Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 379 Chapter 378. Kill!
A man who had never appeared in Yanan walked into the cathedral of the Healing Church.

But the church agent praying here didn't seem surprised at all.

In this night, any strange things are possible, and there is no need to be surprised.

Lan En looked at the woman in white robe who turned around.

She had white hair, a thin figure, and a bloody bandage on her wrist.It is very different from the image of the pope who is a powerful and monopolistic person in ordinary people's impression.

Lan En once saw the portrait of the Archbishop of Eternal Fire, Cyrus Hemelfat, in the market of Gos Velen.

Apart from the solemnity and majesty highlighted by the painting techniques, the guy's portrait looked like a fat pig who had overindulged in sex and ate too much.

But the painting was finally sold for fifty orons.

And Amelia looked like a helpless ordinary woman who came to pray in front of the statue.

But Lan En knows very well——

A helpless ordinary woman would not be so calm when a strong man drew his sword and walked towards her.

The eyes under the pure white hood looked towards Lan En.

The demon hunter suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped moving forward.

In this cathedral full of incense, a stench belonging to a lycanthropic patient appeared out of thin air!

Amelia's bones began to twist abnormally, and the bones deformed violently in her body, even pushing out bulges one after another on her robe!
Pain followed her like a shadow, and Amelia's eyes rolled up uncontrollably.

At that moment, the witcher smacked his mouth.

"Tsk, that's something weird again."

At this moment, lycanthropy was controlled.

It's just that it's not controlled in the direction of 'healing', but the power of animal transformation!

This is a phenomenon that Lan En has never seen before and Henryk has never mentioned before - artificially controlling the process of animal transformation!
The Healing Church has indeed researched something wonderful through countless cases.

Above the church agent's eyeballs and under the eyelids, a symbol that looks like an abstract beast's claws stands out.

If you don't roll your eyes, this symbol should remain buried under your eyeballs.

The deformed throat bone let out a deafening scream.

The skin was finally torn apart by the deformation of the bones, thick animal hair also emerged from the body, and the hind legs transformed into recurved joints
The blood splattered when the skin was torn apart by the bones even sprayed onto the walls of the church hall.

Finally, when Lan En put down the arm that was blocking his eyes to prevent blood from staining his eyes.

What appeared in front of him was a huge white-haired monster with forked antlers and a wolf-like face.

The pure white robe that Amelia was originally wearing has now become the monster's blindfold.

Under the dim candlelight inside the church, the pure white monster even had a somewhat alien sense of holiness.

It held something tightly in one of its paws, hugging it to its chest.

This was the first time Lan had witnessed a cleric transform into a beast.

He had never seen such a scene before. A small curled up body expanded in the blink of an eye into a monster with a mouth that could swallow a whole person.

Werewolf deformation and lycanthropy patients are much milder than this.

Panting like a canine, the beast's black nose became moist.

At the same time, from the gaps between its sharp teeth, its breath brought out the beastly stench spreading from its internal organs.

With a soft "click" sound, the Witcher closed the Lake Lady's Sword that had just been pushed away from the scabbard. "I finally understand why the weapons gap between church hunters and ordinary hunters comes from."

Lan En muttered to himself.

The fighting style of ordinary hunters is rapid acceleration, coupled with transforming weapons.

Church hunters, on the other hand, tend to use heavier and larger heavy weapons for hunting.

A hunter's tactical choice has always depended on the type of prey.

The studded leather gloves moved towards the alchemy leather bag on the waist, and most of the arm went deep into it and grabbed something.

The white monster in front of him directly used its claws that could hold a person whole and slapped Lan En on the head!
Dodging sideways, although the steps in the [Ninja Move Book] are not as quick and crisp as those of hunters, they are still neat enough to dodge attacks.

Claws as big as a man slapped the marble church floor, and the precious and solid stone immediately cracked into spiderweb-like patterns.

From the cracks in the cracked stone, large clouds of smoke and dust were shaken out by the force of the impact and floated in the air.

A few pieces of gravel turned into shotguns and shot out in all directions.

A piece of land hit Lan En right in front of his eyes, but the young man didn't even blink.

The piece of rubble hit a golden barrier in mid-air, and the chaotic magic made a crackling sound under pressure, but it was still far from shattering.

As Lan En's body continues to grow, the quality of his chaotic magic power is also improving.

Now his [Quen's Seal] can withstand ordinary crossbows and close range shots, and should be able to withstand two or three rounds.

The white-haired monster slapped his hand in the air, then tried to withdraw his hand and continue attacking.

But at the same time, Lan En's arm also grabbed something and pulled it out of the alchemy leather bag.

Amelia didn't even have time to see what it was.

It just saw a huge black shadow, leaving a fan-shaped trajectory in the sky
'Bang! ! ! '

"Ouch!!!"

The pain was felt before the vision, and Amelia's shrill wails echoed endlessly in the church!

The huge black sword blade slashed down from top to bottom.

It simply 'smashed' the monster's deformed wrist!

The dull blade first shattered the wrist bone, and then with the huge force and inertia, tore off the skin and flesh above the bone!
The monster's wrist was chopped off on the ground, and the mixture of flesh and bone fell far away on the marble floor.

And that big sword.
"Whoa! Whoa!!"

Amelia staggered back holding her severed claws and kept screaming.

To call it a 'sword' would be too forced.

It's big, thick, heavy, and the blade is too rough.
It's just a piece of iron!
Even for the outstanding hunters of the church, their church greatswords adopt a leek leaf-style tapered blade, with etching on the sword surface to reduce weight.

How is it possible that a human who has not undergone [Blood Therapy] can wield such a sword? !

"Papa papa."

Broken bones and minced flesh and blood slipped from the huge sword and fell to the marble floor.

The Valyrian steel giant sword, after cutting off the giant monster's wrist, still managed to create a ferocious, rough crack on the ground!

At the same time, there was a roar like a bell!
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(End of this chapter)