Chapter 1367 1339. Changes in [turbidity current]
When it cos to his future, Crow Hunter is obviously hesitant and confused.
She has been trapped in the hunting night for so long that she has almost forgotten how a normal person should live.
So at this mont, I could only speak vaguely, but with a hint of expectation.
"I need to take a rest." Her tone contained a sense of relaxation as she finally took a breather from a long period of exhaustion. "Have a good rest."
"The deserted Yharnam has no monsters and no inhabitants, which is good."
"Even if my spirit becos tense due to the sudden change in environnt, it won't hurt anyone."
"We'll take so ti off together."
At the end of the sentence, Irene pointed familiarly at the red witch who was still lying on the ground.
After experiencing the nightmare, the demon hunter could probably figure out why the red witch had a vague feeling of being discriminated against in Yharnam.
Because of her outfit, there is no doubt that she was inherited from the good Golden Cup Church in the old Yharnam era.
She is not a clergy mber of the Healing Church. On the contrary, she is a mber of the Good Golden Cup Church who was defeated by the Healing Church in the normal tiline and was regarded as the bane of the destruction of Old Yharnam.
In a normal tiline, without Lan En's rampage, the Healing Church must have successfully concealed all the scandals and truths revealed on the night when old Yharnam was destroyed.
The target of taking the bla is the Good Jinbei Church, which has been selected and built up in the early stage.
As a remnant of the good Golden Cup Church, life must be difficult.
But now that this unprecedented night of hunting has been over, the other twists and turns are all at the level of Xiao Langhua.
The red-robed witch chuckled in a low voice.
The voice sounded gloomy and decayed, as if there was a lump of phlegm stuck in the throat.
But everyone present would no longer judge her by her appearance and voice.
"Sounds good." Lan En nodded, then stretched out his hand towards the crow hunter, "You should also get a resonance bell, so you can chat or sothing."
"You young man." The bird's beak mask tilted at first, and then began to dig out sothing under the wide crow feather cloak. "What do you think of the old hunter's resonating bell?"
While complaining, Irene still handed the bell to Lan En.
By the way, there is also the bow blade I got from Simon.
At this ti, the crow hunter, who was exhausted physically and ntally, almost didn't want to touch any hunting props.
Erin was silent for a mont after giving the thing, but finally raised her hand and reached to the back of her head, which was wearing a beak mask.
After a 'click', she took off her beak mask a little hesitantly, even with a sense of fear of resisting change.
Although it has many wrinkles, it is still a face with beautiful bones. Paired with the calmness and indifference of the Yanan hunter that has penetrated into the bones, it is like an elder with a sense of distance.
The Crow Hunter's beak mask left a lasting impression on her face.
But the traces will eventually disappear.
"It's very beautiful, Erin." Lan En said sincerely, crossing his arms, "If you get more sun, your complexion will look better."
The crow hunter's originally a little uneasy expression relaxed slightly.
"It feels like mockery to call soone beautiful only from your own mouth."
Without the barrier of the mask, the crow hunter sneered and complained.
—
Three days have passed since he killed the Moon God in that dreamland that belonged to the hunter alone.
Nothing major happened during this period, except that at night, those who were still in the city would sotis be frightened by the night and howl like crazy.
But every ti Irene, Maria, and Lan En took a look at it, they could confirm that it was just a common abnormal behavior caused by a ntal breakdown.
‘A very common ntal breakdown’. Just talking about it makes people feel cold.
But even so, compared to what happened to Yanan before, this is indeed just an 'ordinary' thing that does not require attention.
Not everyone in Yanam has the determination, perseverance, or family support to kick their blood addiction.
Most of their family mbers are dead, and the pain in their hearts requires even more 'narcotics' to soothe them.
So a few days later, there were people in Yanan City who started looking for blood collection bottles in the deserted city.
Maybe these guys who are addicted to blood can no longer be considered human beings at all.
Or maybe they just want to find a comfortable way to die for their broken spirits.
During this period, Irene also fell into a trance at night.
At that ti, she suspected that this was another dream, but after being slightly illuminated by the [Light of the Double Sacred Trees] on Lan En's sword, and the [Yaxi Seal] soothed her spirit, she beca much calr. This kind of performance is not beyond the expectations of the demon hunter. After all, even the ntal trauma that ordinary battlefields can cause to people may not heal for a lifeti.
Not to ntion Yanan’s endless hunting night.
Just ti and rest, and maybe the kind and beautiful power of the elves in the world of Alda? It is possible to heal this trauma.
If things still don't get better, Lann thinks he can go to the world of Arda to talk to Elrond and see if he can let Eileen rest for a while in Rivendell.
Elrond, who wished to be hospitable, would not refuse.
The young demon hunter thought as he watched the knife wound on his wrist heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the ground was a basin of dirty, dark blood mixed with dust and pharmaceutical waste.
As of today, just as Lan En and ntos calculated, all the blood in his body has been replaced.
High-energy blood with strong flow rate and rich nutrition fills Lan En's body, from the superficial subcutaneous layer to the muscles, internal organs, and brain.
"Huh~" Lan En simply breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly made a fist.
The plump and beautiful muscles on his arms began to swell with blood, and eventually the buckles of the arm armor worn close to his body were stretched to the point where they made a 'clack-clack' sound.
It seed that the next mont he would collapse and fly out because he could not bear the surging and violent power!
The feeling of strength that filled his body again made Lan En feel comfortable and at ease.
The broad, huge, black-and-white giant sword was leaning quietly against the wooden cabinet behind Lan En.
This is Yousefka's clinic. Since that night, Lan En, Maria, and Adeline have helped Dr. Yousefka clean up in the past few days.
There is basically no difference from the previous clinic except that [blood therapy] is no longer perford.
Lan En stood up from the basin filled with discarded blood. After briefly stretching his muscles, he held the hilt of the [Turbid Current: Mie] leaning against it with one hand.
The thick solid hilt is wrapped in Nergigante leather strips, giving it a comfortable feel.
"Woo~"
An object of huge mass and volu, in this clinic room, was only slightly lifted by Lan En with one hand, and it stirred the air and made it whimper.
Lan En's palm rubbed against the broad sword surface, and the rough leather surface of the glove rubbed against the steel, making a pleasant and solid sound.
He stared at the sword with deeper eyes than before.
Suddenly there was a "pop" sound, and a spark suddenly exploded on the dark sword surface, making a explosive sound.
It was just a montary spark, but the whole room suddenly felt warr!
And the room also began to have a unique sll that cos from the wooden floors and furniture that have been baked in the sun for a long ti.
"So progress."
Lan En narrowed his eyes and comnted.
The body of [Turbid Current·Destruction] is basically a sword-shaped Nergigante, which needs to 'eat' high-quality food rich in nutrients to grow and strengthen.
Its bone-white blade is equivalent to the thorns of the Nergigante.
Although Lan En had completely tad the sword's ferocious nature when he faced the Moon God before and forcibly ordered it not to eat it, it did not dare to eat it.
But this sword was indeed 'uneaten', but it still grew to a certain extent after killing and burning the Moon God.
This is not growth from the Nergigante's appetite.
Lan En felt that it was more like [Combat Skill·Remaining Fire] because it burned the Moon God, so the fla beca even more indescribable.
Even Lan En only noticed this after he ca away from the intense battle and rested for a day.
[Remaining Fire], that is the slight remnant of the fire kings of the past generations of the Fla World, who allowed themselves to be burned as fuel in order to maintain the [Initial Fla] fire that kept the world stable.
It is not sothing as great as the [Initial Fla]. It does not burn the chaotic world and build a stable force.
It is just the residue after the burning of that power.
But even so, Lan En rarely saw the ti when [Yu Huo] failed to work.
He doesn't need it, but once he activates [Combat Skill: Aftermath], the flas can basically burn everything he wants to kill.
Even the body of an ancient **** trapped in the material world, even in a dream.
It can all burn.
But after burning the body of the Moon God this ti, and perhaps the essence of the ancient **** trapped in that body, Lan En sohow felt that the [remaining fire] had beco deeper and deeper.
Also getting more and more ancient.
Reviews
All reviews (0)