Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1301 1273. Small fishing village

The gloomy and heavy sky.

This was Lan En's first impression when he squeezed down from the carriage.

Yharnam is a city built in the mountains, and the weather in the mountains is changeable. It may be completely different after passing a mountain. This is normal.

But although the sunlight in the sky of Yharnam is a little turbid and the color is darker, it just makes people feel bad.

And this small fishing village

The demon hunter looked up and sniffed and took a breath.

Damp and gloomy.

It was so damp that it seemed that when he took a breath, his lungs were filled with moisture, and he even felt that his hair had begun to become damp and stuck to his skin.

It was so gloomy that he could not see any sunlight.

According to the time, he should still be able to see the sunset now, but the dark clouds in the sky were thick and stagnant, as if it was already night.

And it was the kind of night that was pressed down so low that it made people breathless.

The two horses pulling the cart did not neigh or move their hooves. They just stood still after they stopped and occasionally panted.

A layer of cold mist spread on the ground.

There were several carriages parked in the parking lot.

It seemed that this was the place where the hunters got off.

"You are late, Maria." A hunter wearing a cowboy hat said emotionlessly on the roof of a four-wheeled carriage. "It's half a day late."

The female hunter who got off the car after Lan En looked up.

"You were left to watch the car?" Maria asked casually at first, and it seemed that she knew the hunter, and then continued. "I found a powerful hunter temporarily, which delayed the time."

"It just so happens that there is someone in my car. Can you help take care of it?"

The hunter sitting on the roof of the car said nothing, but his palms in leather gloves rubbed on his weapons, making a "rustling" sound of leather and steel rubbing.

Because of the angle, Lan En didn't see the weapon in his hand clearly.

Maria lifted her windbreaker, took out a blood collection bottle from the inner pocket, and threw it to the hunter.

After the hunter received it, he finally showed his expression. An expression of obsession, desire, and impatience.

"I will, Maria."

After getting the blood collection bottle, the hunter responded.

"I'm so unlucky. So unlucky. Why do I have to stay? I can't smell blood, and I can't tear the prey's flesh with my own hands, and let the blood spill on me. I'm so unlucky, Maria."

He whispered like a dream.

But Maria had already taken the lead and walked away.

For the hunters of Yharnam, this kind of muttering that seems completely abnormal to ordinary people is actually normal.

So Lan En and Maria didn't think much about it.

"I'll be back soon." Maria said anxiously, "I'll give you another bottle then."

"Yes, yes." The hunter on the roof of the car pressed down the cowboy hat on his head and said solemnly, "You'd better hurry up. Hurry up."

The two continued to walk inside.

They soon understood why the hunters' carriages were parked so far away.

Because if they continued to move towards the small fishing village, the ground was completely unsuitable for transportation.

The "pa pa" sound of the soles of the shoes stepping on the water surface and the "hua hua" sound of the footsteps disturbing the water flow sounded one after another.

The ground here has been completely submerged under water, it is simply a swamp.

Lan En lived in a fishing village for a while, Oriden of Willen.

But even in a fishing village, the living environment of humans should be as dry as possible in the wet, otherwise who can stand it?

And the environment of this small fishing village, just before entering the periphery of the village, it doesn't look like a place where people can live.

It's hard to imagine how humid the environment will be further inside.

Soon, Lan En slightly raised his head, his nose twitching.

He smelled a smell coming from afar.

Burnt wood, mixed with the stench of marine life and wild beasts

The sky was dark, and the sea swamp underfoot was also black, making it difficult to distinguish between heaven and earth when looking into the distance.

Everything seemed to be trapped in a chaotic haze.

Then, Lan En and Maria found a corpse on the way forward.

It was a corpse lying in the muddy water, roughly in human shape, but not like a human.

The skin of the whole body was blue-gray, showing a slippery texture of marine life, with webbed fingers and toes, and even fins on the joints.

However, he still had a human face.

"This kind of scar is..." Lan En squatted down, looking at the hideous gap on the belly of the corpse, and said thoughtfully.

"It's a visceral attack." Maria felt relieved in her calmness. "Sure enough, all these monsters here are mutated and irrational!"

The wounds caused by stabbing fingers into the body and then pulling them hard are very recognizable.

Lan En was thoughtful just now, not because he couldn't understand the wounds caused by [Visceral Critical Hit], but because

the "thing" that was killed really had no human form.

But is he really an "irrational" monster?

The smooth touch came from the fingers wearing the gauntlet, and Lan En slightly lifted the other person's head lying in the mud.

And on the face that still had a human face, there was a strong emotion.

At the last moment before death, the tiny muscles under the skin of his face formed a tiny expression before they stiffened.

Anger, pain, disbelief.

Lan En's ability to control emotions and Mentos' analysis ability based on computing power accurately received these emotions.

And the creature that can make such an expression is not the same concept as the 'lycanthrope patient' that the Yannan people are accustomed to.

But the witcher turned his head and looked at Maria in a half-crouched position.

"Let's go." Lan En said, standing up at the same time.

It wasn't raining, but the excessive moisture in the air still condensed many small water droplets on the waterproof oil layer of his cloak, even on his eyebrows.

"The sooner the better!"

Because Lan En knew that the lucky huntress could no longer observe the calm expression of the 'monster' before his death.

And now, they were so close to the ocean, but Lan En didn't hear or feel any sea breeze or rolling waves.

There should be wind at the beach, and there should be waves when there is wind.

But now the sound in the environment is so silent, it's almost...

It’s like the ocean is ‘dead’!

This strange silence made Lan En feel uneasy.

This is the deepest and most dangerous nightmare that makes an old hunter like Simon even forget how many times he has died. Is its deepest secret really so easy to find?

Now, Lan En has found the key point where the clues converge, but even if he finds this key point, will this secret really be so easy to solve?

The witcher doesn't know.

But in Yanan, the development of things will not stop just because you say ‘I don’t know’.

How could the fantasy dreams of the ancient gods consider mortals?

The closer we get to the small fishing village, the deeper the water on the ground becomes, and now it can reach the top of our feet.

And Lan En and Maria were within the scope of the small fishing village.

This small fishing village is eerie and dark.

Most of its buildings are made of wood and masonry, but how could wood survive in such a humid environment for so long?

Many of the wood have become moldy and rotten, but many barnacles that should live on the rocks in the sea and on the surface of marine organisms are densely clinging to these houses.

It’s like the barnacles that were supposed to be eroding and clinging inward are now supporting the structure of the house.

The opening of the barnacle looks like a bunch of eyeballs crowded together.

There are also things like seaweed hanging on it.

It makes people wonder whether these houses are built in the sea or on land.

Being in a small fishing village, you can actually see the sun amidst the heavy clouds. But the sun

Light has no temperature and cannot dispel uneasiness.

The clouds and mist around the sun surround it. The shape of the clouds and mist is very strange, like fungi that surround, spread and erode towards the center of the sun.

The large shiny disc is covered with spots.

"What the hell was that?"

Maria also looked at the sun in the sky in shock. Obviously, even the native Yannan people had never seen this scene.

Lan En thought he was ignorant.

They continued to walk inside, and the dark water under their feet was gradually mixed with gray-white traces.

That’s a lot, a lot of gray blood!

The smell of burnt wood and the fishy smell of marine life suddenly became strong, and blood-red firelight came from the decaying and weird house.

Houses were burned apart and collapsed under the flames.

There were also sounds of sharp blades tearing flesh, as well as human laughter.

It was a group of hunters hunting in front of a burning house.

They are besieging a huge fish-man. This fish-man is at least five or six meters tall, and the weird weapon in its hand is as big as a man!

Every time it swings its weapon, its huge weight and kinetic energy can directly tear a house apart!

But under siege by three hunters, it was like a tuna being sliced ​​open and bled with one blade after another.

It is strong, but strength alone is useless in the face of those precise and sharp knives.

The hunters didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill, it was more like they wanted to drain the blood of the huge creature in front of them while exercising.