Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 135 134. The Weight of Faith

Dagon's entity in the material world has a protective power that is completely abnormal in Lan En's view!
Although before the start of the battle, Lan En was already mentally prepared to meet Yao Mozi, after all, the opponent was the body of an evil god, and nothing abnormal was abnormal.

But in the current situation, his sword with all his strength ready to go could not even break through the defense!

Not only was the defense invincible, but it seemed that even the impact of the slash seemed to be completely vented in the air, without touching Dagon's body at all!
"I feel like I can't touch Him at all."

Leaping back lightly, Lan En just dodged a deep diver's claws and swooped.

The footsteps set off water splashes and crushed lotus leaves.

The deep diver charged so close that Lann's blade range was no longer good enough to handle it.

So after twisting a wrist, the weight ball at the end of the silver sword's hilt hit the temple of the deep diver's fangs and claws horizontally.

With a sound of "bang", the ferocious monster, which was still very aggressive, simply and neatly lay on its side on the surface of a shallow layer of water.

A big eyeball has been squeezed out of the eye socket, and a large section of bone from the temple to the brow bone has been dented with a trace under the hammer of Lan En's sword hilt.

But it's not dead yet.

The deformed vitality makes it far from death.

"The vitality is very tenacious, but the difficulty of dealing with it is equivalent to facing a senior fighter."

In other words - one face to face is enough.

Lan En glanced at the deep diver on the ground, and didn't insist on making up the knife, because Dagon was chasing Lan En and smashing it down again with an obviously supernatural jump!
It was just a blow, and after summarizing the data analysis of Mentos, Lan En clearly realized the depth of this enemy.

The muscles of the two long legs worked together, and the boots with plate armor suddenly stirred up waves in the water.

Faced with Dagon's trampling of at least a dozen tons, Lan En had already pulled back.

And the deep diver whose head was smashed was still unable to move on the ground.

The believers of these evil gods were not taken seriously by Lan En from the beginning to the end.

"I don't need to do it. In this small terrain, every time the unwise Dagon punches and tramples, the efficiency of causing damage is much higher than that of me chopping with a 'toothpick'."

Compared with Dagon's fist, which is half the size of a human being when held, the long sword of the Xiong School in Lan En's hand, which is slightly wider than the average half sword, can only be regarded as a 'toothpick'.

The center of gravity is like mercury in the body, flowing but not scattered.

Lan En's footsteps suddenly stabilized during the sudden stop, which was quite different from the previous stagger.

Although Dagon's self-weight of more than ten tons and supernatural power are full of deterrence, Lan En's adaptability to the enemy in battle is beyond imagination.

A large amount of battle memory support and Mentos data analysis allow him to always be able to do a job with ease shortly after contacting the enemy.

The witcher raised his eyes and continued to stare at Dagon's trajectory.

He originally thought that after Dagon landed, he would see the deep diver trampled to pieces.

Half of the Heretic God's body should be sprayed with blood, as if sprayed by an uncovered juicer.

But the reality made Lan En's eyes narrow slightly.

Dagon's soles did step on the deep diver, and the impact force of more than ten tons was also reflected on the stone ground.

But it happened to be the deep diver caught between the soles of Dagon's feet and the ground. He was unharmed!

"Even physical impact can distinguish friend from foe? Or"

The two slender eyebrows were tangled together, and Lan En made a hypothesis in his heart.

The evil gods are irrational and non-ordered existences, and they are supposed to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy for mere believers?

They don't even care about themselves, how can they care about believers?

And another possibility.
Lan En keenly remembered what the lady in the lake said.

Dagon's material entity is: 'the power of the evil god passes through the gap where the celestial spheres meet, and the anchor point formed by the belief of the fallen murloc'.

The flesh in front of me, at least a dozen tons in weight, is not composed of conventional blood and flesh, but the crystallization of strength and the belief of believers!
According to the lady, the power of the evil god has been blocked by her and her friends in the depths of the world.

It is estimated that this bit that constitutes the body has become a non-renewable resource.

Then all that remains to be settled—is faith!
"Wow wow!"

The huge and deformed deep diver rushed towards Lan En madly.

Lan En stretched his left hand to the back of his waist, stepped sideways, and waved his right hand holding the sword lightly to the right and rear.

At just the right moment, the swooping deep diver sent his neck to the blade of Lan En's flicking sword.

The blade of the silver sword sliced ​​through the flesh on the throat, the trachea, and the bones. A huge fish head was thrown backwards, while the sturdy body staggered forward.

At the same time, Lan En took out a [North Wind] from the alchemy leather bag with his left hand, and threw it at Dagon who did not dodge or dodge.

The shell of the alchemy bomb shattered in mid-air, and the sound of freezing "click, click" suddenly appeared.

Dagon's body seemed to have stood for several days in the cold winter, and the mucus and water on his body were frozen into a white ice shell.

The body of the evil god, who does not dodge or dodge, does not seem to be hindered in this situation.

The ice shell didn't even delay for half a second, and Dagon, whose appearance remained unchanged, was still walking on his own.

The soles of half fish and half man stepped on the ground and moved towards Lan En.

It looks like it has no effect.

But Lan En smiled slightly at this moment.

"Mentos, how much lighter has he become?"

"Sir, according to the feedback from the soles of the feet touching the ground, in the instant just now, the enemy's own weight has been reduced by 130 six kilograms."

Since it can cause harm, then things are easy to handle.

Dagon's palm spread out enough to hold an adult human in its entirety.

He opened his palm and swung it like this, and the airflow raised made a chilling roar.

Even if a bear school demon hunter in heavy armor puts on the seal of Kun En, it is estimated that one hit is enough to be photographed ten meters high.

Hit half to death, fall to death.

And Lan En, against the pressure of the wind, protruded forward from under the opponent's wrist.

His hand came out from the back of his waist, and he already held two round bombs in his palm.

【North Wind】Break out from the palm, after Lan En passed Dagon, he jumped up lightly, letting his feet out of the water.

The next moment, the freezing sound of "click, click" exploded on Dagon's altar.

The shallow layer of water was instantly frozen into ice!
"Wow wow!"

The deep divers had one or both feet frozen in ankle-deep ice.

He could only scream in the pain of frostbite.

And Lan En, who jumped forward, had already put the silver sword across his side.

The body fell, and the force of the forward rush made the body start to slide.

"Swish-"

Like a sickle cutting wheat, Lan En's figure flashed with a silver light, and the eight deep divers, who were tall and low, now had the same height.

It seems to be because too many sources of belief are lost in an instant.

Dagon's body, which had been calm from the beginning to the end, suddenly shattered into pieces of light visible to the naked eye.

Even his body became blurred like a projected image.

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