Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1036 1018.Old Tom

I don’t know if he can’t speak or if he refuses to communicate.

The old willow tree, which was singing beautiful songs just now, now grinned and wrinkled its big nose made of hardwood tumors, as if it was about to strike cruelly.

Its countless branches, which have grown over the years, waved in the air, causing a sharp "whoosh" sound to break through the air.

It is equivalent to the swing of the whip before attacking.

The sound was chaotic, and the whipping sound was like a crossbow string being tightened before being fired.

It heralds the violent attack that will follow, which will naturally make people uncontrollably panic and fluctuate.

"Whoops!"

Only then did Qilin see clearly what terrain he had just stepped on, no wonder he couldn't stand firmly.

At this time, a burst of angry hot air spurted out from its large moist nostrils, and the electric sparks suppressed by the rune cloth flashed in a chain between its exposed hooves.

Fluffy Ball also quickly cheered up, pulled out the Thunder Cat Sword with the pattern of cat claws and meat balls from his back, and stood ready to face the huge old willow tree in the distance.

However, in this chaotic movement, Lan En heard new footsteps.

The footsteps sounded like a humanoid creature walking towards this direction.

"Flannel ball!"

The Sword of the Lake Lady in his hand was pointed at the old willow tree on guard, and Lan En called his companion's name without looking back.

"If something is coming from behind, if it's a person, stop it. I don't want another ordinary person to get involved in front of such a multi-handed enemy."

"I understand, meow! I'm going, meow!"

In addition to being cute on the outside and innocent on the inside, Velvet Ball has a warrior character that is not sloppy at all, which is one of the reasons why Lan En gets along so well with him.

Elcat put the Thunder Cat Sword back into the scabbard on its back, then got down on all fours, adjusted the [Light Body Breathing Technique], and jumped into the woods behind it with its strong and agile figure.

Seeing the flannel ball start to move, Lan En made the next step in an orderly manner.

The branches of the old willow tree waved more and more rapidly, and the whip-like branches screamed more and more fiercely in the air, but the witcher's face remained calm and collected.

This scene is pretty easy to talk about.

"Qilin, control the thunder and prepare to kill it directly!"

Although he is not unable to kill this kind of enemy, since there are ancient dragons from the New World that can control the sky and mass destruction, why not use them?

Qilin had long been angry because he was trapped in the illusion and couldn't stand straight.

And Lan En also felt emotionally that this anger was also mixed with some fear and irritation, which was indeed very characteristic of this unicorn's character.

"Xilulu!!!"

As the unicorn screamed, its front hooves lifted off the ground and stood upright.

The blue and purple crystal unicorn horns on the head glowed brightly under the high-energy infusion.

Thick dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, making the lighting conditions almost like night.

Only the dull thunder that flashes from time to time can briefly illuminate this area.

The way Qilin stood up and neighed, he looked even more noble at that moment of light!

The movements of the old willow tree's waving branches slowed down, and the old man's face, which was made up of the xylem of the trunk, showed a slightly frightened look.

Regardless of whether Qilin is timid or lazy and loves to play, the racial talent is there.

When it uses [Calling Thunder] with all its strength, it is conservatively estimated that the high temperature of the falling thunder can turn the rocks within a dozen meters around the impact point into magma.

To summon thunder at this level, Qilin needs more than ten seconds to prepare.

If you can interfere with it at this time, or even scare it, its performance may be affected due to personality factors.

But now "shua"!

[Tachi Technique·Air Blade Spin]!

Light red flames of fighting spirit erupted all over his body. Lan En grasped the end of Alondette's knife handle with one hand. While turning around, the long knife lying horizontally beside him also drew a sharp arc.

A large willow branch that was thrown towards Qilin was chopped neatly.

After swinging the sword at the same time, a layer of white fluorescence condensed on the sword of the Lake Girl.

[Open blade and white blade state].

Seeing that there was no threat to Qilin who was gathering strength, the old willow tree suddenly let out a hoarse and panicked cry.

It twisted its body uneasily, making a "crunching" sound of the xylem rubbing and squeezing each other. It looked like it was about to pull the roots out of the ground in a hurry.

But just when Lan En was calm and waiting to see Qilin's thunder blowing the old willow tree into pieces.

"Ouch! This can't be done!"

With the voice of a human male, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated at an extremely fast speed, as did the dull and powerful thunder.

Lan En was a little unable to react at this time.

He turned to look at Qilin and found that the same thing happened to the ancient dragon Benlong.

Its hooves moved restlessly, showing that it was also in an uncertain mood.

"Xixi Lulu?"

The Qilin, which was originally quite impressive and stood upright, now shook its head. The Qilin's horns on its head emitted fluorescence and arcs, but the surrounding celestial phenomena did not appear to be affected.

This phenomenon, which had never happened since birth, frightened Qilin.

It was no longer angry with the old willow tree and trotted all the way to Lan En. It anxiously pressed its head against the witcher's arm, hoping to let him see if there was something wrong with its horn.

But Lan En did not take care of the frightened Qilin first.

He first looked at the old willow tree in the distance opposite, which made him stand as still as an ordinary willow tree.

Then he turned his wrist, not sheathing the knife, but after twisting the knife, he held the handle of the knife with his backhand.

He restrained his hostility with a vigilant and cautious attitude and turned around.

In the woods behind him and Qilin, a footstep was approaching accompanied by laughter.

The messy branches in the forest seemed to have their own consciousness, naturally parting in front of this footsteps.

A man came out.

Is that a man with a cheerful smile on his face, or does he look like a dwarf in height?

In short, he looks about 1.4 meters to less than 1.5 meters.

His face is round and red, and he has a beard that reaches to his chest, which makes people look beaming.

On his head is a yellow pointed cloth hat with a swan feather on it.

A close-fitting small suit jacket, with a light blue windbreaker on top, and boots that are the same yellow as the cloth hat.

"Hello, sir!"

He walked out with his head held high and his movements relaxed, and even took off his hat to greet Lan En enthusiastically.

In his other hand, the velvet ball was being held in his arms like an ordinary kitten, turning into a 'bump of cats'. His big watery eyes were also confused about the situation.

The short man in front of him spoke and looked like he was on a leisurely and comfortable outing. This made Lan En, who was planning to eliminate the enemy just a moment ago, feel at a loss.

"Uh" Lan En opened his mouth and tried to respond to the greeting, "How are you, sir?"

"Of course, I'm fine!"

The man walked towards Lan En happily.

"Oh, the beautiful weather, the guests coming from afar, the chirping of birds in the woods, and the fresh air. As long as I have these, I will always be fine!"

As he said that, he handed Lan En the flannel ball from his arms to him. When he finally left his hand, he patted the kitten on the head with nostalgia.

"Meow?"

Fluffy Ball still can't figure out the situation.

The man crossed Lan En and walked forward, which was the direction of the old willow tree.

"Except you! You bad guy!"

After crossing Lan En, the man shouted angrily at the old willow tree.

He also had a wooden stick in his hand that he used as a walking stick. As he walked towards the old willow tree, he raised the wooden stick in his hand like a grandpa hitting a naughty child.

It stands to reason that Lan En would not let ordinary people get close to the dangerous monsters he fights.

But obviously, this man is anything but ordinary.

His cane hit the hard and thick bark of the old willow tree.

The bark would probably be difficult to split with a sword, and it would only be possible to cause damage by poking it in with an axe, or the tip of a spear.

But with just these few blows, the old willow tree screamed louder than when Lan En cut off many branches.

It seemed like he had been taught a good lesson.

And the man was singing while he was beating. Lan En knew that the woodcutter would shout some simple chants to encourage him while working.

But this guy's 'chant' is a bit too cheerful.

"You shouldn't have woken up! Eat soil well, dig deep into the roots of trees, drink water well, and sleep well! Old Tom advises you not to think about harming others!"

Every branch of the old willow tree was trembling, like a child shivering after being punished.

The big old face on its trunk, which was made up of hardwood knobs and seams in the bark, gradually distorted and turned into an ordinary tree bark pattern.

Lan En was holding the velvet ball in his arms, and Qilin's head was hanging on his shoulder. The three guys were all staring at the scene in front of them.

When the old willow tree became as motionless as any other tree, only swaying its branches gently in the breeze, the man who called himself "Old Tom" stopped moving.

And he took a deep breath as if he was a little tired, straightened the collar of his light blue windbreaker, and walked towards Lan En and the others.

There was an apology on his face, but even with this expression, there was an irrepressible sense of relaxation and happiness, as if these two qualities had been deeply rooted in him.

Everything he says and does is carried out spontaneously.

When the little old man came to them, he took off his hat again. Compared with the last time he passed by, this time it was more formal.

In response, Lan En also put down the flannel ball and at the same time withdrew his Lake Lady's Sword.

"Oops, please forgive me."

he repeated.

"Please forgive me, beautiful horse. I just dispersed the thundercloud you summoned. After all, although this old willow tree is evil-minded, it is still a member of the forest and nature. I really can't bear for you to burn it directly."

Qilin hid behind Lan En, only the horse's head tilted out from the witcher's shoulders, and its nostrils blew out a stream of hot air towards Tom.

And he was still pushing Lan En from behind, urging him to come on.

Lan En didn't care about its temper after being frightened.

"That's what I said." The demon hunter pushed Qilin's head away with a subtle backhand, with a polite and bright smile on his face. "Are you a powerful wizard, old man?"

"Wizard, haha! Old Tom is not a wizard! I am not a wizard! Haha!"

Lan En's words seemed to make him laugh, maybe it was because he was naturally cheerful, but Old Tom laughed happily.

"This is Tom Bombadil."

"Please come to my home, guests from afar. The table is filled with yellow cheese, pure honey, white bread and fresh butter. The golden berries are waiting for me to come home! We can have a good chat during the meal! "