Chapter 1363 1335. Dawn
Arondette's blade was inserted in the middle of Moon God's weird face like a deformed mask.
That pure and gentle, even somewhat illusory, seemingly non-existent glimmer of light made a continuous burning sound in His body.
It was as if it was going to burn the body of this superior person completely into charcoal before it would stop.
Lan En also really wanted to roast Him into charcoal.
The young demon hunter's body is still shining with the light red flame of fighting spirit emitted by [Power Liberation·Ultimate Intent].
[Smaug] The essence of the Mist Nest Master Terror Tyrannosaurus in the armor stimulated his body just like the monster's self-abuse appetite when it was still alive.
The muscles all over his body were so tense that they showed band-like bulges and lines under his skin.
In addition, a layer of golden chaos magic shield fits Lan En's body in a completely close-fitting basic form.
On the one hand, [Quen's Seal] can indeed be used as a layer of insurance against huge impacts.
On the other hand, with this layer of chaos magic shield, no matter whether it is dirt or blood drops and minced meat splashed from the ancient god's broken body, there is no chance to really touch Lan En's body.
Although the final confrontation was abrupt, it was the end of Lan En and Luna's efforts.
But the young demon hunter was still fully prepared before taking action.
It is not consistent with the objective topography of Yanan. A large sea of flowers located on a certain solitary peak was more than half shattered by the last burst of the moon god.
Fortunately, in the end, Lan En's position was basically clearly on one side.
Whether it's inducement or a clear sign, as long as the Moon God still wants to take action in the end, he will definitely not be able to waste his energy on the area on the other side of the sea of flowers.
This made the alchemy leather bag that Lan En had thrown on the ground just now without the energy to take care of it, as well as the [Turbid Current·Destruction] with a sword hilt and a one-meter-long sword protruding from the mouth of the leather bag. Whatever the impact, it still stayed in place.
But it seems that it is also because the Moon God is dead, so the sea of flowers in this dream is no longer the same as it was a few minutes ago, always inexplicably returning to its original appearance.
Lan En walked over and put the breastplate on the ground into the alchemical leather bag.
The alchemy leather bag was hung on the back of the waist again, and he was holding the handle of the burning ferocious sword, dragging the blade on the ground, and walked towards the body of the Moon God.
With his current body, even if the [Strength Release·Ultimate Intention] on [Smaug]'s armor is turned on, he cannot lift the sword as easily as in the normal state.
Like steel cracking, the crack reveals a sword with hot magma inside. The sword blade dragged on the ground, burning a line in the sea of flowers along with Lan En's footsteps.
Standing on the side of Luna's motionless body.
Lan En's chest heaved violently.
But he still gritted his teeth with a cold face, and the muscles and veins on his arms popped out! Raise [Turbid Current·Destruction] high above your head!
The dark sword body, the gleaming white blade, the ferocious cracks all over the sword, and the broken sea of flowers, looked like a huge and broken tombstone under the bright moon again.
And then "Bang!!!"
[turbid current·annihilation] The distinctive slashing sound, or impact sound, burst out!
This time it was not Lan En who was hammering the surface of the sword, but the cold blade, which really cut into the neck of the Moon God's corpse from the side!
Thick plasma erupted from Luna's skeleton-like neck, but it did not touch Lan En's body at all.
The demon hunter staggered and took two steps back. The huge and heavy sword blade was stuck on the bone. The gray-white exterminator skin wrapped around the sword hilt was floating slightly in the air.
Floating together with the white petals stirred up by the wind pressure of the sword.
The flame burned quietly, spreading on the body of the Moon God.
I don’t know if there is any connection. After the body of the Moon God began to burn, the entire sea of flowers, as well as the building outside the sea of flowers that was the hunter’s dream, suddenly began to appear with unknown origin. flame.
Lan En did not put away his sword until the Moon God's entire body was completely enveloped by [Remaining Fire].
He walked with heavy steps to the unconscious Maria, his weak legs suddenly softened, and he knelt down. The effect of [Power Liberation·Ultimate Intent] has passed.
An even stronger feeling of fatigue was invading Lan En's muscles from deep inside.
After having to adjust his breathing and regain his strength, Lan En's broad arms held the Yharnam huntress in his arms and stood up.
Maria, who was curled up due to coma, now looked weak and petite in front of Lan En's broad chest.
The battle just now did not affect this place.
Germann's wheelchair was even sitting quietly not far away.
There was another gentle sound of footsteps, stepping on the flowers that were not yet burning.
Lan En did not look back because he knew who the owner of the footsteps was.
The doll based on Maria, in the sea of burning flowers, she still looks like she is walking in an ordinary yard.
The two hands with ball-jointed joints folded on the lower abdomen, walked calmly behind Lan En, and pushed the wheelchair left by Geman with a creaking sound.
It seemed that she wanted to push the wheelchair from the sea of flowers to the small courtyard where the hunter's workshop was located.
The wheelchair and footsteps trampled the flowers, and the footsteps were so gentle that it seemed that the burning sea of flowers and buildings could not be seen, but more like a normal walk.
“Aren’t you going to run away?” Lan En hugged Maria and turned his head slightly to ask. "I'm afraid this flame will burn out everything. Even dreams."
The puppet stopped, its inorganic face and eyes turned to the young demon hunter.
"I'm just a doll." She said calmly, looking down at the empty wheelchair. "The doll in the dream. This dream is where I live. From beginning to end." "I'm sorry, but I have to do this." Lan En whispered.
Just like his words, his tone was apologetic, but more determined.
“Are you apologizing to me?” The doll Maria tilted her head, her carved face still expressionless, “This is the first time a hunter has apologized to me.”
As he spoke, the doll suddenly looked at Maria, who was unconscious in Lan En's arms.
"She is my prototype." The doll said calmly, "But I have no impression of her."
"Have you two met?"
Lan asked, remembering what Maria said to Gehrman before joining the battle.
There is no doubt that when crossing the space gap left by herself, Maria saw a doll based on herself.
"She didn't say anything, just..." the doll said with downcast eyes, "The look in my eyes seemed a little pitiful."
"." Lan En opened his mouth. , but in the end he could only sigh and say, "I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize to me."
The doll raised its face slightly, and from her angle, she could just see the burning chapel spire in the hunter's workshop yard.
"This is good, good enough. I think I can have a long, long sleep."
The wheelchair creaked and rolled, and there was a gentle rolling sound. The sound of footsteps trampling flowers sounded again.
The voice of the doll is as light as a dream.
“It’s time to wake up, good hunter.”
"May you find your own value in the sober world."
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In the deep and dark alley, a blue dagger blade suddenly poked out of the air. , as if pierced from the other side of the world to this side.
The blade of the knife is pulled down to create an opening in the space that is large enough for a human body to pass through.
Immediately afterwards, a tall young man holding a female hunter staggered out from the incision.
With a "bang" sound, Lan En, who raised his leg, lost his strength, or in other words, he no longer had the strength to control his inertia.
After he walked out, he staggered a few steps until his shoulder hit the wall of the alley with a muffled sound, and then he stopped and stood firm.
Although the huntress in her arms was not hit, she still frowned due to the impact, her eyelids trembled, and she seemed to be about to wake up.
The eyelids that were closed tightly as if in a nightmare first trembled, and then suddenly opened, revealing the blood-red pupils inside.
With a 'crash', the skilled huntress jumped down immediately, her gorgeous one-shoulder cloak shaking.
The "click" sound was accompanied by sparks exploding as the transforming weapon activated the mechanism.
The [Falling Leaf] sword that rejoined struck straight towards Lan En's neck.
But at the last moment, the knife wielder's arm suddenly retracted a lot, causing the dull blade to slash from Lan En's neck to the wall of the alley. .
"Is it you? What am I? You again?"
Maria's confused but forcibly calm voice sounded tentatively.
Although the alley is dark and dark, the hunters of Yanan have long been accustomed to fighting in this kind of place.
Maria seemed to have just woken up. She touched her neck where Lan En had hit her, and saw the Witcher who had no breastplate on his upper body and was completely weak.
Turning around and looking around, there was no doll that looked exactly like him, no hunter's workshop chapel, no quiet sea of white flowers. It seemed that the previous fight to the death with the teacher he no longer recognized was just a fight. A fantasy dream.
No.
Thinking of this, Maria's three-cornered hat swayed from side to side.
Germann finally told her to ‘run quickly’. What did that mean?
Thinking of this, the memory of being knocked unconscious later was easily sorted out by Maria.
Maria easily thought that the only person who could knock her out from behind at that time was Lan En.
She was not as angry or unacceptable as ordinary people after being knocked unconscious and finding the person who did it.
In Yanan, there are some things that it is best not to even look at.
Although she had trusted her teacher and the Healing Church before, she had already experienced so much after her trust was broken, and she was familiar with this situation.
So for Lan En, she is at best waiting for a simple, even vague explanation.
Unfortunately, before she even had time to say this explanation, Maria saw Lan En slide feebly from the wall and sit on the ground.
She stepped forward to ask in detail, but Lan En just lowered his head and smiled as if he was almost comatose and unconscious.
Maria was helpless.
She could only hope that in this place, she could find similarities in her 'distant' memories, and then go to Orton Chapel to call for help.
However, just as the blood noble took the first step out from the entrance of the dark and dark alley, she suddenly froze.
Because, a ray of cold yet real dawn sunlight was casting a shadow from the brim of her tricorn hat!
(End of this chapter)