Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1204 1186. Sword Oil Restraint

The Tyrannosaurus Rex held the greatsword that Lan En was holding in front of him, and the man and the dragon stared at each other without giving in.

There was only a fog monster right behind Lan En.

Under the strength and toughness of both, its body was crushed to death by Lan En's back on the broken trunk of a tree and dissipated.

The battle between the Deviljho and Lan was like two steamrollers wreaking havoc everywhere.

The soil, trees, and even rocks around them are not hard enough for them.

In the process of their entanglement with each other, the fog monsters appeared one by one, but disappeared one by one because they were affected.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex crushed a large area without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Even though Lan En was small in stature, he was forced to retreat every time by the power of the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

If there is a fog monster behind him, and there is an obstacle behind the fog monster, it will be enough to squeeze the fog monster to death.

Ordinary monsters are too fragile on a battlefield of this level.

But Lan En was still inevitably disturbed by the fog monster.

The fog demon is a monster that will deceive in battle, and then take advantage of the gap when the demon hunter cannot distinguish the illusion to attack suddenly.

It can be said that it is a type of monster that has more combat wisdom and can seize opportunities.

As for the group around the Tyrannosaurus Rex, they didn't care about life or death.

Of course, their ability to see and seize opportunities in battle is far inferior to Lan En's.

However, their indifference to death and their huge numbers allow them to seize some key moments and interfere with Lan's tactical arrangements.

For example, several times before, he took advantage of his unstable center of balance and wanted to knock him over.

Under the restrictions and harassment of the fog monsters, it became increasingly difficult for Lan to achieve victory against the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

But because of his own qualities and skills, the Tyrannosaurus Rex had already spent half an hour fighting with him and still hadn't gotten a single piece of meat.

Lan En began to consider whether to retreat temporarily.

He has now obtained some information through [Clairvoyance]. It would be a complete waste if he does not use this information to make arrangements.

The danger and difficulty of dealing with this Tyrannosaurus will undoubtedly remain at the highest point!

The witcher's cat eyes watched the other party's acidic saliva flowing more and more, becoming more and more sticky.

There are also small uncontrollable nervous convulsions in the body of the Tyrannosaurus Rex due to unbearable hunger. It gives people the feeling that a person has acid reflux in the stomach and trembles all over due to discomfort.

And this is just the Tyrannosaurus Rex's normal state and normal appetite.

As the hunting process was prolonged, the pupils of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which was originally a cold-blooded reptile, kept diffusing, then condensing, and then dizzying again.

It's like someone is going crazy due to the pain, or is taking too much anesthetic powder!
And if this situation continues, Lan En tried his best not to think about the terrible development.

The amber cat eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

Mentos had understood the subject's intentions, and it used many conspicuous lines to plan routes on the surrounding scene, allowing Lan to choose which one was suitable for temporary retreat.

Hunting is a long and patient process. Only well-prepared hunters can safely and effectively resolve the prey's counterattack.

Both the demon hunters and the biochemical intelligent computers are aware of this.

But just as Lan En had begun planning his retreat route, a steady stream of horse hoofbeats came from the mountain path below.

The sudden typhoon in the mountains and the roar of monsters that did not belong to this world seemed unable to cause the slightest hesitation to the sound of horse hooves.

It even became a guiding light.

The sound of horse hooves turned from the mountain path without hesitation and went up the mountain along a slightly gentle slope.

The typhoon from the sea was still blowing, and there were dragon beasts and monsters all around, but Lan En just felt relaxed and happy at this moment, even cheerful!
Because no matter what, his loyal friends and warriors will always come to him.

"Sir, please forgive me for overstepping my bounds, but do you need any help?"

Lincoln's young voice was blown erratically by the typhoon, but his tone was not at all disturbed by the shocking scene before him.

"I need it, Lincoln!" Lan shouted with a laugh, "I need help!"

"Then the Embers Knight will answer your call!"

A team of ten knights rushed up the gentle slope that had been plowed out by the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

There are only ten people, but their momentum is enough to dare to charge at any opponent!
"Help me kill those fog monsters! This thing belongs to me!"

Without any more restrictions or interference, Lan and the Devil Rex looked at each other with a fiery look in their eyes.

The small shield emblem of the fifth period of the New World Survey Corps was on the waist, and the [Early Recovery Stone] in the center was emitting a faint glow.

He can enjoy hunting!

"Understood, sir!"

The Embers and their horses began a slow charge.

Although the riding skills of the Embers Knights are generally higher than Lann's, this terrain is originally mountainous. If it hadn't been ravaged by the Tyrannosaurus Rex for a long time, it would have been flattened.

Then they couldn't even charge up on horseback.

But now, faced with the grooves left on the ground by the Tyrannosaurus Rex and the huge rocks that it turned over like a worm, the knights could only move at their usual trotting speed.

In fact, ten people and ten horses, this amount of meat should be more attractive to the Tyrannosaurus Rex than Lan En alone.

But for some reason, it just stared at Lan En.

Among the Embers Knights, the sound of armor and equipment colliding lightly filled the air. For different types of enemies, experienced warriors would switch to appropriate weapons from their own arsenal before the battle.

"Oil your spear and sword blades! And your arrows too!"

Lincoln was at the front in an orderly manner, operating the system himself while reminding the Embers Knight behind him.

Although judging from the average quality of the Embers Knights, it seems that such a reminder is completely unnecessary. But as the temporary commander in the current situation, Lincoln required himself to do everything he should do.

"Attention! The enemy is a fog monster, use [Corpse-eating Bio-Oil]!"

The knights took out glass bottles containing a sticky, oily liquid from the leather bags on the saddles of their horses.

Their movements were professional and efficient, almost like those of the demon hunters who often used these things.

In fact, these actions are indeed standard actions of demon hunters.

They have all asked Lan for permission to conduct the Demon Hunter's Trial of Grass. Of course, these combat-related techniques have long been integrated into the daily training of the Embers Knights.

Not only did they rely on the connection between Lan and Berengar to learn some alchemy and professional moves from the old witcher, they also began to learn about monsters.

Lincoln's judgment on the fog demon is very standard, and can be called "academic" among demon hunters.

But when the Embers Knights were about to apply sword oil to their weapons, Lan interrupted Lincoln's plan.

"Don't use [Corpse-eating Bio-Oil], use [Cursed Oil]."

An abrupt and unreasonable order.

This made Lincoln frown.

But he still immediately changed his order.

"Use [Cursed Oil]!"

The fog demon is a corpse-eating creature. This is common knowledge about monsters.

But now Lan En asked them to use the [Cursed Oil] to deal with cursed creatures.

Normally, the Embers would have their own understanding of Lann's orders, and sometimes even behave in a way that would leave him speechless.

But when it comes to the critical moment, their completion of executing orders is absolute.

Now is the critical moment.

In unison, the Embers Knights immediately changed the bottles in their hands.

They quickly applied the oily liquid in the new bottle onto their weapons.

And then, the Embers Knights finally came into contact with their first target.

Lincoln tucked his spear under his armpit, and with his superb riding skills, the horse under his crotch jumped up and jumped over a tree trunk that had been broken but was still quite large.

The cold spear blade that stabbed down from above was shiny with an oily sheen.

One fog monster didn't react at all, it even turned sideways to face the knight.

The spear blade was then able to penetrate its chest unhindered all the way to the ribs on the other side of its body.

"Ouch!"

The screams of the fog monsters are as harsh and disgusting as their evil laughter.

The fog monster, which was about the same size as a normal human, was almost impaled on the blade of Lincoln's gun after his horse landed!
At the same time, the fog monster originally appeared from the fog throughout the whole process, and dissipated into the fog after death, without any other abnormal behavior.

At this time, the wound pierced by the gun blade appeared to be visibly black!
It's like the white mist is polluted by black smoke.

As for the fog monster itself, it had suffered many tragic deaths just now, but this time it was the only time it let out a painful scream.

After a round of charge, each knight had a gain in his hands.

Lincoln and the other knights also showed surprised expressions.

Because these fog monsters were clearly being restrained by the sword oil.

Although sword oil is a means for demon hunters to weaken and attack monsters in a targeted manner, it is basically highly toxic.

However, the monsters themselves are no longer normal creatures. If the sword oil is targeted incorrectly, the monsters will most likely not be decisively affected.

Among the sword oils, [Ghost Oil], [Constructed Biological Oil], [Cursed Biological Oil] and [Residue Oil] are all more special things.

This is because the things they target are not susceptible to 'poisoning' in the conventional sense, not even the fleshy bodies may be.

In the production process of these sword oils, more attention is paid to the mystical meaning of alchemy, rather than the conventional herbal combination.

But now, the fog monster that should have been restrained by [Corpse-eating Bio-Oil] was restrained like this by [Cursed Oil].
Lincoln, who has always been smart and thoughtful, began to think about the meaning behind this phenomenon.

And in Lan En's eyes, who occasionally turned back and glanced while fighting with the Tyrannosaurus, all this was even clearer.

After being shot dead by Lincoln just now, the fog monster that screamed and dissipated into white mist, the time it takes to re-condense has been greatly prolonged!

Compared to the indifferent look of people rushing forward one after another and reappearing after death just now.

The speed of clearing increased, but the speed at which the fog monster reappeared decreased.

The number of fog monsters on the scene began to become sparse!
"Others continued to fight."

Lan En used the Iron Mountain Backbone to block the Tyrannosaurus Rex's head. Such a huge force made his palms numb even if he used the right technique at the right time, but he was still shouting with excitement.

"Lincoln, I have something I need you to bring to the ladies on the hill!"

(End of this chapter)