Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1963 1935. Hesitation?

At this moment, Lann finally saw for the first time how the deep red power on Elonmer was working.

It's like the way sorcerers manipulate objects with their minds in a magical medieval world.

This power can control the movement and direction of objects remotely.

However, compared to the minor tricks that sorcerers usually develop and use simply for convenience in daily life, which can hardly be called spells, the practical combat performance of this power is undoubtedly overwhelmingly superior.

Even warlocks like Tissaya couldn't possibly use just this technique to push a shield against Lann's body, making it take him a lot of effort to stop.

The skill level of this little trick in the hands of a warlock is limited; even an armored soldier would have a hard time mastering it.

For better results, we need to use more advanced spells.

But Elonmeier's trick doesn't look so easy to deal with!
"Hiss hiss hiss slip!"

A blood-red sword shadow shot out from Elonmer's hand!

The rounded, blunt tip of the Mare family's execution sword spun like a drill under the control of the blood-red power!
The intensity and speed of this rotation would be no problem even without a sword tip.

As a legendary weapon of the border region, the material of the Mare family's execution sword and the blades on both sides are enough to generate terrifying killing power when it is spinning!

The execution sword, which shot forth like a giant arrow fired from Elonmer's hand, left a visual trail of blood-red power in mid-air.

Furthermore, the blade that shot out did not cause excessive penetration at all.

Instead, it brought the most lethal parts of the sword, the tip and the blade, to a stop precisely where Lan En was.

The violently spinning execution sword whipped up a fierce wind that sent stone chips and dust flying everywhere from the blue bricks on the ground! The blue bricks bore the marks of unspeakable cruelty!
This further illustrates that the flight, rotation, and hovering of the execution sword were entirely under Elonmer's control.

Unlike an arrow shot from a bow, which is beyond the control of the shooter once it leaves the bowstring.

In this sudden, abrupt change, the Witcher had already roughly constructed the expression of this profound red power.

But he wasn't sure if this was information Elonmeier had deliberately leaked.

Therefore, even though Lan En's surgically enhanced superhuman reflexes allowed him to clearly see the trajectory of the Marei family's execution sword flying towards him, he had no intention of touching it right now.

Instead, just as the executioner's sword was about to touch him, a spiral of wind erupted beneath his feet, and he suddenly shifted two steps to the side.

After reappearing, Lan En raised an eyebrow slightly and then changed the way he was breathing through his mouth and nose.

His body seemed to suddenly become much heavier and more solid, and even the sound of his boots hitting the ground sounded powerful and resonant.

Even so, the Smaug boots, which had already been firmly planted, still made a scraping sound against the blue bricks of the castle floor, and were dragged about two centimeters.

That was the fierce wind whipped up by the Marei family's execution sword as it spun, drawing everything around it to the edge of the blade! So that the blade could easily shred everything as it spun!
If Lan En had moved a shorter distance earlier, or if he hadn't immediately switched to the [Light Body Breathing Technique]...

At this point, he probably has no choice but to have a real clash with the execution sword of the Ma family.

But since Elonmeier failed... it's no longer his turn!
"bass!"

The execution sword of the Mare family had just arrived, spinning violently. But then, Lan En vanished again!
Seeing that the faded one had actually dodged a surprise attack, Elonmer dared not take any chances or be complacent.

He immediately had to control the Mare family's execution sword to return from mid-air!

But even though the sword is now being controlled by supernatural forces, it is still something that has been spinning at high speed and has been launched, carrying inertia.

It will take some effort to get it back.

Now it's not just a matter of 'exerting a little effort,' it's a matter of life and death!
Before Elonmeier could react, the Witcher's amber cat eyes were already locked on him at close range.

At the same time, a cold, sharp sensation, seemingly piercing straight to the heart, invaded his muscles from his side.

【Water-shaped Sword - Tiger Rush】!
The blade, so stable and calm that it is terrifying, thus possesses immense destructive power.

Elonmer had no time to think; he could only instinctively raise the large square shield he had just retrieved to block in front of him!
But this only barely saved his life.

With a "rip," the foreign shield, wrapped in blood-rusted iron thorns, was cleanly sliced ​​in two!
The fracture surface is as smooth as a mirror!
On the same plane as the broken shield, a sharp cut also appeared on Elonmer's waist armor.

Blood spurted out from the cut.

This was the result of Elon Mel's strenuous backward arching in just a moment.

Otherwise, the blade of the Lake Maiden's sword that had just slashed through him would have penetrated at least half of his abdominal cavity!

But Lan En had no intention of letting him off so easily.

After drawing his sword and swinging it horizontally, the Witcher turned around and delivered a spinning back kick!
"Bang!" "Splat!"

Smaug's boots, pressing down on the half-shield that hadn't yet fallen off, kicked Elonmer in the chest and abdomen!

The sudden surge of abdominal pressure caused a large amount of blood to gush out from Elonmer's waist, which was originally just a shallow cut!

Elonmeier was kicked straight away from the ruins of the execution platform!

With a loud 'boom,' it crashed into the surrounding castle walls, instantly creating a large crater in the thick, tightly packed blue brick and stone walls!
Spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from Elonmeier's point of impact, creating a large area!

This is how Lan En cleverly prevented his opponent from directly smashing through the wall and entering the complex interior of the castle, thus creating an opportunity to distance himself.

The Witcher's figure almost followed Elonmel, whom he had kicked away, to the castle wall.

His offensive rhythm was like mercury flowing across the ground, so tight and fierce that it gave the enemy no room to breathe or gain any chance!

It's as if they're going to keep accelerating the pace of the battlefield until one side is finally defeated!
In Elon Meier's mind, it was as if a string was being constantly stretched and tightened under this rhythm!
It squeezed his thinking time, forcing him into a situation where he was overwhelmed with responses.

As Lann approached close to his body, in the split second, Elonmeier could only open his right hand, which had been slammed against the wall, wide open.

A red glow swirled above.

"Whoosh!"

A sudden whooshing sound came from behind, but Lan En seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.

Without turning his head, he twisted his wrist, and the Lake Maiden's Sword was drawn into a silver fan shape, colliding directly with the Mare family's execution sword that flew from behind him.

He precisely knocked the legendary weapon from the border region away.

The next step is to cut off Elonmer's head!

However, just as Lann turned his wrist with the blade, a muffled laugh suddenly came from under the helmet of [Iron Thorn].

Immediately afterwards, the other sounds that had been drowned out by the sound of the execution sword flying over from the Ma Lei family became apparent.

That was a considerable number of the sound of air being cut, but the speed was much slower than that of the execution swords of the Ma Lei family!
Lan En still didn't turn his head, but in that instant, [Eagle Eye Vision] suddenly expanded!
At this moment, the scene behind him seemed to appear in his mind as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Just a moment ago, as Elonmer opened his palm and recalled the flying Marai execution sword, the deep red power in his palm did more than just recall a sword!

On the execution platform, shattered by the clash between the two, red light emanated from the sharp wooden planks.

The soldiers of Sunshade City, crippled by the paralyzing dust, still wielded their longswords, spears, and daggers...

The various sharp objects may not be particularly powerful or fast, but they all flew out at a speed that was enough to injure or kill people!
What's more, the targets these things wanted to injure and kill were the ordinary people who had come to Sunshade City to watch the execution!

Elonmeier laughed because of this.

Perhaps his fighting skills and on-the-spot reactions seemed easy to understand in front of Lan En. But conversely, Lan En himself was also easy to understand in his eyes!
Just because I tormented a few people, they let their personal feelings override their mission. In this world, nobody dies anymore, so why are they still so concerned?
Elonmeier had seen plenty of knights like this who would cause trouble for themselves and others in the name of morality!

Once you've seen enough, you'll know how to deal with it!

In a fight like this, whoever understands it better loses!

I'll tell you straight: I'm going there specifically for those people!
Would you be distracted and try to stop them? Would you offer support to the other side? At the very least, would you hesitate even for the slightest bit?
Okay! You hesitated, even for just a moment, that's enough for me to adjust my mindset and regroup!

So after taking action, even without considering the breathing room he would have later, just thinking about Lann's troubled and conflicted moment made Elon Mel let out a cold laugh from the bottom of his heart.

[Ironthorn] sneered, waiting to see how Lan En would react.

He felt that he could basically guess how someone like Lan En would react to him.

But then...

"...?!!!"

The cold laugh beneath the exotic helmet abruptly stopped!

Like a hen with its neck being choked!
The Witcher did not pause or hesitate for even a moment!

On the contrary, the longsword he wielded with his wrist moved more smoothly and fluidly.

As the thin silver light flashed before Elonmer's eyes, the Witcher's hand trembled, and his longsword made a strange movement.

The movement was like Lan En using the Lake Maiden's Sword to pick up a bunch of invisible lines in mid-air and then wrap them around the blade!
(End of this chapter)