Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1354 1326. Spiritual Vision and Lock

As if to crush Lan En on his face, the Moon Goddess's hands were pressing on Lan En's body, and His head was turning left and right.

Behind His head, the long tentacles began to dance.

The tentacles behind the head and the tentacles that served as the tail began to close together as if they wanted to wrap up Lan En and the Moon Goddess herself.

His divinity, His person, His vision.
These things that made him transcend the mortal world were now under his control, and he wanted to use them to do something to Lan En.

Mortals are completely defenseless against the ancient gods who have appeared.

Because they are shallow and narrow-minded.

That's how it should be.

But what is meant by 'originally' is that it is not like this now.

Lan En's eyes, which were originally lifeless and obsessed, suddenly became inexplicably deep!
The hands and tentacles wrapped around his body seemed unable to obscure his vision.

The demon hunter turned his head away from the Moon Goddess's face in front of him and looked to his side.

He was now almost completely wrapped up by the Moon Goddess's tentacles. Logically, no matter how hard he looked, he could only see the ancient god's deformed and bloody body.

But his vision penetrated not only these tentacles, but also this dream.

On the reclining chair on the moon-viewing terrace above the lake in front of Byron West College.

The chair was shaking slowly and continuously, and the old man who put the scepter in his arms seemed to see something even though his eyes were covered by a metal blindfold.

Suddenly, he stretched out the scepter in his arms, just like the first time he pointed out the location of [Stupid Spider] Rom to Lan En, and gently pointed it at the witcher who was looking at him through his "eyes".

The lips, which had become old and sunken due to being toothless, curved into a smile.

'This is the moment destined for Yharnam. Now, go.'

The silent words were enough for Lan En to understand.

So the demon hunter nodded silently.

"Om~"

Just when the Moon Goddess wanted to crush Lan En on her face with her two claws, a ray of light suddenly overflowed from the tiny mortal in His hands!

It was just like a mortal body touching a red-hot iron. All the movements were originally silent, as if the Moon Goddess, who had no contact with this mortal world at all, was suddenly frightened!
"what!"

The long and echoing sound was ethereal and distant. If you hadn't seen it in person, no one would have thought it came from the mouth of such a strange creature. But it was indeed the scream of the ancient god.

The Moon Goddess couldn't help but let go of her hands, and even the tentacles that were wrapped around her suddenly loosened at the same time!

His whole body retreated a long distance in fright before stopping on all fours.

And the demon hunter who was emitting light slowly fell from mid-air in the light.

With a "click" sound, the boots made of interlocking dragon scales stepped on the ground in the sea of ​​flowers.

The demon hunter, whose eyes were full of obsession and satisfaction just now, had taken the Sword of the Lady of the Lake from the scabbard at his waist into his hand without him noticing.

"Look at what you look like now. You look no different from a wild beast, don't you?"

The Moon God in the distance looked like a frightened cat, with its limbs and claws grasping the ground, its deformed skeleton body hunched up, looking full of vigilance and hostility.

But in the distance, the demon hunter was still bathing in the blood-red moonlight. He casually swung the long sword in his hand to make a few gorgeous sword flowers, and strolled leisurely on the sea of ​​flowers.

Lan didn't look at Luna.

He just smiled, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand and turning it with a silver knife flower, and the blade of the Sword of the Lady of the Lake fell on the palm of his left hand.

The leather glove on the inside of his gauntlet played with and stroked the blade of the god-made weapon.

There was a 'squeak' sound like steel scraping against leather, which was even somewhat pleasant to the ear.

The current scene was just an art and cold weapon appreciation meeting, and he was just an appraiser. It was not a battlefield created by the malice of an ancient god or a superior.

The witcher's pliable fingertips fiddled with the blade of the Sword of the Lady of the Lake in his hand.

However, the light on his body made the Moon Goddess, who had already retreated a long way, still be like a frightened wild cat or dog, lowering her body and retreating slowly.

This light is completely different from the light cast by the blood moon in the sky at this moment.

But if you look closely, you can still see that this is a beam of light on the surface, but in fact it is three different kinds of light mixed together.

And because their natures are both gentle and bright, the distinction between them is not very obvious.

One of the lights is golden, like the morning sunshine that nourishes all things.

The other kind of light is also golden, although the color is much lighter, but the brightness is the strongest, like the rippling surface of a lake.

The last kind of light came from Lan En and the long sword in his hand.

It was a pure and faint light, almost like a reflection or an illusion, like the light of a distant star.

But this light is extremely pure, faint but pure.

"Condition: [Meet the Ancient God]. Already met."

As the witcher paced, Mentos sent a report to Lan's mind.

It turned out that a record that had been sealed up as a 'conditional unlock' began to emerge along with Lan En's own memories.

This memory was very short, just as Lan En and Mentos had guessed, it was only less than two days.

But it was these two days or less that made him ready, and with the support of such light, he stood in front of the superior who was now hidden behind Yharnam.

"Pretty much what I guessed."

Lan En paced while playing with his blade. "I need 'qualifications' to stand before you."

"If you don't have enough 'qualifications', then you will just be a rag doll for you to play with at will. German, Ludwig. Humph."

"I'm beginning to get curious. If we follow the life path of creatures like you, how can a mortal stand before you? Relying on the umbilical cord blood when the Son of God was born?"

When talking about the 'life path', Lan En's tone was a little uncertain.

After all, there are still too many unknowns about the life form of the ancient gods. It is even hard to say whether these things can be defined by the concept of "life".

Fortunately, he doesn't have to worry about those academic troubles today.

He is indeed a scholar, but now he is mainly here to do some "rough work".

"Hmm~"

An inexplicable voice came from the ancient god's body in the distance.

It was not the cry of a wild animal, nor the voice of a human, but rather a ghostly sound like the wind flowing through the three holes in His face.

His pointed claws lifted from the ground.

There, and on His face, the bloody skeleton bore marks of burns.

He was truly hurt.

Burned by that knife and the light from that man!
The [Light of the Two Trees] originally hidden in the Silmaril!
This light is so pure that even Morgoth, the first dark enemy of the world of Arda, would feel extreme pain just by touching the Silmaril.

Lan En didn't dare to make a conclusion about how the Moon Goddess of Yharnam compared to Morgoth.

But what is certain is that the light that Morgoth could not bear, He could not bear either.

"Woo~"

The sound of wind blowing through a hole sounded again.

The Moon Goddess cautiously distanced herself from him. Her body, which was ugly yet strangely sacred, flickered a few times as if the image quality in the video was not clear.

As if to melt into the blood-red moonlight.

But then, the demon hunter who had been looking down to "appreciate" the long sword in his hand, which was like a work of art, suddenly looked up!

The pair of deep amber cat eyes stared at the Moon Goddess for a moment.

On the claws and face of that strange creature, where only burn marks were left, the scars that had already darkened suddenly began to glow again!
"what!"

The ancient god screamed again, and at the same time, the body that was almost melting into the blood-red moonlight suddenly turned into a real material entity again.

"I won't give you another chance to return to a higher 'horizon'."

With a "swish" sound, the blade that was originally being played with in the palm of his hand has now been changed back to the way of swordsmanship.

The demon hunter stared at the Moon Goddess motionlessly and spoke softly.

"Compared to you, my vision is still very narrow. But you came down on your own, didn't you? I will cherish the opportunity you give me."

Because of their unique status and vision, the ancient gods exist on a level that mortals cannot observe or interfere with.

This is also the reason why no one has ever been able to resist the ancient gods before.

Only they can exert influence on the mortal world, and mortals cannot exert influence on them in return.

This is also the reason why Lan En and Master William both believe that the orphans of Kos should have died at the hands of other ancient gods.

Because even if it's just a cub, mortals shouldn't be able to touch the ancient god.

If He cannot even be touched, how can He be killed by mortals no matter how weak He is?

But on the other hand, if the ancient gods took the initiative to lower their status and vision, descended to the world, descended to this material world, and possessed a material body.
This is why Master William wants to determine Lan En’s level of [Clairvoyance].

Because Master William must ensure that when the Moon Goddess has lowered her vision and status and appears before Lan, the witcher can see Her clearly.

Once he couldn't see clearly, the ancient god could easily return to a 'higher vision' from a place that Lan En's [Spiritual Vision] couldn't reach.

In simple terms, it means: his soul will return to heaven.

But now, everything is ready!

Lan En's [Spiritual Vision] can fully observe the Moon God who has descended now, and the light on his body and the light on the long sword have turned into a conceptual "chain".

Lock the Moon Goddess in this dream.

Locked in this 'narrow field of vision'.

Just now, Lan En was playing with the Sword of the Lady of the Lake with great interest because he felt that now was the time to use the [Light of the Two Sacred Trees].

The power that he once subconsciously wanted to hide was now used, and he felt free of worries and relieved.

And now, the main reason is that his [spiritual vision] is not high enough and far enough.

Otherwise, if he could fully unleash the power of the Light of the Twin Sacred Trees, he probably wouldn't have to wait for the Moon Goddess to 'descend', even if He was in a high-level space.

This light and this knife can directly cut Him!
But now time is tight and opponents are in a hurry.

The power of weapons can be gradually explored and developed in depth as one's own 'vision' improves.

But now
Lan En wordlessly raised his sword and pointed it at the Moon Goddess who was returning to the material world in the distance.

If I can’t kill you directly in the high space, then I’ll pull you down to the mortal world and kill you right away!

(End of this chapter)