Astartes of the Bear School Chapter 611

Chapter 611 613. One Heart

 “If you want to save him, then come here!”

A Nilfgaardian soldier raised Stuart's left hand flat. Adal shouted while swung the steel scepter in his hand!

With a "crack" sound, Stewart's arm armor, as well as the flesh and blood wrapped in the arm armor, were smashed into twisted shapes.

Lan En's mouth twitched while he was running wildly, staring at Adal.

 “[Alder]!”

 “Bang!”

The witcher raised his left arm, and the projectile propelled by the seal headed towards the head at supersonic speed.

 But "block it!"

 Under Adal's carriage, Darkley suddenly shouted!

 Suddenly, a sturdy Skellige man jumped up with a shield and blocked the projectile.

The shield looked like it was just painted wood, and it didn't even have a metal rim.

 But the supersonic projectile bounced away after hitting it!

Even at the point of impact, the air produced a phenomenon like a transparent vibration wave due to the force of the impact, but the shield was unscathed!

Adal laughed wildly, as if he had expected this scene.

He rounded the scepter again and hit Haxuo in the back with a clang! Haxo spat out a mouthful of blood at that time.

"This is all you have? With this little ability, you dare to turn back? Do you dare to face me, Demon Hunter?! You can't save him, you can't save his son, you can't save anyone! What do you think you can do? ?You can't even break an enchanted shield I just pulled out of the warehouse!”

Lan watched as Adal swung the scepter. His eyes were red and his handsome face was twitching.

"I will kill you, I will kill all of you! I will make every piece of land red with your blood! Even every grain of sand! I will cut off all your heads and pile them together! Just watch with my eyes. In the direction of the City of Golden Towers! Look at the hometown you will never go back to!"

Lan En did not roar, but spoke like a statement. If they hadn't seen his face, the audience might even think that they were reading a piece of uncontroversial history.

And Adal rounded the scepter again, and hit Stewart's side with a clang! This hit directly deformed the young knight's body.

 He showed a sarcastic smile: "Curse? How many times do you think I have heard this kind of crap?"

"How many curses do you think Nilfgaard heard when it crushed the entire south? How many magicians and cursers do you think our warriors have killed? Do you think a great empire will be afraid of resentment and revenge when it rises? "

 “If these things work, why do we need steel and strength?!”

 “How ridiculous, Witcher! I thought you had some unique abilities!”

Darkley watched expectantly from under the carriage as Adal used the punishment and words he used to inflict punishment on Hacksaw and Stewart, provoking Lan's emotions.

Deep enough. The witcher will soon be deep enough in the formation!

 In the final analysis, this is just a young man who can play a little.

 Dakley thought relaxedly.

 But immediately afterwards

Whether it was Duke Adal who was provoking Lan En's reason on the platform, or Darkley who was waiting for an opportunity to issue instructions under the platform, they were all stunned.

 Because they saw Lan En, who seemed to be blinded by anger, suddenly turn in a straight line!

The witcher took a deep breath, and when he exhaled again, the twitching muscles on his face and the angry gaze all disappeared like frost and snow in the sun.

 All that is left is a cold and calm face.

 “Bang!!”

At his feet was the spiral air flow rolled up by the [Acceleration Spell]. After Lan En made a turn, the Nilfgaardian army, which was unable to react at all, could no longer move out of the way.

So, a humanoid creature weighing 300 kilograms, covered in Valyrian steel armor, and running at the speed of an Olympic sprint champion rushed directly into the Nilfgaardian formation!

 “Woo! Bang!”

 “What bang!”

 Like a truck plowing into the crowd without slowing down. Lan En's body directly opened a 'bloody path' among this group of Nilfgaardian infantry!

 Those who were hit had obvious dents and body deformations in their breastplates or other contact parts.

A silver light flashed around his waist, and when the impact was blocked by the continuous wall of people, there was a "stab!"

 A sharp air blade was straight, clearing the ten meters ahead like a plow!

 Blood splattered the sky, quickly becoming smelly due to the hot air brought by the wildfires.

Dakley was suddenly startled.

 “This direction.”

 The eyes that were so restless now seem to be bulging out of their sockets!

Then, he roared crazily. “Warlock!”

Adal on the carriage is not keen enough on the battle situation and does not understand why, while the psionicist is as terrifying as Darkley!

 “Protect the Warlock! His target is the Warlock!”

 From the very beginning, he was going for the warlock!

 But how?

 How did he know where the sorcerer was placed to rest?

Didn't he just come in? !

Doubts keep coming to my mind, but now is definitely not the time to get to the bottom of it. We must protect the warlock first!

Dakley squeezed the hand of the psionicist behind him, with such tremendous force that Joanna even thought her hand bones were broken!

 “All up! Now!”

“But there are not enough people around him now.”

 “All come forward! As many as you have! Others move over there immediately!”

Dakley looked at the psionicist with a ferocious expression, and the meaning in his eyes seemed to be: If you don't do it, then you don't have to live anymore.

 Joanna decisively began to activate her telepathy ability.

Dakley himself rushed out from under the frame.

 The order was issued, and immediately the military formation that Lan En broke into took action.

At a tricky angle, there were several iron chains that looked like living poisonous snakes, biting towards Lan En from the crowd.

 This is a chain that has been temporarily enchanted!

As if by accident, Lan En's body was slowed down a beat during the charge. His left hand was entangled with an iron chain. The magic on the iron chain took effect and tightened automatically.

At this time, more chains were wrapped around the left hand that was restricted in movement.

 A rough count, about six. The three good hands arranged by Darkley each held it.

 The three of them thought that this should be enough to stop Lan En.

But I didn't expect that the moment they were all entangled, I was stabbed!

 Their palms wearing leather gloves or iron gloves quickly let out a shrill scream!

 After the double strengthening of bones and muscles, Lan En's strength has soared towards three tons!

If they had time to call the surrounding soldiers together, they might be able to stop Lan En or even restrict his movement.

 But Lan En's impact was well maintained from beginning to end.

 So when the iron chain was entangled, these people didn't even react and were dragged away directly!

　　Then after a while of stumbling, the three people felt that they had stopped.

Upon seeing this, the Nilfgaardian soldiers around him immediately followed suit and grabbed the chain.

Beside Lan En, there were also many soldiers, aiming their swords and halberds at the demon hunter, ready to stab him at the next moment.

However, the three people holding on to the front end of the chain realized at this moment that it was not that the witcher had lost his strength.

 But he has reached his destination!

 Lan En's pupils almost shrank to a thin slit, and in his [spiritual vision], the largest chaotic magic polymer present was just behind the two-layer human wall.

Hence, the left hand wrapped in chains held the scabbard of the Sword of the Lake Lady and raised it in front of her.

 And the long sword with a graceful arc has been retracted into the scabbard at some point.

 Inexplicably, at this moment, everyone standing in front of Lan En felt difficulty breathing.

 It was like the air was being pulled away by something.

 Finally, the demon hunter also finished sheathing his sword this time.

“[Wuxinliu·Secret Biography]—”

 (End of this chapter)

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