Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1359 1331. Stab the heart

‘Sip’ the blood of the moon god.

No, there’s not even a need to ‘sip’.

In Yanan, hunters always prefer weapons that can cause their prey to bleed severely. Although their battle scenes are quiet, they are always **** and messy.

Because hunters who are addicted to blood can naturally feel the addictive pleasure and vitality from the blood flowing out of their prey and splashing on their bodies.

The blood in Yanan is different from other places.

Just by splashing onto the skin, those bloods seep into the body, unleashing their inherent power.

Although overall it is not as good as direct injection, it is real and effective.

So it's said to be 'sipping', but in fact, Luna's current posture is better said to be 'inviting Lan En to come closer and cut himself into pieces'!

With the terror of the ancient god, he had already made clear the difference between himself and Lan En from the moment he was sure that he had been 'locked' in the material world by Lan En.

—The Witcher progresses faster than his physical body!

In any case, He is basically dead.

After understanding this, ordinary creatures may struggle to death and collapse in fear.

But the Ancient God doesn't.

The vision of such high-latitude lifeforms is completely different from that of humans and ordinary creatures. For them, it seems that even time, thoughts, and dreams can be seen through.

Different perspectives naturally lead to different thinking.

Luna showed no psychological fluctuations regarding her death.

At least when fighting Lan En, the demon hunter couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation from his attacks and movements.

The ancient gods don't care about their own life or death, but only a little.

Lan En didn't understand why a creature like the Ancient God was so persistent in wanting to get his son. After all, the vision was different and the life forms were different. It was normal to be unable to understand or even guess.

But since the matter of 'obtaining the Son of God' is so important to the ancient gods, it is already obvious what decision the Moon God will make when facing death without any trouble.

Life can pass away, but the Son of God must be born!

The ancient **** who was 'locked' in the material plane was passively beaten for a long time just to accumulate all his strength and leverage the essence of his high-dimensional life form for a moment!

It only takes a moment!

And this moment was definitely not for killing the enemy or escaping.

He knew that he could not run away under the burning of the [Light of the Twin Sacred Trees].

Not to mention that he is currently trapped in the material plane, even in a complete state, he does not have the ability to break through the three gentle lights on Lan En's body and directly obliterate the demon hunter.

In fact, even if he had the power, he would not kill the demon hunter. On the contrary, His purpose has always been clear.

The goal of being born into flesh and becoming His Son of God has been chosen.

Even if this goal requires killing Him with His own hands, it doesn't matter in His eyes.

Lan En wanted to kill Him, but He wanted Lan En to be His child.

Become an ancient god!

So at that moment when he was leveraging his own power, Luna just lightly adjusted some 'insignificant' indicators on Lan En's body, and never moved any more.

He made the blood in Lan En's body clearly exist, but it could no longer function.

And his current actions made it clear to Lan En: if you want to restore the original appearance of the blood, you only need to mix in something equally 'insignificant'.

—His blood!

In the ceremony of birth and incarnation of the Son of God, drink the blood of the mother's body.

Just like a young child sucking breast milk.

This is the ‘love’ of the ancient gods for the Son of God who has not yet been born.

And if the young demon hunter still wants to live, he must accept this 'love' and adapt to his status as the son of the ancient god.

Lan En's whole body went limp, barely holding on to the Lake Lady's Sword, and kneeling on the sea of ​​flowers with his head lowered.

It is different from the past where just standing still, the two strong and healthy hearts will make a dull and vague sound of pumping blood like a top engine.

He was so helpless now that he was even a little lifeless.

Because the blood suddenly dried up, Lan En's eyes looked blurry and hazy.

Those vertical pupils couldn't even focus now.

Lan En now had to lean his forehead on the handle of the Lake Lady's Sword that was stuck on the ground. Because he leaned too hard, his beautiful cheeks were stretched into a distorted and funny look.

But even though his vision was blurry due to the inability to focus, Lan En's struggling mind was still struggling to clarify the current situation.

The blood in his body could no longer be used, and all he had to do was cut the Moon God, even if it was just like a wild dog, rolling on the blood spilled by the Moon God.

The blood in his body that has been 'slightly' changed in nature will serve his consciousness again.

Even help him become an ancient god!

But, can Lan En accept it?

Lan En didn't even need to say this himself. Mentos had already obtained the answer in an instant based on his understanding of the subject. This guy dared to make himself 'happy' when he was just an ordinary demon hunter. Do you think he would bow to his enemy, even an ancient god? !

really.

When the Moon God, with half of his body broken, stretched out the broken limbs of the beast's claws that were cut off by Lan En, as if breastfeeding a child.

Lan En's weak hands also started to move with difficulty.

The sound of 'click, click' was Lan En's hand groping on his armor hysterically.

Without blood, his brain's thinking activities and his body's muscle control would be worse than a newborn child.

Thanks to the superb design skills of Berengar and the leader of the second phase of the New World Survey Group, this armor can usually do things that can be done in three or two strokes. Not only can his mind not remember the positions on the armor now, he relies purely on feeling. Come.

I can't even touch it with my hands.

Those who move slowly and weakly are like patients who are recovering from hemiplegia after a stroke.

Even the biochemical intelligence brain seemed to be shocked by Lan En's immediate determination in this short period of time.

It understood what Lan En wanted to do, but remained silent for a while, and then immediately used a very eye-catching reminder color on Lan En's already cloudy retina to guide the direction of the subject's palm movement.

Even the usual instruction UI is gone, because it knows that the subject's brain must not be able to react at this moment, or even understand what the UI means.

Under the guidance of the simplest and most eye-catching indicator colors, Lan En's stumbling hands groping on the armor finally touched the buckle of [Smaug].

There were several crisp ‘click’ sounds in succession.

The thick armor, which was arranged by the bite of the dragon scales of the Lonely Mountain Evil Dragon, and the inner layer was woven with the dragon skin of the evil dragon and the dragon skin of the Mist Nest Lord Tyrannosaurus, fell off from Lan En's upper body.

It hit the ground in the sea of ​​flowers dullly.

Lan En, whose mind was muddled, almost didn't even know where he got his strength.

The Sword of the Lake Girl, which was originally stuck on the ground as a fulcrum to support his body, was pulled out with difficulty by him.

Then, the holy blade that always exuded a glimmer of light was not pointed at the Moon God who was still lying on the ground in the distance, but at his own chest!

Mentos was silent, but Lan En didn't hesitate!

"Bah!"

The blade of the divine weapon was thrust straight in front of a body that was already weak and unable to tense up!

Even though he was unconscious, Lan En was still familiar with his body.

The blade of the long knife cut in in a manner that fit the texture of the tendon coil, and most of the resistance of the semi-biological steel cable was eliminated through active cooperation.

Next are the strong and strengthened muscles, and the rib cage bone plates that have grown and bite like blinds!

Arondette's blade was stabbed straight through!

And the final impact point of this god-made blade was the smooth and tight touch of the internal organs coming from the blade. It stabbed into Lan En's own heart!

Although he was groggy, Lan En still left a blood diversion channel when he cut.

This caused his strong heart to pump blood, and blood spurted out seven or eight meters away from the knife edge almost instantly!

Huge amount of bleeding and a broken heart.

But in this case, Lan En's condition was actually better.

He could only hold the handle of the knife emptyly and could not close his hands at all, but now he had some strength and could hold it firmly.

Because the originally 'slightly modified' blood in his body was drained out, and heart damage, a severe injury that was not considered urgent even among Space Marines, immediately triggered the [Belisarius Furnace] ]'s super speed recovery power.

The glands that store recovery substances began to release their reserves. Under the control of hormones and the synergy of various organs, Lan En's hematopoietic system was speeding up its work to make up for the sudden loss of blood.

The newly created blood has not been 'adjusted' and is enough to be used by Lan En's consciousness.

The reality modified by Moon God was only the blood that originally existed in Lan En's body.

He did not try to directly 'debug' Lan En's body's hematopoietic system.

He can't 'debug' it either.

After all, under the shroud of those lights, modifying the blood that has been produced and modifying the body's hematopoietic organs are two completely different levels.

Therefore, when the new blood in Lan En's body is produced, the blood is no problem.

The problematic blood was drained out in large quantities, and the newly produced blood began to join the body's physiological activities. Lan En was finally able to breathe a little harder.

Before, he could barely feel the muscles he used to breathe.

However, seeing Lan En stabbing his heart directly without even the slightest thought of surrender or hesitation.

The strange face of the Moon God who was not far away, still lying on a pool of his own blood, was still looking at Lan En without any fluctuation.

It was as if his plan had not been hindered at all.