Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 394 393. ‘Walnut Head’

A mage-type shadow with weak melee capabilities made the process of getting close to Henry a bit cumbersome.

And when the old hunter used two consecutive quick dodges to avoid three waves of fireballs, the shadow man's life was already dead.

After Henryk finished dealing with the fireball shadow, he put away the unfolded meat saw and walked towards Lan En.

The young man seemed to be still savoring the feeling just now.

Using [Spiritual Vision] to guide Lu Lu's sword skills, he just chopped the opponent's spell structure itself into pieces.

It is equivalent to achieving a certain degree of [breaking the law].

In fact, if Mentos had been asked to calculate just now, it would most likely be able to plan a path for cutting the flames.

But the nature of the two is different.

Mentos will calculate the air model and calculate the air flow that the Lake Lady Sword can bring. After a series of calculations, it actually uses the strong yet thin blade of the Lake Lady Sword and the wind it brings to split the flames. .

This is just a slicing of physical properties.

This only destroys the phenomenon brought out by the spell, but cannot touch the spell itself.

【Spiritual Vision】.

Lan En clenched and unclenched his hands in front of his eyes.

Maybe this novel sense can do more incredible things in the future.

"Did your [Spirit Vision] remind you?"

Henrik said next to Lan.

This time the enemy had no tangled hair or sticky blood, just a shadow. So he didn't have to clean the saw blade easily.

"Not really." Lan En put down the palm in front of him and smiled easily at the old hunter. "I just discovered a new use."

"Then keep walking, don't waste time here. When Byron Weiss meets Master William, you can gain more."

The old hunter shrugged and took the lead towards the gate on the other side of the square.

The door opened, and what was once the most prestigious academic sanctuary in the Yanan region once again welcomed outside guests after decades.

The heavy door creaked, but Lan En could feel that Henryk beside him was a little excited and a little happy, as if he was on a roller coaster.

Suddenly hit the bottom.

What was presented to them was not what an academic holy place should look like.

The impression is that there are no smart and passionate students, nor are there smart and rational professors.

Byron Weiss, which has been abandoned for decades, is like a standard dark castle in a fairy tale.

The huge moon hangs in the sky, and the withered and ferocious, towering branches leave silhouettes of teeth and claws on the background of the moon.

"Why"

A long time after opening the door with his own hands, Henryk sighed.

"When people get older, they are always happy to see things that have not changed. But when hope fails, it is another thing."

"Understood." Lan En patted the old hunter's shoulder as a comfort, "This night is long and difficult, and people should always have something to look forward to."

Yanan is really a strange place. You may have just passed through a door, but you seem to be in a completely different place all of a sudden.

The two of them walked inside along the remaining traces of the road. Even Henrik, who had great respect for Master William, was not sure that the academic leader was still alive at this time.

In other words, normal knowledge and wisdom are still retained.

Whether it is to obtain knowledge about [Spirit Vision] or clues about the power of ancient gods, the insiders must at least maintain human communication skills.

Even though they were here, they could only continue walking in.

But after walking for a while on the stone road that had been invaded by soil, the old hunter and the young man suddenly took a step sideways at the same time.

There was a gap of more than two meters wide between the two people who were originally walking side by side.

And when the two of them completely cleared the gap, a buzzing sound like the flapping of bees' wings above their heads gradually increased to a level that could be heard by human ears.

Against the background of the night, an ugly monster flapped its insectoid wings and fell from the branch between the two.

If the two people didn't move sideways, it should be able to directly press the two people underneath.

It was a monster that made people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

It was roughly humanoid, but it was dressed in a tattered, loose robe similar to the ones worn by patients undergoing surgery.

There are several pairs of insect-like appendages growing on the back, and the messy arrangement of the appendages makes people's scalp numb.

But the most bizarre and permeable thing is its head.

The head had turned into a big lump like a walnut, and every little depression and crack in the walnut had dim yellow eyes.

Henrik didn't even think about it. The hunter's pistol in his hand shot towards the weird head like a reflex.

There is no doubt about the old hunter's marksmanship, not to mention that this monster is now sandwiched between two people and cannot be avoided.

Therefore, before the monster landed, Henryk's shot caused it to tilt its center of gravity in mid-air and roll over in the direction of Lan En.

What greeted it was a sword as clear as lake water.

Precise and elegant swordsmanship, making full use of the force of the monster's roll.

Lan En's knife was just placed on its neck, and then he lifted it up, and blood began to spurt out in large quantities.

The walnut-like head also rolled to the ground.

"What is this?!"

It was only after Lan En came out of the fighting mentality after cutting it that he felt that the monster's appearance was so twisted and unnatural, full of malice and madness from its appearance.

"It should be Baron Weiss's experimental subject. Look, there are so many eyes on its head, which means that its research direction is to improve [vision]. That is the sense you have - [spiritual vision]."

Henrik's tone was also not good.

"Damn it, these experimental subjects have escaped too! Is there really anyone left alive in the academy?"

It would be best if none of them were alive.

Lan En muttered in his heart.

Twisting people into this way. Whether it's the church or the academic Baron Weiss, their methods are too crazy.

The two of them continued walking forward, encountering several more such 'walnut heads' on the road.

This kind of monster made both of them feel very bad, but it was not troublesome to deal with it.

They are so light that they can float briefly on the misshapen fly wings behind them. But because of this, it is easier to be beaten away.

Often Henryk would knock them off balance with one shot, followed immediately by Lane's blade execution.

At the end of the road, there is a huge steel gate.

The solid iron door seemed to have some mechanism and technology applied to it. Lan En pushed it a little harder and it didn't even sway at all.

A handle for activating the mechanism is located two meters behind the door.

If Henrik came alone, he would have resigned himself to his fate and prepared to find another way to find the entrance.

But after walking all the way with Lan En.

The old hunter crossed his arms and leaned against the door. The eyes pinched by the three-cornered hat and mask looked at Lan En silently.

Although he didn’t say anything, the meaning was obvious——

Young people can jump high and have good legs, right? Let the show begin.

Lan En shrugged and took two steps back.

He pierces armor and jumps high on the spot, basically allowing the soles of his feet to reach a height of nearly 1.7 meters.

Although this door is five or six meters high, there are many places where the iron fence door can draw on its strength.

Under the eyes of the old hunter who still couldn't understand, Lan En, who was wearing heavy armor, reached the top of the gate with a "scratch", then turned over and landed lightly next to the handle.

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