Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1468 1440. [Eternal World]

'what happens?'

The moment the fallen hungry ghost got up again, this thought flashed through the minds of the militiaman who had taken a brave step and overcame his fear of the monster to make the finishing blow, and Kikuchi Sadakichi who had taken a few quick steps to close the distance and attempt to make the final move.

Everything happened in an instant.

When the hungry ghost stood up, he opened his distorted and terrifying mouth and let out a strange cry.

And after that strange cry
Kikuchi Sadakichi, whose steps had originally been quite stable, suddenly began to weaken in the knees, almost visibly.

It's like when you suddenly stand up after squatting for a long time and your blood flow is blocked.

But it’s impossible!
He had been patrolling the whole time, and had just slashed out with the [Upper Configuration]! How could he have such a mistake as weak legs and disordered breathing at this moment?
The militiamen who were closer to the hungry ghosts than Kikuchi Sadakichi performed even worse.

Although fighting is the most physically demanding sport, it was also the first time for the militiamen to face a monster.

But it’s impossible that after I went up and stabbed it downwards with a knife, I started panting as if I had run several thousand meters, right?

Shouldn't this kind of sudden physical exertion be mostly recovered by taking a few breaths?
Why am I panting like I've reached my limit in aerobic exercise?

The abnormalities in the body and physical strength were the first to be perceived, and then other abnormal sensations followed.

Kikuchi Sadakichi felt as if his nasal cavity and throat were blocked by some invisible sticky gas.

He couldn't see anything with his eyes, but the abnormality in his sense of touch was real.

——Beside this hungry ghost who stood up again and roared, something was making his body uncomfortable and preventing him from recovering his strength!
The hungry ghost's eyes, which were bulging like light bulbs, were wide open and flashing with blood.

It screamed excitedly and looked at the brave militiaman closest to it.

Hungry ghosts are miserable souls trapped in the realm of hungry ghosts. Their appetite can never be satisfied. It is said that any food they put into their mouths will turn into ashes before it reaches their throats.

Therefore, they are extremely hungry and thirsty, and therefore they envy those living beings who are still able to eat and live.

"Whoa whoa!"

With a strange cry, the hungry ghost's skinny, twisted jaw suddenly opened!

The sound of the joints turning almost sounded like a mechanical 'click'.

Its mouth was opened to at least 150 degrees!

Without stopping for a moment, he rushed towards the militiaman beside him who was gasping for breath and too tired to move!
The twisted mouth on the huge head opened as if it was going to bite off the militiaman's neck in one bite!

Kikuchi Sadakichi's pupils shrank due to tension, and the militiamen, who were already so exhausted that they could not move, subconsciously stopped even breathing.

For the villagers living in this world, monsters are creatures that can easily take their lives.

But
"Oh!"

A big hand!
A hand that looked big even when it was on the hungry ghost's deformed head! It suddenly and decisively stopped the hungry ghost from pounce!

The bone-white hand armor, which seems to be called a caged hand in Japan, blocked the hungry ghost's head as if casually grasping a thrown apple.

Its skinny limbs and bloated, sickly belly were all in mid-air, and it swung forward a bit due to the momentum before it came to a complete stop.

Then without stopping.

The arm that came across from the side of the militiaman directly threw the hungry ghost in his hand away.

"Whoa whoa!"

The hungry ghost flew far away like a skipping stone on the ground, making strange cries of pain from his mouth.

The militiamen who were still frightened and the confused Dingji stared blankly at Lan En's tall body walking out from behind them.

They only saw that this powerful warrior with a mysterious origin, who called himself "Akito", first glanced at the empty ground with his strange cat eyes.

Then he took a step forward and frowned.

After this step, Lan En's body was already standing together with the militia.

In the demon hunter's [spiritual vision], he clearly saw: at the place where the hungry ghost fell to the ground and stood up again, a circle of ink with a diameter of two meters was surging.

It is called "ink", but it is obviously not real ink.

Because from the information observed by his peripheral vision, it seemed that the young warrior and the militiamen in front of him could not see the ink at all.

This is not something that ordinary people can see.

The strange cry of the hungry ghost after he stood up seemed to have summoned some kind of power in this place.

Lan En pushed the militiamen and young warriors aside as he passed by without leaving a trace.

After the two men staggered out of the ink circle on the ground, they subconsciously took a few deep breaths as if they had surfaced, and broke out in cold sweats.

But even so, the brave militiaman who was suddenly so tired that he couldn't even walk, now had a much smoother breathing and could stand firmly without anyone's help.

Judging from his expression, he himself was confused.

Even after Lan En stepped into this ink circle, he subconsciously took a deep breath.

He wanted to use this conventional method to make up for his reduced physical strength recovery speed.

But it didn't work.

It seemed as if this circle of power summoned by hungry ghosts did not belong to the human world and had nothing to do with life.

Human life here will only be consumed and will be difficult to recover.

However, this circle of ink had an impact on Lan En.
"Although the essence of this power is deep enough to trigger the [Body Light], the force it exerts on me is even weaker than diving."

Lann's grip clenched and unclenched, the armor of Smaug gauntlet making a sound of biting against each other on his hand, and the witcher muttered to himself.

Then, he walked straight through the ink circle with a diameter of two meters and looked at the hungry ghost that he had thrown away with a slap.

"Or is it because you are too weak?" Under the dim moonlight, Lan En's hair looked like flashing silver, and his cat's eyes glowed slightly.

"Whoa whoa!"

The hungry ghost stood up again, and with strange cries, he summoned an unknown force from some unknown channel.

Another ink circle was created with its feet as the center.

But just at the moment after it finished screaming.

"Bang!!"

Lan En's big hand pressed directly on the top of the hungry ghost's head!
The hungry ghost was barely tall enough for him to reach his knees.

Bend down and press down!

The hungry ghost who just stood up was pressed to the ground with his head crushed!

Then Lan En stood up and raised his foot, "Bang!!!"

Earth and rocks flew everywhere! A circle of yellow dust was shaken out from Lan En's foothold, which was under the hungry ghost's head!
The hard bones and skin, which even an old hand who had practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years felt painful when cut with a knife, made a series of "cracking" sounds under the pressure of Lan En's feet.

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The strange cry of "Woo-wa-wa" ended with a particularly shrill and painful wail, and then fell into silence.

Lan pulled his feet out of the ground.

By the way, I shook it to shake off the dust.

The militiamen swallowed their saliva dryly, and didn't know what expression to show to the young samurai whose hands kept opening and closing on the handle of the katana due to nervousness.

So they could only look at each other in confusion, but were speechless.

"What an impressive martial arts skill."

At this moment, a voice coming from the darkness of the village broke the brief silence.

Daisuke Kikuchi, wearing only a yukata robe, walked out with his hand on the hilt of the sword.

The singlet he wore was not even tied up, and his chest was open. The haori he wore when they met in the daytime was nowhere to be seen, and his topknot was also scattered, making him look like a bald man with long hair who was not mainstream.

It was obvious that he had just been awakened from his sleep, and he was in a hurry to go out with a knife.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the young warrior, who was at a loss but not injured at all.

Then he bowed to Lan En and said, "Thank you for your help. I am a useless person and have never really fought against a monster before."

He looked at Lan En's feet. The motionless body of the hungry ghost had now turned into black gas that was the same as the ink circle it summoned, and dissipated into nothingness.

But at the same time, Daisuke Kikuchi seemed to have the ability to see two ink circles on the ground that were summoned by the strange cries of hungry ghosts.

The warrior with disheveled hair had a solemn and fearful look on his face, and bowed deeply to Lan again, making the witcher feel a little uncomfortable.

"It has actually summoned two [Eternal Worlds]. This hungry ghost must have almost eaten something just now. Fortunately, fortunately. Otherwise, it would be a real problem!"

【Changshi】? Is this the name of this ink circle?
In an instant, Lan En analyzed something from the name.

In the Japanese context, the so-called "Changshi" is not the "ordinary world" in the Chinese context. It is a concept corresponding to "the human world".

In other words - it means 'the underworld'.

Hungry ghosts who have fallen into the hungry ghost realm can call upon the power of the [eternal world], and in the [eternal world], living things in the human world will of course be suppressed.

"Bastard!" Daisuke Kikuchi had already walked up to the young samurai, slapped him on the face on the helmet, and then shouted at him.

"I told you long ago! Be careful when you encounter a monster! Don't panic no matter what happens! Kill it quickly and cleanly! Didn't you just defeat the hungry ghost once, but then failed to kill it in one go? Huh?!"

"Did you know that if that hungry ghost had stood up again not far away, you might have died of exhaustion just standing next to it?!"

"It doesn't matter if you die of exhaustion! What if you get eaten by it? That would be a big deal!"

Dingji, a lazy guy in the village, didn't dare to breathe in front of his father. This might be because he had just escaped death.

"Big deal?" Lan En thought to himself. "If the hungry ghosts really get what they want and eat something, will they change in other ways? Will they become more dangerous?"

The old warrior, who had angrily scolded his son, finally calmed down a little and turned to look at Lan En again.

He looked at the witcher, but this time there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"That." The old warrior pointed at the two [Changshi] on the ground under the puzzled gazes of other ordinary people, and said to Lan En politely, "Aren't you going to purify the [Changshi]?"

"Please rest assured, this honor is entirely yours alone. My son didn't help at all, so don't worry about him."

According to the old samurai, it seems that purification of [Changze] is an act of honor recognition for the samurai who killed the monster?
But unfortunately, Lan En had only just learned about the concept of [eternal world]. How could he possibly know how to "exorcise" this power from the underworld?

So Lan En opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, and just wanted to find an excuse to get away with it.

But before he could say anything, Daisuke Kikuchi seemed to have understood.

"Oh, I see. Are you the kind of person who is averse to dirty things?"

"Actually, there's no need to worry. The village chief can use the power of the sacred cherry blossoms to purify and kill monsters and exorcise the [residues] of [the world of the past]."

"But if you still feel uncomfortable, then let me do it?"

As he said this, Daisuke Kikuchi drew the katana from his waist.

But Lan En had no idea that he wanted to cut anything.

Following the principle of 'if you don't know, just watch quietly', Lan En calmly took two steps back.

Indicate that he is indeed not involved.

The old samurai, holding a katana, entered the ink circle [Eternal World].

(End of this chapter)