Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 94 94. Wolf School 'Deserters'

The cloak that was simply tied on his body was blown away by [Alder].

The steel wrist armor on the arm, in the wrestling between the impact of magic power and physical strength, the pig iron buckle linking the armor made a "creaking" sound.

But there was no wave in the cat's eyes behind the wrist armor.

The gene-seed coordinates the biochemical reactions of the entire physical body in the center of the ribcage.

Muscle efficiency has been greatly improved, and hormones have begun to be secreted in large quantities, stimulating the body.

"Boom-" the sound of the heartbeat is heavy and penetrating.

As soon as he touched the opponent's [Alder Seal], Lan En's own weight of nearly [-] kilograms was directly blown off the ground.

But in the process of adjusting his center of gravity and pressing down on his body, the moment his boots touched the ground again, the strength of his muscles and bones exploded!
"bass!"

The sound of leather boots rubbing against the ground even became extremely harsh because of this!
A thrust of more than two hundred kilograms. Do you think I can't stand it?
The right fist was clenched tightly, retracted at the waist, like a heavy hammer that would be blasted out in the next second.

The distance between Lan En and Berengar was less than three steps when he was about to make a move.

Being suddenly pushed into the air, one more step was added.

But with a fierce charging posture, the distance of jumping out in one step is three steps!
For the remaining step, punching is enough to touch!
Berengar is still using the technology of the wolf school to maintain the continuous strength of [Alder].

He is now riding a tiger.

On the one hand, he didn't drink any potions or wear any equipment, so [Alder] was so powerful.

And once the seal is revoked, looking at the eyes of that bear cub, after being suppressed by [Alder] and accumulating strength, I'm afraid it will directly smash my head!

But when Berengar stared at Lan En's right fist shrunk at his waist with an ugly expression, a black shadow suddenly flashed in his vision.

"Damn it! You're cheating!"

Berengar's pupils shrank suddenly, realizing this suddenly.

The output area of ​​[Alder Sign] is similar to a cone, the closer it is to the demon hunter, the narrower the range.

And after reaching the distance of Lan En, he can completely stretch out his arms and let some limbs get rid of the influence of the seal.

What really wanted to attack Berengar was not his right fist, but his outstretched left hand!
The left palm, clasped in the shape of a tiger's claw, got rid of the reverse pressure, and moved at least twice as fast as the main body of the body!
To Berengar, it looked like Lane had thrown a whip.

With a "snap", Berengar's chin tilted, and the pair of vertical pupils turned up involuntarily, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth was blown out.

The witcher only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the light flickered on and off.

Jaw hits, dizziness is normal.

Fayin disconnected due to loss of concentration, and Lan En completely lost resistance.

Berengar's legs had given way, but not before he collapsed to the ground.

"Bang" sound.

Lan En's right hand clasped the opponent's side face in mid-air, and pushed his head directly against the wall.

It should be said that the witcher is indeed a magic version of a human-strengthened warrior. After being hit on the jaw, Berengar became sober because of Lane's movement of hitting his head against the wall.

Instinctively struggling for a while, I found that in terms of strength alone, I couldn't resist the guy behind me at all.

So this unknown age demon hunter, just as if he was in a bad position, no longer struggled.

"Huh-huh, son of a bitch, what? The bear school is also doing the work of the cat school now? And sent the latest results of a mutation? Oh, it turns out that demon hunters are a bunch of bastards who don't care about human life! "

Maybe it was because he didn't think he could survive at all, Berengar's tone was sharp and aggressive.

Among the schools of witcher, the cat school is affected by mutations and has the greatest mental problems.

Most of the members of the Xiong School are emotionally lacking, and most of the Cat School's members have directly become psychopaths.

And Lan En's exaggerated physical strength was considered by Berengar as another exploration of mutation by the Bear School.

But here he was smashing and wrecking, and Lan En, who was pressing his head, frowned instead.

This guy's tone doesn't sound like someone from the traffickers, does he?
Didn't even look like a witcher.

Lan En was forced to mutate, and he didn't go through years of apprenticeship education before, so he didn't have a sense of belonging to the group of demon hunters. What's going on with this guy?

Moreover, there were quite a few things wrong with the opponent in the confrontation just now.

"The first time you saw me just now, you didn't have a sense of life-or-death crisis, so you used the variant [Alder], and it seemed that you wanted to escape instead of turning around and fighting with a sword. But when you saw me Almost immediately after the insignia, you tense up. Is it about the insignia? What is your school, Berengar?"

Lan En asked in a flat tone.

The old witcher's face twitched, and he said dejectedly.

"Wolf School. I am a demon hunter who escaped from responsibility. I thought it was someone from my own school who came to me and tried to persuade me to go back. But after seeing your badge, I understood that you were sent by those people to silence you." Right? Oh, I shouldn't take chances, the eyes of witchers light up in the dark, they must have seen this."

"'Those people'? What did you see that made you so sure you'd be silenced?"

"It's not what I saw, but what I shipped. Wait! Are you not one of them?"

The sudden tone of surprise was interrupted by a more forceful squeeze on his face.

"People who are suppressed are not qualified to ask questions." Lan En urged the other party with force. "answer the questions."

Seeing the dawn of saving his life, Berengar immediately became resentful of his life.

"I, I am a demon hunter. Both my strength and resilience are far stronger than ordinary coolies. Relying on my body, I have lived a stable life in Vizima for several years, saved some money, and plan to start a blacksmith But also because I am keen on working overtime, I was called by the Snake Tooth Gang to transport some things five nights ago."

"They said it was wood, a precious wood bought from Novigrad. But the perception of a witcher is better than that of a hound. I could clearly smell the human smell in that pile of wood when I was moving it. !"

Lann frowned, but he didn't accuse Berengar of not taking any action after discovering the anomaly.

Not everyone is willing to fight disgusting and evil things to the end, and the expectation of living a peaceful life is beyond reproach.

What's more, Berengar only knew that there were people hidden in the wood, but he didn't know who they were.

But the information that should be asked still needs to be asked.

"Where did you get the timber?"

"A large warehouse in the temple area, which is a goods distribution center, where countless goods come in and out every day."

Lane nodded silently.

There are many people and logistics. It is difficult to check, but it is not hopeless.

Seemingly feeling the pressure on his face lessened, Berengard wanted to separate himself even more.

"I really don't know who's hiding there! I'm just a coolie who wants to save money. If it weren't for this pair of cat eyes, I would be no different from ordinary people! I left the school just because I wanted to live an ordinary life."

"Whether they hid assassins into the city, or helped escaped criminals escape from prison, I don't care at all, really!"

"What if it's a child?" Lan En asked softly behind him.

"Children? Are you kidding me? Slavery is illegal! Who are they selling so many children to? Who dares to buy them?"

Berengar's voice rose sharply, as if the word "slave trader" had stimulated him.

Therefore, with an angry laugh, he asked Lan En behind him.

But as the pressure on his face disappeared, there was still Lan En's silence.

The old witcher, who was supposed to be grateful for his narrow escape, didn't have the slightest bit of joy on his face at this moment.

He turned around stiffly with staring eyes, and got the answer from Lan En's silent and calm face.

"Really. child?"

Then trembling and covering his face, the voice seemed to be squeezed out of his lungs.

"Meritelli! What the hell did I do?!"

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