Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1310 1282. Red Eyes
Henryk felt somewhat relieved when he pulled the trigger of the hunter's rifle.

Although he had no idea what was happening, luckily he had just switched to mercury bullets and the muzzle of the gun was already pointed at the beast patient's forehead.

The gunfire flashed, no matter what.
However, before the young hunter's relief faded, he was immediately shocked!
"Ow!"

He did hit the beast patient in front of him, but he underestimated the vitality of severe beast patients on the one hand, and underestimated the limb deformities caused by this rapid transformation on the other.

The beastman in front of me, who just now maintained the basic human cranial appearance, now has the outline of his skull stretched forward, almost like a wolf!
Henryk's shot only hit the tip of the opponent's upper jaw due to the deformation of the skull.

Its upper jaw and part of its nose were completely broken!

For normal wild beasts, this kind of injury is basically equivalent to the end of survival, but the wild beasts in Yharnam have never been normal.

The beast patient whose head had been deformed into a wolf's had half of his upper jaw blown off by a bullet.

But it is still fierce and violent!
He supported himself on one paw and was about to pounce on Henrik, who had just fired a shot and had not yet retracted his arm.

"Step aside!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind Henrik, and then his body was pushed aside.

The beast patient that pounced over did bite something, making a "crackling" sound.

But that was not human flesh and blood, it was the flamethrower in Mark's hand!
At the critical moment, Mark could only push Henrik aside. Because of his position, the hand he used to push him was the hand holding the one-handed sword.

So the only thing left to use was the flamethrower.

The flamethrower, which was like an enlarged version of an iron perfume bottle, went straight into the mouth of the beastman with half of his upper jaw broken off!

The bone fragments and sharp teeth still hurt Mark's hands through the gloves.

But the church hunter just frowned, and with the sound of metal squeezing against teeth, he suddenly pulled the trigger of the flamethrower.

High-temperature flames exploded from the beast's mouth, and the orange-red flames spread along the hollow and skinny body, and finally burst out from the exposed ribs of the beast patient!
The beast whimpered and roared under the flames, its unclear voice sounded like both a human and a beast.

But it is precisely this ambiguous state between the two that makes people feel even more disgusted and frightened.

Henrik, who had just been pushed away, stood firm and immediately moved forward at high speed.

The meat saw in his hand chopped off the beast's still flaming waist with the sound of saw teeth cutting bones, and the mechanism of the transforming weapon started to work.

With a click and a flash of sparks, the force of the meat saw's unfolding added to the hunter's force of swinging the knife.

[Transformation Slash] directly cuts the beast in half!

Then Henrik swiftly raised his hunter's rifle and fired at the beastman's head with a bang!
The upper body of the beastman, whose head was blown off by the mercury bullet, finally loosened his grip on Mark's hand and the flamethrower. The corpse fell to the ground with a thump.

"hiss!"

Mark took a deep breath as the body fell directly to the ground, causing his hand and the flamethrower to be pulled directly out of the other person's mouth.

Not only did he have wounds on his hands from bone splinters and teeth scratches, but he also had burns on his hands from using a flamethrower at close range in a narrow space.

The leather gloves on his body and the windbreaker on his forearms were burned by the flames and stuck to his skin.

But it's no big deal.

Henrik shook off the flesh and hair tangled on the meat saw, took out a blood collection bottle from under his windbreaker and stabbed Mark with it.

"What the fuck is going on."

Henrik, still frightened, cursed under his breath, raised his head, and glanced at Yanan outside the alley with suspicion.

The roars of wild beasts continued to echo, and there was no sign of abating.

"do not know."

The precious blood bottle was emptied and smashed on the wet stone floor. Mark couldn't help but reveal an expression of enjoyment and said with his head tilted back.

But he quickly returned to his usual cold expression, tore off his gloves and sleeves that were burned with dead skin, and asked seriously.

"And have you ever seen that lycanthrope before? I mean its eyes."

"Never seen one." Henrik answered without hesitation, as if the question was self-evident. "I've never heard of a lycanthropic patient with red eyes and a light trail left in the dark when he shook his head!"

"And the condition has progressed so rapidly to such a serious state in the blink of an eye. Is this some kind of horror story?"

Ghost story.

Mark said nothing, but Henrik's words echoed in his mind.

The young man who had recently joined the ranks of the church's hunters walked to the entrance of the alley and stood with his friends, looking at Yharnam, which was still filled with the roars of wild beasts and had gone from dead silence to chaos.

In the night sky that was originally dark with only the full moon overhead, orange-red flames have now appeared in many directions.

That was not some strange celestial phenomenon. The fire was coming from the ground and shining in the sky. It was a fire!

Fire is a common disaster in Yharnam.

After all, wild beasts are afraid of fire, and the people of Yharnam, who have been plagued by beast disease since ancient times, will neurotically store flammable materials at home in order to ward off possible beast patients who may break in.

It was as if he would rather be burned to death than die at the hands of a beastly patient.

But the fire had grown so obviously in a short period of time. What was the church doing?
Regardless of the weak and kind Golden Cup Church, in Mark's mind, the Healing Church should also come forward to control it at this time. This night may really be more terrifying than a ghost story.

Inexplicably, this absurd idea arose in Mark's mind.

“Where did all these fires originate?!”

Henrik said muffledly under his mask.

"I don't know." Mark said as he checked his flamethrower and found that only the fuel tank was a little deflated. "But we should go rescue people. Let's find the nearest fire source and wild animals first. Let's go."

The layer of cold night fog on the ground seemed to disappear as the firelight illuminated it, and the young hunters walked quickly out of the alley.

Only the corpse of the beastman was left, and the foul-smelling blood made the stone floor even more damp.
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Mark and Henrik were not fools. Just from the first beastman who mutated after the strange silence, they could already tell that something terrible must have happened in Yharnam.

But even if the two young hunters exhausted their imagination, they would never have thought that things would develop to this point.

"breathe!"

Henrik shouted from behind his mask, stretching his palms back in a downward pressing gesture.

"Bend over and keep breathing, or you'll choke to death!"

Behind him was a group of citizens who were still wearing pajamas or simply shirtless.

These people were as panicked and frightened as newly born chicks, so much so that even though they followed the "ominous" hunter, they had no complaints at all.

Mark was at the end of the team, covering the rest.

How could things turn out like this?
In those eyes, which were separated by a line between the tricorn hat and the mask, even with the calmness and indifference of a Yharnam hunter, there was an indescribable panic at this moment.

The fire, whose origin was unknown, burned too big and too fast.

And until now no one has come out to take charge!

It’s fine for the Good Golden Cup Church whose prestige had collapsed long ago under the impact of gray blood disease, but what about the Healing Church?

Didn't they say they would manage Yharnam better?!

“Boom! Bang!”

On both sides of the street, blazing flames stirred the air, followed by a deafening explosion!
Henrik first put his arms around his head, then waited for the explosion to pass before looking up.

On the third floor of the street-side building, the brick and stone exterior walls bulged outward due to the impact of the internal explosion.

It goes without saying that the residents there must have placed a lot of strong flammable materials in the room.

Outside of Yharnam, such people are considered psychopaths and dangerous. But in Yharnam, this is normal.

Henrik turned around and nodded to Mark at the end of the line, indicating that there was no problem.

Yes, spreading fires and sudden explosions are dangerous, but for the hunters' superhuman physique and reactions, they are not very serious problems.

What is really serious is
"Hey, you okay? The deflagration is over, we need to get through here. Hurry!"

Among the people rescued by the two young hunters was a fat woman wearing a lace nightcap on her head. As she followed Henrik, she kindly asked a girl next to her.

The girl looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. She seemed to be frightened by the explosion. Even as everyone moved on, she was still holding her head with her hands, trembling all over, and mumbling something under her breath.

The fat woman approached her, apparently wanting to pat her shoulder or hug her, to soothe her panic with her actions.

But Mark, who was at the end of the team, suddenly shouted in the flickering light of the flames.

"Don't go near her! Stay away!"

Before she could even finish the words 'stay away from her', the girl, who was originally curled up like she was terrified, suddenly raised her head and screamed.

But that sound was not ordinary. The girl's scream in fright was the scream of a wild beast!
"Ow!!!"

The mutation was completed in a very short time. Thick black hair grew explosively on the girl's body, and her figure was pulled up and twisted with the sound of bones deforming, which made people's teeth ache.

During this process, the flesh on her body was even squeezed into minced meat and blood foam, and a burst of blood-red mist burst out as she howled!

Everything happened so fast.

There was no warning, and no time for people to react.

The beast patients in the crowd went from being no different from normal people to entering the late stage of beast disease in the blink of an eye!

It howled and tore the people around it to pieces in just a wave of its hand, as if it was tearing up a bunch of paper dolls!
Mark, who was behind the team, just caught up at this time.

"monster!"

He shouted with gritted teeth, while at the same time inserting the one-handed sword in his hand back into the hammer handle behind him.

The muscles on his hands bulged, and with a dull "bang!!!" sound, the church's stone hammer directly hammered the upper body of the beast-like patient who had just killed someone to the ground.

Mark's hammer had smashed the stone brick pavement of Yharnam into a dent with spider-web-like cracks radiating from it.

The beast-like patient, who had just transformed into the appearance of a wild beast, now had his sticky flesh and black hair stuck to the hammer surface.

(End of this chapter)