Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 940 922. Leap

"Holy Flower Shield."

Klimt just went to look for the place where regular supplies were stored in the supply house, instead of looking for the priest's body, so when Lann pulled out the shield, he had a complicated look on his face.

On the one hand it's a pity, on the other hand it's a joy.

Unfortunately, even this shield could not save the life of the priest. The happy thing is that now they can use this shield.

"This is an ancient treasure of the White Sect that was once known as the 'Magician Killer'. The combat skill on it is [Spell Block]. Even magic can be completely blocked if you find the right time!"

"Then take it."

Lan En threw the small shield to Klimt without looking back.

"I am very fast, and it is difficult for those magics to touch me. On the contrary, if it can protect you, that is very important. After all, your restorative miracle is crucial."

Without any pretense, Klimt placed the small buckler on his left arm, matching it with the spear he was wielding.

It’s all about being able to get the job done.

Later, Lan En and Klimt arranged to equip the Winged Knights with some flame pots and other odds and ends to deal with magicians.

It can be seen from this supply room alone that it is not just the magicians who want to liquidate the oppression of the priesthood in the past.

The priests have also been wary of magicians for a long time.

Without the suppression of Oceroes, and with the support of the two princes, it would be strange for the parties who had long-standing grievances not to start a war.

In this supply room, after making final preparations against the magicians, the team rescuing Ge Cide was finally about to advance into enemy-occupied territory.

People like Klimt who were familiar with the inner city environment led the way, while Lan was responsible for commanding the team and formulating plans.

On the way to the dragon training ground, the group kept their bodies as low as possible.

This is Lan En's request.

Ultimately, the goal of the mission is to ‘bring [Angel’s Daughter] Ge Cide back to the Netherworld Church’.

The best situation is to find the target and leave silently. If not, try to snatch the person out before killing him.

Starting the battle too early will only deplete the team's insufficient combat power and make the rescue process more difficult.

But the first problem: before entering the Dragon Training Ground, the gate was built on a small city wall, which was in line with the positioning of the Knights of Lothric as a violent institution.

There are four or five crossbowmen and soldiers patrolling the small city wall.

They were in a condescending position. As long as Lan En's team turned this corner, no matter how low their bodies were, they would be seen at a glance and no one would be missed.

But under Klimt's eyes with sweat on his forehead, Lan just scratched his chin with his fingers and came up with a good idea.

The witcher's cat eyes looked around.

The consequences of the dragon-transformation experiment spread by Oceroes did not care about the difference between the inner city and the high wall.

Those flakes of ashes floated down indiscriminately and infected civilians who did not have strong soul power and supernatural powers.

In the inner city, there are also people who have grown into tree-like shapes and rooted their roots and black oil in the cracks of bricks.

The Dragon Training Ground is an area controlled by the Prince Faction. They have cleaned up the monsters inside, but outside the Dragon Training Ground, there are too many people contaminated by the dragon transformation experiment.

They simply couldn't handle it.

In just three or two seconds, Lan En found his target.

They were two people whose clothes had been torn, their skin was pale, their hair was falling off, and their bones were bulging under their skin.

In other words - a human form whose pus has not yet burst out.

Lan En further observed these monsters as crazy as mad dogs in the Demon King's courtyard, and came to some precious observations.

Before the pus of these people breaks out, they are almost like ordinary wandering souls.

But if you have good eyesight, you can see the black mud surging under their skin, and the blood mist formed by bursts of black oil squeezed out of their pores.

It's just that if ordinary people want to observe these phenomena, then they probably have to get very close. Close enough to stimulate the pus to burst out of the human body.

But the witcher's vision is obviously more useful.

Lan En glanced around and found two dumbfounded human puss kneeling on the ground, raising their hands to the sky like begging.

He turned around and gave orders to the two knights in golden armor and feathers behind him.

"Have you seen those two guys?"

Lan En pointed to the location of the human pus.

"Throw them onto the small city wall above. The movements must be quick and crisp. It should not take more than two seconds from approaching to throwing them out. Can you do it?"

The two golden armored winged knights looked at each other, then turned to look at the target pointed out by Lan En, and then nodded.

Throwing a person onto a city wall more than ten meters above the ground is simply a fantasy for ordinary people and ordinary soldiers.

But for the knights in golden armor and wings, just lifting up with their weapons is probably enough to make the broken corpses of their enemies fly so high.

It is a completely normal behavior.

Lan En's order was successfully carried out.

Before they turned the corner, two wandering souls contaminated by the dragon transformation experiment were thrown onto the small wall at the gate of the dragon training ground.

The sound of flesh being thrown against stone bricks was like a water bag being smashed.

"what?"

"alert!"

On the tower, there were sounds of calmness or panic, accompanied by the clash of armor and the sound of weapons being unsheathed.

But the next moment, all these noises were suppressed by a voice——

The black mud squeezes through the human body, like the roar of a wild beast!

"Squeak!"*2

The Black Mud Snake Group was already preparing to break out of its body due to stress when the two golden-armored winged knights approached.

It's just that because the Winged Knight took off his hand too quickly, the human pus is now completely deformed and appears on the city wall.

"Bang bang bang!"

The narrow terrain on the small city wall is simply the favorite fighting venue of Human Pussy.

The black mud snake, which had a thick body and crazy and unpredictable movements, could squeeze a human body into the corner of the city wall and crush it even if it turned around.

Not to mention two!

Suddenly, the entire small city wall was in chaos.

The people from the Prince's faction obviously knew that human pus was afraid of fire, but under the frenzied offensive of the two groups of black mud snakes, no one had the chance to throw the flame pot in their hands.

Screams, the sound of flesh and armor being torn to pieces

These two human puss might be killed by the people sent by the prince, or they might kill an entire tower guarding force, and then they would fall down unconsciously and end up squatting in an unknown corner.

But anyway, they're out of their own way now.

This makes everyone happy.

Taking advantage of the chaotic fighting and bloody scenes on the tower, the group quickly passed this condescending observation point and entered the dragon training ground.

The scene in this training ground is in line with the speculations of the members of the Knights of Lothric on the high wall.

A large number of members of the Fire Knights were killed, and their bodies, which had been fighting until their death, were spread on the ground.

It looked like they were simply gathered together into a few piles.

The prince faction also wanted to give them a traditional ceremony, but it seemed that there were too many people dying and they couldn't take care of it. So only some corpses had their heads neatly chopped off.

Blood flowed from the bright armor, and together with the blouse outside the armor, it solidified into a dirty, hard scab mixed with dust and soil.

Several huge corpses of flying dragons also hit the dragon training ground, causing the solid stone brick floor to crack and collapse.

"Next we have to pass through the Knights' Great Chapel before we can see the bridge leading to the Great Library."

Klimt pulled his robe from the corpse of a Lothric knight, and the sharp damage of the knight's armor caught the hem of the robe.

"Don't be stupid, Klimt."

Lan En said with a frown.

"The method just now cannot be used in the cathedral. There must be top knights there! Let's use flying ones!"

"You are bringing a group of winged knights with you. Why fight when you can fly over them?"

If the enemy hadn't occupied the commanding heights just now, Lan En would have actually wanted to take advantage of his mobility.

The archbishop was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly.

He really hasn't gotten used to having a group of knights who can fly short distances under his command.

So much so that the habit of making plans seemed very rigid in Lan En's eyes.

The gray-bearded Archbishop looked around in the once majestic and glorious dragon training ground, but now only corpses and broken stone bricks were left on the ground.

Finally a direction was determined.

"Just jump towards this wall! We'll go right around to the back of the chapel!"

Without further ado, Lan En immediately started making arrangements.

After all, the commotion on the tower had almost subsided.

The Winged Knights fluttered the funny but effective little wings on their backs, and their heavy bodies flew across the wall, taking Klimt with them.

Lan En, on the other hand, was more flexible. He directly used the projector hook to hook the cracks in the damaged stone bricks on the wall, and then jumped over in three or two motions.

With this first experience, Klimt quickly adapted to this efficient and stealthy method of movement, and he began to abandon his own views on the height difference and wall barriers in this mountain city.

And took the lead all the way towards the big library.

On the way, Lan En and his party did see some Lothric Knights of the Fire Sect hiding themselves in corners.

Lan En used the ring of the Knight Commander on his hand as evidence to show them that there was still a stronghold of the Fire Sect on the high wall and that it was gathering strength.

These knights, who originally thought that the prince faction had taken control of the entire city, had some hope again.

After a series of short flights, the team rescuing Saint Gezide finally crossed a bridge across the sea of ​​clouds and arrived at the Great Library, the home of the sages.

"Now, use perception again."

Lan En said to Klimt after retracting the hook lock from the Winged Knight's armor.

"We have reached the big library and need to consider more precise location guidance."

The hooded Archbishop nodded, then closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, Klimt's eyes were already looking towards the sky unconsciously.

"The saint is on the top floor of the big library!"

When Lan En and the Winged Knights heard this, they all followed Klimt's gaze and looked up.

In the gap between the interlocking spire-like top floors of the Gothic building, the dim yellow sky is flowing with dim yellow clouds.