Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 173: 172 Sword of the Lake Girl

Chapter 173 172. Sword of the Lake Girl

Compared to Lann's swordsmanship, speed and agility, Gregor Clegane is still the weakest in this battle even though he is wearing ultra-thick armor and equipped with a more advantageous sword and shield combination.

Facing the violent blows, he could only hold his sword and shield in front of him, relying on the large area of the weapons and equipment to barely resist!

The clanking sound of steel was accompanied by flying sparks and splinters of wood flying off the large oaken shield.

The people Gregor brought with him were almost sluggish.

Gregor's always-leading strategy is to give full play to his talent for bravery and brutality.

His soldiers were accustomed to the enemy being immediately panicked when their master appeared, and then when Gregor showed his power, no one in the world could help but fear him.

They never expected that Gregor Clegane would be beaten in a skirmish with superior numbers!

The unexpected situation undoubtedly affected the overall combat effectiveness of this group of people.

And Lanns suppression of Gregor is far more than that.

After each chop, the blade of the gorgeous long sword in Lan En's hand will light up with a golden holy light.

At first, people thought that this was just an afterimage of the golden decoration on the sword left during the swing.

But as the brightness of this light becomes larger and larger, the range covering the sword body becomes longer and longer, and no one can deceive themselves anymore.

All the warriors present, regardless of their positions, focused their attention on the long sword wielded by Lan En from time to time during the battle.

They knew that today they not only saw the legendary magic, but also saw the legendary magical weapons!

Lann is nearly half a meter shorter than Gregor!

But on the battlefield now, it looks like a kindergarten kid is suppressing a junior high school student and beating him up!

With every slash, the black iron giant would lean back uncontrollably, and then move back with trembling steps.

Wait and wait and wait!

In the barrel helmet, Gregor's ferocious face became ferocious because his muscles were on the verge of reaching their limit.

Now he is being suppressed continuously, but he still does not give up.

Because from his experience, such a huge and frequent force must be held in a breath, and then slashed wildly.

There should be a beginning! It will always be weak!

And as long as he can hold on to that weak point, he can.

Shua!

Before Gregor could finish the beautiful thoughts in his mind, a golden holy light filled his vision.

It was no longer the light that flashed through the gap between the sword and the shield during the previous block, but the golden light that was no longer blocked and was approaching the door!

At this moment, Gregor felt a light touch on his hand.

My sword and shield are all broken!?

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, after the runes on Alondette's sword were all filled with golden light during the slashing process, the power of the slash was doubled!

Oak shield, steel sword, the weapons Gregor used to block only half of them were left in one encounter!

With what fell to the ground, there was also half of his palm in the iron glove.

Lann looked at his opponent calmly. Not only did he not hold his breath as Gregor expected, but he actually chuckled.

Im waiting for the magic to recharge, what are you waiting for?

Gregor only now realized that half of his hand had been cut off! Immediately he roared half in pain and half in rage.

Ah! Ahhh!

He rushed towards Lan En in a panic.

The tall giant leaned down and grabbed Lan En's skull with his only intact palm. He shouted and squeezed hard, crushing the pretty face's head to burst!

Lan En felt the texture of the big hand and the iron glove on his head. Through the observation slit of the barrel helmet, he could still see Gregor's bloodshot and crazy eyes.

But he behaved very calmly.

Magic MountainHave been fighting against ordinary people for so long that he no longer knows how to face an opponent stronger than himself.

The idea of crushing other people's heads with your bare hands is indeed very intimidating. But there's just one problem.

How dare you come close to me?

Gregor's hand squeezing Lan's head was shaking. That was because he was exerting crazy force. But Lan En just slowly raised his hand, grasped the palm on his head, and then opened it inch by inch.

During this process, let alone gasping for breath, he didn't even show any pain.

Lan once again clarified the gap between himself and ordinary people.

Gregor has innate strength, but apart from agility, he is still far behind Lann in terms of physical recovery speed, bone toughness and strength.

With the further implementation of Lan En's transformation surgery in the future, this gap will become wider and wider.

The strongest Hercules of the Seven Kingdoms, his last strength bursting out in pain and fury, was forcefully broken open by Lan En.

The witcher's left hand gently pressed the barrel helmet that was close to him.

Gregor suddenly felt something bad, and this dangerous feeling even made him wake up in a painful rage.

But its too late.

Lan Ens thin lips moved slightly and uttered a word.

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Suddenly, under the panicked eyes in the helmet.

First the air was distorted by the heat, and then substantial flames poured directly into the helmet's viewing hole!

Ah! Ouch!

A shrill roar resounded through the King's Road in the night. People present could hardly imagine that Gregor Clegane would emit such a high-pitched scream.

The giant in black iron armor struggled frantically at first, trying to break away from the flames. But the hand he sent to Lan En before made him completely unable to move away.

Nearly ten seconds later, the iron tower-like body "popped" and knelt on the ground without any strength.

Now, Lan En is taller than him.

By the time Lan En put away the seal, the barrel helmet made of black iron had even been heated to the point that it was red and shiny.

Let go of the completely unresponsive limb in his hand, and the huge body hits the ground, splashing a burst of **** mud.

Lan En looked around. Wherever his eyes passed, the fighting would stop involuntarily.

Gregor's men relied on the ferocity of their generals to dominate, so they knew better than others that they were facing someone who could burn the Mountain alive. How powerless they are.

Run, run!

Gregor brought more than twenty people to intercept them, but now there are only six or seven who are running away.

Lan En did not pursue him, nor did he allow the two cavalrymen who still had fighting ability to pursue him.

They also suffered a lot of losses. Two of the five cavalrymen died, and one had half his hand chopped off.

Ed killed three people in the foot battle, but he himself was wounded in the arm and was bleeding.

Compared with Lan En's slight respite due to the low period of his magic power, this is the loss of a normal person in a large-scale sword fight.

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