Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1215 1197. Miracle's 'authority'?

After adding restraint force and a decisive blow to the brain, the muscles of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which were like medicine, gradually withered.

Its heavy and huge body had two legs that stepped into the ruins of the elf ruins.

Now the whole long body extended from the gap in the ground and lay outside motionless.

And the last wave of twitching of the muscles of the Tyrannosaurus Rex before death caused serious damage to this piece of elf ruins.

The stone pillars and stone ground were knocked down and crushed by the twitching of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, causing a larger area of ​​collapse.

The acidic saliva flowing from the corners of the mouth of the Tyrannosaurus Rex also emitted smoke and foam on the ground, making a 'hissing' corrosion sound.

The violent and crazy momentum of the Tyrannosaurus Rex was enough to make the creatures in this area flee as if they were desperate.

Soon, even the sounds of insects disappeared in this elf ruins with rich vegetation.

Lan En leaned over and drew his sword, pulling out [Turbid Stream·Destruction] from the muscularly relaxed skull of the Devil's Dragon.

On the thick and huge black sword, the golden current that was sizzling was gradually sinking and sparse until it dissipated.

"Wait. How did I do that?"

Until now, Lan En still didn't quite understand how he could perform the miracle of [Lightning Sword].

He had only read the story described by this miracle a few times.

It was far from the clergy in the Flame World who read and understood the story repeatedly in order to perform miracles.

More importantly, when he performed [Lightning Sword], he didn't even have a catalyst for casting spells!

"Catalyst-free casting" Mentos also understood Lan En's doubts, and said, "Sir, it seems that we have only seen it a few times in the Flame World."

As it said that, the biochemical intelligence brain also called up several pictures as memories and evidence, showing them to the subject.

[Sunshine Princess] Gwynevere, when she was still calling herself Rosaria, once performed a miracle of recovery in the battle of the Deep Cathedral.

At that time, it was done with just a wave of her hand.

The other time, it was [Sun's eldest son].

That guy was taciturn and looked quite fierce.

He practiced asceticism and pursued immortality like an ancient dragon. As a result, even the ancient god armor on his body became tattered in the asceticism and time.

The rest of the small items on his body were probably destroyed or lost long ago.

But as the first prince of the gods of fire, that power is no joke.

At that time, he shattered half of the mountain with the [Sunshine Spear] with just a wave of his hand.

He only had a dragon hunting sword as a weapon at that time, which was not a spellcasting catalyst.

But they are both gods of fire, and they are the gods who discovered, managed and shared the power of [First Fire] since the world was stable.

The Sunshine Princess and the Sun's eldest son are undoubtedly the highest level in terms of blood.

Not to mention that the magic system of [Miracle] is a supernatural power that works by telling stories about gods and believers.

He is the protagonist of the story, so of course I don't have so many requirements for using it.

What is my basis?

"Perhaps the spell system of [Miracle] can not only be improved by practice, but also by "authority" to achieve some convenience?"

Mentos gave a new inference in his mind.

At the same time, the biochemical brain released a picture.

That was when Gwynevera was still dressed in the name of [Mother of Rebirth], the black veil on her head fell, and the plump lips under the veil were gratefully pressed on Lan En's side face.

Later, a golden lip print was left that appeared briefly and then disappeared.

"You want to say that because I helped the Princess of Sunshine, she gave me the convenience of casting [Miracle]? I can understand this, but..."

The demon hunter jumped down from the Tyrannosaurus Rex's head, which was no longer moving and gradually cooling down, but the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Why did you give me the scene replay? Do you think I don't remember? And how do you know that this action is used to increase the 'authority', huh?"

"This is simply to increase the persuasiveness of the conjecture, sir. I have always been rigorous in my work, you know."

Faced with the malicious questioning of the subject, Mentos was not in a hurry and still maintained his tone and style.

At this time, there were no more living creatures in this large area, and they were all scared away by the momentum of the Tyrannosaurus.

And the sound of the Pontar River surging in the valley also seemed distant and quiet because of the slow water area and distance.

This elf ruins hidden in the rugged terrain and dense vegetation of the Pontar River Valley, at this time, only the occasional sound of falling stones and the very gentle sound of water flow.

After Lan En put away [Muddy Stream·Destruction], he stood on the edge of the hole stomped out by the Tyrannosaurus, supporting its body and looking down.

The demon hunter discovered that the Devil's foot stomped into a hot spring in the Elf Ruins.

Judging from the style of the architectural ruins, it seemed to be an Elf bathhouse built in the basement.

Now it was stepped through by the Devil's foot, trapping its ankles.

Of course, this restriction can be solved in two seconds for the living Devil. It can lift the entire basement where the bathhouse is located with one leg!

The Elf bathhouse has solid materials and sophisticated water conservancy technology.

Although it is unknown how long this elven relic has been abandoned, this bathhouse has been drawing water, storing water, and draining water.

To this day, you can still see the clear bathing pool and the statues that keep spraying hot water.

This place is not far from the floating port built by Temeria, but in such a rugged and deep location, it is estimated that even the people of the floating port do not know that there is an elven relic here.

The floating port, which was built in the slow water area as a trading town on the Pontar River, is completely without peace after nightfall.

The Pontar River Valley is difficult to build a settlement due to its terrain. There are many monster nests and ferocious beasts in the valley.

Foltest spent a lot of effort to attract refugees and bankrupts from the country and barely sent them here, which can be regarded as the scale of a colonial outpost.

However, there are still lush vegetation around the floating port that is not suitable for human life, and there are snakes, insects, rats, ants, monsters and beasts associated with the vegetation.

People died during the construction of the town, so there were demons and ghost dogs.

But with the help of the town guards of the floating port and the simple fences and walls, at least people can sleep peacefully after a busy day.

Or have a drink in the tavern, play cards, find a waitress who wants to earn extra money, etc.

But tonight, a roar that has never been heard before suddenly sounded in the valley!

The sound was full of madness and violence. People could hear it from a long distance, but even at this distance, the volume of the roar still shook the entire valley!

This is even more terrifying!

Outside the town, the monsters and beasts that had been lingering outside the human walls now made a "rustling" sound in the bushes, and then ran away to a more distant place without looking back.

Every one of the people in the floating port was stunned by the violent and arrogant roar.

Seeing the monsters that they usually wanted to kill and drive away now running away from the town, they didn't feel safe at all. Instead, they felt safer with these familiar monsters that were right in front of them.

The dock loaders and pilots, who had lost a lot of work due to the recent rampage of the Squirrel Party, lay by the windows of their cabins with fear in their eyes.

They looked nervously and at a loss at the quiet moonlight and the endless flow of the Pontar Valley outside.

"Did you hear it?"

"What is that sound?"

"It's a monster screaming! A super big monster! It must be!" A stevedore said with certainty.

"Monster? Have you heard of such a monster? This sound is at least two hills away!" Another worker retorted.

"Then what do you say?"

The rhetorical question made the other party's words become a little uncertain and hesitant.

"Maybe it's magic? There are Scoia'tael in the forest now! The elves know those evil witchcrafts!"

"I've said it long ago! We should go to Novigrad and invite one of the priests of the Eternal Flame! Bring a sacred flame to Flotsam! Then all the evil will disappear! So that we, the decent and honest people, can live well!"

Rumors and gossips were born in people's uneasy mood, and then spread throughout the town.

Every household woke up to the distant roar of the Devil Rex, and then they were uneasy, not even daring to turn on the lights to look at the seemingly normal Pontar Valley.

The commander of Flotsam, Bernard Loredo, was also shocked by this terrifying and distant roar at this time, and he quickly summoned the guards.

But he himself was also uneasy in his heart, not knowing what the use was.

And the turmoil caused by the roar of the Devil Rex in Flotsam was not within Lan's consideration at this time.

In the Elf Ruins, in addition to the smell of blood slowly flowing out of the body of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which had turned from black to red, there was also a strong rose scent.

There was a garden in the Elf Ruins, and the long period of no one taking care of it did not kill the vitality of these plants.

Instead, a large number of roses were wild and became more tenacious.

Lan En felt that the roaring bear head pendant on his neck was a little shaky outside the large rose area. It was estimated that there were some precious flowers containing chaotic magic in the garden.

And soon, a 'sizzling' electric light first appeared on the gap created by the Tyrannosaurus Rex's rampage at the edge of the Elf Ruins.

"Boss! Are you there, meow?"

The fluffy ball shouted loudly like a child, asking Lan En to walk back from the garden of the Elf Ruins.

He responded as he walked: "This way!"

The sound of the unicorn's horse hooves followed the trail, and it was the Elu cat who stepped on the ancient dragon's head and looked around, and Sakia who was still holding half of his shoulder.

Behind Sakia, hugging the female warrior with a caring attitude, was Margarita.