Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 837 819. Interception

Kassandra's bow and arrow are very intimidating. If compared to modern times, it is basically equivalent to pointing an anti-material weapon at the door.

Who dares to move even under such intimidation?

Others may not know it clearly, but as the guards of the cult who have been killed by Cassandra many times, they know it very well.

So as soon as Cassandra made a sound, no one dared to show up at the door on the second floor.

Lan En followed the [Secret Footwork] and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

Kassandra had just reached an agreement with him in the blink of an eye to block these religious guards in two ways.

Falconer couldn't hear the whispers on the second floor at the moment, but Lan could.

"She stopped us!" "Why is she in Athens now?! Is the intelligence officer a shithead?" "The intelligence officer's ship was probably sunk by her at sea! It's weird that she can be sent here!" Anyway, the mission has failed, so hurry up and leave!"

 A group of religious guards were panicked due to sudden changes.

It seemed that they had just arrived at Phidias's workshop. They only heard Phidias talking to someone, but they didn't expect that the people talking were Cassandra and Lan, so they just started to complete their assassination. Task.

 As a result, he was kicked on the iron plate.

Lan En, who was originally standing at the top of the stairs, turned over with a light movement that was not suitable for his body shape and jumped onto the stairs.

 “Woo~crunch!”

 Can't breathe, even unable to take off the helmet because of the distortion of the visor.

 So the length can easily penetrate the bodies of three people.

However, for the first two cult guards, Lan En stabbed the blade into his body very easily, but when it was the turn of the last strong man, the demon hunter's originally calm eyes suddenly flashed with interest.

 Lan En leaned against the stairs, the breath-holding technique he learned from the "Lone Shadow Ninja Technique Book" made his breathing almost inaudible.

After being implanted with [Bone Reinforcement Organ] and [Muscle Reinforcement Organ], Lan En’s grip was only enough to hold the opponent’s old man’s iron faceplate.

 Then he fell down, rolling and struggling on the ground like a dying fish holding the helmet that he couldn't take off.

 “Artifact?”

So this divine guard could only struggle wildly due to the instinct of lack of oxygen. The armor on his body made a "clack" sound, and with his chaotic footsteps, it started to contact the walls and wood of Phidias's workshop. Column collision.

 The breathing holes and observation holes were pinched, deformed and displaced, and even breathing was blocked.

 The eyes of the human under the visor were as wide as a fish caught ashore.

The Cult guards who lined up and went downstairs were skewered into candied haws almost instantly in front of Arondette's sharp blade.

 A long knife as clear as lake water poured out from his waist.

 There is no skill in the long knife in his hand. It is just held on the waist and stabbed forward.

 A group of cult guards tiptoed down the stairs.

 As soon as he stood up, it was as if he had blocked the entire staircase.

This piece of visor used to defend against oncoming arrows was completely dented, making a mournful sound like the metal being twisted!

 The carefully carved shape of an old man was pressed into the shape of a palm.

The Sword of the Lady of the Lake automatically adapts to Lan En's body shape. Even with his current body shape, it is half the size of a hand-fitted sword.

 The moment after Lan En pinched his visor to deform it, Lan En had already started it again.

Just as the first person in the lead walked down, before he could turn his head to make a gesture to the people behind him, a big hand that could hold his entire faceplate stretched out from behind his neck.

 There were two people strung between them who had already exhausted their breath. Lan En looked at the last tall and sturdy religious guard through them.

 And smile.

"interesting."

The tall and sturdy religious guard suddenly widened his eyes, feeling the sharp pressure disappearing on the protective film inspired by the artifact outside his body. Followed by "Stab it!"

 A sharp, tooth-piercing voice sounded.

The Sword of the Lake Girl, which originally pierced the two divine guards, was suddenly pulled out by Lan En.

　　It’s just that the process of twitching is unusually difficult.

 Because it’s a skill.

 Suddenly, an airflow was generated on the blade, and the high-speed flowing air drew a large amount of blood from the bodies of the two people.

This move is not only equivalent to drawing a knife, but also equivalent to forcibly extracting a large amount of blood from the two corpses!

With a "puff" sound, a rain of blood burst out on the narrow staircase so densely that it could obscure the sight!

The tall and strong religious guard at the back quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes.

 The so-called ‘artifact’ is a technological creation left by the Isu people, and the protective film produced by the artifact is also in line with the characteristics of a smart weapon.

 The rain of blood is not considered an attack, so it will be showered when needed.

 But at the moment when I raised my hands to protect my eyes, "Bang!"

 The fierce force directly kicked the tall and strong divine guard and sent him flying backwards!

 Finally, it barely came to a stop when it hit the dirt wall on the second floor.

Phidias, who was huddled in the corridor across the dirt wall, was so frightened that he shrank unconsciously.

Lan En's kick almost knocked the tall and strong divine guard's feet off the ground, but before he hit the mud wall and landed on the ground, a big hand made a 'bang' sound.

 Pressed his head again after it bounced back after hitting the mud wall!

His side face was pressed tightly and he couldn't move at all.

 The eyeballs covered with bloodshot eyes due to fear under the visor moved in a panic, but due to the limitation of the field of vision, nothing could be seen.

He could only wave the weapons in his hands randomly, hoping to force Lan En back.

It was a hammer spear, with two fist-sized hexagonal pure steel hammer heads mounted on the head of a long pole as tall as a person, with a three-sided spear point on top of the hammer head.

Normally, if a person like him who was "chosen by the divine weapon" swung the hammer accurately, the head of a large bison weighing nearly a ton would be shattered into a puddle!

 But at this very moment.

The strength in his hand had just begun to build up, and before he could even swung the hammer spear, there was a 'bang' sound, and the hammer head of the hammer spear was stepped directly into the wooden floor of the second floor and sunk in, despite the tall and strong divine guards. No matter how hard I pull, it won't budge.

 “Pfft!” A sound.

 Be crisp and clear.

 In Lan En's eyes that became dark, the protective film generated by the artifact became visible, and the energy lines were organized.

The Lake Girl's Sword was straight forward and stabbed diagonally downward from the collarbone of the tall and strong divine guard.

 The blade entered the chest cavity from the left collarbone, protruded from behind the right ribs, and penetrated directly through the mud wall behind him.

Phidias, who was behind the wall, immediately shrank his body tighter.

He swallowed hard and looked at the blade protruding from the other side of the mud wall in front of him, slowly retracting it with a slight friction sound.

 But I was just nervous, not too scared.

 After all, he still recognizes his friend’s signature weapon.

He has long remembered Alondette's graceful curvature and artistic taste. After all, he is also a famous sculptor and is very sensitive to these things.

 (End of this chapter)