Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1439 1411. Cruel Priest

Special methods and skills caused a completely abnormal amount of bleeding.

Although sticking your hand into someone else's body is already exaggerated enough, it is not impossible to imagine. After all, it is not difficult as long as you have a pair of suitable gloves.

But this amount of bleeding is brutal and exaggerated.

The special hunting skills of the Yharnam hunters, as soon as they appeared in front of people, the calmness was suppressed, and the crazy feeling that could not help but reveal a little bit completely suppressed the chaotic scene now.

The distrust between humans and non-human races, the tension and frenzy of everyone being in danger under sudden danger

These mental problems that could drive people crazy disappeared at the moment when the Yharnam hunters started to act.

Or it should not be called "disappearance", but suppression.

Mental illness is also divided into levels.

Patients with a little ADHD will be as quiet as a quail in front of a real ogre.

The tall figure in front of them, who appeared with a distant and gloomy bell, seemed to be helping them.

But even from the perspective of the person being helped, this figure is too disturbing to the bottom of one's heart.

And the brutal action has not ended yet.

The huge blood flower that burst out from the attacker's lower back has sprayed a layer of sticky blood on the tall figure behind him.

The blood is shining on the black windbreaker.

And the hand that has been stabbed into the lower back suddenly pulled horizontally at this time!

A "swish" sound of flesh tearing that makes people tremble with their hearts!

The claws pulled horizontally almost tore a gap as big as a human head in the attacker's lower back horizontally!

The organs, bones under the flesh and blood, and the iconic, more gushing blood!

Before this moment, these craftsmen could not imagine that the blood gushing out of a person's body could be like being poured out with a bucket!

The thick blood even sprayed all the way across the street!

The brutal and exaggerated, gloomy and silent atmosphere enveloped the people who were almost losing their minds at this time and could not help but retreat, as if trying to stay away from the place where this brutal scene happened.

Reason returned.

The rioting and mutually hurting crowds quieted down again.

After all, they were just a group of frightened craftsmen.

In this calm and quiet caused by the sudden fright, the well-trained and well-prepared attackers stood out like reefs after the tide receded.

Gede, who was missing a besieger, turned his sword first and stabbed it into the body of the man who was holding one of his hands with a magic sleeve!

Without the restrictions of other besiegers, he was also held by one hand by Gede.

Facing a fully armed bear school demon hunter alone, with one hand tied to him. The difference between advantage and disadvantage, life and death only took a moment.

The original advantage of the siege collapsed in an instant!

The advanced bear school steel sword adopts a flame sword structure. The winding sword body like a long snake is combined with the magic effect during the casting process, which can easily make the enemy bleed.

In the distance, Berengar, whose thigh was already injured, also put away the indiscriminate alchemical bomb and took out a delicate crossbow from the hook on his back.

The crossbow arrow, which had been hung with a string, flew away with a whiz, and then a scream was heard in the distance.

In a flash, the chaos was quelled.

For people like Gerd and Berengar who participated in the battle as protectors, being able to quell the chaos was equivalent to a big help.

Without their own people who made trouble, they can fully exert their abilities.

Not to mention that this assistant is not only helping to suppress the chaos.

"Karala!"

The teeth-grinding sound of bones breaking, blood spurting out, and the sound of flesh being torn apart mixed together.

A big axe that looks very old, with yellow and dirty cloth wrapped around the handle!

It was chopped vertically from the left shoulder of an attacker!

It tore the flesh, smashed the bones, and penetrated into the chest cavity! Finally, the axe blade was pulled out with great effort in the struggle with the bone.

Simple but fierce and direct skills.

Two minutes later, Gede stood there with his [Quen Seal] and heavy armor, shooting at the archers in the distance without dodging.

The equipment of the Bear School actually also includes a matching crossbow, but Lan En had excellent control of the [Alder Seal] from the beginning.

As a result, the projectiles he knocked out with the seal were much more powerful than the crossbow, so he never paid attention to it. But the whole set of equipment made by Berengar for Gede was complete.

Screams came from afar, and the craftsmen who regained their sanity also poked their heads out and tried to get up from the ground.

This sudden but planned and prepared attack has been completely destroyed.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

Gede helped Berengar, who was shot in the thigh, up, and the old demon hunter gritted his teeth and cursed in pain.

Only then did the two of them have time to look at the helper who broke into the battle at the critical moment.

He had nothing on him that could be called armor in the eyes of a demon hunter. At most, he had a windbreaker that was thick and sturdy enough.

He had a white scarf with gold thread embroidery hanging around his neck, and a wide-brimmed hat on his head that had been out of date for many years.

Berengar had only seen this wide-brimmed hat in Vesemir's private collection.

The person on the opposite side was walking towards them, holding an ax with a mixture of blood and minced meat still dripping from it, and a hunter's trumpet gun in the other hand.

Gede didn't recognize Yanan's hunter trumpet gun, but Berengar had seen the light ballistae and heavy ballistae of the survey team in the New World, so he could probably guess that they were similar long-range weapons.

The craftsmen no longer distinguish between human and non-human races.

They were in a tangled state of wanting to seek safety by the demon hunter's side, but wanting to stay away because of the approach of the guy with an ax and a strange weapon.

Although now I calm down and look at the situation, I can clearly see that the other person is here to help.

But the hunting methods of Yanan hunters are too shocking for ordinary people.

Even in Yanan itself, hunters must hunt in secluded and uninhabited conditions during normal periods of time to avoid frightening the Yanan people.

Not to mention ordinary people other than Yanan.

Just at the scene left after the hunting, many craftsmen had to turn their heads and deliberately not look at it before they could walk past it.

"I'm Gascoigne, are you also Lan En's friend?"

But unexpectedly, Gede and Berengar discovered that the other party was not as vicious or even psychopathic as they imagined.

On the contrary, Gascoigne, a former priest, spoke politely and politely, which was very different from the brutal appearance when he spat out a bucket of blood with his [Visceral Crit] just now.

This made the two demon hunters a little dazed.

"Also?" After reacting, Berengar grabbed the main information and asked.

After receiving Gascoigne's nod of recognition, he relaxed slightly.

"Damn it." The old demon hunter sighed and cursed, "I knew it was impossible for him to know that something was going to happen tonight and not be prepared."

"I was unlucky enough to get shot by an arrow!"

"It's because you are getting old." Gede complained unceremoniously. "Your reaction and observation have slowed down, and you are still unwilling to wear thick enough armor."

As he spoke, Gede mercilessly pulled out the arrow shaft that was still stuck in Berengar's thigh!

The old demon hunter was just about to turn around and scold him, but suddenly his eyes widened in pain, his mouth opened with a ferocious expression, but he couldn't even make a sound.

Gascoigne was blindfolded and had no idea what his expression was, but Ged took advantage of Berengar's mouth to open his mouth, took out a bottle of [Swallow] from the medicine bag on his Wolf School armor and drank it for him.

Seeing the [Swallow] potion, Gascoigne nodded: "As expected, you are Lan En's friends."

Then, he turned his blindfolded face to Gede, smiled and said: "Higher Bear School armor? It is indeed thick and strong enough."

"Oh? You also know?" Gede hammered his chest armor with his clenched fist, making two muffled sounds.

"I passed through it for a while, and Lan En left it behind. It helped me a lot."

"That's nothing to say." Gede nodded proudly and patted Berengar, whose blood vessels on his face were beginning to show accumulation of toxins. "Our so-called Bear School only has armor. Hey, you've used it before. That set may have been made by him!"

"No, it's not me." After Berengar's pain subsided, he breathed in air and said, "He hasn't changed his armor a few times in total. The one you used should be the one he lost." ? That was passed on to him by his mentor."

"That's what I heard later." Gascoigne nodded and sighed, "His teacher must appreciate and care about him very much."

The expressions of Berengar and Gede froze, and they looked at Gascoigne in silence.

"But having said that." Gascoigne suddenly looked helpless and turned around with the ax in his hand pointing behind his back. "Can you ask your other friend to stop ringing the bell?"

The distant and gloomy bell was still ringing.

Ged and Berengar looked past Gascoigne and back.

Sure enough, in the dim swaying light of the fire, there was a man wearing a coat outside his nightgown, and a red-bearded dwarf was looking around, holding a rattle and shaking it.

After seeing the two demon hunters waving to him, he cautiously approached, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

When he walked to Gascoigne, he deliberately made a small circle before approaching Ged and Berengar in a roundabout way.

"What's going on? Did you find this person, Siloton?"

Berengar asked.

"How do I know?!" It turns out that Siloden, a dwarf banking family who has been working in the human world for many years, even speaks the dwarf dialect.

"I shook the bell Lan En gave me, and then this person suddenly appeared! I told him a little bit about the situation, and then I hurried over to help!"