Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 926 908. Dark Cemetery

When Lan En got closer, he realized that the way the guy opposite wrapped his head and shoulders in linen was very different from those of the pilgrims.

Wrap it around your head and wrap it around your face, so you can't see what the face looks like at all.

Then, when he was still four or five steps away from Lan En, the demon hunter's eyesight and experience made Lan En suddenly realize that the opponent's muscle movements were a bit abrupt.

However, the two knives in the opponent's hands were both forearm-long daggers, and they should not be within attacking range now.

This abnormal situation made Lan En take a cautious step back.

Since the opponent only takes four or five steps before taking action, I will leave six or seven steps.

And just when this step back was completed...'Whoosh'!

From under the linen wrapped around the head and shoulders on the opposite side, a long neck suddenly stretched out!

There was a big snake head attached to the front of the neck, and with a 'click' sound it bit into the air a few centimeters in front of Lan En, making the sound of teeth clashing.

This is not a person, or an ordinary person.

But a snake man!

His limbs are very different from those of humans, especially in this critical moment, when people have no time to clean up the dark stains and black spots on their bodies.

The result is that the skin looks no different from the dirty scales of this snake man at first glance.

The two short knives in the hands of the snake man are almost equivalent to revealing his own fighting style in the eyes of a warrior of Lan En's level.

The two knives were not thick, but rather winding and forked.

At first glance, it looks like a smart weapon capable of inflicting cruel wounds.

Therefore, Lan En's eyes had already calmly focused half of their attention on his feet.

as expected.

After suddenly biting the air, the snake man who was approaching quickly did not attack Lan En directly.

Instead, it showed an elegant feeling that is rare among warriors in this world.

He kicked his legs slightly and floated four steps sideways like a piece of paper.

If you are facing some knights who are steady but not too flexible, this kind of movement will definitely be very annoying.

But facing Lan En

The witcher just lowered his body, and then stabbed his ankle while he was floating sideways.

With excellent vision, timing, and crisp execution. The snake man had just started to move when he was kicked away by Lan En.

Then he became a gourd himself.

As he rolled, the sound of the blade entering his flesh was heard several times.

That was the sound of the two strange-shaped daggers he was holding, being pulled into his body while rolling.

This kind of snake people seems to be similar to the snakes in Lan En's impression. They don't roar or hiss. Even if they are in pain and are about to die, they look quiet and lifeless.

There is a kind of eerie cruelty.

The strange-shaped double knives made a bleeding hole on his body, turning his linen cloth into a wet and sticky mess.

But he still stood up again and silently rushed towards Lan En again.

Lan En could only frown. When he suddenly stretched his neck again, he accurately seized the opportunity to move sideways, and at the same time stabbed his brain from the side with the Sword of the Lake Lady and nailed it to the wall. .

The snake man's body and brain were nailed to the wall, but his legs and feet were still stepping on the stone floor several times without any force, and finally slowly collapsed.

No useful information came out, but Lan En still came to some conclusions after examining the corpses of these snake men.

Their hands have calluses from long work.

Those marks were the result of the use of tools, not the use of weapons.

These snake people should be the builders of this secret passage.

They must have heard the sound of themselves and Osroais fighting above, so these snake men began to clean themselves up.

It is similar to the principle that craftsmen who built tombs for emperors in ancient times were buried with them in the tombs.

It's just that those craftsmen were forcibly sealed in the tomb.

But there were no signs of fierce fighting in this secret passage, so Lan En thought they were cleaning themselves up.

After walking past the corpses of these loyal secret tunnel builders, Lan En came to the deeper room.

There is a knight here facing the door, assuming a posture similar to 'sitting cross-legged'.

This posture made Lan En feel a little uncomfortable.

Because this posture is often seen in Eastern practice scenes, but now it is in a Gothic building, with the corpse of a knight in full European plate armor.

What made Lan En frown even more was the layout of this room.

Priest Emma said 'keep going forward', but this seemed to be a closed room.

"Priest Emma has no reason to lie, sir."

Mentos analyzed the current situation in his mind and reminded the subject.

"I agree." Lan En also looked around, "So, will it be the Magic Gate?"

Those cat eyes became darker.

[Spiritual Vision] is turned on.

really.

Directly opposite the door of the room, there is a path extending behind the wall.

The originally thick wall did not exist at all in [Spiritual Vision].

Lan En walked over and pushed his shoulder slightly against the wall, and the entire wall disappeared like a phantom.

"Sometimes the tricks of spellcasters are common across the world."

The witcher pouted and complained.

A phantom wall that blends into the environment. He had seen an introduction to this trick in Aretuza's library.

Warlocks often use it to hide their laboratories, or safe houses.

Walking forward, the ground here is not even paved with stone bricks, it is pure earth and stone.

This also means that Lan En has finally reached the other side of the mountain range where Lothrik City is located.

After reaching the end, there is a height difference of about five or six meters.

Lan En looked at it carefully first, making sure that he could return easily before jumping down.

At this point, the barrier of the building is lost, and the sky can be seen again.

But after Lan En glanced at the sky, he felt that the situation was even less optimistic.

The sky is getting darker.

The flame is getting weaker and weaker.

This seems to be a cemetery, with various sarcophagi placed here.

Lan En still walked forward according to Emma's description.

On the way, he also met two gravekeepers who were exactly the same as those in the cemetery in front of Yousui Church.

After showing them the small flag they got from the officiant, the two tombkeepers, who were rare and still sane, put away their pair of knives specially used to bleed the undead.

"But the team escorting the captives has passed for a long time."

Although they have not turned into living corpses or wandering souls that have completely lost their minds, the speech and thinking of the two tomb guards have become unsatisfactory.

I could only stumble through Lan En's consultation and recall with difficulty.

"It's been a long time?" Lan En frowned slightly, "How long is a long time? Can it be specified to the sky?"

"Heaven?" A gravekeeper with sunken cheeks repeated the word, as if he had to try hard to remember what the concept of "heaven" was.

In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly, and the tattered hood on his head also swayed.

"No, I don't remember. I don't remember anything anymore."

"I saw that the prince's fireproof girl was a woman who studied crystal magic. She, she led a group of people and escorted the prisoner away."

Fire girl sounds like someone who protects against flames.

But in fact, this is a very prestigious title and position in the world's religions.

This high and low position is related to their responsibilities: when a candidate for the salary king who can spread fire appears, the fire prevention women will provide all help to the hero who maintains the world and help him become the salary king.

The original meaning of fire-prevention woman is ‘the woman who prevents the flames from going out’.

Becoming a fireproof girl is the ultimate ideal and goal of the saints in the sect.

Prince Lothric was a candidate for the salary king, and of course he had his own fire-proof girl.

As for the prince's fire-prevention girl, there was no movement after escorting the captured hero forward.

The combination of these factors gave Lan En a bad premonition.

"Thank you." Lan En thanked them and blessed them.

"Hold on a little longer, I hope you can still bathe in the flames."

The two tombkeepers nodded with numb expressions. They also raised a few dogs here, but those dogs also suffered mild or severe mutations as the flames became weaker and weaker.

Their souls are also being lost, and the abnormalities in their souls are reflected in their bodies.

"Go ahead and do whatever you want, Your Excellency. Just be careful of the fork over there. Not long ago? A long time ago? Ah, I can't tell the time. Anyway, a crystal lizard ran over there."

The gravekeeper said to Lan En while combing the hair of his mutated big dog.

"As long as you don't mess with it, it won't mess with you."

"Thanks for reminding."

Lan nodded to them and continued walking along the road.

It can still be seen along the way that this cemetery connected to the fire transfer sacrificial site originally had management personnel.

However, as the First Fire weakened, the curses of the undead became more and more numerous, and most of the cemetery guards became undead, and finally turned into wandering spirits, wandering aimlessly on the roads they originally patrolled.

These are Lan En's speculations from the undead people on the road, the corpses that have not yet reawakened.

Yes, corpses.

Before Lan En came here, someone had already killed this road.

"The blade is light and thin, and the edge looks familiar to me. It's very precise in its execution, and it's used to bypassing defenses and cutting flesh directly."

Lan En's fingers traced the incision on Wandering Soul's neck while muttering the information he had collected.

"A master of swordsmanship can even be called an 'expert'. And... a sword?"

Lan En looked towards the distance of the road.

It was so dark now that Lan En had to light a small glass lantern around his waist.

Behind the demon hunter squatting down to examine the corpse of the wandering spirit, a small pool of blood-red vortex appeared on the ground, and slowly rotated, rising up a similarly blood-red humanoid shadow.

The shadow was a tall woman dressed conservatively. In her hand was a staff with a large spherical crystal on the head.

After she rose silently from the blood-colored vortex, she walked slowly behind the demon hunter with a calm face and lowered her footsteps.

In her left hand, she clenched a sharp dagger.