The wooden house is not considered strong, and in fact it cannot be strong in a humid environment like the forest.
As soon as Lan En put his hands on the eaves of the roof, the sound of broken boards could already be heard.
However, the effect of light body technique on increasing the buoyancy of the body in the air still plays a key role.
The wooden planks at the edge of the roof were really broken only after Lan En climbed over.
The three beastly gunmen with bone marrow ashes in their waists began to twist their stiff joints, pointing the muzzles at the person who broke into the roof.
The three gunmen were in different positions and fired at different intervals.
On the demon hunter's retina, Mentos marked the three gunmen with colors representing different levels of threat according to the timing of shooting.
The one with the darkest color is not only loaded with bullets, but the muzzle of the gun is almost turning.
"Bang"
It was not the sound of a gunshot, but the sound of the animal-turned gunman falling to the sky
When he jumped on the roof, the Lan En held the broken pieces of wood in his hand.
The wood blocks absorbed the moisture in the forest and became heavy and swollen.
So much so that when the wooden block hit the face of the beast-turned-gunner, the skinny muscles and hair on his face twisted like waves.
The yellow and bloodshot teeth in his mouth were blown away, and the rifle in his hand was also thrown away.
The gunman, who was the second most threatening person, was nailed to the forehead with a flying knife.
And in an instant, he completed a series of actions of climbing on the roof and cleaning up the two gunmen with super powerful movements.
The third gunman finally loaded his rifle with mercury bullets.
But when it was about to turn its gun muzzle
"Boom"
Wrapped in heavy armor, the tall and strong figure had already rushed directly into in front of it.
Without even drawing the sword, the armor-plated boots and the rifle in front of it kicked in front of the beast-turned-gunner.
The metal barrel of the rifle was kicked into a V-shape, and the wooden body of the gun shattered into strands of sawdust and fragments.
The hairy gunman was kicked straight out of the roof like an overly light rag doll.
You can hear the sound of its ribs being kicked in mid-air.
The landing point on the ground happened to be a stone protruding from the soil. After a few "knocks, clicks" and the sound of bones wrapped in flesh, the beast-turned-gunner lay limply on the ground. The stone twitched.
Henryk has already become entangled with other lycanthropic patients below.
The old hunter very skillfully began to lengthen the battle line, so that he only had to contact one enemy at a time, ensuring that his flanks and rear were safe during the battle.
The hunters of Yharnan have abandoned their armor for a long time. They can’t be like the witchers with a layer of armor inside.Armor, with a layer of Quen on the outside.
Lan En picked up the rifle on the ground with great interest. After a few clicking sounds, he quickly adapted to this old-fashioned firearm.
"Bang"
As the gunshots on the roof rang out again, a lycanthropic patient rushed towards Henryk with his mouth wide open, as if he had been hit in the head out of thin air. exploded.
Henryk quickly adjusted his mentality after the initial shock, and with the gunfire on the roof, he quickly strangled these lycanthropic patients.
"So, I'm pretty good at shooting, right?"
When the woods became silent again, Lan squatted half-crouched on the edge of the roof, holding the rifle in his hand to point at Henry below. Ke said with a smile.
The old hunter, who panted for a while and then returned to normal very quickly, straightened his three-cornered hat in an old-fashioned gentlemanly manner.
"The marksmanship is very good, Lan En. But have you ever thought about it?"
The old hunter raised his head with his arms crossed, and looked at the young man above him with squinted eyes.
"Actually, you can give me a hand and let me stand up and enjoy the advantages brought by the commanding heights without having to fight with these."
As he said that, Henrik stomped hard. Kick the head of the still-dead lycanthropic patient on the ground to silence him.
"These guys are rolling in the mud on the ground"
The young man smiled innocently, "It's my fault. I thought you were having fun playing with them." ”
Henryk held down his three-cornered hat helplessly, trying not to notice the smiling face.
The bone marrow ashes of the beast-turned-gunners were collected by the old hunter and put into his pocket.
But he didn't take those mercury bullets.
According to him, the power of mercury bullets comes from the blood inside.
This blood has a mystical connection with its owner. After a person dies, the blood mixed in the mercury bullet will lose its effect within a period of time.
After the owner of the blood in the bullet dies, if someone knowledgeable can take over in time, then maybe three out of ten mercury bullets can keep their power from decreasing.
But by the time Henrik went up to sort out the loot, it was undoubtedly a little late.
So he didn't refill a single bullet.
After passing this small village, we are halfway through the forbidden forest.
Henric took Lan En onto an elevator that looked like weeds had begun to grow.
It is the same style as the one in Yanan City. There is a start switch in the middle, which can be operated by stepping on it.
Although judging from Lan En's mechanical knowledge, it is actually unscientific to install such a complicated structure in a layer of wooden boards that is not too thick.
But since the research field of leading figures in academic institutions like Byron Weiss is psychic vision, it is understandable that the elevator does not care about mechanical principles.
Stop when the lift goes upAfter stabilizing themselves, Lan En and Henrik unexpectedly saw a living person who remained sane.
He was wearing a uniform that looked like that of a London Sheriff in the 19th century. The dark blue Sheriff's uniform had a light blue short shawl draped over his shoulders.
There is a strange iron bucket covering the head.
It was just an iron bucket without a handle, with only a small hole cut out for the left eye.
This narrow and restricted vision made Lan En wonder how the other party survived in this dangerous environment.
"Walter, you are here too"
Lan couldn't help but look behind him. He didn't expect that Henryk actually knew this person.
And the man named Walter also greeted Henrik with a roar in his iron bucket helmet.
The two shook hands and chatted for a while.
This man in a sheriff's uniform is the leader of a hunter alliance, and Henrik is one of the members.
The meaning of this alliance is different from that of church hunters and ordinary hunters, and does not represent the service recipients.
It is also different from the gangs within hunters that are divided into various weapon styles. They don’t care what kind of weapon you use.
After listening for a while, Lan En understood that this alliance seemed to be formed based on different hunting targets.
The members of Walter's alliance are focused on hunting down a bug that is invisible to ordinary people and lurks in the human heart.
The multiple identities of a hunter refreshed Lan En’s understanding.
Take Henrik as an example. He is an ordinary hunter who does not directly serve the church, but is also undoubtedly a saw-and-knife hunter in style. As for the hunting target, the bugs mentioned in the alliance covenant are the most important target.
Henryk seemed not too willing to chat with his alliance leader for too long.
He didn’t even ask further why Walter came to the Forbidden Forest and which way he came.
Just hurriedly pulled Lan to say goodbye to Walter, and then left.
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