Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1197 1179. Silent Creeping Mist

"What on earth have you summoned?"

Lan En asked seriously.

At this time, he felt that his knowledge and accumulation were not enough.

Because apparently, there is no record of this so-called 'demon of gluttony' now appearing in the Mahakam Mountains.

The Mahakam Mountains were already a place of ancient habitation for the dwarves long before the arrival of the northern humans.

The dwarves should have a general record of all the powerful monsters that have appeared in this place over the past thousands of years.

But until now, Foltest, whose title is also known as the 'Protector of Mahakam', still has not received any news from the dwarves.

The dwarves themselves were terrified, and during this time they completely sealed off their fortress in the mountains.

This is enough to show that when this thing appeared, it was completely without beginning or end, without any trace or reason.

Most likely it was brought over by a small-scale celestial conjunction.

And once it involves the intersection of celestial spheres, who knows what kind of monster is coming from so many worlds?

No matter how knowledgeable a monster expert is, he would not dare to make a conclusion before formal contact, not even Vesemir.

"Ah."

The female elf lying on the ground gave a ferocious smile.

The elves of this world do not have canine teeth, which was once considered by scholars of Oxenfurt to be a symbol of more complete evolution and greater freedom from animality.

But now, behind those smiling lips were teeth stained red with blood, as ferocious as a wild beast.

She didn't say anything, but that already made her attitude clear.

This beautiful elf beauty just lay on the ground helplessly, smiling mockingly.

"You can't escape, human."

As she spoke, she spread her legs and faced Lan, smiling.

"Come on, don't you want to use me before I die? Am I not pretty enough?"

She had a strong figure, and her plump and powerful thighs were wrapped in tight breeches, showing her graceful curves.

"No, I'm not a beast." Lan En shook his head, "And I think you just want to castrate another human before you die."

She smiled in a dull manner: "Hehe, it seems that your brain is not controlled by your genitals. You know that people are most vulnerable during orgasm."

"You also knew that we were summoning something. It seems that you have indeed found a lot of information. There are some smart monkeys among the monkeys."

Faced with the other party's discriminatory remarks, Lan En remained calm.

"It is never wise to fight discrimination with discrimination, ma'am. Especially when your race is at a disadvantage in terms of military strength."

"Now, tell me what you have summoned."

The female elf smiled nonchalantly: "You want to torture me? Come on, let's see if I'm a wimp!"

Lan En looked at her. "No one survived wherever that thing passed. You are in the valley now."

"Do you think we care?"

"The feeling of death is not as simple as you think, ma'am." The demon hunter said in a professional tone, "Even people who commit suicide will most likely struggle instinctively when they are on the verge of death. This is the nature of living things."

"Besides, that thing can eat all kinds of creatures, big and small, in such a large area. I think the process must be unpleasant and not clean."

At this moment, Lan En saw obvious, subconscious fear in the elf's eyes.

There is no doubt that she must have seen it.

And judging from this performance.
"You want to lure that thing to the floating harbor or the Haji Fortress?"

Lan En said suddenly.

The female elf suddenly froze for a moment, but quickly forced herself to calm down.

"You want to hold off Seaward's convoy, but you will immediately break away after the engagement and move in another direction, leaving behind the frightened and suspicious human convoy."

"Then that thing can find the convoy after eating other places, but you can get away?"

A series of logically clear inferences were sorted out through the cooperation of Mentos and Lan.

The elf girl's expression also proved the correctness of this inference.

Lan En suddenly realized that although most of the Squirrel Party warriors were fearless and brave on an individual level because of hatred or incitement.

However, as a guerrilla team, the priority should always be to preserve oneself and the organization.

Only by maintaining the team's own existence can we have a chance to persist in fighting later.

For the military, being fearless and reckless without thinking and without controlling emotions is just recklessness when facing difficult situations.

And now, according to their plan, this team should complete the mission and safely evacuate this troublesome matter.

So when Lan En said "they will be eaten by the monster", people like her would show unexpected horror.

It doesn't look like he had prepared himself mentally in advance.

But just when Lan En wanted to use this as a breakthrough point to further break through the opponent's psychological defenses, fog arose.

Some mist that looked light but was actually heavier than air was crawling over from the dense forest behind them silently and odorlessly.

The fog is always hard to detect before it becomes thick.
"Don't even think about it?!"

The female elf lying on the ground still looked like she wanted to say something with a sneer.

But strangely, Lan En looked at the female elf who was only a few feet away, and felt that her voice seemed very far away and very light. It was as if such a thin layer of mist blocked most of the sound.

And he was not the only one who noticed this strange phenomenon, the female elf's face also suddenly showed a look of fear.

He choked back the words he hadn't even finished speaking.

"What's this!"

Lan En asked the female elf loudly, but he found that although he had clearly shouted, the volume of his voice now sounded like a soft whisper.

The surroundings suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The roaring bear head pendant on the witcher's neck began to jump up and down on its own.

The fog had spread out silently, and in the area covered by the fog, all sounds seemed to be absorbed.

Lan held his breath and glanced at the Scoia'tael members he had knocked to the ground.

It was found that although they coughed a little uncomfortably in the mist, their other physiological indicators did not fluctuate much.

So he began to breathe carefully.

"It has a metallic smell but is not highly toxic. For ordinary people, it is just like drinking water from a lead pipe."

The fog gradually thickened and visibility was now less than ten meters.

And the surroundings became even quieter.

No sound could be heard except the sounds of bones rubbing against each other, blood flowing through blood vessels, the breathing of one's own lungs, heartbeat, and the expansion and contraction of tendon coils within the body. These sounds were highlighted in the silence.

They rely on vibrations of solid matter in the body to be transmitted to the sensory organs.

Lan En moved his feet carefully, and the friction sound that should have been made between the soles of his shoes and the grass and soil disappeared.

However, the soles of his feet could clearly feel the resistance.

The necklace around the neck should have made a 'rustling' sound when it swayed, but now there was only the touch of a slight collision against the chest, and no sound was made.

This contradictory and counter-intuitive phenomenon of clearly performing an action but having no sound feedback makes people feel uneasy.

But that’s not all.
Lan En frowned, and the vertical pupils in his eyes shrank slightly.

Opposite him, the female elf looking at him also narrowed her eyes slightly.

The hairs on one side of the demon hunter's neck seemed to sense something and suddenly stood up.

Without a second thought, the Sword of the Lady of the Lake was unsheathed from her waist.

The clear silver light blocked Lan En's side directly.

A not-so-strong force emanated from the blade, accompanied by a disproportionately small 'clang' sound, and sparks that flew out from the collision.

Although it was just a trivial attack and defense action process.

But at this moment, the flow of force was recorded by Lan En's body and analyzed in the biochemical intelligent brain.

The enemy's strength, the general structure of his body, and the attacking movement model were all instinctively established in Lan's mind.

The key technical points of [Ashina-ryu: Norikori] originally meant to understand the enemy's moves and physical condition through the power transfer generated between offense and defense, and then to break the enemy's posture.

So Lan En didn't even turn his head at that moment, but his body had already made an accurate and swift counterattack.

He took a step back and swung to the side with all his strength when he landed!

Just as he expected, the enemy's body was very light, even thin to the touch.

But the kick hit the opponent's knee joints.

Then Lan En turned around smoothly, and the connection between his movements seemed to have been planned long ago, flowing smoothly.

His palm accurately caught the other person's head in mid-air, which was already a head shorter than him, and then staggered and lowered it even lower.

After fixing the head, Aarondette, who was originally using it to defend, thrust it downwards!
The blade stabbed into the opponent's head, which was forcibly tilted, exposing the side of the neck and collarbone, and went straight into the chest cavity!
A spray of blood-like mist, but white in color, spurted out from the wound on the opponent's collarbone.

However, there was no 'swish' sound of the knife entering the flesh. The opponent's hideous and ugly mouth opened wide, but there was no shrill scream either.

Lan En frowned and pulled out the long sword with the runes on the blade emitting a small golden glow.

He also let go of the enemy's head, letting it fall freely.

As soon as the opponent's body fell to the ground, it disintegrated into a ball of white mist and dissolved into the environment.

".Mist demon?"

The witcher's lips moved silently as he watched the other body disappear.

The appearance of the thing that was trying to grab his neck from the side was clearly seen the moment he turned around and stabbed the long knife.

Grayish skin, pointed ears, a deformed human-like skeleton, sharp claws, arms longer than the knees, but the face and mouth are hideous and dirty.

Combined with the current fog, this is indeed consistent with Lan En's speculation after he got the intelligence.

It is possible that the fog demon could release this magical fog that can absorb sound and is slightly toxic.

But
Is it possible for the Fog Monster to accomplish such a large scale?

(End of this chapter)