Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 928 910. Captive Hero

The toughness of the soul body is obviously inferior to that of the physical body.

After Lan En did what he did to Clinhide with the dagger, the blood-red soul body collapsed on the ground, and then turned into a dissipated light particle.

Only the blocking dagger was left in Lan En's hand.

Lan En was once again surprised that a person's soul could leave behind items after death.

However, considering that these weapons are engraved with [combat skills] and are items that have been carved by soul power, this phenomenon is not unacceptable.

Lan En slightly waved the parrying dagger on his hand.

I found that as long as I concentrated enough to release the seal, I could actually use the [combat skills] engraved on the weapon.

And the feeling after using it is just more strenuous than releasing the seal.

It seems that although he does not have a 'soul' that fits the concept of this world, if he just uses the weapons here, he will actually consume energy, physical strength and other fairly conventional things.

Lan En put the parrying dagger in his hand and unconsciously turned it around, creating a burst of brilliant sword light.

With his talent and accumulation of swordsmanship, if he can use a certain technique with weapons, then it basically means that he will definitely master this technique himself.

[Block], this technique is quite interesting in his eyes.

After killing the malicious soul of [Crystallized Daughter] Clinhide, Lan En was able to move on and head to the Fire Sacrifice.

As the witcher integrated clues and knowledge, he basically figured out the general reason for the change in Lothric's fire-passing ceremony.

Although it still seems to be of no help to this declining world, he is at least less confused.

Know who to target in this apocalypse of fire.

After continuing to walk a short distance on the hillside next to the cliff, a roofless circular ceremony venue was already in sight.

The main body of the circular ceremony venue was made of marble, and a few scattered small piles of candles were lit in the ring.

In this increasingly dark environment, it appears ethereal, sacred, but subtle.

There were corpses of wandering souls lying on the road along the way, until Lan En approached the arched door of the ceremony venue.

The person who created these corpses also appeared in front of the demon hunter.

He was a man with a lean body, with muscles sticking to his bones under the skin. He looked clearly malnourished, but he felt inexplicably powerful.

He was wearing tattered clothes, or even just wrapped in a linen cloth.

The weapon on his waist was just as Lan En had judged, it was a fighting knife that was very unique in this world.

A small glass lantern was placed at his feet, illuminating a very limited firelight. And he stood leaning against the doorpost of the arched door, looking into the ceremony venue with burning eyes.

The first time Lan En saw him, he looked him up and down.

This is indeed an expert in knife skills.

Whether it is standing posture or habitual movements of the hands. Even the tattered linen clothes.

The numerous rips on the clothes were probably caused by sharp weapons such as swords, rather than normal wear and tear of clothing over time.

However, despite being torn by so many sword attacks, there was not a drop of blood on the clothes, and the skin under the clothes was just thin and without scars.

Such a person, if you think about it, you will know that he is an expert in playing with knives.

"Here comes another one."

The man's voice was dry, but his tone was sharp.

While speaking, he cast a sidelong glance at Lan En, who was approaching. He pressed his fingers on the scabbard and slightly pushed away the knife handle.

"Are you the one who is here to stop others from going to the fire-passing sacrificial site?"

Lan En had already guessed from the corpse on the road that there would be a person like him ahead of him, so he was not surprised to see him now.

The demon hunter just walked over without changing his stride, and at the same time spread his hands beside him to indicate that he was not hostile.

"On the contrary, I think the two of us are on the same road."

"I also want to ask you what's going on standing here?"

Lan En's attitude was generous and unabashed. This contact strategy is a good way to make the 'experts' in front of them put down some hostility.

At least his thumb pushed the blade back out of the scabbard by a finger's width.

"I?"

His hand never left the scabbard.

"I came here to find a good knife. Rumor has it that the knife is near the Fire Sacrifice in Lothric."

"Looking for a knife?" Lan En was a little confused, "Now even the First Fire has weakened, and the order of the world is about to collapse. Are you here looking for a knife?"

"Just looking for a knife." The expert said calmly and matter-of-factly.

"I just want to come over to look for the knife when Lothric can't take care of it. The rest, the first fire, the order of the world. I don't care about these. I only care about good swords and good sword skills."

"But this trip was really exciting."

As he spoke, a sarcastic smile appeared on the expert's lean face.

He pointed Lan En to the inside of the ceremony venue.

"This is the only way to enter the Fire Sacrifice, but look at that."

Looking along the expert's finger, Lan En saw a tall figure standing in the center of the circular ceremony venue, with several faint candles lit around it.

Even compared to Lan En's stature, that man was a full head taller. Strong and intimidating.

Wearing a suit of dark silver armor, the faceplate looks like a human face, and he holds a thick and heavy halberd in his hand.

There was blood on the blade of his halberd, but he just stood there and looked at the expert and Lan En at the door, as if as long as they didn't come in, he wouldn't be ready to move.

The expert lowered his fingers and leaned against the doorpost again.

"The captives of Lothric's foreign campaign were originally intended to replace the prince's burned hero - Guda."

“The captive is willing to pay any price for freedom, and the hero who is bound by fate is even more so.”

"Someone in the team escorting him rebelled. He should have negotiated terms with those people. After getting rid of the shackles and picking up weapons and armor, he stayed here. No one was allowed to pass, and there was even a person in the team. The black knights left over from the age of gods were also killed by him, and now they have all turned into ashes. I don’t know when they will be able to regain their human form."

"Oh, you are indeed a great hero who was chosen as the Salary King."

"If you don't go in, you'll be fine." The expert pointed to where the two were standing, and then pointed toward the inside of the ceremony venue. "Once you enter, you will be there until death."

"But I don't think you are someone who would be intimidated and stop on the way to your goal."

Lan En's eyes were looking at Guda in the center of the ceremony venue, but he was talking to the expert.

"You're right, I can't give up halfway. I'm here just for that good knife, and no one can make me give it up."

The expert said nonchalantly, and regardless of whether Lan En saw it or not, he tapped his temple.

"But I don't want to die before I get the knife. So I won't do it rashly until I'm sure I can see through his moves and be able to defeat him."

Lann glanced at the expert.

Listen to this. Does this person first observe the enemy's moves and then simulate the battle in his mind?

He's a pretty tough swordsman.

If such a swordsman is accumulated deeply enough and the preparation time is long enough, anyone who encounters him will have a headache.

After Lan En was silent for a while, he walked straight past the expert and entered the ceremony hall.

"Unlike you, I still hope that the first fire will not be extinguished here, but will be done first."

The expert remained motionless, as if Lan En was just passing by him.

"what ever."

Both of them are warriors and there is nothing pretentious about this situation. Just be prepared to fight tooth and nail and see blood for your own goals.

At the same time that Lan En passed the expert and stepped into the arched door.

Guda, who had been standing there, raised his head slightly amid the slight collision of armor parts.

As experts say, stepping into this ceremonial site is equivalent to starting an endless battle with Gudatao.

The clear light of the sword flowed out from the scabbard on Lan En's left waist.

The Sword of the Lake Girl has already been unsheathed, and Lan En's hand subconsciously turned into a gorgeous sword flower.

In the center of the ceremony, the captive hero, who had never spoken a word from beginning to end, also clenched his halberd with a bang.

The halberd, which was even taller than Guda, made a lot of noise just by lifting it up from the ground.

The two people approached each other silently, and the killing intent bursting out from each other also made the already faint candlelight flicker even more in the rich dark sky.

"Bang!"

Guda, who was even bigger than Lan En, suddenly jumped up.

The impact under his feet caused the puddle in the middle of the ceremony venue to explode into two-meter-high splashes!

The demon hunter raised his eyes slightly. This was the first time in this world that he saw a warrior who could jump more than three meters high.

Immediately afterwards

"Dang!!!"

An explosion that almost tears the eardrums apart! There are also extremely dazzling sparks!

At the same time, it burst out from the middle point where the two swords met!

Lan En clenched his teeth subconsciously, causing the apples of his cheeks to bulge slightly.

Huge power!

His arms were shaking uncontrollably, and even if he kept his body posture stable, the friction on his soles could not keep Lan En still in place.

Amidst the sound of leather boots rubbing against stone slabs, Lann slid back seven or eight meters on the ground before he stopped.

And the hero Guda, who jumped over and used his weight to assist the attack from a high position, his eyes suddenly widened under his strange helmet and visor.

Normally, he would wave his halberd once, and then the enemies on the opposite side would fly into the sky if they should, and roll away if they should be beaten.

It is even normal for the body and armor to be torn off in pieces by this blow.

But those are the consequences that the enemy's weak body should bear.

For him, swinging the halberd once and then again was not a difficult move at all.

But just now, after clashing with the enemy's weapons on the opposite side, an inexplicable force suddenly blocked his smooth movements!

With Guda's strength, even if his swing hits a solid rock wall, his halberd can directly dig out a swing trajectory on the rock wall and penetrate it directly!

But now, the halberd he swung seemed to hit the mountain wall made of fine steel and bounced back!

This also resulted in the continuous slashing that should have been carried out with super strength. After the first slash, it was impossible to launch a follow-up attack.

And when Lan En stabilized his body from sliding backwards from the impact, the hero Guda just happened to pull his halberd back to a normal combat posture.

There is no time to take advantage of the opportunity to pursue!