Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1215 1197. Miracle's 'Authority'?
After adding restraining force and delivering a decisive blow to the brain, the muscles of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which seemed to have been grown by drugs, gradually wilted.

Its heavy and huge body originally had two legs stepping into the ruins of the elven ruins.

Now the entire long body extended out from the hole in the ground, lying outside without moving.

The last twitch of the Tyrannosaurus Rex's muscles before death caused serious damage to the elven ruins.

The stone pillars and stone ground were knocked down and crushed by the Tyrannosaurus Rex's twitching, causing a larger area of ​​collapse.

The acidic saliva flowing from the corners of the Tyrannosaurus' mouth also produced smoke and foam on the ground, making a "hissing" corrosion sound.

The violent and crazy aura of the Tyrannosaurus Rex was enough to make all creatures in the area flee for their lives.

Soon, even the sounds of insects disappeared in this elven ruins covered with rich vegetation.

Lan En leaned over and drew his sword, pulling [Muddy Stream·Destruction] out of the Tyrannosaurus Rex's already relaxed skull.

On the broad and huge black sword, the golden electric current that was sizzling was gradually becoming lower and sparse until it dissipated.

"Wait. How did I do that?"

Until now, Lan En still didn't quite understand how he was able to perform the miracle of [Thunder Sword].

He had even only read the story described by this miracle a few times.

It was far different from the clergy in the World of Fire who read and understood the stories over and over again in order to perform miracles.

More importantly, when he cast the [Thunder Sword], he didn't even have a spell catalyst on hand!
"Catalystless spellcasting" Mentos also understood Lan's doubts. It said, "Sir, it seems that we have only seen it a few times in the world of fire."

As it spoke, the biochemical intelligent brain also called up several images as memories and evidence and showed them to the subject.

[Princess of the Sun] Gwynevere, when she was still calling herself Rosaria, once performed a miracle of recovery in the battle of the Deep Cathedral.

At that time, I just raised my hand.

And the other time, it was [The Eldest Son of the Sun].

The guy was taciturn and looked fierce.

He practiced asceticism and pursued the immortality of the ancient dragons, causing even the ancient god armor on his body to become tattered due to asceticism and time.

The rest of the small items on his body were probably destroyed or lost long ago.

But as the first prince of the gods of fire, that power is no joke.

At that time, he raised his hand and used the [Sunshine Spear] to shatter half of the mountain range in one go.

The only weapon he had at the time was a dragon hunting sword, which was not a catalyst for casting spells.

But they are both gods of fire. They are the gods who discovered, managed and shared the power of the First Fire since the world began to stabilize.

The Sunshine Princess and the Sun's Eldest Son are undoubtedly the highest in terms of bloodline.

Not to mention the [Miracle] spell system, which is a supernatural power that works by telling stories about gods and believers.

He is the protagonist of the story, so of course I don't have so many requirements when I use it myself.

What makes me think so?
"Perhaps a spellcasting system like [Miracle] can not only be improved through practice, but also through 'authority' to achieve some convenience?"

Mentos came up with new inferences in his mind.

At the same time, the biochemical intelligent brain released a picture.

That was when Gwynevere was still dressed as the "Mother of Rebirth", with the black veil on her head hanging down, and the plump lips under the veil gratefully pressed against Lan's cheek.

It was followed by a golden lip print that appeared briefly and then disappeared.

"You mean to say that because I helped Princess Sunshine, she gave me the convenience to perform the [Miracle]? I can understand that, but..."

The demon hunter jumped down from the Tyrannosaurus Rex's head, which had already stopped moving and was gradually cooling down, but the corners of his mouth were twitching.

"Why are you still giving me the scene replay? Do you think I don't remember it? And how can you be sure that this action is used to increase 'authority', huh?"

"It is simply to add weight to my conjecture, sir. I am a very careful worker, you know."

Faced with the subject's malicious questioning, Mentos remained calm and maintained its tone and style.

At this time, there were no more living creatures in this large area, as they were all scared away by the Tyrannosaurus Rex's momentum.

The sound of the Pontar River surging in the valley seems distant and quiet because of its slow water location and distance.

Hidden among the rugged terrain and dense vegetation of the Pontar River Valley, the only sounds from this elven relic are the occasional falling of rocks and the very gentle sound of flowing water.

After Lan En put away [Muddy Stream·Destruction], he stood on the edge of the hole created by the Tyrannosaurus Rex's stomping feet, propped up its corpse and stretched his head to look down.

The witcher discovered that when the Tyrannosaurus Rex stomped its foot, it stepped into a hot spring in the elven ruins.

Judging from the style of the architectural ruins, it seems to be an elf bathhouse built in the basement.

Now it was stepped on by the Devil's feet, trapping its ankles. Of course, this kind of restriction can be fixed in two seconds for the living Devil's feet. It can lift the entire basement where the bathhouse is located with one leg!

The Elf Bathhouse is made of solid materials and sophisticated water conservancy technology.

Although it is unknown how long this elven relic has been abandoned, this bathhouse has been constantly drawing, storing and draining water.

To this day you can still see the clear bathing pool and the statues that constantly spray hot water down.

This place is not far from the floating harbor built by Temeria, but being in such a rugged and deep location, even the people of the floating harbor probably don’t know that there are elven ruins here.

The floating port of the Pontar River trading town, located in the slow-water area, was completely devoid of peace after nightfall.

The Pontar Valley was difficult to establish settlements due to its topography, and the valley was filled with monster nests and ferocious beasts.

Foltest had put a lot of effort into attracting refugees and bankrupts from the country and barely sent them here, so that it could be considered a colonial outpost.

However, the area around the floating port is still covered with vegetation that is so lush that it is not suitable for human life, and there are also snakes, insects, rats, ants, monsters and wild beasts living with the vegetation.

People died during the construction of the town, so ghosts and ghost dogs appeared.

But thanks to the town guards at the floating harbor and the simply made fences and walls, people can at least get a good night's sleep after a busy day.

Or have a drink in the pub, play some cards, find a waitress who wants to make some extra money or something.

But tonight, a deafening roar that no one had ever heard before suddenly rang out in the valley!

The sound was full of madness and brutality, and people could hear it from a long distance away. But even from this far away, the volume of the roar still shook the entire valley!

This is even more terrifying!

Outside the town, the monsters and beasts that had been lingering outside the human walls now made rustling noises in the bushes, and then ran away to a more distant place without looking back.

Every one of the people in the floating harbor was stunned by the violent and arrogant roar.

Seeing the monsters that they usually wanted to kill and drive away were now fleeing away from the town, they did not feel safe at all. Instead, it seemed that they only felt a little safer when they were with these familiar monsters that were right in front of them.

The dock workers and pilots, who had lost a lot of work due to the recent rampage of the Squirrel Party, lay by the windows of their cabins with fear in their eyes.

I looked nervously and helplessly at the quiet moonlight and the flowing river in the Pontar Valley outside.

"Did you hear that?"

"What is that. What is that sound?"

"It's a monster screaming! A huge monster! It must be!" a loader said with certainty.

"Monster? Have you ever heard of such a monster? The sound is at least from two hills away!" another worker retorted.

"So what do you mean?"

The rhetorical question made the other party's words become uncertain and hesitant.

"Maybe it's magic? There are Scoia'tael in the forest now! The elves know all those evil witchcrafts!"

"I've said it before! We should go to Novigrad and invite one of the priests of the Eternal Flame! Bring a sacred flame to Flotsam! Then all the evil will disappear! Then we decent and honest people can live a good life!"

Rumors and gossip were born out of people's anxiety and then spread throughout the town.

Every household woke up to the distant roar of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, and then became anxious, not even daring to turn on the lights as they looked at the Pontar Valley, which seemed to be normal.

Bernard Roletto, the commander of the floating port, was also shocked by the terrifying and distant roar, and he quickly summoned the guards.

But he himself was also worried, not knowing what the point would be.

The chaos caused by the roar of the Tyrannosaurus Rex in the floating harbor was not within Lan's consideration at this time.

In the elven ruins, besides the smell of blood that was slowly flowing out of the body of the Tyrannosaurus Rex and had turned from black back to red, there was also a strong scent of roses.

There is a garden in the elven ruins, but the long period of neglect has not killed the vitality of these plants.

Instead, a large number of roses have become wild and become more tenacious.

Standing outside the large rose garden, Lan En felt the roaring bear head pendant on his neck swaying a little. He thought there might be some precious flowers containing chaotic magic in the garden.

Soon, a crackling flash of lightning appeared first at the gap created by the Tyrannosaurus Rex's rampage at the edge of the elven ruins.

"Boss! Are you there, meow?"

The fluffy ball shouted in a cute child-like voice, asking Lan to go back from the garden of the elf ruins.

As he walked, he responded: "This way!"

The sound of Qilin's hooves followed the trail, and on it was Elu Cat who was standing on the ancient dragon's head and looking around, and Sakia who was still holding half of his shoulder.

Behind Sakia, hugging the female warrior with a caring attitude, was Margarita.

(End of this chapter)