Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 900 882. Shocking change (3000)

The Lothric knight sat on the saddle on his dragon's back, looking down at the endless stream of pilgrims on the bridge below.

As a country in charge of the Fire Ceremony and the stability of the world, Lothric's representative color is undoubtedly a deep red like flame.

As the backbone of Lothric's force, the Knights of Lothric adopted the form of wearing a red robe on the outside of their full plate armor to show their affiliation.

He is a standard dragoon of the Knights of Lothric.

His main weapon is a giant lance, and his off-hand is equipped with a pure steel tower shield engraved with the diamond pattern of Lothric City.

Skilled skills, strong body, top equipment, plus the power of the flying dragon.
This is the Knights of Lothric.

He patted his companion's neck gently to comfort it. Keep it from blowing out flames in one breath.

He was already used to the protruding bones and sharp scales on the flying dragon's neck.

The heel of the plate-armored boots gently kicked the flying dragon's back, and then the bone-white flying dragon tacitly raised its head that was leaning towards the bridge in a menacing manner.

The dragoon clicked and covered the visor on his helmet again.

Get closer to the holy city that is closest to the flames and farthest from danger.

The bone-white flying dragon let out a roar. Its wings flapped in mid-air, sending out ear-piercing air vibrations. Its huge body turned flexibly and flew in the direction of Lothrik City.

Lan En couldn't even imagine how many of their group died on the road.

So he looked down upon the panicked people on the bridge even more.

The huge 'bridge guard' was also standing quietly under the previous gate tower with the head of his sledgehammer on the ground.

In the eyes of the Lothric knights, these people did not understand the greatness of this holy city, nor the greatness of the king and princes.

Lan En pressed his hand on Qilin's long neck to comfort his man.

It can be twenty meters long from head to tail, and the wingspan of the pair of fleshy wing claws can reach thirty meters.

Lothric has protected the world's fire for tens of thousands of years, but these protected people still cannot wholeheartedly trust the king and prince of Lothric.
It's really ugly.

That's why they were like filthy beasts, running around in a panic and preparing to meet the noble prince.

He has already done this very skillfully.

The Lothric dragoons in the sky patrolled back and forth on their flying dragons several times to confirm that everyone on the bridge had stopped moving.

They couldn't even sit down and rest, because the stone turtle shell on their backs and their physical condition were doomed. They would die on the spot as soon as they sat down.

The Lothric knight lifted the visor on his helmet and nodded towards the soldiers stationed at the gatehouse.

Then, whether to prepare a deterrent punishment or choose to kill all the pedestrians on this section of the bridge in an increasingly chaotic situation is a simple multiple-choice question.

The flames overflowing from the teeth of the dragon's mouth made a blasting sound in the air.

They used their two dead wood-like arms to support their walking sticks with incense burners hanging on them, and just stood and waited.

In this naturally cruel world, this choice is actually not difficult to make.

If the pilgrims or pedestrians are not clear-headed, the soldiers stationed on these gatehouses will be ready to close the doors at any time.

When this flying dragon lay on the building, it was like a new small castle was built on the gate tower.

Under this 'bloody eclipse', there seemed to be no other movement.

Only the trembling bodies of the pilgrims occasionally made the iron chains tied with the stone turtle shells make the sound of stones rubbing against the iron chains.

"Roar!"

The fire will not go out.

The heel of the plate armor boots kicked the flying dragon on the back, so the flying dragon, which had used its wing claws to hold the door and let itself lie on the building, started to flap its wings again and flew up into the air. Continue to read the notice back and forth on the wide and long bridge.

The incense burners on their crutches were sending out curls of smoke.

Physically block off the path they want to take.

Come to think of it, it's not just today.

This Lothric dragoon firmly believed in his heart that the fire-passing ceremony, which had been maintained by the king for tens of thousands of years, would continue without any danger, just like before.

How many people were there when we originally set out, so that after so many people died, we could still continue to walk onto the bridge into the city.

He remained silent, not wanting to directly conflict with the knights and gatekeepers of Lothric.

"Hulala~"

This is to make them pay attention to the movements of pedestrians below. As this 'bloody eclipse' has been going on for a long time, people will be afraid and want to go to Lothric City.

You cannot count on the sanity of these people.

The entire bridge suddenly fell into boundless silence as the pilgrims stopped.

And around him, the groups of pilgrims seemed to have long been accustomed to being treated like this.

Whether it is the Lothric dragoons, the defenders on the gatehouse on the bridge, the 'bridge guards', or the pilgrims on the bridge, they have all done this several times.

Its two hind legs, the size of its claws alone, can only hold a fully armored knight.

It seems that the knight up there has completed his mission consciously and is returning to the city to resume his life.

Pilgrimage is an endless pain.

No one thought today would be any different.

No one thought there would be any surprises today.

But
In the still and occasionally noisy environment, Lan En suddenly raised his head and turned behind him.

Among the pilgrims in the deep darkness, someone was reciting a certain story.

"Zi la la~"

At this subtle and unique sound, Qilin also twisted his long neck and turned his head behind him. Because that was the sound it was all too familiar with - the sound of surging electricity.

What is this for?
Lan En didn't react immediately.

But then, he immediately became acutely aware of the current situation, and at the same time, the vertical pupils in his cat eyes suddenly shrank!

"Calm down! No"

Don't do anything to the Lothrik Dragoons, there are still many people here!
Lan En didn't even have time to finish his shouting.

The demon hunter tried his best to run towards the location where the chanting sound came from, but in the end he didn't make it in time and just knocked over several pilgrims along the way.

The story chanted is very brief.

That was the story of warriors hunting dragons in ancient times.

So [Miracle] was completed very quickly.

With a 'swish' sound, a slender, golden thunderbolt was launched from a corner among the black crowd of pilgrims, grazing the side of Lan En's face and heading straight to the sky!
The dragoons, who were hovering in the sky and looking down at the situation on the bridge, thought they had finished their work.

But among the crowd on the bridge, a man who looked like a warrior suddenly ran rampant and caused a commotion.

The dragoon, riding on the dragon's back and flying in the wind, immediately decided to drop some altitude to see what was going on.

And he had just started moving in tacit agreement with his flying dragon partner, and the next moment
"Whoosh!"

A [Thunder Gun], with a golden trail, streaked past the base of the flying dragon's wings that had just fallen a little higher!
The [Thunder Spear] seemed to be aimed at the base of the flying dragon's wings, with the intention of nullifying the flying dragon's flying advantage.

It was just because of the dragoon's decision just now that he lowered his position and shot through the air towards the sky.

The [Miracle] of thunder and lightning is the nemesis of the dragon clan.

During the founding period of the Age of Fire, it was King Gwen who led the protoss to use thunder and lightning to form a throwing spear, which shot through the immortal dragon scales of the ancient dragons, making the dragons capable of being harmed and leading to death.

This restraint effect has continued to these thin-blooded flying dragons today.

Using thunder and lightning to deal with dragons will be extremely effective.

This is also common knowledge within the Knights of Lothric, who were once dragon-slaying knights.

"Bastard!"

The dragoon on the back of the flying dragon suddenly had a layer of white sweat under his armor!

His current position is not low. If he had lost the ability to fly just now, he would have been killed just by falling!

Is one of those pilgrims crazy?
This was the first reaction of the dragoon.

The initial fire was dim, and most of the pilgrims' bodies had reached their limits. Even if they went crazy or died on the spot, it would not be a surprise.

This is also the reason why Lothric only lets a few groups of pilgrims into the city every day.

But the next moment, he knew he was wrong
"Whoosh whoosh!"*N
The first [Thunder Gun] just now seemed to be just a starting gun. It was good to hit it, which was a good start.

But even if they miss, there are still dozens of [Thunder Guns] left!
A large piece of golden thunder and lightning formed into a small thunder gun and shot towards the sky.

Of course, the power of this thunder and lightning is far inferior to that of the great war at the founding of the Age of Fire, but the flying dragons controlled by the Lothrik Knights are not those ancient immortal dragons!
"Hush!"

The flying dragon controlled its wings under the knight's command and tried its best to avoid it.

The air-to-ground advantage was obvious. With just a few simple movements, most of the numerous [Thunder Guns] were lost and flew to the horizon in a golden wake.

But a small part of the [Thunder Spear] still landed on the flying dragon's body.

"Ow!"

The flying dragon roared and screamed in pain, but although the thunder and lightning restrained the dragon clan, these [Thunder Spears] did not damage the wing roots, chest cavity or other fatal places.

So although flying became difficult, it didn't fall down altogether.

"Blow the horn!"

The dragon flew past the bridge's gatehouse, and the dragoons yelled at the stunned guards.

"Call for backup! This isn't someone going crazy! This is a riot!"

The sound of "ding, bang, bang, bang" sounded one after another downstairs.

That was the sound of people originally dressed as pilgrims taking off the stone turtle shells on their backs!
In the darkness of the crowd of pilgrims, it was hard to tell who was the attacker and who was the innocent at first glance.

"Come into Lothric! Poof we!"

The person Lan En rushed to first was also the first to take off the disguise of a pilgrim, drew out the long sword under the black robe, and shouted loudly.

But before he could finish speaking, Lan En's body had already rushed in front of him.

This man didn't even stop chanting, and stabbed the demon hunter with the long sword in his hand without hesitation.

Lan En's big hand accurately caught his wrist halfway, and then caught his shocked gaze.

With absolutely superior power, he pressed the sword blade against his own neck, and then pulled it cleanly.
The blood spurted high.

But Lan En's face didn't look good.

Because those slogans were still shouted out as the command symbols of this riot.

shouted from another man's mouth far away on the bridge.

They really made a comprehensive plan before taking action.

"We must meet Prince Lothric! Meet King Othroais! In order for them to save the flame!"

After the man shouted the slogan that marked the beginning of the operation, he hid among the nearby patrollers.

Use them as your physical shield to confuse the public.

(End of this chapter)