Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 370 369. Recovery

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

 Crush and kill!

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

 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’!

 “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The beast roared madly, and his hands frantically grabbed at 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 base strength of the witcher 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 bone joints, and with each flow, this force becomes more intense.

 At 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 slashed away but had just regained his feet, had two hairy arms floating in the air like noodles and was rushed away again!

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

And at the position where Lan En slashed 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.

 “Oops!”

  The sound of thick leather soles rubbing against the ground.

 Lan En’s charge was crisp and clean, but when carrying [Turbid Current], there was even more of a heavy sense of oppression!

 “Pfft!”

 “Ouch!”

The thick sword blade, the width of a palm, 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, trying 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 heavy 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 shows that it has 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 times, Gascoigne lost the strength to even shrug his shoulders.

Henric 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 his coat pocket.

 Immediately, the old hunter's face froze.

“I’ve run out of blood collection bottles! Do you have any?”

Lan bumped his knee again. The lycanthropic patient's vitality was too tenacious, and he had to ensure that Gascoigne was always suppressed.

Henrik's shout did not 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 is the [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 was injected 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, rather than animalistic.

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

 Additional damage caused during the reset process will also be repaired by the effectiveness 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 that the two little girls sang to their father.

"That'll be fine?"

Lan En carried the [Turbid Current] and tilted his head to Henryk 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 is very effective. But..."

 Speaking, Henrik's eyes showed confusion.

“Why did my blood collection bottle get used up so quickly? The night just started. No, I should have been too careless.”

 Lan En did not answer the call.

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

Many people here have noticed the conflict with their common sense tonight: the sky has not been dark for long, 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.

etc.

 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 witcher said in a confused manner, and the old hunter didn't ask any further questions. The Yanan people have seen a lot of incredible things, so they are no longer surprised.

Just as Lan and Henrik were chatting and relieving their nervousness 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, Lane.”

 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.”

 (End of this chapter)