Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1702 1674. Black Smoke Column
The explosive power of Qilin and Lan En is enough to make people jaw-dropping.

To be honest, Lan En even admired the Nilfgaardian officer who could see and realize in just a moment that the two of them were about to make a move.

This vision can be said to be a talent.

But he was still too slow.

The warlocks of Nilfgaard believed that suppressing the Qilin's influence on natural forces would be equivalent to destroying the horse's ability.

However, for the ancient dragons of the New World, creatures that seem to be born at the top of the food chain, influencing celestial phenomena and nature is just a natural part of their ecological habits.

Their true foundation is always the strong and energetic physical body!

"Oh!"

Those near the eastern front couldn’t see clearly, but those far away couldn’t hear it.

They can only simulate the sounds of the scene in their minds.

On the curved line where the mountain ridge protruded, the horse and the [Hunter] suddenly disappeared! But it was not magic, but because the speed of movement was too fast for the eyes to follow!

The originally smooth ridge suddenly broke at the spot where they were standing just now! It was as abrupt and obvious as the notch on a knife blade!
The shattered rocks that were stepped on by the sudden force of the Qilin's hoof were still flying in the sky.

The bodies of the ancient dragon and the demon hunter easily absorbed the pressure caused by this instant acceleration, and the Felyne was no worse.

People could only see belatedly that a white shadow instantly rushed from the ridge into the dense crowd at the foot of the mountain!

Then, the enormous impact force knocked the Nilfgaardian Black Armored Army, who were so arrogant and seemed to be the best in the world an hour ago, into the sky like black mud spots!

It's so densely packed that it's hard to take in.

But when they thought it was spectacular enough.
"Bang~!"

The roar was like the sound of a church bell, resounding throughout the entire battlefield!
This sound is highly recognizable and unique, with 100% penetration and suppression, and it echoes again on the battlefield after so many years!
In this blood-thirsty battlefield, it can attract unparalleled attention.

The veterans who came down from Mount Sodden were so excited that their hands were shaking after hearing this sound!
But those soldiers who had only heard the description in later stories found it breathtaking!
"What the hell did he do with that giant (demon) sword?!"

In the command post of the Northern Alliance and Nilfgaard, Foltest and Menno Kuhoon, who were looking at Lann with binoculars, expressed different surprises at the same time.

In the context of Nilfgaard, the [Vulcan Stream] that Lan originally held was an absolute magic sword.

But only now, [Turbid Flow·Destruction] appeared in everyone’s sight for the first time.

The original [Muddy Flow] is already an absolutely terrifying thing from the perspective of normal humans!
At that time, the giant sword was only a palm wide and a finger joint thick.

But what about the current [Muddy Flow·Destruction]?

The exaggerated gale was brought up by the exaggerated sword blade, and the dense air blade looked like an unfolding sky curtain in the eyes of people far away!
From the position where Qilin rushed into the enemy camp, a fierce whistling wind suddenly exploded! And a terrifying track stretched forward in an instant!

The air blade changes the refractive index of the air along the entire route, causing the light to be refracted in an offset manner as if it encountered water.

The huge force drives the huge sword blade, which in turn brings with it a huge amount of high-speed airflow!
The height of the vertically chopped air blades has reached dozens of meters, and the length extends towards a hundred meters!
This volume and distance really looks like a huge screen when compared with the human body!
The scattered pieces of black armor, the long sword and mace in the hands, and other miscellaneous items were carried into the sky along with the human body.

Under the abnormal refraction of light, it is like an illusory mirage.

People on both sides of the airflow blade can even see each other's blurry figures.

The whole scene seemed messy, violent, and psychedelic.

[Water-Shaped Sword·Dragon Flash]!
In the Battle of Sodden Mountain several years ago, Lan's sword could probably only wipe out a small team.

But now, in front of his sword, an entire Deillani Brigade that had just devoured the Redanian Cavalry Corps was cut in half again!

A brigade-level formation was broken in just a moment!

The level of suppression on the entire battlefield is self-evident.

If there is no one on the battlefield who can equally restrain Lan En, then based on the current level of development of military technology, people like him will be the most important factor that can directly determine victory or defeat, or even the only factor.

Faced with such an enemy, Menno Coehoorn, who had been defeated by Lan once and narrowly escaped with his life, had to admit this.

"But times are different now, Lord Hunter."

The Nilfgaardian Field Marshal, holding a telescope and seeing with his own eyes that this terrifying enemy was even more terrifying than he had ever shown before, was whispering to himself.

Meanwhile, on the chaotic and terrifying battlefield, the demon hunter, who had already taken out the conical crystal from the alchemical leather bag and put it on his body, received the communication in his mind.

"Lane! Thank God you're here!"

The Aedirn wizard disrupted the magical communications of the entire battlefield, but the magic props produced by Aretuza, and later modified by the new technology of the sorceress and the Lady of the Lake, which could communicate across the world, were obviously not within the scope of what could be blocked.

Triss's voice was the same as always, with a mature style and girlish cuteness.

She was still in the midst of a physiological panic attack and extreme fatigue, but this did not affect the sound of the telepathic communication. Lan En, who received the message, kept his eyes scanning the battlefield quickly.

The extraordinary vision achieved after the optical treatment response and the increased thinking speed brought by the [Holy Gland] allowed him to fully capture all the details and changes on the battlefield.

The huge computing power of the biochemical intelligent brain Mentos is inserted into the thinking process of the human brain, and as an auxiliary decision maker, it proposes proposals in nanoseconds. Then it self-examines all proposals and finally selects three to five proposals to submit to the main body.

The final decision is made in Lan's brain by his self-consciousness.

Every movement, every direction. The information on the battlefield, under the influence of extraordinary senses, washed into the brain like a flood, and then was processed in an orderly manner, and finally presented in Lan En's specific actions.

At least from Lan's current perspective, every minute and every second since he entered the battlefield, all his decisions and actions have been close to "perfect".

Two minutes after entering the battlefield, the eastern and central defense lines were stabilized again! The western defense line seemed to be about to be pushed back!
"It seems I arrived just in time."

The witcher responded to Triss rationally and calmly in his mind.

At the same time, he also shared with the sorceress the battlefield information he had collected in this short period of time.

"But what's going on? I saw those reserve troops who had entered the battlefield at the right time and in the right position. Now they are like they have just marched 20 kilometers on foot in full armor. They are almost out of energy to breathe and control their sphincter. They are at the mercy of others!"

When the Redanian Cavalry Corps entered the battlefield as a reserve, Lan was still outside the tent of the field hospital.

However, with his battlefield judgment and ability to screen and collect information, he could tell at a glance when this troop rushed out, what role it played, and what results it should have achieved.

But their current situation is really wrong.

“No, I don’t know either.” Triss looked very serious during the telepathic call, “But this should be the reason why the Nilfgaardians were able to break through those defenses so quickly!”

"I was just talking to Sabina Grievousig of Kaedwen, the sorceress with a high slit to the waist that you saw at the summit on Thanedd Island. I just touched that thing with my mind and became almost like them."

Triss still didn't know what methods the Nilfgaardians used, so she spoke with hesitation.

But Lan En on the battlefield had narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It causes physiological panic and rapid loss of physical strength?"

As he was thinking, suddenly the Demon Hunter, the New World Ancient Dragon and the Felyne Cat all showed expressions of surprise at the same time.

Lan En only felt Qilin's footsteps soften instantly.
"He used that magic sword!" Menno Kuhn and many people in the command post were watching the situation on the battlefield through binoculars.

At this moment, the expression on the Field Marshal's face calmed down.

It's as if one has foreseen something unstoppable happening and is waiting for the consequences to come.

"Now, gentlemen, let us pray for the Empire."

Menno Cuhoon put down his telescope and said so.

And on the battlefield.

"boom!!!"

The Qilin's hooves suddenly softened and stepped on the bumpy battlefield. Coupled with its already fast speed, it immediately lost balance and rolled over.

The strong and tall body plowed a large and hideous impact mark on the ground.

The dirt, rocks, corpses on the battlefield, pieces of armor, and fragments of weapons were like being put into a washing machine. They rolled and tumbled along with the Qilin's body, which was spinning with great impact force, and they rolled a long way before stopping.

But Lan En and Flannel Ball had already been prepared at the same time with their superb skills and reaction abilities the moment Gu Long's steps became unbalanced.

Lan's legs smashed directly into the ground, and the dirt and rocks piled up on the sides of his calves under the momentum. The witcher overcame his inertia forcefully.

Kittens are much lighter.

But after it landed next to Lan En, the little tongue in its mouth stuck out unconsciously, and it gasped for breath.

"Flannel ball!"

Lan En shouted, and the cat jumped up in tacit understanding, stepping on the calf bone that the demon hunter kicked at him from a low position.

With the power of Lan's kick and his own skills, the calico kitten flew a hundred meters away in less than half a second!
Qilin is an ancient dragon that is used to running at high speed in various terrains and landforms, and is widely distributed. If they fall down because of their high speed when sprinting, it would be a disgrace to the ancient dragon.

Unless something affects it!
And it's not just Qilin, the impact of that thing is wide-ranging!

The next moment, the invisible influence suddenly gathered! Intensified!
——Falling on the witcher!

Originally there was just a lonely cloud of black smoke in the sky, but now it had almost condensed into a cylinder floating above Lan En's head!
The originally invisible and intangible influence field that could not be seen by the naked eye has now turned into a cylindrical cloud of black smoke due to the concentration effect, and a column of light with a faint copper-green color is shining downwards!

(End of this chapter)