Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 54 54. Cheap Courage

The only thing Lann admired about the cannibals was that they were vicious enough.

It seems that they also know that their crimes belong to the heinous category in any civilized world.

That's why the cannibals who are forced to confront each other face-to-face always have a murderous intent soaring to the point of insanity.

That expression is no different from that of an armed fanatic of the Eternal Fire Sect.

They are not afraid of death, because death is one of the not bad predictions of their own fate.

Even the crude weapons in their hands could not make them flinch.

No weapons and hands!And teeth!
Ever since they started cannibalizing people, they no longer have the scruple to kill like wild beasts or monsters.

Since we eat people, we are monsters!

Relying on this kind of alternative morale, even the equipment of the cannibals is not as good as that of the lowest-level soldiers under Wesselard.

But if they were allowed to fight against each other, then those soldiers who were mostly part-time robbers on weekdays would probably be gnawed clean, right?
"go to hell!"

Shouting, the cannibals rushed over in a slightly adjusted formation.

The leader holds a wooden club wrapped with rope and nailed.

That ferocious posture seemed to be trying to tear off the heavy armor with a broken finger bone, and directly bite Lan En inside to death!
The blood spurted, and the eyeballs were covered with a layer of excited bloodshot.

While charging with a weapon in his hand, he opened his mouth wide enough to make people uncomfortable, and let out a violent battle cry.

But if "violent" can do the job, what's the need for "technical"?
The vicious assailant was reflected in the young man's cat's eyes without a single wave.

Lan En's feet are in a T-step that can move flexibly even while moving, and can provide stable support at any time.

This is the basic step in fencing.

The wooden stick with shredded meat still hanging from the iron nail hit him head-on.

Lan En's center of gravity didn't move on his front foot, and his back foot was just a little bit of the ground, so his whole body turned ninety degrees.

The attack surface changed from a wide front of the body to a narrow side of the body.

Just raising his head slightly, the wooden stick passed in front of him.

"Smash it empty!"

The expression of the leading cannibal suddenly changed from "violent" to "frightened".

In the excellent dynamic vision, this change of expression is so funny that it makes people want to laugh.

"You haven't brushed your teeth, bastard."

"bass!"

The icy silver light flows from bottom to top.

The tip of Xiong Xuepai's steel sword was tilted downwards, and it had already been waiting in the path of the opponent's waving arm.

If the opponent had the technique to hold back even when he was empty, then he wouldn't be fooling around here.

The smashing arm seemed to hit itself on the blade of a sword.

This caused Lan En to use even his normal sword speed to attack, after a crisp "click".

The opponent's entire arm flew out.

The crisp sound was the sound of steel cutting bones.

Thick blood sprayed out from the fracture like a spray gun.

That flow rate even formed a blood mist in the air!
"You're so nervous, idiot."

The more nervous the heart beats faster, the faster the blood flow.

Lane turned sideways to keep the filthy creature from falling on top of him.

The second cannibal has also rushed in front of him.

Just like Lan En's judgment - this group of people couldn't even arrive at the same time after charging and launch an attack.

Cannibalism eats his own brains.

The second cannibal held a Velen long sword in his hand and was about to stab Lan En's torso.

There was still saliva at the corner of his mouth, like a vicious dog preying on food.

Lane frowned slightly.

This guy seems to have some brains.

In order to ensure that he could break through the heavy armor, the man put the weight ball at the end of the hilt on his stomach.

When preventing the blade from piercing the heavy armor, the reaction force makes the hilt drop from the hand.

"But you shortened the attack distance, you're still an idiot!"

A long sword was retracted in front of him, missing an arm's attack distance.

The steel sword of the Xiong Xue School raised up didn't even make a defensive gesture.

Just slightly adjusted the holding posture of the hilt, and then turned to chop down!
For some reason, ever since the Xiong School held the two swords in his hands, Lan En was particularly fond of the move of Furying Down and Slashing.

The center of gravity circulates in the body, and the wrath and strike in the Xiong School of Swordsmanship will open the body to an exaggerated degree.

It seems that every joint of the entire spine should be used as a power storage unit.

Then, at the fastest point of the sword, the air will be torn apart by the steel!

It was as if that was not a sword, but a whip made of steel!

The sound of "woo woo" made people suddenly feel ominous!
Just like the first dead man, the blade sliced ​​straight between the neck and shoulders of the opponent, opening a huge gap!

But because he didn't even make a block, the cannibal was directly pressed by the blade, and he knelt on the ground with a "bang".

Amidst the sound of bone stubble rubbing against steel, Lan En once again pulled out the sword from the human body.

The cannibal whose entire arm was cut off is now curled up on the ground, clutching his mouth and screaming.His voice was hoarse and his veins were bulging, as if he was about to tear out his vocal cords.

The cannibal, whose neck had been cut just now, was struggling meaninglessly on the ground, rolling and twisting like a severed earthworm.

The originally flat soil and stone ground became messy and slippery under the instinct of the human body's dying struggle.

The fearless, even maddened roars of the cannibals stopped.

Not only did the yelling stop, but the steps that had already been taken also shrank back hesitantly.

Under Lan En's unwavering cat eyes from the beginning to the end, this group of "monsters" who can eat human flesh and skin alive shrink back.

The perpetrator's courage comes from "madness", not "firmness".

That cheap courage is like the dew on the leaves in the morning: when the sun hits it, it disappears.

The bloodshot eyes are fading, and fear spreads among the crowd.

They are "monsters" that eat people, but this time it's the demon hunter who hunts monsters!

"No. This is not right. This is not right!"

This is self-deceiving mumbling.

The number of enemies is "one", even wearing heavy armor, it is impossible to kill three people so cleanly!
No, those three people didn't even touch his coat!It doesn't make any difference to him whether he has heavy armor or not!
how so?How could such a thing happen? !

Most people in this era have never seen the world, and neither can the cannibals.

Just like the frog in the well, he thought that the limit of the world was the one-third of an acre of land in his own eyes.

The first deserter with dilated pupils appeared.

He rushed into the dense forest, not daring to look back even though the sharp branches of the trees lashed at his body.

Fear is contagious.

The remaining three people swallowed their saliva, looked at each other, immediately dropped the weapons in their hands, and ran out in a panic in different directions.

As they fled, Lan picked up a fragment of a fur jacket from the ground and wiped the sword.

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