Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 340 339. Transformation Slash

"If you want to follow, then don't do anything rashly. It can be seen that you are also a good hunter outside Yanan. But Yanan's situation is different, and most of the things you face are very different from those outside. You should Do you know how stupid it is to rush forward without thinking when facing an unfamiliar monster?"

Henryk kept walking on the stone brick road. He was a person who had lived in Yanan for a long time. It can be said that he watched the city be built.

Compared with a foreigner like Lan En who can get lost in two steps, the rugged and winding road is as clear to him as the journey from the living room to the bedroom at home.

The young man following him spoke calmly and calmly.

"I'm not a fool, Henrik. I'm a professional hunter who can support himself by hunting."

Listening to the words behind him, Henryk was slightly silent.

Intruding into Yharnam on the night of the hunt is calm and composed.
outlander.
This is always the case with these hunters who come to Yharnam from other lands.

They had already practiced hunting skills outside, and came to Yanan to seek blood therapy.

The local young hunters in Yanan, even those who have participated in several hunting nights, are probably not as calm as the guy behind him.

It's not because of fear, but only those local hunters can feel it most clearly. The lycanthropy patient they hunted may have been an ordinary Yanan townsman half an hour ago.

Maybe in the morning they had passed each other with a smile and a greeting.

So the best hunters are strangers, because they never hesitate to strike.

That's why Yanan hates foreigners, because they know what they do when they come here.

Afterwards, Henryk, who had entered the working state, became taciturn.

Unlike many demon hunters Lan En met in the wizarding world, he had a different habit of muttering to himself.He just worked silently and efficiently.

I don't know if this is the professional habit of the 'peers' from another world, or Henrik's personal habit.

"Oh!"

The gunpowder burst into flames in the barrel, pushing the ammunition in the barrel to fly out, briefly brightening the dimly lit streets of Yanan.

A lycanthropic patient holding a pitchfork and having messy hair growing all over his body under the linen shirt he was barely wearing.

He was shot in the left shoulder by the musket in Henrik's hand before running over to stab out the pitchfork.

It can be seen that the power of the musket is not ideal for the mutated bodies of these veterinary patients. The bullets did not roll over in the skinny but hard bodies, nor could they tear apart the flesh.

But Henrik also seemed to have no intention of hunting with muskets.

He just wanted to use the impact of the ammunition to stagger the veterinary patient.

And at the moment when the opponent was out of balance, Henrik used an extremely smooth sliding step and jumped in front of the monster.

That was the first time Lan En saw the actual combat effect of the transformation weapon.

Henrik raised the retracted meat saw obliquely upwards, and the serrated blade first cut into the lycanthropy patient's ribs, and then with the sound of the mechanical "click".

The switchblade-like structure started to work, and the mechanical force bounced the blade outward. The direction of the mechanical force was exactly the same as Henrik's swinging the knife, thus completing the superposition of forces.

The veterinary patient who was over two meters tall was a full head taller than Henrik.

But in this deformation slash, the large gap created by the serrated blade extended from under the ribs to the chest.

The large pieces of flesh and blood torn off by the saw teeth can even allow a person to see directly from the front to the back of the lycanthropic patient's wound.

Originally, Henryk should have been able to cut the prey in half, but the lycanthropist wasn't heavy enough, causing the saw knife to cut it in half.

The hairy corpse was bounced against the street wall with a muffled sound.

The characteristics of the meat saw make the amount of bleeding beyond imagination, it is like opening a bucket of paint and splashing here.

Transforming weapons are indeed outstanding in terms of instantaneous explosive power.

Henryk's fighting method using the impact of firearms was exactly the same as Wei Mingren's posture collapse in Lan En's eyes.They all accomplish an execution that ends the battle by causing temporary abnormalities to the enemy.

And judging from Henrik's size and age alone, even with the mechanical power of the transforming weapon, his basic strength is a bit too abnormal.

Or because of 'blood'?

Is Yanan's blood not only a panacea, but also a superhuman medicine?

The young witcher held the scabbard with his hand outside the battlefield, but never interfered in Henryk's hunting.

This sense of proportion made Henrik feel good about him.

Therefore, after shaking off the stinky blood that had been sprinkled on his coat, Henrik gave some advice to this young foreigner who had just come to Yanan.

"Even if you stick to tradition, you still have to learn to accept the progress of the times."

The old hunter raised the musket in his left hand to Lan En.

It appeared to be a flintlock gun, with a wooden grip and body, metal barrel and trigger.

Just like the Victorian style of this city, the metal barrel is also carved with flashy patterns.

"When foreigners come to seek blood therapy, they must first go to the Healing Church, which is the origin of blood therapy. The church has always had a great demand for hunters. As long as you agree to become a hunter working for the church, the blood therapy schedule can be advanced much earlier. , they will also provide you with logistical support.”

"At least I will give you a hunter pistol and a transforming weapon for free. There will also be an advance salary and a cheap but comfortable rental house."

Lan En left his hand from the scabbard and walked up to Henrik, his expression not fluctuating because of the bright future under discussion.

"All I can think about right now is to spend the current hunting night safely. Maybe I'm ignorant, but Yanan is really a bit too exciting."

"The mutated townspeople, the hunters who hunted on the street, and the normal people who are used to all this, you even make me think that I have come to the end of the world."

"The end of the world? Hey." Under the yellow mask, Henrik let out a chuckle that he didn't know whether it was sarcasm or exclamation, "That's a good metaphor."

Immediately, he changed the subject.

"But tonight? Can't talk about it."

"This is just an ordinary hunting night, far from the end of the world."

As he spoke, even though only the slits of his eyes were visible on his face, Lane could feel that he seemed to be trapped in some kind of terrible memory.

There is only a moment in time, but the deep feeling is very clear.

Clearly, Lan En even thought that he had really experienced a doomsday-level hunting night
"There should be eight or nine hours left, and the night should be over."

Lan En changed the topic and looked up at the sky.

From the gaps in Yanan's layers of buildings, he saw a ray of the huge moonlight above his head.

"Do you have a plan for the rest of the time? Or are you just wandering around and hunting?"

Henryk roughly cleaned up the layer of dirty blood on the coat, and stood up.

The texture of the abnormal blood is similar to that of viscous oil.

"I have a regular partner. It will be easier to find a reliable partner on hunting night."

"Looking forward to meeting your partner."

Henryk shook his head noncommittally.

"He is different from me. He is a kind guy. If he can help others, he should be very happy too."

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