Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 924 906. Kill the soul

If Othroais was still standing on two feet as before, Lan En's current height would only be directly facing his chest.

 But he has abandoned the human way of standing and turned into a dragon on all fours.

 So Lan En’s current height is equivalent to the top of his head.

Osroais even waved his claws twice more in the frenzy before suddenly realizing that his target had disappeared from his eyes.

 But by this time, even if he reacted, it was already too late.

With a 'click' sound, the mechanical transmission and the hook holding the power point above the palace were loosened.

Hung and shaking in mid-air, the witcher retracted the hook into the projector on his arm armor.

And as he bent his body backward, it was as if he was turning that strong body into a bow with its strings fully drawn, a dark, deep, huge and sturdy sword! It was also pulled out from the alchemy leather bag on his lower back!

 The aura of violence and wildness spread throughout the palace with the appearance of the giant sword.

 “Boom!”

Light red fighting energy suddenly exploded on the body and the giant sword, making a sound like a flame exploding.

 “Ouch!”

Osroais' slender neck suddenly tightened uncontrollably, and the severe pain made him scream and roar.

 A "crack" sound.

The bone-white blade and the dark body of the sword were cut diagonally from Osloais' shoulder to the ribs on the other side, and the blade separated from the White Dragon Demon King's body.

 Amidst the scraping sound of armor leather as Lan En tensed his arm muscles, he was firmly controlled by him again.

While he was leaning down, a distant and shrill roar still erupted from his mouth.

Thick blood should have spurted out from the ferocious huge gap, but before it could spurt out, it had already been 'eaten up' by this gluttonous sword.

One hand of Lan En controlled the hilt of the sword, and the arm of the other hand slammed down on his giant sword!

 He ​​only used the strength of his two arms to forcefully control [turbid current and destruction] into a thrusting forward posture.

 The unprecedented injuries and pain caused Bailong to shake uncontrollably, twitch his long neck, and scream in agony.

The Valyrian steel arm armor pressed down on the blade, and at the same time, the other end of the blade also sunk deeper into Osroais' body!

 Causing Bailong to scream even more manically.

Facing the deformed dragon head not far from him that kept baring its teeth and biting it, Lan En's approach was more direct.

Accompanied by the sound of blood being crushed and torn apart, and the sound of bones being broken, the huge sword, as wide as Lan En's chest, completely cut into Ocelot's body. In Ace's body!

 And the blade of the sword is still stuck inside, stuck inside. The body tissue belonging to the Nergigante began to greedily devour the nutrients it came into contact with, and released [dragon energy] like black mist and red lightning.

At this time, Lan En also let go of the [Turbid Current·Destruction] that penetrated the white dragon and was nailed to the wall.

 With its other hand, it has already pulled out the Sword of the Lake Girl from the scabbard on its waist.

Before it was over, the arm that smashed towards the giant sword blade made a seal with great smoothness after smashing it.

 But the pain is almost over.

 “Boom!”

The front end of the giant sword was slashed into the white dragon's body, while Lan En was holding the hilt of the sword. Osrois's deformed dragon head kept trying to stretch forward, trying to bite the person who hurt him.

The giant sword with a bone-white blade and a deep black body slashed into the shoulder of the strange white dragon from the sky.

　　When the body hit the wall backwards, the slender neck was already hanging down softly, and the deformed dragon head was dangling feebly.

 The impact of the seal is also concentrated on the sword blade.

He wanted to use his claws to pull the giant sword that had cut into his shoulder and entered his chest.

　　【Great Sword·Air Blade Stab】!

Originally, it was a technique used by hunters in the New World, but now it is not impossible to use it on super-sized giant swords!

 Only a few sparse drops on the edge were left, slipping out of the wound.

It's just that there was a huge gap running from left to right on the deformed body, and bone stubble and internal organs could be seen from inside!

White Dragon's huge body had to be pulled over in pain as the blade turned.

 At this time, Osroais was completely unable to resist due to heavy injuries.

 The long and distinctive sound exploded!

It was as solemn and solemn as the sound of a church bell ringing, but it was just the sound of an extremely broad sword blade, crushing and tearing apart the skin and flesh of the scaleless white dragon, and crashing into the bones and body.

As Lan En fell, the fighting spirit wrapped around his body pulled out light red traces like light particles in the air.

 After the implantation of the [Song Gland], Lan En’s redeveloped bones and muscles can hold on!

 “Pfft!”

 But Lan En and Mentos already knew enough about his body structure.

 “Bang!!”

 A layer of active fighting spirit flames covered it, leaving a thin and sharp blade trajectory in mid-air.

 The light red fighting spirit flame exploded again!

 “[Alder]! Bang!”

 “Ouch!”

[Turbid Current·Destruction] was originally stuck between Osloais' shoulder and chest, but two additional waves of impact exploded, causing the blade that had stopped due to obstacles to move again. !

The sound of 'stabbing' of tearing flesh and blood, and the sound of 'clicking' of broken bones were heard again.

 He took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the deformed dragon head that was unable to swing, and pulled it towards his arms.

 Just holding the sword hilt of [turbid current·annihilation] was slightly awkward, and under the pain, Osroais couldn't lift his arm at all.

Following the gap just made, the giant sword with a total length of three and a half meters was like a lance, nailing the crooked scaleless white dragon all the way to the wall!

　　The huge sword blade that had just cut a gap across the white dragon's body jumped out.

 Execution!

 There was a "pop" sound!

 The long knife penetrates upward from the lower jaw of the deformed dragon head, and the tip of the knife is exposed from the forehead.

 Be crisp and clear, without any hesitation or hesitation.

Hakulong's body, which was still a little twitching and unresponsive, suddenly froze.

 But immediately, Lan En's expression changed, and he didn't even have time to draw away the Lake Lady's Sword. [Acceleration Technique] immediately made him jump back more than three meters.

Almost as soon as Lan En left, a white mist emitted from the deformed mouth of the scaleless white dragon.

It seemed that the fog had already reached his throat, but it was only due to Lan En's crisp and sharp technique that it overflowed because his body had completely lost its life now. The white mist is neither cold nor corrosive.

 Just after it appeared, many crystal clusters started to grow.

If you abandon the scaleless and deformed body of Bailong, it still looks like a quiet and pure beauty.

But Lan En’s pupils, which had shrunk to slits, had not returned to their original shape until he stood three meters away.

Just now, when the white mist appeared from Osloais's mouth, his spirit suddenly became tense.

 I have never felt so tense before, even when facing the Golden Lion.

just like.

That pure crystal is simply like ‘pure death’.

 “Instant death spell? Death curse?”

Lan En murmured in confusion.

The spells Osroais mastered were all too advanced. Even if he became a demented beast, the white dragon body obtained from the dragon transformation experiment still left these powerful spell abilities in his instinct.

If Lan En hadn't controlled the battle rhythm so tightly just now, allowing him to spit out this mouthful of crystallized white mist, the consequences would have been unpredictable.

 Fortunately, these crystals that made Lan En's heart palpitate did not last long.

They soon split apart, shattered and disappeared on their own amidst a crackling sound.

Until all the crystals disappeared, Lan En carefully stepped forward and pulled out his Sword of the Lake Lady from Osroais' jaw.

 There was a "stab" sound, and the process of drawing out the sword brought out a **** arrow.

And this Holy King of Lothric, the God of Fire who has been in charge of the fire ceremony that maintains the world for more than ten thousand years, also completely disappeared in the form of a deformed white dragon.

 After using [Spiritual Vision] to confirm that there was no more crystallized power left on the sword, Lan En put away the Sword of the Lake Lady.

 And 【turbid current·annihilation】. This sword ate too hard into Osroais's body.

Even after his death, the part of his body that was stabbed by the giant sword was still twitching involuntarily, as if there was a gluttonous monster chewing and gnawing inside the corpse.

 Lan En pulled out [turbid current·annihilation].

 It was very full of food, and Osroais's body seemed to be well nourished.

So much so that the originally neat and straight blade of the sword turned out to be slightly irregular and ferociously bulging. Just like the thorns growing on the body of the extermination dragon.

However, the shape of the giant sword has been carefully designed by the blacksmith, and adding these ferocious thorns is just superfluous.

 Lan is going to find time to polish off these things, which can be regarded as giving the materials to Berengar's ancient dragon.

A bright blue object like a flame swayed on the corpse of the scaleless white dragon of Osroais.

 Lan went over and picked it up.

 Perhaps this is the soul of the strong man in this world?

The witcher held this small flame in his hand and thought in his heart.

 The soul of this world was only created after the First Fire appeared, and the more powerful the individual, the larger the soul.

Othroais should have been one of the strongest people in the world, and his soul must have been very huge.

It's a pity that for the dragon transformation experiment, this is all that was left of his soul.

This soul also reflects the decline of his power.

“He gave up his strength and everything for a chance to survive in a fireless world.”

Lan En held the flame that symbolized the soul in his hand and put it in his bag.

 Lann can also understand Osroais's choice.

 The power accumulated from the age of fire is meaningless in the age without fire, no matter how powerful it is, it is meaningless.

 Because they cannot adapt to the environment, they will eventually die.

As long as you can survive, you will have the opportunity to accumulate strength again.

 But Osroais was crazy. He didn't even conduct experimental verification, or he didn't have time to do it, so he spread his crude dragon transformation research to Lothric.

It has become like this where there are not even a few living people to be found in the whole city.

 “Meow?! Boss!”

Elu Cat's screams came from the side.

 In its arms, a baby exactly like the one in Lan En's [Spiritual Vision] appeared.

Elu Cat was helpless, holding the baby in its arms, and approached Lan En's little short legs, which were swinging upside down.

To be honest, this baby is about the size of a flannel ball.

When he was in the invisible state just now, it seemed that the flannel ball couldn't see him, so his weight and size couldn't be borne by El Cat. The flannel ball can easily hold him and move him.

Now that the flannel ball could see him, he could only struggle to hold it up on his head and run towards Lan En.

Lane observed the baby, Ocelot, the youngest prince of the Kingdom of Lothric.

 The color of his skin is abnormal all over his body, almost like a demon king. Moreover, the fingers on the palm are as thin as a scaleless white dragon.

 Obviously, the crazy Oceroes was the first to give this 'gift' to his children after he experimented with dragon transformation.

Although Ocelot is a baby, he is also a baby of the gods.

He was hurt by the dragon transformation experiment and instinctively hid himself from the 'sight'.

 And now, is it because Othroais is dead? So show up.

Lan En held the baby in his arms, frowning and guessing.

 But why did he reach out to me just now?

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