Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1275 1247. Helping hand
The claws were still stained with blood that had just been torn from the hunter’s body!

The strong smell of blood and the stench of wild beasts mixed together, or rather, they have always been one!
Yharnam's hunter was ruthless and decisive. After he was still injured after an emergency dodged, his first reaction was to aggressively close the position again and take advantage of the gap in the enemy's attack to launch his own attack.

This may be a tactical attempt by the hunter to take control of the battle rhythm, but it may also be that this comes from the hunter's inner desire to shed blood.

The lycanthropes crave the feeling of tearing flesh and bleed, but does that not hold true for the hunters of Yharnam?

Sometimes, the difference between the two is hard to tell.

Just like at this moment, the choices made by the hunter and the beastman are almost identical.

After suffering injuries, they became more aggressive and got closer to the enemy. Even after being injured, they continued to attack continuously.

It's as if he could recover and restore the injuries and blood he had suffered by hurting the enemy.

Such obsession, such desire, such impatience.

But the hunter made a mistake after all.

The patient, who had been deeply transformed into a beast, didn't care that his claws were completely severed by the meat saw [Transformation Slash], and an excited gasp of "roar, roar" came from his throat.

And the smelly, black-haired, bloody claws were about to grab the hunter's head and face!
The hunter still couldn't see clearly, but he could feel his delicate eyeballs being struck by the strong wind caused by the fierce claws.

At least this beast is very accurate in his attack.

The hunter thought in confusion after his initial shock at realizing that his sword had missed.

If it grabs the side of my face with one claw, it should be able to dig out the front half of my skull, and I will die quickly.

This time, I was too impatient.

There is nothing much to say. This is how hunters in Yharnam are. Maybe one night they will die in a gutter somewhere without seeing the sun.

Because they have to avoid citizens and hunt in secret, even if it is just a small matter like a broken aorta, they can only wait for death when the [Blood Collection Bottle] is emptied and broken.

Because the places where hunting takes place are mostly secluded.

It's also fun to say.

Everyone in Yharnam knows what the hunters do under cover of night.

The hunters knew that the townspeople knew.

But as long as no one saw them in the dark night, everyone could pretend nothing happened and live their lives as usual the next day.

Only on hunting nights can hunters appear on the streets without any scruples.

Hunting Night? How long has it been since the last Hunting Night?

No, in today's Yharnam, beast disease is not the most troublesome and dangerous thing in this city.

What people are most worried about now is gray blood disease.

The death toll from infectious diseases was certainly not as massive as that from beast disease, but the number of deaths was much higher.

It seems to come from the "revolving lantern" before death?
When the beastman's claws were so close to his face, the hunter's mind became unprecedentedly active, and a bunch of jumping thoughts popped up uncontrollably.

He even felt that the beast in front of him was a little slow, causing him to be tortured by fear for a long time before he died.

But the hunters of Yharnam soon realized that it was not his unprecedentedly active mind when he was on the verge of death that made the beastman's movements slow down subjectively.

But in objective reality, it has indeed slowed down!

A circle of runes, emitting supernatural purple light, appeared out of thin air on the ground, surrounding the beast patient inside.

The beastly patients in the circle were like being thrown from the air into the water, and the movements of their entire bodies slowed down a lot due to the resistance!

WTF? !
The hunter from Yharnam first widened his eyes in confusion, then without giving it time to think, he immediately took advantage of the opportunity to quickly dodge backwards again, getting his body out of the range of the beastman's claws.

He also claimed to be knowledgeable, but he had never seen anything like this.

Is this some newly developed [arcane magic]?

But what shocked him even more was yet to come.

At this time, the hunter had retreated directly out of the alley due to his super-fast backward movement, and stood outside the boundary between moonlight and shadow.

In his blurred vision, he only saw a person who was taller than the beastman under the supernatural purple light, and his body was full and strong.

It's completely different from the weird body shape of the beast patients, which seems to be stretched directly.

A silent but oppressive black shadow appeared behind the beast patient!

The pair of amber, slightly glowing animal eyes looked down at the dirty beast calmly.

Then, a gauntlet wearing thick bone-white armor plates, totally out of place among the Yharnam hunters, reached directly into the purple rune circle that imprisoned the beast.

With a "crack".

Lan En's hand was like a flashing shadow, suddenly grabbing the deformed claw that was still swinging forward.

The broad palm was like a hydraulic press, and when it gripped, the fierce grip directly caused the diseased bones to yield and break.

But the Yharnam hunter outside the alley only saw this much.

Because the next moment, Lan En dragged the beast patient out of the rune circle of [Yarden Seal], like he was dragging a skinny, malnourished large dog.

The purple light of the rune circle could not illuminate the two black shadows at all and they disappeared into the darkness.

While holding the claw with one hand, the witcher had already clenched his other hand into a fist.

The beast patient had already been slowed down suddenly by the rune circle of [Yaden Seal], and when he was pulled out, his speed suddenly recovered. His body was so uncoordinated that he could hardly stand.

And Lan En pulled the claw again.

Suddenly, the whole body fell to the side.

And just when it completely lost control of its body's center of gravity, a fist wearing a dragon scale leather glove hit its head from the side!
"bump!!!"

There was a loud bang on the ground!
The deformed skull had lost its skin in many places, and the beast's black hair grew directly from the bones.

However, the alien skull made a shattering sound as soon as it came into contact with the power of Lan's iron fist, which had been transformed by the Space Marine.

When he was pressed from the side by a fist and hit the wall of the alley directly, the power was finally solidified and fully released.

The upper half of the beast patient's head was shattered completely!

Only the lonely lower jaw was left, still crooked and dangling on the edge of the cervical vertebrae through a few wisps of black hair.

The Yharnam hunter outside only felt as if the entire wall in the alley was shaking!
Many residents who still had lights on on the streets quickly turned them off.

After a loud bang, the alley returned to silence.

The Yharnam hunter stood outside the alley, with blood dripping from his leather gloves onto the stone floor, but he stood still, staring at the deep darkness.

until
With a few "bangs", the completely limp body of the beastly patient rolled out from the alley, weighed down by the broken pieces of wooden boxes.

The rune circle of [Yarden Seal] had long disappeared, and in the darkness of the alley, there was only the sound of heavy but steady footsteps approaching.

The hunter's eyes, sandwiched between the brim of his tricorn hat and his mask, calmly stared into the glowing amber cat's eyes in the darkness.

".Don't you need to prick yourself with a [blood collection bottle]?"

As Lann deliberately highlighted the sound of his footsteps, the Yharnam hunters retreated cautiously, keeping their distance.

It seemed that he had learned his lesson from his reckless behavior just now.

Lan En, who had completely walked out of the darkness, casually shook the hand that he had just punched out with to get rid of some of the sticky blood. At the same time, he raised his eyes to look at the other party and spoke casually.

Seeing Lan En walking across the dividing line from the darkness and bathing in the moonlight, the hunter of Yharnam was a little stunned at first.

I don’t know if it was because of the witcher’s size, or because of his face and molten silver hair illuminated by the moonlight.

But then, he shook his head silently.

"You are not a beast patient." He stated in a hoarse and low voice, and lifted the hem of his windbreaker, pulled out a blood collection bottle, and stabbed it into his thigh without even looking.

"The smell of your blood is very simple. You also know about the [blood collection bottle]. Are you a foreigner who came to Yanan to treat a disease? For those eyes?"

Lan's normal appearance and speech at least prevented him from being considered a beast patient.

This allowed the hunter to let down his guard to a certain extent and give himself a [Blood Collection Bottle].

The [Blood Collection Bottle] from the old Yharnam era is almost the same as what Lan En saw in the "future".

The glass bottle with a needle contained a liquid that looked like turbid serum.

After the injection, even with the mask and tricorn hat on, the hunter clearly showed a sense of satisfaction.

He tilted his neck back in ecstasy, inhaling unconsciously and making a hissing sound.

This expression of pleasure obtained through injection made Lan En frown unconsciously.

His left hand, which had been severely injured just now, was already shaking in the air with blood on the wrist. It was as if the bones in his arm had been completely broken by the claw, with only a layer of flesh barely holding it together.

But after one injection, the flesh and blood seemed to come alive, spontaneously entangled and healed each other on the broken end, making the severed hand dangling in the air shake even more violently.

Finally, with the hunter sighing in relief, he clenched his fist tentatively, and his hand had completely recovered.

This is the exaggerated recovery power of [Blood Healing].

This is also the reason why Yharnam can attract countless outsiders.

"To cure illness. I guess so."

Lan En gave his response only after seeing that the other party had fully recovered.

At the same time, an interested smile appeared on his face.

"You know what? I have an acquaintance here, and he asked me the same question at the beginning."

"I'm not interested in knowing other people's affairs." The Yharnam hunter said coldly. In Lan En's eyes, this has formed a stereotype of this profession.

"But I still thank you for your help before. Please allow me to express my gratitude to you, this one?"

(End of this chapter)