Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 388 387. [Spiritual Vision] Improvement

The monster was killed quickly.

When Lan En's legs were entangled with vortex-like airflow, and he stopped from a rapid sprint without any hesitation, the huge monster had already been 'taken care of' by three gasoline bottles.

This is the first time [Acceleration Technique] has been used after Lan En obtained the old hunter's leg bone.

With this technology, when making short bursts of movement such as dodging, emergency stopping, etc., the user's speed will be greatly increased, even to the point of being as fast as a wisp of smoke in the eyes of onlookers!

Moreover, the normal movement speed will also be slightly improved, probably turning 'walking' into 'jogging'.

Henrik added a Molotov cocktail to the giant monster, turning it into a large, screaming torch.

That mournful roar possesses substantial lethality despite its huge size.

The roaring air waves directly shattered the wooden carriage of a four-wheeled carriage next to it.

In terms of the penetrating power of sound waves, if an ordinary person stood within the range of the roar, they would probably be bleeding over a large area after the roar ended.

But Lan En's [Quen's Seal] could resist even the sound waves, and Henryk relied on his rich experience to quickly escape before the roar came.

This huge monster's fear of fire seems not only due to the thick growth of hair all over its body, but also a kind of resistance similar to a psychological shadow.

Before it was covered with gasoline and even before it saw sparks, it had already raised its hands in front of its face in a cowering posture.

After it really burned, Lan En even felt a little miserable listening to it, except for the opening roar.

But Henrik, as the initiator of the hunt, had no hesitation at this time.

He perfectly expresses the posture of a Yharnam hunter while hunting.

Skillful, precise, and ruthless.

In the battle with this obviously related monster, Henryk's saw blade did not hesitate at all.

Serrated blade back, smooth blade, deformed slash that switches between each other and superimposes mechanical force

He gave this monster a lot of blood!

Lan En looked strangely at the side.

Henryk obviously had no experience dealing with this kind of monster. When he was avoiding the monster's roar, he obviously reacted suddenly.

But when he entered the melee stage, the monster raised his hand and he could easily hide out of the attack range.

Finally, after Henrik used the serrations on the back of the saw blade to tear off large pieces of muscle fiber on both of the monster's legs, forcing it to kneel on the bridge.

Lan En's turbid current sword cut off the huge, deformed wolf head with antlers from the back of its neck.

The skinny and huge body first twitched and then became limp.

Henrik poured two more gasoline bottles on the embers before they were submerged in blood.

In the raging flames, the monster's body slowly disappeared.

Lan En and Henrik looked at the fire together quietly.

"your friend?"

Lan En, who withdrew his great sword of turbid current, asked calmly without turning his head.

The old hunter was very familiar with the opponent's body movements. What he was not familiar with was the morbid changes caused by lycanthropy. This is not the level of familiarity that a mere 'unusual' relationship can have.

Henrik, like him, did not take his eyes off the firelight.

".Well, we have been old friends for decades."

"We all rushed out of the fire that swept through Old Yharnam. He was originally a church hunter, but after that time he became afraid of flames, and finally became an ordinary clergyman."

"No hunter can be afraid of fire, right?"

At the last sentence, Henryk's voice was as soft as a dream.

Lan En didn't speak, he just watched silently as Henryk picked up a dim sword-shaped badge from the ashes and put it on his body.

That should be his friend's hunter badge.

"Let's go, the road to Byron Weiss is not easy."

After Henrik picked up the badge, he turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Lan En looked at the pile of ashes, as well as the broken carriage team, the remains of men and horses around the ashes, sighed and followed Henrik.

This is the night of endless hunting.

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The journey from Yharnam to Byronveth is through a section of woodland called the Forbidden Forest.

The gate that Crow Hunter Erin said was 'sealed by Master William's servants' is the separation between Yharnam City and the Forbidden Forest.

Henryk led Lan En there. When he reached the metal gate embedded in the mountain, Henryk naturally crossed his arms and stepped aside.

Signaling Lan En to come up.

Master William's servants will only open the door after receiving the correct password. This is no secret among older hunters.

Although the servant was crazy, he was still fascinated by his master's wisdom and obeyed his words.

Lan En walked to the door quietly, making sure that the sound of his footsteps would not be louder than that of a Yanan's dog.

But the person inside the door seemed very sure that someone was coming, and he heard a hoarse voice that sounded like sandpaper rubbing against each other.

"Password."

"Fear the blood of the ancient gods."

Although he was surprised, Lan En simply read out the motto he got.

The door embedded in the mountain opened with a creaking sound.

But what appeared in front of Lan En and Henryk was a corpse sitting on a chair, with its body weathered into a skeleton.

There is no one else.

Henrik next to him straightened his body in surprise, and he stood up directly while leaning against the wall with his chest folded.

Lan En looked away without trace.

It seems that even in Yanan, there is no mechanism that operates based on voice.

No one has ever seen an access control system that relies on dead people to run it.

Under this strange situation that even the old hunter was stunned for a while, Lan En walked forward very naturally and approached the body sitting on the chair.

The Yharnam hunters are certainly very professional when it comes to handling wild animals.

But when a demon hunter deals with various curses and demon spirits, the weird things are even more powerful than this.

"He has been dead for at least ten years."

Lan En played with the body a little and made a rough judgment based on the degree of decay and dryness of the flesh and clothing.

This corpse was wearing a double-breasted suit coat. The clothes that should have been straight seemed bloated and empty due to the dryness of the corpse.

On the head is a top hat.

This chair doesn't even have armrests on either side. It would be extremely uncomfortable for ordinary people to sleep on it, and most likely it would slip off halfway.

But this corpse showed no trace of struggle or resistance, and died naturally and peacefully on this chair.

It seems that until the last moment of his life, he was still checking passwords and guarding the door according to the owner's requirements.

The legend among old hunters is that the gatekeeper is so obsessed with his master that he can kill a door just for the master's command!

The moment he realized this, the magical new senses in Lan En's mind seemed to be stimulated by solving mysteries or witnessing new things.

After the momentary distortion of his vision, Lan En only felt that his [Spiritual Vision] became deeper and deeper?

Lan En was a little unsure of this feeling.

[Spiritual Vision] Unlike the real energy system such as Chaos Magic, its growth does not reflect the feeling of 'huge and grand'.

It's a change in the way you view the world.

No matter what, Lan En feels that he can see more things now with [Spirit Vision].

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