Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1302 1274. Tonight, Lan En joins the hunt!

The residents of the small fishing village, like their houses, already have fish-like skin with signs of being parasitized by marine life everywhere.

Barnacles, shellfish, starfish.

Many fish-men have died around, and they all have this image. At most, he had a rag hanging on his body and a simple harpoon in his hand.

The back of this large fishman was almost covered in a thick shell by these things.

As for his mouth, it was as if the chewing muscles were completely weak, and the entire lower jaw drooped casually.

But in the mouth that has lost the ability to bite, the teeth are densely packed all the way up the upper teeth.

It's completely unclear what the purpose of these teeth is.

Among the hunters who besieged him, two were armed with weapons similar to meat saws.

They are both enlarged versions of folding knives, but the folded and flicked blades are more like a sharp arc than a meat saw.

This should be a more old-school hunter weapon than the saw.

The other man's weapon was a heavy and ferocious broadsword.

The broadsword was serrated and thick, and the blade was divided into sections. I don't know if it was due to the forging technique or other technical reasons.

The giant fishman held a large anchor in his hand, which was already rusty.

With the size of this anchor, it can even be pushed forward, and then the hunters' attacks will rarely hit him.

After all, he is tall and has long hands, and his weapons are long and big. The distance advantage is real.

As long as you push the weapon forward and control the distance, the hunters will definitely feel very uncomfortable.

But when Lan En and Maria came over, the oily skin on his body had been torn to pieces, and a large amount of gray-white blood flowed from his body into the water on the ground and melted.

And under this situation, he was still attacking rashly and without thinking, leaving an opening.

The hunters were delighted.

He quickly dodged to avoid the powerful but cumbersome attack, then got close to the giant murloc, using his weapon to tear open the flesh and blood!

All three hunters were breathing heavily, but not from exhaustion.

They gasped excitedly and uncontrollably like three hungry wild dogs after smelling the smell of meat.

Seeing someone coming, the three of them slowed down their attack a little.

And the giant fishman who seemed to have no brain suddenly seemed to have a brain and pushed forward the big anchor in his hand.

"Maria?" Some of the hunters knew this blood noble, but after he asked in confusion, he couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth in a bloody arc.

"You're late! Maria! The hunting is almost over. The beast has been slaughtered. The murlocs here are our prey!"

"it's over?"

As her long leather boots stepped on the stagnant sea water on the ground, the swan feathers on Maria's tricorn hat became limp and drooped due to moisture, just like her depressed mood at this time.

"Yes, it's over." The hunter pressed his hat and smiled nervously, "It's scary to say, but after Ludwig, Gehrman, and two old guys go in, what kind of monster can Survive the siege of four old hunters?"

"Then where are they now?" Maria asked with a headache, "Where is my teacher now?"

"Going back to Yanan." Another hunter lowered his head as if he had taken a drug, and the hand holding the weapon was shaking uncontrollably. "After they hunted the beast, they couldn't wait to go back and study it."

"It's the Archbishop's order." The last hunter added, "He said that in order to solve gray blood disease, we must study it quickly."

Maria frowned: "But didn't he say before that as long as the beast is killed, the plague will disappear naturally?"

"Who knows?" The old hunter lowered the brim of his hat and smiled in a hoarse voice that was painful to hear, "Who is interested?"

"There's nothing wrong with this. There are still many things here that can kill and bleed. He didn't ask us to go back quickly. There is still a lot of fun here."

Maria frowned.

Even though she was very familiar with the general mental state of the Yharnam hunters, she now began to feel that there was something unusual about these people.

Can these people still smell anything other than the smell of blood in their noses now?

Burnt wood? The fishy saltiness of the ocean?

What happened to them?

The huge fishman found a house that had not been burned down and leaned against it. He held a large anchor forward in his hand. A large set of teeth in his mouth that could not be closed began to amplify with the air as he breathed violently. The 'whoosh' sound.

Maria looked at the three hunters who had their heads lowered and could not see their faces clearly under the dark sky, and took two cautious steps back.

She held Lan En's hand and whispered: "We missed my teacher, let's go back."

But on the way back, Maria was surprised to find that she couldn't pull it!

The Blood Noble raised his head in confusion, just in time to see Lan En's amber cat eyes looking in a certain direction, shining slightly in the dark environment.

"What is that?" The demon hunter looked behind the three old hunters and said calmly, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" the old hunter asked in confusion, and turned his head in the direction Lan En was looking.

Then he laughed in a low voice.

"Ah~ we did waste too much time."

It was a wooden pile with four or five fishmen tied to it with chains.

Each fish-man had a leg chopped off, and only two fish-men were still alive at the moment, and the remaining heads had a gap that went straight into the skull.

"Quick, let's start over! Quick!"

Lan En's question seemed to remind them. The old hunter sniffed and shouted with a nervous smile.

"Come on! Let this big fish move! Let it bleed some more!"

The giant fishman panting with his back against the house seemed to have a premonition of something bad. He let out a muddy roar from the depths of his large mouth that could not be closed, and at the same time excitedly pushed forward the big anchor in his hand.

One of the old hunters chuckled and walked to the wooden stake where the fishman was locked.

From his mouth under the brim of his hat, steam was escaping from his exaggerated smile.

‘Pah, pah, pah, pah’, sticky trampling sounds came frequently.

The old hunter's thick boots stepped carelessly on the motionless corpses of the fishmen.

The greasy corpses covering the floor made it a little difficult for him to stand still and aim.

Where to aim?

——The head of a still-living fish-man!

The giant fishman roared, and his legs, which had almost lost a layer of flesh, pushed themselves up from the house on their backs and approached the hunters.

The steps were heavy and painful but he kept getting closer.

Stay close to the hunters who inflicted pain on him.

This is not something someone with lycanthropy can do!

At this time, Maria also loosened her hand holding Lan En in a daze, and she seemed to have realized something.

"Wait!" She had seen so many facts beyond her imagination today that her originally cold and calm voice was filled with emotions.

"What are you going to do?!"

"Pfft!"

Before Maria could finish her question, a stream of gray-white blood spurted out from the fish-man's head. The female hunter's expression suddenly froze because of this.

The hunter who made the cut was just excitedly pulling out the knife that had sunk into the opponent's skull.

"ah!!!"

The giant fishman roared and rushed over again waving the big anchor.

Now, both Lan En and Maria knew why this giant fishman seemed to have lost his mind after being beaten.

He's not brainless, he's just lost his mind.

"Come on!" the old hunter shouted happily, "bleed some more!"

After that, he and the hunter who pulled the knife out of the skull rushed towards the giant fish man.

The blood was splashing, and the smell sounded like intoxicating singing to the old hunter.

The old hunter standing in front of Lan En and Maria was gasping for breath at the smell of blood, and the hand holding the thick sword was trembling.

"Hunting, hunting! Blood!"

He murmured in a low voice, and at the same time turned around to join the hunt for the giant fishman.

But just when he was about to turn around.

"You use this method to hunt intelligent creatures?"

Lan En put his hand on the collar of his cloak and suddenly asked.

The old hunter's body suddenly froze: "Smart creatures? What nonsense are you talking about, kid? They are beasts."

"Beasts bleed and they bleed, so they are beasts. As long as they bleed, they are beasts."

"Listen, those sweet bloods are singing!"

The illogical murmurs were like the babble in a nightmare.

But Lan En and Maria, who have seen the whole process, know these old hunters, they do it just like their own babble!

If a person acts completely according to what he talks in his sleep, there is no doubt that he is a madman!

Maria's expression at this time was colder than frost.

She didn't know what the hell happened today! But she knows one thing very well - hunters are not here to do this kind of work!

Their job is not to kill intelligent life!

They are a profession that was born to hunt wild beasts. A profession that was born from her teacher!

That's not what her teacher taught her.

"What's going on with you? Are the people here mutated by a curse?"

Maria lowered her head, and her hand slowly grasped the handle of the knife at her waist.

"Archbishop Lawrence, and my teachers, do they know these things?!"

As if he felt the chill of the two people in front of him, the old hunter took a deep breath after being stunned.

"Ah~ What a pity." The old hunter pressed his hat, grinned with a big smile, and raised his head. "It seems that you are also 'beasts'!"

Under the top hat, the old hunter revealed his eyes for the first time.

And the pupils in those eyes were like broken egg yolks, disintegrated and cloudy to the point of being shapeless!

"Come on!" Not only were his pupils as turbid as broken egg yolks, but hard and rough black hair also began to grow on his face and body!

"Let us bleed more! Let us bleed more!"

The stench of a lycanthropic patient suddenly appeared in this damp and gloomy village!

The first old hunter to show his lycanthropic characteristics seemed like a starting signal.

The other two hunters present, their bodies wrapped in windbreakers and burqas made a heartbreaking sound of bones and flesh stretching.

The height of the whole person has grown by at least half a head!

Their bodies suddenly changed dramatically and blood mist burst out, floating out from their bodies.

Make the stench of lycanthropic patients in the air even stronger!

The beast transformation of the old hunters was not very deep, at least they did not lose their human appearance directly.

But they were far more dangerous than the patients with deep beast transformation. Because of their hunting career!

The old hunter held a thick and long machete in his hand, and he swung it upwards, bringing up a series of water and mud from the ground, and slashed towards Maria!

But before he could completely cut it out with this knife.

"Bang!"

The water on the ground exploded because of this kick!

Lan En, who was half a head taller than the old hunter who was suffering from beast transformation, kicked the old hunter seven or eight meters away with one kick!

At the same time, he also tore off his rain cloak with one hand.

"You like hunting very much, right?"

The cloak fluttered in the air and was thrown out.

"Then tonight."

"Lan En. Join the hunt!"