Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 3 3. Evil ghost turtle-shaped stone

Lan En first carefully used the fan smelling method to roll out a trace of mist and smell it.

He had to determine whether the magical mist itself was toxic or otherwise harmful.

If the biological computer in his brain that he picked up during his journey to the Void Sea had extra computing power, he could determine the effect of the mist on him just by touching it with his finger.

Unfortunately, the computing power of brain cells has now been misappropriated.

So a smart brain from the high-tech world can only do this.

There was a slight pungency in the nose, but it was quickly adapted to the witcher's body.

Lan En nodded slightly. This poison could burn out an ordinary person's lungs in five minutes.

But for the demon hunter's body, it will only cause discomfort, but it will not cause harm within half an hour.

Does not affect combat.

The thin cowhide boots stepped cautiously into the mist.

With a "crack" sound, Lan En groped his way forward step by step, and also drew out the steel sword behind him.

Wooden handle, iron gray steel crossguard and blade.

A Velen sword, just like people's impression of this province, is synonymous with cheapness and poor quality.

There is no restraint effect of the silver sword, but for physical monsters, there will be no "invalid" situation.

As far as Lan En knew, this demon hunting mission came from a nearby village elder.

According to him, a delicious fungus grows in this valley, and it only grows in patches here.

This is also the only thing in this village that can be sold at a high price by merchants in Gos Velen, the capital of Velen.

But a year ago, this fog suddenly appeared, and the people who went to pick fungi never returned.

So now, there is not even a single intact and durable iron farm tool left in their village.

Because there is no money.

After the arrival of the witcher master and apprentice, the village gathered the last bit of funds, fifty-three orens.

Used to hire these two evil and dirty "mutants" to clear the "evil fog in the valley".

When the village elder threw the advance payment to the two of them, he looked disgusted and frightened, as if he had to come into contact with two lepers.

This also reminds Lan En's modern brain that even if he gets rid of his "teacher", his current situation is definitely not good.

But things have priorities, and future difficulties can be discussed later.

The danger of the moment must be faced now.

Lan En's amber cat eyes stung slightly in the toxic mist.

But he didn't even blink his eyelids to moisten his eyeballs.

The enhanced senses brought about by the witcher's mutation began to be mobilized.

This kind of human body enhancement that relies on germs, potions, magic and other means can greatly increase and change human beings' original senses.

Empowering witchers to do the job for which they were designed by mages - to hunt monsters alone.

The thin cowhide boots scratched the weeds on the ground, making a "swishing" sound as thin as mosquitoes.

"There's no heavy breathing here, or even the monster's strong heartbeat. It's very quiet."

In Lan En's ears, there were only the sounds of himself and Bordon's footsteps behind him.

Among them, Bordon's footsteps and heartbeat were lighter than his own.

It was hard to imagine that it was the footsteps of a muscular man close to 1.9 meters tall, wearing a thick suit of composite armor.

Terrifying physical control and basic qualities.

Lan En could even imagine in his mind the exaggerated scene in the movie where he picked up an adult's neck with one hand and then broke his cervical spine with his hand.

My own witcher "master" can really do it!

And just as Lan En was groping forward, his sense of touch and hearing detected some abnormal movement.

Cat's eye's vertical pupil focus changes.

"The ground is shaking? It's digging!"

The earth and rocks are being excavated, and something is moving beneath the soil!

——This is not a mist demon!

Without thinking, Lan En suddenly arched his spine like a frightened cat, and then straightened it in a very short time.

The oak jumped one meter away like a spring.

With a "crash", a ferocious humanoid claw emerged from the ground!

Immediately afterwards, the monster's entire body emerged from under the soil.

It has a humanoid shape, but is a little short, almost like a dwarf, and can reach the belly position of a normal human.

The gray skin was unobstructed, and the bloodshot mouth was grinning ferociously. The layers of skin on the neck were piled together and the neck could not be seen at all. It was slippery and disgusting.

Lan En's hand holding the sword relaxed and then tightened, repeatedly confirming the feel of his hand.

This is an evil ghost. It is also a scavenger like the mist demon. Its single combat power is weaker than that of the mist demon, but there is one difference.

——They are completely social creatures!

There's a saying in this land, "If the monsters are really bad, swarm them to make them happy."

"Oooh!"

Suddenly countless screams began to come from the mist.

Lan En's heart sank. His "master" even misjudged the type of monster in order to save trouble!

He glanced back with slightly squinted eyes, and saw that the giant man, shadowy in the thick fog, had no intention of stepping forward immediately.

Lane knew what he was thinking.

Although it is unlikely that the mist demon and the evil ghost live together, since there are "tools" at hand, why not confirm it?

Insurance and caution are never too much.

The majestic figure watched the confrontation between the monster and the demon hunter in front of him with cold eyes.

It should be said that it was a blessing among misfortunes that Lan En had never fully entrusted his life and fortune to Bordon.

"Seventeen evil ghosts can only use Kunen and sword skills."

Lan En glanced around with his cat's eyes, thinking about it in his mind.

Quen and swordsmanship are the courses that occupy a large part of the class schedule arranged by his "teacher".

Seventeen evil ghosts are already the number of monsters that can slaughter a village in the sparsely populated Wellen.

In Willen's village, most of the people, including the old, weak, and women, only have twenty or thirty people.

Facing an enemy of this magnitude, the young man had only experienced the mutation of a demon hunter for a month, and had only been holding a sword and learning the seals for three weeks.

His face was still like ice.

"Well, I can hold on!"

In three weeks, a well-nourished human being, even if he is chopping firewood with an ax mechanically, must work hard and mentally for a week to master the correct and labor-saving exercise method!

This is just the pursuit of correct movement methods and does not guarantee accurate splits every time.

As for swordsmanship, which involves actual combat factors such as movement postures, differences in terrain, differences in body shape, etc., it is normal for it to take a year or two to train the basic skills to pass the level.

But now, as a young man who had only held a sword for three weeks, he understood his abilities rationally and clearly.

That's not just "holding up". He can also "act like it" under this premise!

Lan En completed the assessment of the strength of the enemy and ourselves, and the monsters also lost their last calm in the face of the new flesh and blood that came to them.

It's unclear which evil spirit made the move first, but the battle has begun anyway.

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Four soldiers wearing Temerian armor were getting closer to the valley filled with magical mist.

They spit on horseback, laugh and curse, and tell crude lower body jokes.

But in the eyes and faces of the four people, there was a hint of indifference in the smiles.

That belongs to soldiers, with a disregard for human life and the indifference of combat.

Among the four, there is a crossbowman, an archer, a halberdier and a sword and shield soldier.

The sword and shield soldier is the captain of this law enforcement team.

The shield on his back looked brand new, with Temeria's white lily emblem printed on the blue background.

The crossbowman just told a joke about prostitutes and werewolves, and everyone's weird laughter lasted for a while before stopping.

But after smiling, he turned to his captain.

"I said captain." There was a bit of hesitation on his face. "We won't. Not in the hands of that mutant freak."

Before the captain could respond, the Halberdier spat.

"I said, aren't you scared? We have four good guys here! I can guarantee that as soon as that freak shows his head, your two arrows will be able to pierce directly into his flesh without me or the captain having to do anything. It’s hard work. What you’re holding is a crossbow! A good crossbow! Who can dodge the crossbow arrows?”

The halberdier shook his head, looking relaxed.

"But." The crossbowman's mind was still hesitant. "I heard people say that those freaks can do magic!"

As soon as the word "magic" appeared, the atmosphere suddenly became serious, and even the most relaxed halberdier shuddered.

It's like it's stained with something dirty.

At this moment, it was time for the captain to speak out.

"Don't worry." The captain raised a pendant on his hand.

It was a stone carved into the shape of a turtle.

"Lord Veserad has already told me that I brought the turtle-shaped stone. Those shady and dirty magics can't get close to us."

The soldiers all know it, and the common people also say that the turtle-shaped stone can restrain magic.

How could this be wrong?

So the group relaxed again, and even the crossbowman smiled.

Soon, they followed the path between the woods and arrived in front of the valley.

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