Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1312 1284. No one understands better than us

Mark searched around, but Yanan had been burned to pieces. How could there be weapons on the ground that hunters could use?

Helpless, he could only break off a section of the iron fence from the roadside and hold it in his hand. With the other hand, he took out a poisonous flying knife from under his windbreaker.

In the past, these bits and pieces were just auxiliaries and supplements for hunters during hunting.

But now, he really has nothing to use.

Henrik snorted hard under his mask.

If he hadn't blocked the front with his arms wide open, then Mark behind him wouldn't have been able to complete the actions just now, and he would have been torn apart by the lycanthropic patient.

But his intimidating power as a hunter only goes so far.

There were still three lycanthropic patients coming up from the vertical ladder they came up from.

The head of the church stone hammer that Mark just threw was like a stone bullet in a city defense battle, killing a patient who was rushing up.

But the lycanthropic patient hidden in the mezzanine was stabbed hastily by Mark's one-handed sword at the intersection between the base of his neck and his collarbone.

This is really not fatal for patients whose lycanthropy has progressed to a state where they are on all fours.

So this beast, with Mark's one-handed sword still stuck on his shoulder, still limped up.

With a 'swish' sound, Mark was the first to throw his poisonous flying knife.

The situation has become so bad, why not take the lead!

Although Mark said that he was able to join the church hunters because the requirements were relaxed during the special period, his basic skills were not fake.

The flying knife was spinning in mid-air, and with a 'puff', it plunged into the cheek of the beastly patient with a one-handed sword stuck in his body.

He originally aimed for his eyes, but unfortunately the other person raised his head.

But even if it doesn't destroy one of the opponent's eyes, just forcing the opponent to raise his head is good.

Henrik and Mark have a tacit understanding. He already knew from the moment the flying knife flew past his ear that he couldn't wait any longer!

He rushed over almost simultaneously with the flying knife.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the injured beast standing at the front to raise its head.

Henrik's saw blade swung out from the outside inward!

The mechanically activated sparks erupted from the folded meat saw blade, [Transformation Slash]!

The abrupt [Transformation Slash] not only increases the power of the weapon, but also allows the folded blade to unfold, suddenly increasing the attack distance.

This is completely impossible to avoid for the lycanthropic patient who already has his head lowered.

Henrik's unfolded blade directly passed by the side of the neck of the lycanthropic patient with a heart-wrenching sound of tearing flesh.

The serrations on the blade were entangled with large amounts of black hair and flesh!

But this is just a lycanthropic patient.

It is impossible for a lycanthropic patient whose condition has progressed to this stage to have emotions such as scruples and fear.

'rub! ’ With a sound, the fence iron bar that Mark had just picked up flew out with a burst of sound.

The young church hunter knew very well that using unreliable weapons to engage in close combat with patients who were deeply transformed into beasts was simply seeking death. It would be better to throw them out as throwing weapons.

Fortunately, Yanan's fence has a sharp top. Although the shape is a bit crooked, it can still be used as a javelin.

The church hunter's body, which was strengthened by [Blood Therapy], made the javelin flying through the air even drive the surrounding flames.

With a 'poof', a lycanthropic patient who originally pounced on Henryk from the side was suddenly hit on the side of his body!

The forward charge turned directly into a horizontal flight!

It howled, and its waist, which was so skinny that the vertebrae were exposed, was pushed into a V-shape by the javelin. It was knocked directly out of the vertical ladder, and then smashed down.

But there was only so much Mark could do.

He had used up everything he could resist.

Although the hunters have been strengthened by [Blood Therapy], it is still foolish to try to compete with the beasts in terms of physical fitness.

In normal times, they can rely on high-speed and crisp fighting style to kill wild beasts because their weapon advantage can easily break open the beast's body.

But without weapons, hunters can't expect to hit wild beasts with their fists, right?

Although Henryk had the advantage due to his first move and the opponent's injury, it was impossible to kill the beast directly for a while.

"It's over."

Mark thought so in his mind.

In this hell-like night, he had been stimulated too much. At this time, facing the lycanthropic patient flying towards him, he actually felt a little numb.

But even so, he still tried his best to dodge to the side at high speed, hoping to delay it for a while.

Although he himself knew that a hunter who only dodged but did not attack was not far from death.

But just then!

"Bang!"

An unremarkable gunshot came from not far away on the street.

But after this ordinary-sounding gunshot, the lycanthropic patient who was chasing Mark towards him burst out with blood on his shoulder in mid-air.

And as if he had endured great pain, his whole body tensed up and almost collapsed to the ground!

The killing effect caused by this bullet was completely inconsistent with its movement.

Mark knew what was going on.

This means: the blood melted into this mercury bullet is of surprisingly high quality!

The visitor was like a puff of smoke, drifting over from the swaying street.

And the moment it appeared, the slender blade slashed across the beast's body with a burst of black shadow.

The sound of the long knife cutting into the body was like piercing a full water bag.

The smooth and crisp movements show the person's superb and capable swordsmanship.

On the other side, Henrik was still struggling with the injured beast. He suddenly felt the wind flowing beside him suddenly increase in speed for a moment, which made him feel a chill on the side of his face, but then it calmed down.

However, the movement of the beast in front of him suddenly paused, and then it made a 'stab' sound, and its body covered with black hair spurted out thick, smelly blood along a neat trace.

Only then did Henryk realize that what had just passed by him seemed not to be the wind, but some kind of blade that could cut off the beast.

[Falling Leaves] The long knife is stained with the unique blood of the lycanthropic patient, which is sticky and dirty.

When the knife came out of the body of the lycanthropic patient, the blood was still stuck to the black hair.

"Are you okay?"

The person swung the long knife, and the thick blood and black hair on the blade immediately spread to the ground. She turned to Mark next to her and asked.

"Ms. Maria?"

Mark breathed a sigh of relief before he called out the name.

Henryk also pulled out the one-handed sword from the beast he was facing, approached Mark, handed him the one-handed sword, and asked into the distance.

"Lan En? Why are you together? I remember Ms. Maria is going to participate in that hunting."

The Witcher, who put his left hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, walked from the far side of the street with Adeline, who was sobbing uncontrollably behind him.

His unobstructed figure and armor seemed even more oppressive and shocking amid the fire that had burned the entire city.

"It's not important."

Faced with Henryk's question, Lan En shook his head and turned to look at Yanan, who was still burning.

Henrik was silent for a moment and sighed: "Yes, it really doesn't matter now."

"Henryk and I want to take refuge in the upper church town. We will save people if we can along the way." Mark took his one-handed sword from Henryk's hand, and finally he felt a little safer again.

He looked at Maria and Lan En with Adeline.

"It shouldn't get burned there."

Both Lan En and Maria knew that this meant they wanted to go together.

"We do have to go to the upper church town, but..."

Maria paused as she spoke, pressing her three-cornered hat and shaking her head.

"We have other things to do, so we won't be together. You go first."

Henrik reloaded his hunter's musket with a tone of disbelief in his voice.

"It's already this time! What else can you do?"

"About the research center." Lan En walked to the high platform where the vertical ladder was located, overlooking the burning old Yharnam below. "There are still many patients there. Maria and Adeline are worried about them."

They said they were worried, but both Maria and Lan En knew very well that they went there just to take a look and confirm.

hope?

There was no hope long ago.

At this point, Henryk and Mark had nothing to say.

The two hunters could only sigh.

The more critical the moment, the more important things everyone cares about will become more prominent.

The decision that can be made at this time and under this situation cannot be persuaded by ordinary people.

And not to mention Maria and Adeline, didn’t they both also want to save people during the evacuation?

"So be it."

Mark nodded to several people.

"If you really don't have one, you must go to the upper church town. People must survive."

"We will go." Lan En turned his head slightly.

With his back to Henryk and Mark, he turned half of his face.

Henrik, who received the response, should have felt a little relieved. But when the young hunter looked at Lan En's side face reflected in the firelight, he always felt that the expression was too deep.

"Of course we will go."

Lan En repeated it again, but his tone was not at all like talking about a stable and peaceful shelter in a fire.

On the contrary, it carries a bit of danger.

But now, neither Henrik nor Mark have the time to dwell on these details.

They turned around and continued walking up the street.

"That's right!" After taking two steps, Mark turned his head and shouted amidst the blazing sound of the flames stirring the air, "You have to be careful about those patients! Although this is not nice to say, no one can be trusted except hunters now. ! Do you understand?”

"We understand, Mark." Maria did not look back, her burgundy eyes reflected the flames all over the city.

Lycanthropy has returned, more suddenly, more violently, and more massively than any time known before.

As someone who has witnessed with his own eyes the transformation into a beast that even hunters and [Blood Healer] cannot resist.

"No one understands it better than we do."

The huntress pressed her hat and whispered.