Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 299 298. Hunting Demon Spirits

No surprises, no danger.

What caught Lan En's eyes was like a horrifying photo.

A woman's body is wrapped in vines. Not only outside her body, but also under her face, you can see the bulges of the wood.

The vines have grown into the flesh.

Two years later, the chaotic magic on these plants still did not let the corpses rot.

"What a cruel and vicious bastard."

Lan En frowned, taking out the Lake Lady's Sword from his waist and splitting the entangled vines, while cursing in a low voice.

"That guy who twisted complaints into curses just made a toy, got tired of it, and threw it away. Do you really not care about living in the woods with this kind of shit?"

Lan En cursed in a low voice, and behind him there were only gloomy woods.

But in the blink of an eye, Blaine emerged from the shade behind him.

"A cat will even display the prey it has ravaged to death. Compared to a cat, how long does it take for this guy to take away a life on a whim?"

The dryad's voice, with the leaf-like breath exhaled from his mouth, blew past Lan En's ears, like a fresh dream.

The witcher shook his head.

He understood what Brain meant. In his eyes, the lives of intelligent creatures were precious things. But in the eyes of the tree spirits, humans are no different from ordinary animals in the food chain.

With a few "swish" strokes, Alondette's peerless blade easily cut through the well-watered and tough vines.

The woman's body, which had been stretched out of human form by the vines growing wantonly inside her body, was carried on Lan En's shoulders.

He felt like what he was carrying was not a body of flesh and blood, but more like a layer of leather wrapped around wood.

The woman's head bumped against Lan En's back.

But as a witcher, the close contact with a strange corpse no longer scares the young man.

Lan En walked out of the forest, and behind him came a female voice speaking a difficult language.

Then, Blaine's common language sounded.

"I wish you success, witcher."

The sound echoed back and forth in the surrounding dense trees, eventually becoming melodious and deep.

Lan En waved his hands without looking back, saying goodbye.

I also wish you, the intelligent beings in the forest, can live a long life. After all, just living in this world is already a difficult task.

When in contact with the dryads, Lan En would always mistakenly think that he was in the pioneering era of the American West, looking at the indigenous people there who were crushed by the times because they adhered to their traditions.

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Along the way, Lan En has met many people. Although some have bad conduct, there are also people who work hard and refuse to hurt others.

And there are many such people.

However, when individual virtues rise to the level of a race, they always appear to be insignificant, so erratic that people unconsciously ignore them.

——

The moon has risen and darkness covers the earth.

Lann placed the woman's body on the field ridge, with her face covered with the handkerchief given to her by Sir Freixnet.

The witcher knelt in a meditative posture, took out a bottle of dwarf spirits from the alchemical leather bag on his waist, and poured it on the corpse in front of him.

"[Igni]."

With a snap of his fingers, the magic sparks ignited the high-concentration bad wine. In the dim night, the human-shaped 'torch' was burning brightly.

Lan En slowly closed his eyes and entered meditation, adjusting his body's condition.

Meditation heightens perception but blurs somatosensory time.

When Lan En opened his eyes again, the silver pendant on his chest was already clattering.

On the retina, the timing function provided by the biological brain has elapsed for ten minutes.

Behind him, a burst of green fire drove the shadow towards Lan En.

That is the light of fire when demon spirits appear and die.

The demon hunter calmly drew his sword from his waist, stood up, and turned his face away. The rotten soul that had lost its entire jaw was already floating in the air.

Compared with the daytime, the heat wave it brings is greatly weakened.

"Old friends, don't be polite."

The witcher's cat eyes stared into the demon spirit's empty, dark eye sockets.

The long knife in his right hand made brilliant knife flowers as he turned his wrist. The free left hand made a handprint directly towards the ground.

[Yaden Dharma Seal].

"Time to hit the road, ma'am."

Illusive, as if the incompatible tones of the painting style were forcibly transformed into entities under the [Yaden Seal].

The demon spirit during the day felt the change, raised its head and prepared to send out a huge and harmful sound wave.

But for Lan En, this trick is nothing new.

"[Igni]!"

"Bear!" Violent flames continued to erupt from the front of the hand seal. Under the [Handprint auxiliary function], the fire flow was confined into a hot spear!

Stab directly into the throat of the day demon spirit!

The scream was muffled by the flames.

Immediately afterwards, Lan En's center of gravity shifted abruptly, and he stood in front of the demon spirit, holding the knife with both hands in a particularly upright posture.

[Wei Mingren·One word cut·Two consecutive blows]!

The fierce sword wind was driven by the steel entity. After the sword blade came into contact with the materialized demon spirit skeleton, it made a sound like strong acid corrosion.

The blade of the sword has been coated with [Evil Spirit Oil] targeted at the soul body. The skill of the airflow blade allows the air to bring out large amounts of tiny droplets from the blade. The shape of the air blade has become like mist.

Therefore, even though the air blade does not have the function of destroying evil, the atomized [Evil Spirit Oil] wrapped in the air blade still caused huge corrosive damage to the day demons.

The micronized sword oil can cause more corrosive damage than simply slashing with the sword blade. After all, the reaction rate is faster and the contact area is larger.

Under the triple suppression of the air blade technique, [Evil Spirit Oil], and [Aden's Seal], Lan En didn't even have the chance to see what the book said, 'the most dangerous posture of the demon spirit during the day'.

——It will summon a phantom of itself, and then begin to steal the target's life force.

The final result is to turn the target into a mummy like the unlucky guy in the field.

"Uhhh!!!"

Finally, the day demon looked up to the sky and let out a shrill scream. Lan En's [Single Cut, Two Combinations] chopped off all the ribs on its left side, and [Evil Spirit Oil] made its chest cavity completely black.

The green flames burned again, and this time, Lan En was sure that he was done.

The cold air outside the ridges began to flow in, and the convective heat even caused a gust of wind to blow in this small field.

Fortunately, Lan En had already thought of this situation after being reminded by Mentos. As soon as the demon spirit disappeared during the day, he took out a thick felt cloth and covered the ghost dust scattered on the ground.

By the time the wind began to die down, the temperatures in the fields had returned to normal winter nighttime temperatures.

Lan En opened the felt cloth and gathered up the large pile of ghost dust. There was an emerald in the ghost dust, which also fell out from the dissipation of the demon spirits during the day.

The dissipation of demonic spirits does indeed occur in the alchemical concept and can produce gems. Therefore, in the world view of occultism, the elimination of demon spirits is like completing a small alchemy. If you are lucky, flawless emeralds will appear.

In addition to ghost spirit dust and emeralds, the head of the day demon spirit was also left in physical form.

Lan En believed that if he could hang this thing on a horse, the price would be greatly increased for future missions. At least 5%!

But after thinking about it in the end, he still buried it.

If this is the head of a gryphon or a pterodactyl, it's easy to hang it, it's majestic and easy to use.

But he had completed his investigation of the day spirit, and he knew that this lingering evil spirit began with a woman's twisted curse. It was a bit unbearable to hang on to it any longer.

After Lan En collected the loot, he poured the last bit of dwarf spirit in the bottle onto the body that had been lying there for two years without anyone taking the risk to collect it.

[Igni Seal] flashed, and the mummy also burst into flames.

The demon hunter watched calmly as the corpse was burned clean. In his mind, he had completed the mission of "hunting demon spirits" for the first time in his life.

Afterwards, Lan En walked towards the village not far away.

The ghost's business is done, now it's time to deal with the human's.

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