Astartes of the Bear School Chapter 975

Chapter 975 957. Execution

 “Spell.”

Lane whispered a phrase that Cornicus had been repeating in his ear.

This old magician seems to want to teach an apprentice.

“Well, if I have time, I will learn. But now we two have to do something first, you are.”

 “Oh, don't worry, I can go to the Netherworld Church by myself.”

Conicus laughed and said.

“This group of villagers caught me before when they still had sense, but now they have no brains.”

Now Lan En has felt that the wave of chaotic magic is getting stronger and stronger, and his return is approaching.

On the way here, Sirius would occasionally show struggling, anxious, and sad expressions, but now he was as calm and desolate as before.

There was a layer of water on the ground of this rocky hollow, so there was a slight sound of treading water when the two walked in.

so.

 A "bang" sound!

The edge of the shield that hit Sirius' face was forcefully blocked by a big hand stretched out from behind the female knight!

The size of the Twilight Shield is a small and light shield compared to the size of an ordinary person. Lan En's palm is stuck on the edge of the shield.

 There are not many people in the world who can compare with Fodolink in the use of this combat skill.

 So time was quite tight now, so he did not refute Cornicus.

 The female knight of the Kingdom of Twilight shook her head and smiled to herself.

 Lan En was noncommittal about this. He turned on his witcher senses again and led the way towards the stairs.

 Lan En used one hand to catch the edge of the shield with the palm of his hand, and then pressed his wrist down.

“There seems to be no one in the world who can even call you 'crazy'.”

This hollow is nearly the size of a football field. At the edge, bones imprisoned in iron cages are piled up randomly.

 Sirius's stabbing sword is indeed sharp enough, but it cannot change its lightness.

 Speaking, the old conjurer dug out an ax and a wooden shield from the pile of debris outside the iron cage where he was imprisoned.

 In the deepest part of the cavity, a pile of dry and yellow bones was piled into a hill more than five meters high.

 Sirius is not immortal, she is truly dead when she dies.

Following a 'pop' sound, the stabbing sword shining with the light of the dark moon stabbed into Fodolink's chest with force.

  The straps on the inside of the Dusk Shield immediately made a 'crunching' sound as the leather was stretched to the limit, even on the verge of breaking.

 But at the end of the cave, the rock cavity was filled with bones.

Foldolink's skills are solid and powerful. When he first met Lan, he used a slash from his great sword to cut half of a wandering spirit's body in half.

 But Sirius, I remembered him from beginning to end.

 But this paladin's famous combat skill is [Block].

 Appears to be his own equipment.

 Continue walking inside and gradually enter the interior of the mountain. Huge rock blocks appear on the wall. This is a rock cavity.

 Foldolink twitched his shield hand, trying to regain his freedom of movement. The armor plates on his arms and the straps behind the shield made a clanking sound.

Taking advantage of this time, Fodolink also readjusted the holding position of the shield that he originally waved sideways.

She looked down from the attic. On the wooden roofs of the compact houses of the undead settlement stood the bones of corpses that had been executed on wheels and then eaten clean by crows.

Foldolink's forearm tied behind the shield was also pressed down by this force and involuntarily sank.

 But no matter how much this soul power is consumed, it doesn't matter to the current situation.

Taking advantage of this momentary change, she quickly pulled out the weapon from the angle between the sword grid and the blade of the flaming sword amid a burst of metal friction.

Immediately afterwards, Sirius had already prepared a second thrust, taking advantage of the gap between Fodolink's shield to swing straight towards the unprotected chest!

 This is already the best opportunity that Sirius created based on his understanding of his grandfather.

 Foldolink is a powerful warrior, so his soul power is also strong enough.

Relying on his familiarity with his grandfather, the maximum distance Sirius could apply his force was exactly the distance that allowed him to brush against the edge of Fodolink's Twilight Shield without causing a collision.

This fallen sword, the sharp angle formed by the sword grid and the blade caught the tip of the thrusting sword forward, and pressed straight down.

The flaming sword that Fodolink originally carried on his shoulder slipped down due to the tilt of his body caused by swinging the shield.

Of course, the edge of the shield is not as sharp as a sword, but if it hits the face straight, it is enough to break a person's skull into two halves with Foldolink's skill.

That is what it looks like after accepting reality and then determined to bear it.

Sirius, who had been standing next to him just now, whispered.

The stabbing sword started very quickly. The stabbing sword flashed with dark purple light and stabbed Fodolink without any hesitation.

 A puncture wound through the chest is enough to kill an ordinary person several times. But for him, maybe it only consumed less than half of his soul power.

 Foldolink.

 But I can't pump it at all!

 The half of the palm that covers it is nearly a quarter of the size of the shield.

 Presumably they were trying to escape at the moment they were about to die.

 Sirius used a standard sword-thrusting technique. The curved legs and spine allowed her to 'eject' out of the sword like a contracting spring when she drew the sword.

“If someone wanted to learn Onuma's spells in the stable days, they would be crazy. But now.”

Foldolink's footsteps followed a very fixed path, so Lan En and Sirius didn't go far when they found that their footsteps extended into a downward cave.

Based on Lan En's biological knowledge, it seems to be a specific section of the human spine.

Although combat skills are supernatural powers, if they are not triggered, they are not triggered.

 Sirius's left hand held the catalyst that activated the miracle, and he was reciting the story of the Dark Moon Knights' crusade against the anti-God thieves.

　　The words he had not seen for a long time were spoken in his mouth, but there was no joy in meeting an acquaintance in Lan En's eyes, only a heavy sigh.

 Action deformation means that a warrior becomes weaker.

And Cornicus also nodded: "Of course, a master without an apprentice, and an apprentice without a master, are not decent."

 “Finally found you, grandpa.”

 The miracle can only be awarded by the leader of the Dark Moon Knights to those who have made outstanding contributions. Attached to the weapon with the power of the dark moon, it has no effect such as fire or thunder, but it can purely make the damage of the attack stronger.

Wearing a feather cloak and looking like an old crow, the magician walked away without looking back as he spoke.

 In his hand, the small dusk-colored shield was immediately swung out in response to the stabbing blow, bringing up a series of supernatural white afterimages.

 The two of them continued to move forward in the undead settlement.

The tip of the stabbing sword drew a line of sparks on Fodolink's dusk-colored breastplate, but after all, the direction of the force was twisted and the stabbing sword did not penetrate the armor.

 But in front of the fist was the Twilight Shield that was laid flat with the edge of the shield facing Sirius's face!

 “Hope to see you at the Deep Church.”

 Lan En did not object to calling the person who taught him knowledge a teacher, but after killing Bordon, his first reaction when hearing this title would always be a little strange.

 At this moment, there is no doubt.

“Spells and swamps are synonymous with deformity and pathology. Although spells are also flames, they are not the sacred first fire, but a symbol of the distortion of life.”

 Then her large, sharp stabbing sword lit up with dots of purple light.

The corpses in those cages have dried up and decayed, but they can still be seen struggling to get out of the cage.

 Sirius, who was originally suppressing the sword, did not hesitate at this time.

How many people have died if a person's bones with only one bone are accumulated to such a high level?

 The figure that seemed familiar to both Lan En and Sirius was half-kneeling in front of the spine hill, praying.

"Eh? Don't look at me like that. Just think of it as a favor. I teach you spells. You call me teacher. Isn't that too much? That's the so-called worldliness."

This voice prompted the paladin, who was half-kneeling in prayer to the hill of spine, to stand up.

  And it is not just sheer strength that is at a disadvantage, but also numbers.

 “Get your business done first, and then you can express your feelings.”

 Speechless, even if he was facing his granddaughter, Fodolink's eyes under the pointed helmet did not waver at all.

 His movements were deformed.

 So the [Block] combat skill did not hit Sirius' stabbing sword at all!

　　【Miracle·Dark Moon Lightsaber】.

But once he is caught in this kind of direct competition that is simple and does not focus on technology and tactics, he will undoubtedly be at a disadvantage.

 But she still didn't expect that the gap between her and her grandfather was so big.

 “I'm here to fulfill our agreement.”

 But both Sirius and Lan knew that this was not the end.

 Sirius said softly, and at the same time walked towards Fodolink with gentle steps but without hesitation.

 The tip of the sword is always exposed from the back.

 “Long time no see, Fodolink.”

This is a spellcaster after all, and he seems to have some skills as a warrior, so he should be able to trust his combat capabilities.

 Lan En blessed the old conjurer.

But he may not have remembered his granddaughter, or he may have regarded Sirius as just another stranger.

 But the problem is: after the weapon's damage ability is stronger, it must hit someone to be effective.

The eyes under the pointed helmet were cold and ruthless, and the hand holding the shield was in a punching stance.

Blood splattered.

 Because as long as Lan En doesn't let go, his power can always be used for direct wrestling through the shield.

Hand holding the flaming sword in one hand and the small shield tied to the other, he walked towards the two of them.

Although Fodolink was unable to exert any force at all because he swung his shield in the air at this time, he only relied on the weight of the flame-shaped sword itself and his control of the collision point.

 In the streets, wandering souls paraded sobbing.

 The Paladin of the Realm of Twilight.

 The sharp and weird murderous aura swept over the two of them in a targeted manner.

If the two are engaged in a weapons confrontation, then the old knight may be able to deal with Lan En for a long time with his solid quality and skills.

 Thus suppressing Fodolink's movements and skills.

 Then let Siris carry out the execution.

 (End of this chapter)

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