"You have gained something"
Henryk smacked his tongue again and again, while brushing past the body of the janitor and entering the door.
Lan En pressed his temples for a while, and then quickly adapted to the changes in his new senses.
"Master William's research seems to be making great progress."
How far has this great scholar, Byron Weiss, reached in his research on spiritual vision
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So much so that one of his crazy servants could stimulate Lan En's spiritual vision.
"If you have gained something, it will not be in vain. Keep moving forward."
Henryk greeted and walked down the spiral staircase in the door.
This spiral staircase can still vaguely see its original magnificent appearance, but time has passed by and now there are large cracks and falling stones.
Although the old hunter has not walked this road for a long time, he was also a frequent visitor on this road before Byron Weiss closed it.
So now, Lan feels that although Henrik occasionally hesitates and pauses in certain places, he will soon be able to keenly find the right path again in the comparison between memory and the current situation.
"Crack"
A lycanthropic patient, whose bones had been deformed but still barely wearing clothes, rushed towards Lan En brandishing a carpenter's saw blade.
The Sword of the Lake Girl gently blocked the path of the saw blade, and a circle of dazzling sparks shot out.
Then, the sharp sword blade rushed forward and penetrated the mouth of the patient who had turned into a wolf's head. After being pulled horizontally, the hairy, deformed body collapsed limply on the muddy ground.
On the other side, the old hunter's saw blade was struggling to pull out from the ribs of a lycanthropic patient.
For a long time after the corpse fell, Henryk had not finished cleaning the hair and bits of meat on the knife.
"A useful weapon requires a lot of effort to maintain, right?"
Lan smiled and stabbed Henryk, then waved his hand easily, and the sword on the Lake Lady The dirt disappeared instantly and the sword was sheathed back.
"It would be too terrifying for the residents of such a remote place to turn into beasts on this hunting night."
Henryk ignored the thorn in the young man's last sentence. He knew this was irony of his own evaluation of the knife.
But he is no longer old enough to argue with young people.
So, he only explained Lan En’s emotion in the second half of his sentence.
"The connection between the Forbidden Forest and Yanan has not been severed, and the lycanthropy of local residents is not unexpected."
"Well" Lan En raised his eyebrows, "How to say Don't you want to say that this password is actually not obscure?"
Henryk waved his hand, "It has nothing to do with the password, but to do with livelihood. You can't expect the local residents to live by hunting and gathering in the forest, right? Byron Weiss. and Yanan were officially severed, but at the level of ordinary people, they alwaysYou have to make money to eat. ”
Lan En touched his chin. On this night when almost everyone was going crazy and it was like the end of the world, he was talking about making money and eating with an old hunter in a pool of blood. It was a very life-like thing.
This even made Lan En feel unreal.
"You mean they are smuggling"
"They should." There was a smuggling passage, otherwise how would so many people have lived? Only the locals probably knew about those passages, but on this night, the first to die were ordinary people who knew about it. Hunters like us can only honestly look for passwords. ”
The two people did not struggle with these matters for too long.
No matter what kind of discord the locals of the Forbidden Forest have with Yanan, it is all within the social structure It's just an operation.
On this night, all social structures were torn apart by endless animality.
Henryk continued to move forward with Lan En. >
The natives of the Forbidden Forest have established a small, rugged and rambling settlement in the woods.
This settlement has dirty floors, shabby houses, and a dizzying mess. Although the terrain is not big, it is easy to get lost.
And these are not the main problems.
The main problem is the local people who have turned into beasts. The equipment is actually quite good
"Bang"
The sound of gunfire sounded, and flames burst out from the muzzle of the rifle.
Then Lan En stood in front of him. There was an explosion of metal being struck in front of Alondette.
The palm of the hand under the studded leather gloves could only feel the trembling of the knife handle in his hand, and the force of the bullet was stronger than that of the bullet. The ordinary firearms in Nancheng were more than twice as powerful
He almost hit Lan En's face with Arondette's face
The witcher decisively sidestepped to a slope. Behind, on the roof of the wooden house in the distance, three gunmen shot there again before stopping.
"What did you just do?"
Henryk. Caught between the tricorn hat and the mask, his eyes widened and he looked at Lan En in shock.
But the young man was also shocked to see that he was slightly numb because he had blocked a bullet. Palm, he is still wondering here.
"What?"
Henryk, who had been hiding behind the slope, kept gesticulating and looked very excited. < /p>
"You just blocked the bullet with your knife"
The old hunter's tone was as outrageous as if he saw a pig flying in the sky.
"What else?"
Lan Enxin said that you would not block such an obvious gun line without talking nonsense
"Instead of talking about this, why don't you explain to me why the bullets in their hands are so "Fierce"
In Lan En's view, it is normal to use a knife to block bullets with obvious intentions and slow speed.
ButIt's a group of lycanthropic patients holding similar guns, but the power of the bullets fired is so different. This is abnormal
"That's bone marrow ash"
Another one The bullet hit the slope, and the mud splashed up hit the side of Henryk's mask, causing him to react instinctively.
"Significantly enhance the power of mercury bullets. It is said to be extracted from corpses. I don't know why they have so many in their hands."
Three gunmen on the roof The shooting attracted the attention of the lycanthropic patients in the room. They waved all kinds of things and rushed out towards the slope with the roar of wild beasts.
Even an old hunter like Henryk will try his best to avoid getting into a one-on-many dilemma during battle.
Just when he wanted to show his head, he used the hunter's pistol to knock down one or two first. But as soon as his three-cornered hat came out of the dirt slope, three rounds of mercury bullets mixed with bone marrow ash blew up three craters in the small dirt slope where he was.
Tactically, this is a simple combination of distance and distance.
"Playing with tactics, right?"
Lan En licked his lips and squatted down while holding on to the dirt slope behind him.
Henrik, who was covering his head with his arms to block the dirt, saw this scene.
"What do you want to do? You want to go to the roof. The ladder is at the back of this wooden house."
Before he finished speaking, the old hunter saw the young man flying like a flying arrow to the ground. Run out.
His legs were wrapped with spiral white airflow, which was a sign of the use of acceleration. Much faster than an ordinary patient, he bypassed several lycanthropic patients rushing over from the side.
He touched the edge of the three-meter-high wooden house roof with a single jump.
Lan En's athletic performance and his self-respect created a visible conflict. The skirt of the Bear School armor drew a full arc.
Lan En grabbed the edge of the roof of the wooden house with one hand, turned over and rushed to the roof
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