Chapter 388 387. [Spiritual Vision] Improvent
This monster was killed quickly.
When Lan En's legs were entangled with vortex-like airflow, and he stopped from a rapid sprint without any hesitation, this huge monster had already been 'taken care of' by three gasoline bottles.
This is the first ti [Acceleration] has been used after Lan En obtained the leg bone of the old hunter.
With this technology, when making short bursts of movent such as dodging, ergency stopping, etc., the user's speed will be greatly increased, even as fast as a wisp of smoke in the eyes of onlookers!
Furthermore, the normal movent speed will also be slightly increased, probably turning "walking" into "jogging".
Henrik added a Molotov cocktail to the giant monster, turning it into a large, screaming torch.
That mournful roar possesses substantial lethality despite its huge size.
The roaring air waves directly shattered the wooden carriage of a four-wheeled carriage next to it.
Judging from the penetrating power of sound waves, if an ordinary person stood within the range of the roar, he would probably have suffered extensive internal bleeding after the roar ended.
However, Lan En's [Quen's Seal] can even resist the sound waves, and Henryk relied on his rich experience to dodge away neatly before the roar ca.
This huge monster's fear of fire seems to be not only due to the thick growth of hair all over its body, but also a kind of resistance similar to a psychological shadow.
Before it was doused with gasoline and even before sparks were seen, it had already raised its hands in front of its face in a cowering posture.
After it really burned, except for the opening roar, Lan even felt a little miserable listening to it.
But Henryk, as the initiator of the hunt, did not hesitate at all at this ti.
He perfectly expresses the posture of the Yharnam hunters when hunting.
Skillful, precise, and ruthless.
In the battle with this obviously related monster, Henryk's saw blade did not hesitate at all.
Serrated blade back, smooth blade, deford chop that switches between each other and superimposes chanical force
He gave this monster a lot of blood!
Lan En looked strangely at the side.
Henrik had obviously never dealt with this kind of monster. When he was avoiding the monster's roar, he obviously reacted suddenly.
But when he entered the lee stage, the monster raised his hand and he could easily hide out of the attack range.
Finally, Henryk used the serrations on the back of the at saw to tear off large pieces of muscle fiber on the monster's legs, forcing it to kneel on the bridge.
Lann's great sword of turbid current cut off the huge, deford wolf head with antlers from the back of its neck.
The skinny and huge body first twitched and then beca limp.
Henrik poured two more gasoline bottles on the embers before it was subrged in blood.
In the raging flas, the monster's body was slowly disappearing.
Lan and Henrik looked at the fire together quietly.
"your friend?"
Lan En, who took back the great sword of Zhuoliu, asked calmly without turning his head.
The old hunter is very familiar with the opponent's body movents. What he is not familiar with is the morbid changes caused by lycanthropy. This is not the level of familiarity that a re 'unusual' relationship can have.
Henric, like him, did not take his eyes away from the firelight.
.Well, I have been an old friend for decades.
We all rushed out of the fire that swept through Old Yharnam. He was originally a church hunter, but after that ti he beca afraid of fire, and finally beca an ordinary clergyman.
No hunter can be afraid of fire, right?
The last sentence, Henrik's voice was soft as if he was talking in his sleep.
Lan En did not speak, he just watched silently as Henryk picked up a dim sword-shaped badge from the ashes and put it on his body.
That should be his friends hunter badge.
Lets go, the road to Byron Weiss is not easy.
Henric turned around and left without any nostalgia after picking up the badge. Lan En looked at the pile of ashes, as well as the broken carriage team, the remains of people and horses around the ashes, sighed and followed Henrik.
This is the night of endless hunting.
The journey from Yharnan to Byronveth requires passing through a section of woodland called the Forbidden Forest.
The gate that the crow hunter Eileen said was 'sealed by Master William's servants' is the separation between Yharnam City and the Forbidden Forest.
Henryk took Lan En there and walked there. When he reached the tal gate embedded in the mountain, Henryk naturally crossed his arms and stepped aside.
Hinted to Lan En to co up.
Master William's servants will only open the door after receiving the correct password. This is no secret among older hunters.
Even though the servant was crazy, he was still fascinated by his master's wisdom and obeyed his advice.
Lan En walked to the door quietly, making sure that the sound of his footsteps would not be louder than that of a Yanan dog.
But the person inside the door seed very sure that soone was coming, and there was a hoarse voice that sounded like sandpaper rubbing against each other.
Password.
Fear the blood of the ancient gods.
Although he was surprised, Lan En simply read out the motto he got.
The door embedded in the mountain opened with a creaking sound.
But what appeared in front of Lan En and Henryk was a corpse sitting on a chair, with the body weathered into a skeleton.
There is no one else.
Henrik next to him straightened his body in surprise, and he stood up directly while leaning against the wall with his chest crossed.
Lan En withdrew his gaze without any trace.
It seems that even in Yanan, there is no chanism that operates based on voice.
No one has ever seen an access control system that relies on dead people to run it.
Under this strange situation that even the old hunter was stunned for a while, Lan walked forward very naturally and approached the body sitting on the chair.
Yarnan hunters are certainly very professional when it cos to handling wild beasts.
But when the demon hunter deals with various curses and demon spirits, the weird things are even more powerful than this.
He has been dead for at least ten years.
Lan played with the body a little and made a rough judgnt based on the degree of decay and dryness of the flesh and clothing.
This corpse was wearing a double-breasted suit coat. The clothes that should have been straight seed bloated and empty due to the dryness of the corpse.
On his head is a top hat.
This chair doesnt even have armrests on either side. It would be extrely uncomfortable for ordinary people to sleep on it, and most likely it would slip off halfway.
But this corpse showed no trace of struggle or resistance, and died naturally and peacefully on this chair.
It seems that until the last mont of his life, he was still checking passwords and guarding the door according to the owner's requirents.
The legend among old hunters is that the gatekeeper is so obsessed with his master that he can destroy a door just for the master's command!
At the mont he realized this, the magical new senses in Lan En's mind seed to be stimulated by solving mysteries or witnessing novel things.
After the montary distortion of his vision, Lan En only felt that his [spiritual vision] beca deeper and deeper?
Lan En was a little unsure about this feeling.
Spiritual VisionDifferent from the real energy system such as Chaos Magic, its growth does not reflect the feeling of "huge and grand".
This is a change in the way of looking at the world.
In any case, Lan En feels that he can see more things with [Spirit Vision] now.
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