Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 64 64. Thunderstorm

A legacy potion from Bordon.

Enhanced level [Thunder], and enhanced level [Blizzard].

The former can significantly enhance the strength of the body, thereby increasing the attack power.

The latter is to stimulate the nervous system when the adrenaline is full, to achieve a state of overtime like "bullet time".

When drinking two bottles of potion at the same time, even the physical tolerance of the witcher could no longer bear it.

Start taking damage over time with severe poison.

When Lan En lowered his head, a drop of nosebleed flowed from the tip of his nose, and even made a corrosive "squeak" sound on the sand!

The protective cover that the sorceress opened began to flicker on and off.

The enemy obviously noticed this too. At the moment when the magic protection collapsed, six crossbow arrows shot towards Lan Enzun.

Three of them were directly knocked sideways due to improper timing, either hitting or rubbing against the last remnant of the magic protection.

There were three remaining, and they just scraped the edge of the protective cover and flew into the interior.

The crossbowmen smiled in celebration as the arrows flew out.

A few people even prepared to high-five each other to commemorate this rare "hunt".

Kneeling posture, eyes closed.The arrows shot by the three of them aimed at the largest part of the body in order to ensure a hit.

It is impossible to hide from this gesture, no one can hide from it!

But soon, their smiles froze.

And it quickly became an unbelievable surprise.

A black shadow flashed in front of Lan En, and he held three crossbow arrows in his hand!
With a flick of the wrist, the stagnant arrow was given kinetic energy again.

The man who was rushing forward, about to break the magic protection with a long sword and a sledgehammer, was directly stabbed.

Of course, the strength of Lan En's throwing hands was not as strong as that of a crossbow, but those villains who rushed up did not have any armor on their bodies.

The crossbow bolts entering the human body do not require much force.

Three screams, followed by the sound of the body falling to the ground.

But it's still not over.

"Where did he go?! Who saw him go?!"

The crossbowmen shouted in shock.

They lost track of the figure who was still kneeling just a second ago!

On that piece of sand, there were only two impact-like footprints.

Lan En's figure was thick and solid, but his current speed made people feel that he was simply a "paper man"!
[Thunder] strengthens the body strength, in addition to increasing the attack power, the affected leg muscles can of course provide greater speed.

[Blizzard] made Lan En feel that the field of view seemed to be played in slow speed.

In the past, the group of enemies seemed to be cooperating and comboing smoothly, but now, in his view, they are full of loopholes.

From the crossbowman's perspective, he was trying to catch up, and made two "crash" sounds, but the crossbow arrows could only hit the footprints left by Lan En.

"Follow, why can't you keep up?!"

The speed at which they turned their crossbows couldn't even keep up with Lan En's movement speed.

The villains in charge of close combat are all veterans.

Although their field of vision was narrower than that of the crossbowmen because they were standing closer, the group of people immediately realized that something was wrong when the laughter of the shooters behind them stopped abruptly.

It is certainly ridiculous to expect camaraderie among villains.

In this group of people, the sword-wielding man without a shield and the man with the sledgehammer immediately wanted to move behind the shield-wielding man.

What's more, they even want to snatch the shield from others directly.

In cold weapon battles, the security brought by the shield is second only to reliable companions and armor.

This group of villains, who only had animal skin jackets on, were frantically trying to find a shield.

All of them saw the abnormality brought by Lan En's size and speed.

No one wants to face such a monster!

But the problem is Lane is now desperate to face them.

"Hey!"

The sound of blood spraying from the throat is chilling.

It was a warrior holding a shield. He was clutching his throat in vain at this moment, but the blood kept gushing out from his fingers and mouth.

Shield useless? !
No one grabbed the shield anymore, and the villains in the close combat stared wide-eyed for a moment, and didn't even dare to turn around and take a second look!

They ran back like crazy, just to stay away from that mutant!
"That's wrong, that's wrong. He's not human! He's a monster!"

People yelled like that.

Faced with the current situation where common sense has been shattered, the villain who was originally sure of winning can only take a breath or two to break down mentally.

How can a skilled warrior with a shield have his throat cut while the shield is intact?
The protection of the shield is the "face", and the attack of the sharp blade is the "line".

As long as the enemy is facing the enemy head-on, the shield bearer doesn't need to care about the direction of the opponent's sword, whether it is a real slash or a false move.

I'll be fine with a shield!
Come and cut it!

The shield is attached to the arm, and enemies can't move around you as fast as you can move your arm.

In other words, in a one-on-one situation, the shield can definitely protect you comprehensively.

Except for one case -

The fighting "masters" in their hometown world always have a performance session. They let their disciples punch slowly, saying that it is to let the audience see the decomposition movements clearly.

Then they use their normal or even increased speed to give their disciples a combo.

After the fight, he said, "This is where our moves are powerful, everyone can see clearly."

With this speed gap, ordinary people can think of dozens of ways to break the trick on the spot, okay? ?

The horror of wiping the shield bearer's neck with a sword is that someone really lives in a world of 1.5 times speed!
I'm spinning around you faster than you can shake your hands!
How did you have the courage to stand in front of me?
The inhuman speed and reaction really scare the enemy's courage.

Since Lan En entered the camp, he has assassinated ten people, and now he has killed six or seven people head-on.

This is already a casualty rate of around 30%.

The opponent was alone, which really gave the thugs a huge psychological advantage at the beginning, but with a casualty rate of around 30%, Temeria's professional army did not have such a resistant army!

For a gang of thugs united by criminal profit, they could care less about the casualty rate when Lane was pinned down.

Death by sneak attack is just an accident, don't worry about it.

Then he laughed and prepared to kill the young man.

But when they found that their violent advantage could not be maintained, the casualty rate suddenly weighed on their reason like a mountain and became unacceptable.

"Go away! Go away! Let me go! I'll go first!"

Without melee combat in front, even though the overall quality of the crossbowmen was higher, they were still coerced by panic.

The order of the armed mob is collapsing.

A camp of more than 50 armed warriors is a force to be reckoned with in most territories in the world.

Now, they were beaten to pieces by a witcher.

On the platform in the distance, the head eater squinted and frowned looking at the gradually chaotic camp.

At the beginning, he thought that within 3 minutes, Lan En's head would be brought over by his subordinates.

After all, it was just a little mouse that sneaked in.

But immediately after Lane released Igni, two people suffered extensive burns and showed extraordinary physical fitness.

The head eater held his dual axes and began to move towards the prison area.

The fighting power of the opponent is almost comparable to that of some famous knights.

He knew very well what was under his hands.

He doesn't care whether the casualties are large or not, but these casualties may become a reason for the rest of the people to ask for a higher share.

He was unwilling to accept this.

Therefore, he would rather go out and do it himself, and also want to end the battle as soon as possible.

But after just 20 seconds, the head eater walked into his big tent with a double ax in hand.

Two black-skinned hounds followed, and as soon as they entered the tent, the head eater kicked off the boiled heads on the table, and the hounds happily gnawed on them.

In fact, he has always felt that it is too stupid to declare his ferocity by cannibalism.

But there is no way, to make money, you have to compromise a bit.So the human head has to be sent over, but the dog can eat it.

"Ledgers, bills, receipts, letters, and gems, well, they're all here!"

The short and strong man had the appearance of a standard Skellige warrior with two axes behind his waist.

But what he murmured and flipped with his hands were more detailed than the most serious accountant in the Novigrad firm.

After a while, all the things were assembled into a small burden, and the head eater carried it on his back and walked out.

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