Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 837 819. Interception

Cassandra's bow and arrow are very intimidating. If compared to modern times, it is basically equivalent to pointing an anti-equipment weapon at the door.

Who dares to move even under such intimidation?

Others may not know it clearly, but as the guards of the cult who have been killed by Cassandra many times, they know it all too well.

So as soon as Cassandra said something, no one dared to show up at the door on the second floor.

Lan En stepped on the [Secret Footwork] and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

Kassandra had just reached an agreement with him in the blink of an eye, blocking these religious guards in two ways.

Falconer couldn't hear the whispers on the second floor at the moment, but Lan could.

"She stopped us!" "Why is she in Athens now?! Is the intelligence officer a shithead?" "The intelligence officer's ship was probably sunk by her at sea! It's weird that she can be sent here!" Anyway, the mission has failed, so hurry up and leave!"

A group of divine guards were panicked due to sudden changes.

It seemed that they had just arrived at Phidias's workshop. They only heard Phidias talking to someone, but they didn't expect that the people talking were Cassandra and Lan, so they just started to complete their assassination. Task.

As a result, he was kicked onto the iron plate.

Lan En leaned against the stairs. The breath-holding technique he learned from the "Lone Shadow Ninja Technique Book" made his breathing almost inaudible.

A group of divine guards crept down the stairs.

And just as the first person in the lead walked down, before he could turn his head to make a gesture to the people behind him, a big hand that could hold his entire faceplate stretched out from behind his neck.

"Woo~ crunch!"

The eyes of the human under the visor were as wide as a fish caught ashore.

After being implanted with [Bone Strengthening Organ] and [Muscle Strengthening Organ], Lan En's grip was only enough to hold the opponent's old man's iron faceplate.

This piece of visor used to protect against oncoming arrows was completely dented, making a mournful sound like metal being twisted!

The carefully carved shape of the old man was forced into the shape of a palm.

The breathing holes and observation holes were pinched, deformed and displaced, and even breathing was almost blocked.

Unable to breathe, even unable to take off the helmet because of the distortion of the visor.

So this divine guard could only struggle wildly due to the instinct of lack of oxygen. The armor on his body made a "clack" sound, and with his chaotic footsteps, it started to contact the walls and wood of Phidias's workshop. Column collision.

Then he fell down, rolling and struggling on the ground like a dying fish holding the helmet that he couldn't take off.

And as early as the moment after Lan En pinched his visor to deform it, Lan En had already started it again.

A long knife as clear as lake water poured out from his waist.

Lan En, who was originally standing at the top of the stairs, turned over with a light movement that was not suitable for his body type and jumped onto the stairs.

As soon as he stood up, it was as if he had blocked the entire staircase.

There is no skill in the long knife in his hand, it is just held on the waist and stabbed forward.

The Cult guards who lined up to go downstairs were skewered into candied haws almost instantly in front of Alondette's blade.

The Sword of the Lady of the Lake automatically adapts to Lan En's body shape. Even with his current body shape, it is half the size of a sword that fits in your hand.

So the length can easily penetrate the bodies of three people.

However, for the first two divine guards, Lan En stabbed the blade into his body very easily, but when it was the turn of the last strong man, the demon hunter's originally calm eyes suddenly flashed with interest.

"Artifact?"

There were two people strung between them who had already vented their breath but not taken it in. Lan En looked at the last tall and strong religious guard through them.

And smiled.

"interesting."

The tall and strong divine guard suddenly widened his eyes, feeling the sharp pressure disappearing on the protective film inspired by the artifact outside his body.

followed by "Stab it!"

A sharp, tooth-piercing voice sounded.

The Lake Lady's Sword, which originally pierced the two divine guards, was suddenly pulled out by Lan En.

But the process of twitching seemed unusually difficult.

Because it's a skill.

The air flow suddenly generated on the blade, and the high-speed flowing air drew a large amount of blood from the bodies of the two people.

This move is not only equivalent to drawing a knife, but also equivalent to forcibly extracting a large amount of blood from the two corpses!

With a "Puff" sound, a rain of blood burst out on the narrow stairs so densely that it could obscure the sight!

The tall and strong divine guard at the back quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes.

The so-called 'artifact' is a technological creation left by the Isu people, and the protective film produced by the artifact is also in line with the characteristics of a smart weapon.

The blood rain is not considered an attack, so it will be showered when needed.

But at that moment when I raised my hands to protect my eyes, "Bang!"

The fierce force directly kicked the tall and strong divine guard and sent him flying backwards!

Finally, it barely stopped after hitting the dirt wall on the second floor.

Phidias, who was huddled in the corridor across the dirt wall, was so frightened that he shrank unconsciously.

Lan En's kick almost knocked the tall and strong divine guard's feet off the ground, but before he hit the mud wall and landed on the ground, a big hand made a 'bang' sound.

Press it again on his head that bounced back after hitting the mud wall!

The side of his face was pressed tightly and he couldn't move at all.

The bloodshot eyes under the visor moved in panic, but due to the limitations of his field of vision, he could not see anything.

He could only wave the weapons in his hands randomly, hoping to force Lan En back.

It was a hammer spear, with two fist-sized hexagonal pure steel hammer heads mounted on the head of a long pole as tall as a person, with a triangular spear point on top of the hammer head.

Normally, if a person like him who was 'chosen by the divine weapon' swung the hammer accurately, the head of a large bison weighing nearly a ton would be shattered into a puddle!

But at this moment.

The strength in his hand had just begun to build up, and before he could even swung the hammer spear, there was a 'bang' sound, and the hammer head of the hammer spear was stepped directly into the wooden floor of the second floor and sunk in, despite the tall and strong divine guards. No matter how hard I pull, it won't budge.

"Pfft!" a sound.

Crisp and neat.

In Lan En's dark eyes, the protective film generated by the artifact became visible, and the energy lines were organized.

The sword of the Lake Girl was not sloppy, and it stabbed diagonally downward from the collarbone of the tall and strong divine guard.

The blade entered the chest cavity from the left collarbone, protruded from behind the right ribs, and penetrated directly through the mud wall behind him.

Phidias, who was behind the wall, immediately shrank his body tighter.

He swallowed and looked at the blade protruding from the other side of the mud wall in front of him, slowly retracting it with a slight friction sound.

But I was just nervous, not too scared.

After all, he still recognized his friend's signature weapon.

He had long remembered Alondette's graceful curvature and artistic taste. After all, he was also a famous sculptor and was very sensitive to these things.