Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1310 1282. Red Eyes

Henrik was somewhat thankful when he pulled the trigger of the hunter's musket.

Although he didn't understand what was happening now, fortunately, he had just replaced the mercury bullet, and the muzzle of the gun was already pressed against the head of the lycanthropic patient.

A flash of gunfire, no matter what.

However, before the joy in the young hunter's heart faded, shock followed!

"Ouch!"

He did hit the lycanthropic patient in front of him, but on the one hand, he underestimated the vitality of patients with severe lycanthropy, and on the other hand, he underestimated the physical deformities caused by this rapid transformation.

The lycanthropic patient in front of me, who had maintained the basic human appearance just now, now had the outline of his skull stretched forward, close to that of a wolf!

Henrik's shot only hit the tip of the opponent's upper jaw due to this skull distortion.

Its upper jaw and part of its nose were completely broken!

For a normal beast, this kind of injury is basically equivalent to being unable to survive, but Yanan's beast has never been normal.

The lycanthrope who transformed into a wolf's head was shot and half of his upper jaw was broken off.

But it is still fierce and violent!

With one paw on the ground, he was about to pounce towards Henryk, who had just fired a shot and had not yet withdrawn his arm.

"Get out of the way!"

Suddenly, there was a shout from behind Henrik, and then his body was pushed aside.

The lycanthropic patient who bit him did bite something and made a 'click' sound.

But that's not human flesh and blood, it's the flamethrower in Mark's hand!

At the critical moment, Mark could only push Henryk aside. Due to his position, the hand he pushed with was the hand holding the one-handed sword.

So only the flamethrower can be used.

The flamethrower, which was like an enlarged version of the iron perfume bottle, was directly thrust into the mouth of the lycanthropic patient with half of his upper jaw broken off!

Bone stubble and sharp teeth still hurt Mark's hand through the gloves.

But the church hunter just frowned, and with the strange squeezing sound of metal and teeth, he suddenly pressed the trigger of the flamethrower.

High-temperature flames exploded from the beast's mouth, and the orange-red fire spread along the hollow and skinny body, and finally spurted out from the exposed ribs of the lycanthropic patient!

The beast whimpered and roared under the flames, its muffled voice sounding like a human being but also like a beast.

But it is this ambiguous state between the two that makes people feel even more disgusting and frightened.

Henrik, who had just been pushed away, immediately dodged at high speed and approached again after standing firm.

The saw blade in his hand struck the beast's still burning waist with the sound of saw teeth and bones cutting, and the mechanism of the transforming weapon started to operate.

There was a 'click', sparks flashed, and the force of the saw's expansion was superimposed on the hunter's swing of the knife.

[Transformation Slash] Cut the beast in half directly!

Then Henryk quickly raised the hunter's musket and pointed it at the lycanthropic patient's head with a 'bang'!

The upper body of the lycanthropic patient whose head was blown off by the mercury bullet released his mouth from biting Mark's hand and the flamethrower. The body fell to the ground with a thud.

"hiss!"

Because the body fell directly to the ground, Mark took a breath of air as his hand and flamethrower were pulled directly from the other person's mouth.

Not only were his hands scratched by bone stubble and teeth, but he also had burns on his hands caused by using a flamethrower in a narrow space at close range.

The leather gloves on his body and the windbreaker on his forearms were burned by the flames and stuck to his skin.

But it's not a big deal.

Henrik shook off the entangled flesh and hair on the saw blade, took out a blood collection bottle from under his windbreaker and pierced Mark's body.

"What the fuck is going on."

Henrik, who was still frightened, cursed in a low voice, raised his head at the same time, and glanced at Yanan outside the alley in surprise.

The roars of wild beasts are still echoing and show no sign of diminishing.

"have no idea."

The precious blood collection bottle was emptied and shattered on the wet stone tile floor. Mark couldn't help but show an expression of enjoyment and raised his head and said.

But he quickly returned to his usual cold expression, and tore off the gloves and sleeves that were burned with dead skin, and asked seriously.

"And have you seen anything like that about the lycanthropic patient just now? I mean its eyes."

"Never seen it before." Henryk answered without any hesitation, as if this question was a no-brainer. "I've never heard of a lycanthropic patient whose eyes glow red and can leave an afterimage of light in the darkness when he shakes his head!"

"And in the blink of an eye, the condition has developed to such a serious level. Is this some kind of scary story?"

Ghost stories.

Mark had no words, just Henrik's words echoing in his mind.

The young man who had recently joined the ranks of church hunters walked out to the entrance of the alley and stood with his friends, looking at Yanan, who was still roaring from wild beasts everywhere, and turned from dead silence to chaos.

In the originally dark night sky with only the full moon above, orange-red firelight now appeared in many directions.

That's not some strange celestial phenomenon. The fire comes from the ground and shines into the sky. It's a fire!

In Yanam, fire is a common disaster.

After all, beasts are afraid of fire, and the Yannan people, who have been troubled by lycanthropy since ancient times, will nervously store flammable materials at home, hoping to ward off lycanthropic patients who may break in.

It seemed as if he would rather be burned to death than die at the hands of a beast patient.

But the fire had developed so obviously in a short period of time. What was the church doing?

Regardless of the weak and powerless Good Golden Cup Church, in Mark's mind, the Healing Church should also come forward to control it at this time.

This night might really be more terrifying than a ghost story.

Inexplicably, this absurd idea arose in Mark's mind.

"Where did so many fires start?!"

Henrik said muffledly under the mask.

"I don't know." Mark said while checking his flamethrower and found that only the tank containing fuel was a little deflated, "But we should go to save people. Let's find the nearest fire source and wild beasts first, let's go."

The cold fog on the ground at night seemed to disappear as soon as the firelight hit it, and the young hunters walked out of the alley quickly.

Only the bodies of beast patients were left, and the foul-smelling blood made the stone brick floor even more humid.

——

Mark and Henrik were not fools. They could understand from the first beast patient who suddenly turned into a beast after the strange silence that something terrible must have happened in Yharnam now.

But even if the two young hunters exhausted their imagination, they would never have thought that things would develop to this extent.

"Breathe!"

Henrik shouted under the mask, while stretching his palms back and making a downward gesture.

"Bend down and keep breathing, otherwise you will be choked to death!"

Behind him was a group of citizens who were still wearing pajamas or shirtless.

These people were as panicked and scared as newborn chicks. So much so that even if they followed the "ominous" hunter, they had no complaints.

Mark was at the end of the team, as the rear guard.

How could things turn out like this?

In those eyes, sandwiched between the tricorn hat and the mask, even with the calmness and indifference of the Yharnam hunter, there was a panic that was beyond words.

This fire, whose source is unknown, burned too big and too fast.

And until now, no one has come out to take care of it!

The Good Golden Cup Church, whose prestige had long collapsed under the impact of gray blood disease, is fine, but what about the Healing Church?

Didn't they say that they would manage Yharnam better? !

"Boom~Bang!!"

On both sides of the street, the blazing flames stirred the air, followed by a burst of detonation that made people tinnitus!

Henrik first hugged his head with his arms, and then looked up after the detonation passed.

On the third floor of the building on the street, the brick and stone exterior walls bulged outwards due to the impact of the internal detonation.

It goes without saying that the residents there must have put a lot of strong flammable materials in the room.

Outside of Yharnam, such people are crazy and dangerous. But in Yharnam, this is normal.

Henrik turned his head and nodded to Mark at the end of the team, indicating that there was no problem.

Yes, the spreading fire and sudden explosions are dangerous, but for the hunters' superhuman physique and reaction, they are not very serious problems.

The real serious thing is

"Hey, are you okay? The explosion is over, we have to get through here quickly. Hurry up!"

Among the people rescued by the two young hunters, a fat woman with a lace nightcap on her head kindly asked a girl next to her as she followed Henryk forward.

The girl looked only fourteen or fifteen years old. She seemed to be frightened by the explosion just now. Now that everyone has continued to move forward, she still holds her head with her hands, trembling all over, and muttering something in a low voice.

The fat woman approached her, and it seemed that she wanted to pat her shoulder, or hug her, and soothe her panic with her actions.

But Mark, who was at the end of the team, suddenly shouted in the flickering light of the flames.

"Don't get close to her! Stay away!"

Before she even finished the words "stay away from her", the girl who was originally curled up and seemed to be frightened suddenly raised her head and screamed.

But that sound was not ordinary. The girl's scream in fear was the scream of a wild beast!

"Ah!!!"

The change was completed in a very short time. Thick black hair grew explosively on the girl's body. Her body was pulled up and twisted with the sound of bone deformation that made people's teeth ache.

The flesh on her body was even squeezed into minced meat and blood foam in the process. As she howled, a burst of blood-red mist burst out!

Everything happened too fast.

There was no sign, and there was no time for people to react.

The beast patients in the crowd went from being no different from normal people to entering the late stage of beast disease in the blink of an eye!

It howled, and like tearing up a pile of paper dolls, it tore all the people around it in just a wave of its hand!

Mark, who was behind the team, just rushed over at this time.

"Monster!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted, while the one-handed sword in his hand had been inserted back into the hammer handle behind him.

The muscles on his hands bulged, and the church stone hammer made a dull "bang!!!" sound, directly hammering the upper body of the beast patient who had just killed someone to the ground.

Mark's hammer smashed the stone brick road surface of Yharnam into a dent with spider-web-like cracks radiating out.

The beast patient who had just turned into a beast, now had sticky flesh and black hair stuck to the hammer surface of the stone hammer.