Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1706 1678. Resurrection!

A series of attacks drove out most of the filthy power in the ghost's body. The subsequent [One Heart] allowed the thick earth and pure energy on Arondette's blade to penetrate deep into its body.

Immediately, after a brief but intense confrontation, Lan En beat this unusual vengeful ghost into a powerless and disabled state.

It was not until this moment that he put on the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, and the increase in physical strength achieved by using the [Full Moon Killing Technique] on his body had just disappeared.

The vengeful ghost stumbled back helplessly due to the lack of filthy power.

Lan En raised his eyes and took a look at the dark monster mixed with copper green.

With his left hand, he picked up the [Muddy Stream·Destruction] which had been stuck in the ground before and then fell over due to the shaking of the vengeful ghost bell.

The violent and gluttonous aura has been stirring on this greatsword for a long time.

"call."

Even if the huge block of iron is not swung hard in the air, it will make a heavy whistling sound.

"Bang!!!"

Lan En swung the dark sword with a bone-white blade horizontally with one hand, and it chopped directly onto the side of the ghost's knee!

The broad sword blade left a sinister black fan-shaped afterimage in the air.

"Roar!"

The vengeful ghost's leg tilted and his whole body became much shorter.

When it quickly supported itself on the ground with its hands and raised its head, the witcher was looking at it with his head tilted in front of its dark face which was twisted into two expressions.

"Bah!"

Aaron Date stabbed it directly into the forehead! In the middle of that half angry and half scared expression.

Then, Smaug's gauntlet clenched.

Lan En grabbed the huge horn on one side of the ghost's head with his left hand and pulled its head lower!

"Oh!"

Raise your leg and step on the other ghost horn on its forehead!

Lan En had a blank expression on his face. He held the ghost's horn in his left hand and put it into his arms!

At the same time, use your legs to push hard! Push the other horn on its head and step out!

“Roar! Roar!”

A low and terrifying roar erupted from the vengeful ghost's twisted mouth.

At the same time, its body was struggling and slapping the surrounding land.

The two large bells on its arms were rattling due to its struggle.

But the only part that can move and struggle is the part below the head.

The head clamped by Lan En roared desperately but did not move at all!
The demon hunter took a deep breath, and the strengthened organ [third lung] made it seem as if there was no bottom when he inhaled.

The oxygen quickly seeps into his blood through his lungs. The high-energy blood transformed by the [blood regeneration organ] can carry a large amount of energy, nutrients, and oxygen, and circulates efficiently to all parts of the body.

Lan's muscles swelled and bulged! The huge force made the joints of Smaug's armor make a teeth-grinding and frightening "click" sound!

The armor worn by Lan En always makes people worry that when he exerts force, the armor parts will be broken by the bulge of muscles. Those armor plates will probably... no, they will definitely kill people, right?
Fortunately, Smaug's strength was created by combining the craftsmanship and wisdom of three worlds.

——But the horns on the ghost’s head are not like that.

"Carrara!"

The copper-green glowing crystal ghost horns stood tall on the head of the evil spirit, but now they were causing it immense pain!
The sound made by the crystal when it is on the verge of breaking can bring out the screams and roars of the vengeful ghosts.

But its head could not withstand the shattering of the ghost horns before it could.

The Alondate that Lan had just inserted into the middle of its head created a weak point.

He grabbed one of the ghost horns with one hand and pulled it into his arms, and stepped on the other ghost horn with one leg and pushed it out. However, the head of the vengeful ghost could not bear it first and was broken in half alive!
"Kala La~"

The sound of bones being torn apart was muffled by the sound of flesh.

As the head was broken into two halves, the ghost's body went limp. Lan En pulled back the Sword of the Lady of the Lake and loosened his hands on the ghost horns on its head.

The huge corpse of the vengeful ghost died in a similar way to a normal monster, disintegrating into a foul black smoke and disappearing.

On the battlefield, all you could see were people staring blankly at the demon hunters executing the monsters.

This was the first time that Lan En executed an alien creature from the Celestial Sphere in public.

Whether it is the intensity and scope of the battle or his "techniques", it seems too exciting for most ordinary people.

"My beard." Colonel Barclay Ayers opened his mouth and muttered. "Is this thing still a human? He tore the monster apart alive!"

The Free Corps officers beside him were also dumbfounded and speechless.

The little beautiful cat remained silent, but suddenly the sound of horse hooves was heard behind her.

"Gather! Follow me!"

The voice of the messenger who had led them to an emergency evasion and then suddenly disappeared came from behind, and everyone looked back in surprise. "Lincoln?" Adam Pangratt asked in surprise, "I thought you died in the chaos just now!"

Lincoln was no different from the beginning, except that he was covered in blood. The horse under him was paddling its hooves, and he was looking into the distance.

A place even further away than the battlefield between demon hunters and monsters.

——He is looking at the Nilfgaardian camp!

"Thank you for your concern, but time is running out. Gather! Follow me!"

"What do you mean?" Little Cat grasped the key point. She frowned and asked, "Whose order is this time? What do you want us to do?"

"If I'm not mistaken," the dwarf colonel also frowned, "there doesn't seem to be any movement at the command post, herald officer."

These troops were originally transferred to guard the central defense line in front of the command post. Now after the emergency evasion, they can see the general situation on the top of the mountain from this position.

Lincoln's tone was calm and steady.

"I did not follow the orders of King Foltest or Sheriff John Natalis. But now the situation has changed. Foltest is mentally unstable and has psychological trauma and is not participating in the command."

"Mr. Natalis is an excellent commander, but he is distracted by the current battle and is not paying attention to the truly important information at the moment."

Lincoln meant: Foltest was shaken after his defeat outside Maribor, and John Natalis, although highly capable, was an inexperienced man and could not be trusted at all at the moment!
"That's not what a herald would say, Mr. Lincoln." The dwarf colonel looked at him incomprehensible. "Who are you?"

"Or let's get straight to the point." Frondino, who was always taciturn in the Free Corps, got to the point. "In whose name are you going to dispatch us?"

At this time, Lincoln turned his gaze from the Nilfgaard camp in the distance and looked at other people.

With a "rustle", the blood-stained pennant on the barrel of his gun fluttered in the wind as the gun was raised.

"In his name!"

Lincoln, riding on his warhorse, pointed his gun at the giant on the battlefield that had even made a dent in the ground!
At the same time, Lincoln tore off the collar of his armor robe with a "swish", revealing the small shield emblem on his chest!

The golden lion shield on a blue background was once the emblem of Cintra, but now only one knight order is still using it!

That Embers Knight!
"Do you want to come?!"

Lincoln suddenly asked, and the Free Legion and the dwarves who had fought their way out of the Nilfgaardian encirclement stared at each other with wide eyes.

But this process only takes a few seconds.

"Offer him our swords!"
On the hill of the Northern Allied Forces' command post, Foltest, who had just been amazed at the battle between the witchers and the monsters, shouted angrily while holding a telescope.

"What kind of troops are those? Who mobilized them?!"

I saw that at the foot of the mountain not far from the command post, part of the troops that were supposed to form the defense line were suddenly withdrawn.

And it seemed that they were about to march away at a rapid speed!
Although the entire battlefield is now shocked by the battle between the witchers and the monsters, there are still at least 30,000 Nilfgaardian troops!

What if this comes straight at me?!

"Roche, go check! I'm going to chop off that bastard's head!"

The blue guards turned around and were about to carry out the order.

But before he left the command post, bigger changes occurred.

The unauthorized movement of the troops on the central defense line seemed to be just the beginning. Soon, there were at least dozens of troops moving without authorization on the entire battlefield!

Thanks to the location of the command post, the people above can see it clearly.

Foltest's lips trembled with anger. "What a bunch of idiots. You are so hot-blooded that you underestimate the enemy?!"

He looked at the giant in the center of the battlefield with a complicated expression. In fact, he asked himself, if he were also on the battlefield at this moment, would this atmosphere also make him excited?
Mythical heroes! Mythical battlefield!

He was unsure.

This is also what these northern kings have always found terrifying—the witcher’s infectiousness is too strong!
But at this time, it was John Natalis who held down Vernon Roche, who, after being shocked, realized that the problem was bigger and was ready to rush to execute the order.

The marshal of the Northern Allied Forces looked at the battlefield with a frown, as if he finally realized something at this moment.

"No, no, no," he murmured, and soon turned into a roar, "Make way! Make way for those troops! After making way, follow them! Quick!"

Natalis's order was surprising and confusing, but Triss, whose face was pale due to the large amount of magic power she had mobilized, walked forward while pressing her temple and looked at Natalis in surprise.

"Your Majesty, Lan En has sent over some arrangements." The sorceress spoke clearly, "It's the same as Marshal Natalis's arrangement."

Foltest looked at the sorceress and the sheriff, then looked at the battlefield in the distance in confusion, and finally nodded silently.

On the battlefield in the distance, Lan En took his hand away from the conical crystal, and without looking back, his body turned into green smoke with a "swoosh", and he appeared more than ten meters away when he appeared again.

The next moment.

"Bang!!!"

The huge bronze bell was swung and thrown by the chain and hit the spot where he was standing just now!

"Roar!!!"

The roar that could cause a panic attack and exhaustion in people just by being affected suddenly exploded again!
Behind the earth and rock waterfall that was lifted up by the huge bronze bell and flowed backwards into the sky, there appeared a vengeful ghost with dark skin, huge muscles, and a face that was half angry and half fearful. His twisted eyes were staring at the witcher!
The copper-green crystal horns on its head are still pointing towards the sky!

The vengeful ghost whose head had just been torn open alive came back to life in less than ten minutes.

(End of this chapter)