Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 370 369. Recovery

The [Turbid Current Great Sword] was created to deal with targets that are large in size and have tenacious vitality.

Crush and kill!

Gascoigne is not that big, but for the current combat requirements, Lan En is the only one with this big sword that can handle it.

"Huh~"

The airflow is stirred again!

A powerful downward slash!

No. Judging from the appearance of this big sword, this should be called a ‘downward smash’!

"Wow!"

The beast roared madly, and his hands frantically grabbed the falling huge sword blade, trying to resist it.

But Lan En's expression was very calm. When using this sword, he didn't even bother to make basic fine-tuning of the sword's path.

The basic strength of the demon hunter is indeed incomparable to that of the beastly Gascoigne.

But the power of a weapon also depends on how it is used.

A hammer struck in a circular arc will do more damage than a hammer struck straight down with the same force!

[Heavy attack·One word slash]!

The force of the center of gravity is transmitted between the joints, and with each flow, the force becomes more intense.

And in the end, this power was poured onto the huge sword blade without any reservation!

"Bang!"

The sword blade collided with Gascoigne's claws, and the sharp sound of cracking bones and the howling of beasts were buried in the bell-like roar.

Gascoigne, who had been chopped away but had just regained his feet, had two hairy arms floating in the air like noodles and was rushed away again!

It even drifted on the dirt road, and then rolled into a ball and hit the messy tombstone.

And where Lan En struck the sword, the floating ash on the ground was forcefully shaken into the air, turning into a cloud of gray mist. But then, it was cut open by the sword blade like sea water, and spread out to both sides like waves.

"bass!"

The sound of thick leather soles rubbing against the ground.

Lan En's charge was crisp and clean, but with the [Turbid Current] on his back, there was even more of a heavy sense of oppression!

"Pfft!"

"Ouch!"

The thick, palm-width sword stabbed horizontally into Gascoigne's leg, which had begun to buckle, and the not-sharp blade broke his bones.

The priest, who was already looking like a werewolf, stretched his neck and howled. He wanted to scratch the witcher in front of him with both hands.

But in the last brief confrontation, his arm bones had been shattered into dregs.

Gascoigne's upper body was leaning against a thick stone tombstone. After Lan used [Turbidity Current] to immobilize him, he raised his knees.

"Bang!"

The steel knee pads of the Bear School's armor slammed into the opponent's head and face!

The howling was interrupted, and even the jaws that had been elongated to resemble a wolf were knocked crooked!

Lann took out the music box that Viola gave him when he left the Yousefka Clinic.

After opening, there is a chorus performed by two children's voices, the voices of Ovelia and Victoria.

Gascoigne howled in pain again the moment the music box rang. He even raised his movable shoulders and tried desperately to bury his ears in his shoulders.

It was as if the singing was very painful to him.

But Lan En is a good 'doctor', and the patient's pain means there is a curative effect!

"you!"

"Bang!"

"Give me!"

"Bang!"

"Listen honestly!"

"Bang!"

The force of the knee strike was transferred to Gascoigne's head, and then hit the tombstone. Each impact could even create a small airflow circle composed of floating ash!

After a few blows, Gascoigne didn't even have the strength to shrug his shoulders.

Henryk was a little confused when he took out the big sword from Lan En.

But in front of him was the suppressed Gascoigne, and he subconsciously dug into the inner pocket of his coat.

Immediately, the old hunter's expression froze.

"I've run out of blood collection bottles! Do you have any?"

Lan En hit another knee with a bang. The vitality of the lycanthropic patient was too tenacious. He had to ensure that Gascoigne was always suppressed.

Henryk's shout didn't make him shake.

The witcher dug into the alchemy leather bag on his waist, and a test tube-shaped blood collection bottle appeared in his hand.

This was [blood for blood therapy] refined by Yousefka using her own blood. Lan En was not going to inject himself anyway, so he stabbed Gascoigne's neck, which was already covered with black hair, with his backhand.

As the blood poured into Gascoigne's body from the blood collection bottle, his crazy animal behavior suddenly froze.

The body is trembling, but this tremor is more like an instinctive twitch and a cold tremor, not animalistic.

The black fur is fading away, and the deformed bones are resetting.

The additional damage caused during the reset process is also repaired by the effect of blood therapy.

With a "pop" sound, he pulled out the [turbid current] nailed to Gascoigne's thigh. In a nervous twitch of limbs, the tall werewolf curled up and transformed back into a human.

The music box was lying next to Gascoigne's head, still playing the song the two little girls sang to their father.

"That'll be fine?"

Lan En carried the [Turbid Current] and tilted his head to Henrik on the side and asked.

The old hunter took off his three-cornered hat and placed it on his chest.

"Yes, it's over. The tube of blood you just took seems to be of high quality, higher than my regular blood collection bottle, so it's very effective. But..."

As he spoke, Henryk's eyes showed confusion.

"Why did my blood collection bottle be used up so quickly? The night just started. No, it should be that I was too careless."

Lan En didn't answer.

The [consciousness control] that at least covers the entire Yanan is very powerful.

Many people here have noticed that tonight conflicts with their common sense: the sky has not been dark for a long time, but the body and spirit are very tired. Incense burned one after another. The blood collection bottles that were supposed to last for one night are now empty.

And so on.

Under normal circumstances, they should have reacted long ago.

But tonight, it seems that no one can break out of the vicious circle of thinking.

"By the way, where did you get such a big sword? I have only seen weapons of this size on church hunters. No, yours is even worse than theirs. They at least reduced the weight of their weapons. You have tried hard, but you seem to have made it worse on purpose."

"A little trick for outsiders, I actually brought a lot of things to Yanan."

The demon hunter said in a confused manner, and the old hunter didn't ask anything about it. The Yanan people have seen a lot of incredible things, so they are no longer surprised.

While Lan and Henrik were chatting, soothing the tension after the battle, Gascoigne on the ground finally stopped the recovery process of his distortion.

He grabbed the music box next to his head heavily, and then turned over with difficulty. He held the music box tightly and placed it on his chest.

"Sorry, Henrik, Lan."

His voice returned to that of a gentle priest.

"I'm causing trouble for you."

Henrik put on his three-cornered hat and stepped forward to pull him up.

Lan En curled his lips.

"You are completely incapacitated in the short term. Go stay with your family."