Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1346 1318. Funeral Blade
After stabbing the knife in, Lan En knew from the feel of his hand that his intention to end the fight instantly had failed.

The silver blade pierced into the old hunter's collarbone at the base of his neck. The sharp flesh and bones did not pose any obstacle to the blade, which went straight through his shoulder blade and came out from the back of his shoulder.

However, it failed to cause greater harm to the old hunter.

Because when the knife was stabbed in, German's disrupted body movements had almost been readjusted by him.

When Lan En realized something was wrong with the feel of the knife, he immediately wanted to press down the blade, and directly grabbed the handle and pulled it down from the hole!
The old hunter's upper chest was cut open.

But German's left hand moved almost at the same time as Lan's intention, and his palm grasped the back of Arondette's knife.

He didn't intend to use this disadvantageous posture to directly fight against Lan En's power, he just wanted to gain a moment of time.

"Ugh~"

The sharp blade rubbed against the severed bone, making a teeth-grinding sound.

The old hunter's tall and thin body had already escaped from Alondite's sharp blade.

German pulled himself off the knife.

From beginning to end, except for the moment of shock when his stance was broken, the old hunter was as cold as the blade of the sickle in his hand.

Geman, who had 'pulled' himself out of the blade, showed no sign of retreating.

Yharnam hunters have always adopted a fast attack and defense fighting style.

Only the blood flowing from the enemy can soothe the hunters' painful bodies and minds.

The induction of [Blood Healing] made the hunters, during battle, even more eager and impulsive than the vampires in Lan's impression, craving for the blood of their enemies to be spilled.

As German took a step back, the huge sickle that he had just dropped to the ground out of control suddenly turned around!
The sickle blade is retracted!

While pulling the sickle back, he seemed to want the sickle blade to cut Lan's lower back and hook him over.

In this process, after the body was separated from the enemy's blade, there was no trace of the movement defects that should have been caused by the broken clavicle and shoulder blade.

Even the old but neat hunting suit that German was wearing was not cut by the knife.

The transition between offense and defense, and the shift in advantageous position, all happen in a flash!

But at this moment, Lan En, who saw with his own eyes that his attack was ineffective, chuckled.

“How much more support can He give you?”

Geman, who had already entered the hunting state, was very frugal with his words. Even the old man's whispers that sounded like a dream were much rarer.

The corners of his old mouth, under the shadow of his hat brim, just murmured calmly twice.

“For you.”

"enough."

"bass!"

The sharp force of the sickle pulling back cut through the air, making a loud bang!

A large area of ​​white flowers on the ground were harvested in the air wave brought by the sickle, and the petals fluttered in the moonlight.

But there was no blood splattering, no sharp blade piercing flesh.

All I heard was a dull but sharp 'bang'!
A piece of soil and rock in the sea of ​​flowers exploded as if a bomb was stuffed in it because of the reaction force of being stepped on!

"Really?" Lan En, who was wearing heavy armor but still able to leap lightly with the explosive strength of his body, looked down at German in mid-air.

He smiled and extended an invitation.

"We can give it a try."

At some point, the Alondite, which had been unsheathed, returned to the scabbard at his waist.

And his right hand was already on the hilt of the knife.

[Water-Shaped Sword·Cross Slash]!
Two "swish" sounds!
Lan's body in mid-air blocked the huge moon. In the shadow, only two clear silver lights flashed from the witcher's waist!

Then, the silver light was like a whip that could be extended, and it whipped Lan En, who had already jumped four or five meters high, directly to the ground from his waist!

"boom!"

This time it was like an absolute explosion!

The airflow blade brought up by special techniques extends from the real blade.

After two swift and fierce 'whips' hit the ground in the sea of ​​flowers, the power exploded!
The soil and rocks mixed with the petals flew and scattered.

A huge, hideous cross-shaped knife mark suddenly appeared on the white sea of ​​flowers!
This huge and violent force is terrifying enough to kill people, let alone hunt large wild beasts in Yharnam!

However, after the sword was struck, which was enough to chop off the head of the clergy monster, Lan's expression did not show any sign of relaxation.

After all, Yharnam's [First Hunter] is much stronger than any monster!
[Cross Slash] In the huge and turbulent smoke and dust, there was a not-so-conspicuous black shadow. The wind pressure generated by the rapid movement instantly stretched the smoke and dust that was still in the process of expanding and spreading into a long strip!

"Do you think you are light and fast enough?"

A deep, old voice sounded calmly in Lan En's ears the next moment, before he had just slashed out the [Cross Slash] and landed on the ground.

The fluttering windbreaker suddenly appeared in front of Lan En. The fact that the windbreaker was still fluttering in front of him meant that the old man in the windbreaker had actually passed in front of him and came to his side.

Only then did Lan En's pupils suddenly shrink, and his eyes subconsciously turned downward in front of him.

The curved sickle blade, which gave the moonlight reflected on it a chill, had already hooked onto his waist.

Under the huge moon, the old hunter dodged the extended slash of [Cross Slash] that shattered the rock and ground under the sea of ​​flowers with incredible speed, and leaped straight towards Lan En!

And faster than the Demon Hunter! And lighter!
The figures of the two people in mid-air were dimmed by the huge and bright moon.

Lan En's waist was hooked by the sickle blade, and his whole body lost balance in mid-air. It seemed that the silhouette would be cut into two pieces by the sickle blade dragged by German in the next second!
When it comes to speed, no one in Yharnam is more qualified to boast than Gehman, who created and perfected the hunters' entire fighting style!

The technique that Lan En currently uses most often to increase his movement speed is [Acceleration Technique], and its creator is none other than the tall and thin old man in front of him.

Lan En is not the kind of old-fashioned guy who values ​​the past over the present and believes that successors must be inferior to the founders.

Apart from anything else, he believed that with his swordsmanship, even if he were in front of Ashina Isshin, the old guy would definitely ask for a fight to the death with him with an unprecedented desperate mentality at the cost of his life.

But speaking of [Acceleration] alone, to be honest, Lan En felt a clear gap in front of German.

This old thing is so fast!
It was not until he jumped in front of him and dragged the sickle around his waist that he suddenly reacted.

Lan En's current combat speed is basically a combination of the [Light Body Technique] used to reduce his own weight, the running and jumping skills learned from the [Lone Shadow Ninja Skills Book], and the hard acceleration of the [Acceleration Technique], all integrated together.

This is what allows him, a warrior wearing heavy armor, to display extraordinary flexibility.

But in front of German, he simply used the [Acceleration Technique] to break through all of Lan's current movement skills!

I don’t know if the current German is some advanced application technology of [Acceleration Technique], but he really seems to be the same as Lan En felt before!
A blue, illusory flame appeared, as if it was burning statically!

Seeing German in this state, Lan En suspected that if Ludwig only used the exquisite weapons from the church workshop without using his own [Holy Moonlight Sword], he might not last more than a minute in front of this old guy!

He exploded so quickly!

Gehman himself knows how fast he is.

This was his speed after he broke a leg.

So, now he just felt regretful.

It was a pity that he had not smeared some 'appropriate' blood on the blade of the sickle beforehand.

Otherwise, after this moment, the blade would cut into the body of this stranger, and the sweet blood would mix into the wound, and He would have completed His mission.

But that’s okay.

Beneath the brim of his top hat, the old man's eyes were calm and indifferent.

Cut him in half and then give him blood at the end, the result will be no different.

For some reason, under the increasingly bright moonlight, German thought so.

But then
"Um?!"

Yharnam was as cold as his hunter template, and in the short time of a battle, he was surprised and astonished again!

"Crack!" There was a teeth-grinding sound of metal scraping against each other, and the sound was so sharp that it made people's scalps numb!
This time, the one who was surprised by the feeling from his hand was German!

The handle of the [Funeral Blade] in his hand did not have the previous crisp and decisive feeling of cutting through flesh and bones, nor the sense of pleasure of drawing blood.

On the contrary, it seemed as if he was using an ordinary hook to hook something hard and heavy!

"That armor can block my sword?!"

The old hunter thought a little confusedly.

[Funeral Blade] is the beginning of the transformation weapons developed by Yharnam hunters to date, and it is also a masterpiece at the pinnacle.

The blade of this sickle is made of a special meteorite that drifted here from the universe.

Young hunters have never seen this weapon, but those who are old enough know that this weapon is likened to "Requiem" among hunters.

That refers to the hunting process of [First Hunter] Geman, which is always quick and efficient beyond imagination.

Those prey that died in his hands would surely die peacefully, without suffering from nightmares.

This shows the sharpness and power of this weapon.

In all his years in Yharnam, Geman had never thought about how armor could withstand the blade of [Funeral Blade]...

According to Gehman's usual feeling, in front of [Funeral Blade], the defense of normal hunters and monsters is just a piece of paper, and the particularly outstanding defense is just like a piece of paper folded in half.

So now, when the blade of [Funeral Blade] was cut by the abdominal armor of [Smaug], Ghman was abnormally shocked.

But his excellent skills and experience still saved his life at this time.

The moment he realized that something was wrong, the old hunter, who was originally feeling regretful, subconsciously lowered his head.

Then "Shua!"

A bright knife light passed over the top of the top hat, only lifting a few burrs of the cashmere hat.

(End of this chapter)