Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 879 861. Wolf Possessed (3000)

When the humanoid monster in front of him was thrown by Lan En, the huge impact force basically plowed a furrow on its back on the extremely humid ground.

When it finally stood up, scratching around, there were still wet clods of soil in its hands, which were scattered around.

"Roar!"

The big mouth that could bite a human skull when opened roared, but the sound was a bit strange, as if it was using human vocal structures to imitate the roar of a wolf.

The people in this convoy were all organized by Archbishop Klimt, and their level was not bad.

Even believers who don't know how to fight at least have the awareness not to cause trouble to the combatants.

So when Lan En threw the monster into the firelight of the camp, the nearby hooded believers and maggots immediately dispersed to the side.

The soldiers who were roaming and patrolling here immediately drew their weapons and looked at the monster warily.

It's just that unlike ordinary enemies, you will first have a confrontation with the opponent for a period of time to observe the enemy's posture and weaknesses.

Then with the final ringing of the bell, the circle of golden lines spread out gently, sweeping over the people around him like a wave.

He was holding a kite-shaped shield, but he was knocked away while holding the shield!
The warrior's eyes were wide open under his helmet, and his hands were squeezed between the shield and his torso, and the shape was distorted.

Lan En, on the other hand, was very brave and rushed directly into this no-man's land, entering the attack range of the monster's arm.

Any injured person next to Archbishop Klimt seemed to be fine after this burst of golden light.

There was no observation or hesitation, all it seemed to have in mind was constant attack and destruction.

"Ouch!?"

He shook the bell and muttered something.

There was a "bang" sound.

In all directions of the camp.

With a flurry of swings, the monster used its two extra-long arms to sweep out a no-man's land around it.

Archbishop Klimt frowned for a while, and his lips under his gray beard pursed, looking very dissatisfied.

But it basically disrupted the layout of the camp.

Later, in the noisy and chaotic camp, many of the same warm golden lights flickered around.

Some were not smashed away, but were knocked far away while stumbling, rolling and crawling.

The arms hanging naturally down to the ankles were waving wildly.

But in the eyes of the demon hunter, this kind of attack is not without gaps.

Then, a burst of warm golden light appeared from under his feet, forming a circle of golden magic lines.

That was the light of the priests in the crowd, treating the injured who ran to them.

But at this time, his primary target is still the monster.

"when!"

It's not a very advanced spell, it's just a 'labor-saving' plan that Klimt made after checking the extent of his own personnel's injuries.

Lan En, who had clearly seen the monster's appearance in the darkness, had already drawn his sword and approached the monster.

But even though he was dissatisfied, Klimt still stretched out his hands from the broad bishop's robes. In his hands was a strange-shaped rattle that looked like a religious item.

Together with the people around you, you can receive God's grace and recover from your injuries.

The skinny, blood-stained arm and its claws hit the shields of the surrounding warriors, making a sound like the impact of a war hammer!

Exactly like the movement of the monster thrown away by Lan En, the warrior rolled on the wet ground with clods and mud spots, and finally knocked away the formation of the people around him, and fell next to the archbishop and the goddess's carriage.

At this time, it was only a period of frantic scratching before the monster stood up again.

Its two arms are like two nine-section whips, with the swing of a whip and the hardness of steel.

Naturally, he also saw the warm golden light in the dim firelight, and the movements of the priests releasing [miracles].

Lan En, who had already entered the monster's attack range, gently raised the blade to his side.

"Ouch!"

The supernatural powers of other worlds are certainly worthy of exploration and curiosity.

The warrior holding the shield obviously did not expect that the opponent's strength and attack range would be so large, and the attack speed would be so sudden.

The twisted arm was as usual, and only blood stains remained on the bleeding wound.
This is a unique spell possessed by the priests, [Miracle·Medium Recovery].

This monster is a veritable mad dog!

In the brief contact with Lan En just now, the brute force that was subdued by skill was fully displayed at this time.

The attack range is wide and the frequency of wild swings is fast enough.

The air diffusion caused by the collision scattered the sparks into a circle.

This is simply a chaotic situation.

The enemy's attack was wild and fast. After knocking this warrior away, several more warriors were knocked away almost at the same time.

A burst of fierce sparks exploded from the connection between the limb and the blade!

The monster was still roaring, but its movements inevitably became stiffer.

But it showed no trace of intelligence from beginning to end, so Lan En didn't think it had a human form, and therefore had judgment.

Just as Lan En thought, although he felt an inexplicable stiffness in his body, the irrational monster was still waving his two arms wildly.

And Lan En used [Deng Carp] to catch them all one by one. A series of tight sparks exploded.

It seems that most of the soldiers here have never seen such a fierce battle rhythm of attacking against attacking.

Therefore, many people were stunned.

The monster's movement posture becomes more and more stiff and sluggish under the skill of [Climbing the Carp].

Finally, when Lan En estimated that it was almost done, there was another conflict between blade and claw.

After a "dang" sound.

The monster could have knocked away several armored knights at once, and knocked down a circle of people with its claws.

After this moment, he was blocked and raised high.

At this time, Lan En's feet once again used the technical feature of [Xianfeng Kick], the air hammer.

He kicked the side of the monster's knee with a low and sweeping kick. With a short and crisp 'bang' sound, half of the monster's body was shortened by the side bend of the knee.

A good gesture for an execution.

The golden light accumulated on Alondette has reached its peak at this time. In this state, the power of the next slash will be doubled!
Lan En held the hilt of the knife, tilted it downwards and stabbed it into the monster's chest with a 'pop' sound.

Golden light exploded, and the width of the blade on the chest was twice as wide as the blade of the Lake Lady's Sword.

And Lan En's expression still did not relax.

"Flannel ball."

He greeted without looking back.

At the same time, the figure of the kitten also flew over from the ground not far away, stepping on Lan En's legs and shoulders from behind, and rushed straight to the monster's head.

"I'm coming, meow!"

The Thundercat Sword was unsheathed and placed horizontally in front of the monster's neck while the velvet ball passed through the air next to the monster's head.

With a 'stab' sound, the Thunder Cat Sword made a deep and wide gash in the neck, and thick, almost black blood spurted out.

Facing strange enemies in this strange world, Lan En felt that just stabbing in the heart was not safe enough. No matter what, the head must be cut off.

"Meow?"

The kitten meowed in confusion.

It seems that because the blood in the enemy's body is too thick, the sword that was originally intended to cut off the head only opened the neck.

But just when the flannel ball turned back and wanted to jump up and slash the back of the neck, the kitten found that it was no longer needed.

Because just after it landed, a curved blade like a crescent moon had hooked the back of the monster's neck with its inner arc.

Then he pulled hard and "clicked", and the head fell to the ground.

That was Leonard's strange-shaped blade, the crescent curved sword.

It was only at this moment that the frightening red light in the monster's eyes faded and dimmed.

The mouth that was constantly opening and closing, as if eager to bite something, gradually became still.

When Lan En pulled out the Lake Lady's Sword from the monster's chest, the thick blood made the movement make a "squeaking" sound.

He pretended to pat himself, but the monster's blood was actually blocked by the [Quen's Seal] and had already flowed down the protective shield.

"What is this thing?"

Lan En flicked the blade, letting the thick, almost black blood flow from the blade. Fluffy Ball walked to Lan En and did the same action as him to protect his Thunder Cat Sword.

Leonard, who was the last to help, casually turned the severed head upside down with his toes and looked at it.

"This... looks like [Wolf Possession]?! But why does it appear here, with that kind of light that I haven't seen before?"

Lan En got a lot of information from Leonard's murmur.

For example, even a goddess knight like Leonard wouldn't recognize her with her eyes glowing red.

"[Wolf Possessed]? What does it mean?"

Does the wolf's soul turn into an evil spirit and then possess it?

Leonard shook his head.

"The Faran Undead Team is an army of undead who share wolf blood and make contracts with each other. Sharing wolf blood is a dangerous behavior, although exactly how dangerous it is is a 'little secret' that the Faran Undead Team is unwilling to reveal. "

"But the dangerous result is that people become like this, [Wolf Possessed]."

"But the problem is. This kind of loser who shares wolf blood should be locked up in the abandoned Fran Fortress. How could he appear in the Punishment Forest?"

The convoy organized by the archbishop seemed to have become very accustomed to the dangers in the wild, not to mention that this time, with the help of the priests, not even one person died.

So everyone went back to the campfire and quietly sorted out the messed up camp.

Archbishop Klimt is also walking this way.

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while, and not good.

Because even Leonard who spoke just now knows that when dangerous things that are locked up in a certain place escape, it means that there is a problem in that place of detention.

It's just that the abandoned fortress of the Frank Undead Team seems to be out of natural awe of the identity of [Salt King].

[King Xin] The news that something happened at the original station is a bit hard to accept.

(End of this chapter)