Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1680. The Secret Chamber Sorceress

There was no time to think about it, the witcher of the Griffin School was still in shock and fear for a very short period of time.

After all, this happened too suddenly.

Ten seconds ago they were still sighing, "This sewer is too quiet."

Ten seconds later, a wall shrouded in magical illusions opened, revealing four or five hundred rat monsters!

But Lan En's words still forced him to calm down.

Cohen followed Lan's steps and rushed in, while a calico-colored figure also rushed past him.

The demon hunter from the Griffin School made a hand seal without even turning his head.

A layer of light film flickering with lavender magical light spread out from his hand and covered the broken part of the wall.

A group of running mice rushed up with their heads down, but nothing happened except for ripples of light film.

As a magic trap, the [Sign of Arden] is obviously more trustworthy in the hands of the demon hunters of the Griffin School.

After Cohen used the [Yaden Seal] to block the door, he immediately began to accumulate the chaotic magic power in his body and prepare for the next seal.

The battle situation was more explosive than he had expected, yet much more stable.

In front of Lan En, the ratmen, whose average height was no more than 1.6 meters, were like a group of children.

The heavy armor made his body look even more majestic! And the wild beauty from the New World on the armor made him even more terrifying!
"Oh!"

"Humans! Kill, kill, kill! Kill, chirp!"

The crazy and violent ratmen roared and rushed forward one after another, trying to tear off some pieces of flesh from the humans who appeared out of nowhere.

But facing them, Lan En just calmly raised his foot and kicked them!

The terrifying power erupted in an instant!

The first ratman that came into contact with Lan's boots had its chest nearly exploded backwards!
The chaotic, crazy howling was suppressed in an instant!
The broken bones from the first ratman's back shot out backwards like a shotgun! A large number of ratmen fell down immediately.

But this was still not enough to offset the kinetic energy applied by Lan.

Its body, which had turned into a rag bag, flew backwards, and fought its way through the crowded ratmen!

Blood, flesh, broken bones. The things that burst out from the flesh of the creatures were like a horrific blood rain, spreading across this crowded space.

Even with the rats' low IQ, they were stunned with fear at this moment.

But they were stunned and did not affect Lan En's actions.

The long sword was raised in front of Lan En, and then turned a circle like the hands of a clock.

Under the superb martial arts from the magical Japanese Warring States period, the active power of the human body, through the rotating blade, left discontinuous light marks in the air like pointer scales.

Lan En's power suddenly surged for a moment!
[Full Moon Killing Method]!
"Crack!"

After performing the martial arts, Smaug's gauntlet clenched the handle of the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, and then
[Water-Shaped Sword·Big Cut]!
"Stab!!!"

Even the air was cut by the sword blade, making a shrill scream!

The cut air, with skillful adjustments, flowed rapidly with the sword as support, and finally formed a high-speed airflow blade extending more than 20 meters!

The killing power of the air blade is not as good as the sword itself, but facing so many ratmen, it is most appropriate to improve the killing efficiency.

As the air currents stirred like a small storm, the rats in the fan-shaped area with a radius of more than 20 meters in front of Lan En suddenly became shorter, like wheat being cut by a sickle!
The blood and minced meat that were swept away by the airflow were scattered even more violently in this Shura field.
Five minutes later.

With a swish, a bright silver blade flashed and left a crisp mark.

Lan En swung the knife, sweeping away the filth on the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, leaving a splatter mark on the brick wall of the sewer.

But there is actually no trace left.

The scene was already too exaggerated, and the blood and minced meat on his knife were barely noticeable.

"There are so many rats, meow!" said the fluffy ball, adjusting his helmet. "How can the sewers support so many rats?"

The calico kitten now looked as if it had rolled out of a quagmire, with its beautiful yellow, white and black hair turning into clumps.

But for soldiers, don't worry about these things on the battlefield.

Cohen was stunned by the speed and efficiency with which it wielded its two swords just now.

Four or five hundred ratmen were trapped in this not-so-large space and were slaughtered within five minutes.

Especially Lan En's moves were too explosive. The characteristic of the move [Airflow Blade] was that while it was good at increasing the damage, the traces it left behind were too exaggerated.

As a result, the sewers, which were originally made up of a layer of sludge and domestic garbage on the ground, are now covered with a layer of blood, meat, broken bones, internal organs and other things!
When you step on it, it makes a sticky and disgusting 'pa ji ji' sound!

The thick blood and minced meat mixed together and basically covered the ceiling of the sewer, and were now falling down piece by piece.

"How exaggerated." Cohen's silver sword was also stained with blood. He waved his hand to remove the [Yarden Seal] that was blocking the door. "Although I have heard about your previous experience on the battlefield, it is still... really exaggerated."

In the industry assessment of demon hunters, ratmen are monsters of almost the same level as evil spirits.

In a one-on-one fight, even a farmer with a pitchfork would have the courage to fight it.

But there were four or five hundred ratmen after all! They were all killed in less than five minutes?

Those who have not experienced the atmosphere of a battlefield with Lan En cannot imagine this shocking feeling.

The clean, horrific and brutal killing process was heart-wrenching. Lan En just smiled and tried to smooth his hair back, but found his hands were stained with the stinking blood of the ratmen, so he shook his head and gave up.

"They seem to be trapped by this illusion as well." Lan En scanned the hidden space in the sewer and said, "With so many ratmen, if there were no obstacles, they would have dispersed to all parts of the sewer long ago."

"As a result, you only met those few. You were probably squeezed out from the inside."

"Is there a wizard imprisoning them?" Cohen first thought of the magical illusion, but then he shook his head, "Why would the wizard imprison the ratmen? Experiment? What experimental value does this thing have now?"

Times are changing, and many things that were once considered research topics may no longer be touched. Rat people are one of them.

"I don't know." Lan En said as he walked. He seemed to have discovered something and walked straight to another wall. "But maybe we can find out."

On this wall, there is a torch stand that seems to be wedged into the wall in the middle. Now it has been blurred by Lan En's "battlefield traces" and cannot be seen.

If Lan En hadn't taken a quick look at the overall layout when he rushed in just now, and Mentos hadn't recorded it in real time, it would be difficult for him to find it now.

Lan En pulled it, and the integrated brick wall made a sound of bricks rubbing against each other and stone chips falling, and a revolving door was opened.

Cohen and the ball of fluff ran over and stretched their heads to look inside, and saw nothing but darkness.

"The effect of my Cat's Eye is wearing off," the demon hunter from the Griffin School muttered, "I need another sip."

At this moment, he was not worried at all about what to do if he accidentally entered the enemy's base camp, he was just worried that he might trip.

Lan En walked straight into the dark passage and said, "Keen, keep it. I see light coming through that side. If you drink Cat's Eye, it will cause trouble for your eyes."

The Demon Hunter's [Cat's Eye] is a very good functional potion, which has great advantages at night.

But at the same time, the photosensitivity raised by the potion cannot adapt quickly to changes in light. After drinking it, it will remain sensitive unless the effect of the potion expires.

Seeing the firelight can be dazzled for a while.

They walked into the passage. Although it still had the stench of the sewer, it was not stuffy, which meant that this passage had not been idle for a long time.

He walked all the way to the end, but Coen still didn't feel any light coming through. However, looking at Lan's steady steps in the darkness, he couldn't say anything.

In the blink of an eye, Cohen realized that they had reached the bottom.

Lan En stopped, and he stopped too. The two witchers listened at the same time, and both realized that there should be someone behind the wall, slowly flipping through a book.

Two pairs of slightly shining cat's eyes looked at each other, oh, there was another pair of cat's eyes standing very low. That was three pairs of cat's eyes.

In silence, I have made preparations.

With a "click", Lan En activated the mechanism, and the brick wall revolving door opened under the mechanism, and the wall bricks made a friction sound.

The fastest ball of fluff was the first to rush out of the gap!

"Meow!"

It let out a very powerful cry and then pounced straight at its target.

Later, Cohen and Lann also came in quickly.

"Don't move!" Cohen shouted directly, holding a crossbow in his hand.

But his shouting did not cause any reaction.

Because there is only one person in this secret space built in the sewers of Long Exeter.

And she had been restrained by the ball of flannel.

She was a pretty woman, but her beauty was lowered by her serious face and the decorations on her body.

She was wearing a black velvet dress dotted with pearls. The collar was quite open, revealing a palm-sized rune ring tattoo on her collarbone.

He was wearing a hat or a headscarf that looked like a gold ingot on his head. I wonder if it was a traditional costume from some place.

The fluff ball's ThunderCat sword was across her neck, and the kitten's feet were on a wooden table with books on it, which was just the right height.

In her hand, a ball of fire was suspended, which she dared not release nor extinguish.

Judging from the wide-open neckline and the fireball in her hand, she must be a sorceress.

She was indeed a sorceress, and Cohen even knew her.

"Ciele de Tanshavier?" The demon hunter of the Griffin Faction frowned and lowered the crossbow in his hand a little, but still held it tightly. "Why are you here? Is this the secret base you built? The sorceress has many burrows."

Seeing an acquaintance, the sorceress wanted to say hello.

But the sword in the fluff ball's hand was held very steadily. The sorceress only had to sway her body forward slightly, and she could feel from the hair on her neck how sharp the dagger was in the hands of a cat.

Then she raised her head and dared not move.

"This doesn't look like her secret base." Lan En walked out from behind Coen, looked around and said, "I've never seen a sorceress believe in the Lion-Faced Spider."

"If I'm not mistaken, I think we should have had academic exchanges some time ago?"

The demon hunter from the Bear School walked closer and looked down at the sorceress who looked up and dared not move.

"Can you explain it?"

As he spoke his face was turned toward Cyril Tanshavier, but his hand was raised and pointed toward one of the walls of the room.

On the wall, a statue of a Lion-faced Spider was being enshrined on a platform.

(End of this chapter)