’s eyes were looking at Guda in the center of the ceremony venue, but he was talking to the expert.

"You're right, I can't give up halfway. I'm here just for that good knife, and no one can make me give it up."

 The expert said nonchalantly, and regardless of whether Lan En saw it or not, he tapped his temple.

"But I don't want to die before I get the knife. So I won't do it rashly until I'm sure I can see through his moves and be able to defeat him."

 Lan glanced at the expert.

 Listen to this. Does this person first observe the enemy's moves and then simulate the battle in his mind?

He is a very difficult swordsman.

 If such a swordsman is accumulated deeply enough and the preparation time is long enough, anyone who encounters him will have a headache.

 After being silent for a while, Lan En walked directly past the expert and entered the ceremony hall.

"Unlike you, I still hope that the first fire will not be extinguished here, but will be put out first."

 The expert remained motionless, as if Lan En was just passing by him.

"what ever."

 They are both warriors, so there is nothing pretentious about this situation. Just be prepared to fight tooth and nail and see blood for your own goals.

 At the same time that Lan En passed the expert and stepped into the arched door.

Guda, who had been standing there, raised his head slightly amid the slight collision of armor parts.

As experts say, stepping into this ceremonial site is equivalent to starting an endless battle with Gudam.

 Clear sword light flowed out from the scabbard on Lan En's left waist.

The Sword of the Lake Girl has been unsheathed, and Lan En's hand is subconsciously spinning out brilliant sword flowers.

In the center of the ceremony venue, the captive hero, who had never spoken a word from beginning to end, also clenched his halberd with a bang.

That halberd, which was even taller than Guda, made a lot of noise just by lifting it up from the ground.

The two people approached each other silently, and the killing intent bursting out from each other also made the already faint candlelight flicker even more in the rich dark sky.

 “Bang!”

 Guda, who was even bigger than Lan En, suddenly jumped up.

The impact of the foot caused the puddle in the middle of the ceremony venue to explode into a two-meter-high splash!

The demon hunter raised his eyes slightly. This was the first time he saw a warrior in this world who could jump more than three meters high.

　　immediately after

 “Dang!!”

 The sound was almost tearing the eardrums apart! There are also extremely dazzling sparks!

 At the same time, it burst out from the middle point where the two swords met!

 Lan En clenched his teeth subconsciously, causing the apples of his cheeks to bulge slightly.

 Huge power!

His arms were shaking uncontrollably, and at the same time, even if he kept his body's posture stable, the friction on his soles could not keep Lan En still in place.

Amidst the sound of leather boots rubbing against stone slabs, Lan slid backwards on the ground for seven or eight meters before he stopped.

 The hero Guda, who jumped over and assisted the attack with his weight from a high position, his eyes suddenly widened under his strange helmet and visor.

Normally, he would wave his halberd once, and then the enemies on the opposite side would fly into the sky if they should, and roll away if they should be beaten.

 Even if it is directly hit, it is normal for the body and armor to be torn off in pieces.

 But these are the consequences that the enemy's weak body should bear.

 For him, swinging the halberd once and then again was not a difficult movement at all.

But just now, after clashing with the enemy's weapons on the opposite side, an inexplicable force suddenly blocked his smooth movements!

With Guda's strength, even if his swing hits a solid rock wall, his halberd can directly dig out a swing trajectory on the rock wall and penetrate it directly!

But now, the halberd he swung seemed to have hit the mountain wall made of fine steel, and was bounced back!

This also resulted in the continuous slashing that should have been carried out with super strength. After the first slash, it was impossible to launch a follow-up attack.

And when Lan En stabilized his body from sliding backwards from the impact, the hero Guda just happened to pull his halberd back to a normal combat posture.

 There is no time to take advantage of the opportunity to pursue!