Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 58 58. The necklace trembles

".It's really embarrassing."

Lan En shook off the greasy blood on his gloves, frowned and whispered.

"I don't know how to make a person die quickly and silently, and I don't know how to make a person die without bleeding too violently. If it weren't for the smell of the sea, I wouldn't be able to hide the blood. live."

"Skill analysis-[Assassination], current proficiency is 1%

Skill analysis - [Stealth], current proficiency is 4%."

"Sir, the logic of these two skills is far more complicated than imagined. The cost of learning without the guidance of personnel will be very high, but now is not the time to get entangled."

"That's right, Mentos."

Lan En fixed the torch on the fence of the camp. With the current lighting environment, nothing could be seen as long as the body was slightly far away from the light source.

"We can't dwell on things we don't have, let's move on."

Lan continued to go deep into the camp. In order to achieve the cleanup goal suggested by Mentos, he planned to kill some of the active patrols first.

ten minutes later.

In the dim moonlight and firelight, Lan En squatted behind an empty tent, and his ears heard footsteps approaching.

After silently calculating, Lan En stood up and stretched out his hand the moment the patrol passed by the tent.

He still covered the other person's mouth and nose with his palms, this time in a way that wouldn't cause bleeding.

With a "bang" sound, the other party's face turned to his back.

His cervical vertebrae were directly twisted.

Lan En followed the previous example and fixed the torch on the camp building.

This would stop the torches from moving, but it would be better than having many light sources inexplicably lost in the camp to alert people.

This time the death struggle was much smaller, because the cervical vertebrae were broken and the body was no longer controlled by the brain.

But the remaining nerve electrical signals still made the other party's body twitch for a while before stopping.

Lan En let out a breath of turbid air, and his eyes that turned into dark black wrinkled.

In terms of [assassination] technology, it is still not ideal.

After giving up the dagger, he had already killed seven more enemies in this way.

But he actually still didn't know how to break the human cervical vertebra with ease, so he just used brute force.

But this puts him in a series of direct fights with seven prime-age men who have sufficient meat intake.

There is no technicality, and there is no quick kill in sword fighting. It is basically purely about physical fitness.

Although he could win, as a demon hunter, he was starting to feel a little breathless at this moment.

".Huh-wait until I kill all these bastards, I'm going to find a master to learn from!"

"Mentos, put this on the memo."

Lan En calmed his breathing slightly and gave orders to Zhinao in his mind.

His tone revealed a trace of relaxation that was rare in the past two days.

Vigorous exercise accelerates blood flow to the brain and makes people feel like their thoughts are racing.

And now Lan En not only felt his mind beating, but as he killed seven patrol officers one after another, his position was getting closer and closer to the dark prison area.

White should be right there!

Not far away!

The young demon hunter suppressed the impatience and excitement in his heart as he approached his target, and walked into an occupied tent.

Three sleeping men lay in the dark tent.

The straw and animal skins serve as a bed, and low-quality swords, wooden sticks, and spears are placed beside the bed, within easy reach.

"Trust" within a criminal group is a fairy tale. Everyone is a villain with no bottom line. Who trusts whom?

The first one is to break the neck directly.

The slight twitching and gasping woke up the nearby men, but in the tent, Lan En didn't think anyone would notice the heavy bleeding.

So the dagger passed directly in front of the man's throat, leaving an incision that was deep enough to show the bone.

In order to ensure that he would not make a sound, Lan En used more strength than usual and tried to cut off the trachea and vocal cords together.

The blood spurted from the throat rushed directly to the roof of the tent!

Lan En directly put his body weight of more than 150 kilograms horizontally on the three people to suppress their death struggle.

The third man was also struck in the neck with a dagger during the attack.

In the blurry darkness, the tent's tarpaulin rolled slightly for more than ten seconds before returning to calm.

Lan En, with blood squirting all over his head and face, wiped his forehead and walked out of the tent.

This is what happens when technology is not up to standard.

The embarrassment was inevitable, but at least the goal was achieved.

He has already eliminated ten armed men, even if the worst case scenario is that there are fifty people in the camp.

I am also close to reaching my goal of “clearing one-third”.

Immediately, he can escape with White intact, and then notify Phillip, turn around and chop all these traffickers and cannibals to death!

Lan En's teeth clenched without him noticing.

For this group of cannibals and abductors, who severely injured Bernie and kidnapped White, his murderous intention was so great that he could not even see clearly.

Almost half of the crescent-shaped camp had been secretly cleared.

If you want to gain more, you must get close to the big tent located in the center of the camp.

"Head-Eater", he didn't know the details of this person. It would be great if he could slip away without alerting him.

Maybe in this magical world, this guy has made a name for himself by eating human heads?

Bosses on TV usually have two hands, right?

Lan Encai didn't want to get into trouble at this critical moment.

So the young man decided to go directly to the other side of the crescent-shaped camp close to the prison area, traveling from north to south.

The lighting conditions here gave him that confidence.

Slowly approaching the prison area composed of wooden cages, Lan En's low-light vision allowed him to see the situation inside the wooden cage.

Large cages are put together with small cages, and most of the large cages contain a group of children.

These children adhere to Willen's usual living standards. They are sallow and skinny. Even if they are detained in groups, they do not pose a threat.

The little children were frightened.

In the small cages used as compartments, there were mostly adults who were tortured and had no human form.

Some had parts of their limbs chopped off, while others were already corpses, just piled there.

Like the cuts of meat in a butcher's shop for buyers to browse.

Lan En frowned and walked past the patches of wooden cages.

The darkness here is extremely deep, and Lan En's movements are always well controlled.

Although the person in the wooden cage is close, he should not be visible.

This is to prevent the imprisoned people from getting too excited and shouting.

Lan En couldn't even imagine what this group of people had gone through, and it was likely that most of them had suffered a mental breakdown.

If I were discovered by them now, losing my mind and shouting would be just one of the many conjectures that is not bad.

Before he could save them, it was better to let them know nothing.

But just as Lan En was walking quietly past a small cage.

"Witcher?"

A weak voice came from the cage, and the voice seemed to have a mouthful of phlegm or blood in its throat.

It's so blurry that people can't even distinguish between male and female.

Lan En's cat eyes suddenly shrank, and he turned around to stare at the person in the cage.

With the current lighting environment, a witcher wouldn't be able to see clearly what this guy is without taking drugs? !

As if it was a professional habit, Lan En's first thought was monsters.

There are many talking monsters, and those captured alive are very valuable. It seems possible for human traffickers to make a fortune part-time.

The young demon hunter only hoped that this rescue operation, which was already tense enough, would not cause a monster to appear and cause trouble at such a critical moment.

But fortunately, with [cat's] eyes, Lan En was sure that it was really just a person.

"Really a witcher? Ha! Good luck!"

Approaching slightly, Lan En suddenly felt the roaring bear head necklace on his neck making a "clack" sound.

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