Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1444 1416. Configuration of power

"Where's Lan En?"

Irene looked behind Henryk, but did not find the witcher who summoned them.

Henrik's khaki three-cornered hat swayed from side to side.

"We still don't seem to be fast enough. He also released the magical kitten and a horse that looks very powerful. Now he should still be cleaning up the remaining ones down there."

The old hunter kicked the squirrel tail ornament that had stuck to the ground in the pool of blood with his toes, and paused.

"Scia'tael." Erin reminded him, "That name sounds a little cute, doesn't it?"

Two Yharnam hunters, one wearing a mask and the other wearing a beak hood, both spoke in muffled voices.

At the same time, their tone of voice was very characteristic of Yanan, as gentle as whispering in a dream.

The mixture of these characteristics almost made this Shura field full of corpses and blood become more brutal and the atmosphere became more and more strange and deep.

"But there are really some tricks here."

Henrik raised his head, and the gloomy old hunter of Yharnan looked at the tower that was almost burned to melt.

"It's okay to kill people, but I don't want to get into a place like this."

The old hunters of Yanan are good at hunting, but that is only for individual hunting.

They can hunt down a powerful prey or monster, but they are not good at dealing with things that affect the environment through large-scale forces.

It would be okay if the entity was revealed, but now the tower looks like it will burn out and collapse like a candle!

They didn't even see the person who made the scene look like this.

"As he said himself." Erin shook the [Blade of Mercy] that was separated again, "We only need to cooperate with the magical kittens to eliminate the Scoia'tael under the bridge and block the bridge. Just say it.”

"He'll take care of the rest. Look, he's passed."

Henrik followed Eileen's line of sight and stretched his head beyond the stone bridge to look down.

In Aretusa, which is built on a rocky mountain, a gorgeous stained glass window suddenly exploded from the inside out!

Four or five Scoia'tael were pushed together by something and knocked out of the window that connected directly to the cliff!

Those colorful glass fragments emit colorful light.

And then, amidst the increasingly distant falling screams of the Scoia'tael, a huge bone-white figure suddenly jumped out!

A slender hook directly grabbed the mountain rock on the opposite side and swung him over!

"Well" Henrik pressed his hat in the sea breeze and retracted his head, "I still can't understand, why can he be so flexible?"

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After using the summoning bell given to him by the old hunters to summon his two Yharnam friends, Lan En immediately rushed upwards and back into the main body of Arethusa's building without stopping!

Qilin was also called up by the signal from the magic ring. The ancient dragon of the New World originally wanted to show Lan En his decisive and wise judgment, and planned to sink the ship that was rushing straight to the sea directly to [Zhao Lei].

Who would have thought that the ship would ascend directly to the sky with a magic shield?

Qilin, who felt numb, was also in a bad mood now.

From the outside of Aretusa's rock wall, I just stepped on the broken rocks and climbed up!

After hearing what Lan En said, he stretched out his head and picked up the collar of the kitten's armor, and said on the flannel ball, "Meow?" ' With a sound, the cat was immediately pulled away.

It was now ready to take out its dissatisfaction with that ship on the Scoia'tael in the ship.

Putting the Scoia'tael on Thanede Island at this time is indeed a good plan.

During this period of time, the forbidden magic circle in Gastang Palace has been opened. In the area from Luoxia Palace upwards, the combat effectiveness of the warlocks is not as good as that of ordinary soldiers.

Because they don't wear armor or weapons when attending a banquet.

When meetings were held at Gastang Palace, the entire Thanede Island was protected by military martial law.

The sorcerers met in the Forbidden Magic Circle, and the king's troops were outside to prevent an invasion.

This can also be regarded as a symbol of compromise between the independent status of the sorcerers and the royal power.

But tonight, the royal power in Arethusa is experiencing an unprecedented crisis of trust because of the actions of Philippa and Dijkstra.

The warlocks will never allow any soldier loyal to the king to stay on Xenide Island.

This creates a complete vacuum in security forces!

If the Scoia'tael get a chance to land on the island at this time, it will be a complete massacre!

From a planning perspective, Lan En also admitted that this was a good plan.

The planner of the plan must fully understand the two major management organizations in the warlock group, their respective operating styles and processing procedures.

He must know that the forbidden magic circle in Gastang Palace will be opened at this time, and he must also know that the warlocks will expel the soldiers from the island.

It can be said that he formulated this plan with absolute intelligence superiority after he had a clear understanding of the operating styles and internal conflicts of these two organizations, the Association of Talents and Skills and the Supreme Council of Warlocks.

But there is only one thing -

The person who made this plan seemed to still regard Lan En as he was on the battlefield two years ago.

Although powerful, he is ultimately incompetent and is still a demon hunter who is not used to walking through portals.

He thought that Lan En should care about his knights in the castle and the workshop area in Gos Velen City. This was enough to make a demon hunter very anxious. He thought that Lan En, who was alone, would be fine even inside Thanede Island. The Scoia'tael would disperse into complex buildings and kill everyone they saw.

The Scoia'tael are more efficient at killing warlocks than the witchers are at finding the Scoia'tael, right?

The more Northern Warlocks you kill, the more Nilfgaard will make! Still a big profit!

But he had no idea what this demon hunter had experienced and how far he had grown in the past two years.

Lan En really hopes to use this meeting to exert pressure on the kings of the north through the influence of the warlock group to achieve his political intentions.

But at the same time, he never let down his guard.

The connections and strength he accumulated during his travels across the world were just the right time to respond to him!

Allocate power according to the degree of crisis.

In the workshop area at the base of Gos Velen's city wall, just using Gascoigne to pass through was enough to break the enemy's power configuration.

As for the Scoia'tael who raided Aretuosa and wanted to spread out to kill indiscriminately, the two old hunters from Yharnam, Velvet Ball and Qilin were all enough.

When did the lightning strike of the ancient dragon in the New World care about things like forbidden magic arrays or magic-blocking gold?

As for Gaoqiu Castle, which faced the greatest threat, Lan En directly dumped the connections from the Flame World.

If you attack separately, isn't it just a matter of comparing the scattered forces one by one?

Do you think the power of separation is greater than mine?

But you don’t know that I have more and more cards in my hand!

Therefore, until now, when the attack has reached its climax, Lan En still does not panic.

He didn't want to use such a violent process to achieve his goal, but instead placed his hope on the Wizards' Summit.

But since the other party has already started to get angry, he just waits for the other party to hit his head and bleed!

The young demon hunter came to the door of the Crystal Cultivation Laboratory. Sure enough, at the door of this laboratory, one of the most famous projects in the warlock world, three or four Scoia'tael elves were trying to break open the door violently.

Seeing an unusually majestic and tall figure walking down the dim corridor, they swallowed their saliva not knowing whether they were excited or nervous.

But in the end, he still pulled out his sword as if he had sacrificed his life heroically, roaring and charging towards Lan En.

"For the love of Lirian!"

"Don't forget the white rose."

Lan En guessed that the slogan the elves wanted to shout was 'Don't forget to love the white rose of Lirian'. But unfortunately, he didn't have the chance to shout out the whole sentence.

"bump!"

[Smaug] The sound of his ferocious gauntlets grabbing the charging head was as dull as if he had hit his head with a hammer!

The absolute disparity in size and strength left no room for any skill.

Lan En's big hands held the elf's head and face from the front, and he didn't care at all about the sword that was coming at him.

The steel blade hit the bone-white armor, and the sharp crack of the blade couldn't even make Lan En's body tremble.

Lan En, wearing this suit of armor, dared to lock his arm directly on the Ludwig Sword thrust out by Yanan [the First Knight of the Church].

Not to mention the ordinary blades of the Scoia'tael at the moment.

As if carrying a rag doll, he pressed down with his palms, and there was a "click" sound of the cervical vertebrae being broken backwards under the palms holding the opponent's head and face.

Then he hit the still alive Scoia'tael's body and threw it horizontally!

The few elves that originally rushed over flew out like bell sticks knocked away by a bowling ball.

There was a dull sound of fractures in their bodies, and the expressions on their faces with traditional elven tattoos were distorted into a ferocious look by the sudden and unimaginable force.

"What are the extremists doing so righteously?"

Like a gourd rolling on the ground, the Scoia'tael members were swept straight to the end of the corridor in an instant and were already piled together.

Lan En said coldly, and at the same time, his heavy and exploding body began to accelerate slowly, and entered a charging state within a second!

The heavy footsteps sounded like a humanoid chariot!

"Elirion regrets it herself, but you mentally retarded people still don't understand?!"

"Pong!!"

This dull explosion was like catapult ammunition hitting the castle of Arethusa!

It makes people think that Arethusa is under siege now!

The sound of the rocks of ‘Carala’ breaking apart is endless.

Lan En was in a sprinting state and stomped into the crowd of Scoia'tael gathered together!

Brutal power, how to use brutal power!

In an instant, Lan En's boots were like a juicer, blood and crushed meat spurted out!

And even with a crowd of people as a buffer, the castle walls that had lost their magic couldn't withstand the stomp of Lan En's sprint!

The stone wall at the end of the corridor was smashed to pieces! Even the stained glass windows on the wall were crushed by the deformation of the wall! Cum out!

The sea breeze blew in violently in an instant, but Lan En's silver hair was already flowing. After completely knocking a bunch of Scoia'tael out of the Aretuosa Castle, he rushed out without stopping.

The projector hook on his left arm was locked at the farthest end after he crossed the canyon in mid-air, and grabbed the rock on the opposite side with a click, bringing him to the heights where the Gastang Palace was.