Chapter 342 341. Fire
Hunting Night Lan En now has a real understanding of this word.
Hunting Night.
This is a massacre allowed by the system, the law, and secular and religious morality!
In Yharnam, people need hunting night!
Lan En used the base of the blade of the Lake Lady's Sword to lightly knock away a rusty saber that was thrust towards him. Under the sparks of metal collision, he laid the blade sideways and stepped forward.
The body carried the blade and slashed directly in front of the monster in front of him. The blade cut through the monster's thick black hair and cut into the flesh and bones.
After completing this step forward, On the neck of the lycanthropic patient, only a little flesh on the back of the neck is still connected.
For a patient whose transformation into a beast is not too severe,
Lan En habitually swings the blade to the side to clear away the stinking blood remaining on the blade.
Fires are breaking out all around.
One of the characteristics of lycanthropic patients is the growth of thick, hard coarse hair. When people want to deal with them with that kind of hair, their first reaction is to use fire.
This strategy is indeed good. The hair of lycanthropic patients is indeed flammable, and they are indeed afraid of fire.
But there is a bad thing.
When the weakness of lycanthropic patients becomes known to everyone, it is difficult for the residents of this town not to stock up on kerosene and torches. class stuff.
sense of security.
When humans even have a sense of security in their lives that is in jeopardy, it is not surprising that they will do anything.
Some residents have piled barrels of explosives into their homes, as if dying in an explosion is much easier to accept than dying in the claws of a lycanthropic patient.
Some residents carry gasoline bottles with them at all times and stare at everyone vigilantly as they walk on the road, as if they are ready to light them on fire and throw them out at any time.
These flammable and dangerous goods are as common as matches in Yanan.
So hunting night is always accompanied by explosions and fires.
Even though the hunters have worked very hard to preserve as many buildings as possible, the use rate of hunters' cold weapons is much higher than that of hot weapons.
But the residents’ inventory always brings them some surprises.
The source of this fire is Lan En’s [Igni Seal].
Outlanders don’t understand Yanan.
When clearing out several groups of lycanthropic patients, their hair made the outsiders subconsciously think of using fire to deal with them.
So the ring of fire spread out from the fingerprints, and I don’t know which fuse was lit.
The moment the contents of the gasoline bottle exploded, the smell of gasoline emerged from the cover of the stinking blood and entered Lan En's nasal cavity.
With a "boom", a medium-sized fireball exploded in the room.
Gascoigne and Henrik squatted down in an instant with great experience, and the shawls originally used to isolate the blood were lifted up to cover their heads and faces.
After the first and strongest heat wave, the wooden structure of the house was ignited, and the building materials were burned into billows of black smoke.
Not only is it attractive to the eye, it also blocks the line of sight.
So the three people who originally cooperated to eliminate the monsters were forced to separate under Lan En's subconscious action.
The animalistic roars of the patients came from the thick smoke, as well as the 'click' sound of weapons deforming and the sound of metal cutting into bones
"Gascoigne! Henrik! You guys Are you okay?”
Lan En put a [Quen's Seal] on himself to isolate the heat and poisonous smoke. He quickly dealt with the four patients on his side, and then hurriedly asked loudly.
Gascoigne's voice came from outside.
"We have come out, do you need help?"
"No, I will be out soon." Lan En replied and breathed a sigh of relief.
He was worried just now that because of his carelessness, the two hunters would get into trouble or even endanger their lives.
But now it seems that the hunters' ability to survive is much stronger than he thought.
Mentos easily constructed a topographic map of the entire building based on the memory before the fire, so that Lan En would not be lost even if he was obscured by thick smoke.
As soon as he went out fanning the smoke, he saw two hunters waiting at the door.
They looked very calm, and fire seemed to be a common thing for them.
As soon as Lan En went out, he walked towards them with a serious face. "Sorry, Henrik Gascoigne. It's my fault, I didn't expect it. Anyway, I'm sorry."
The young man really thought that his mistake would hurt others.
But Gascoigne and Henrik didn't seem to care. They just took off their hats and fanned in front of their noses to drive away the black smoke.
"I never thought that someone would put a chain of Molotov cocktails in their home that would explode just by lighting them, right?"
Gascoigne said indifferently.
"So, if a foreigner wants to become a qualified hunter, even if he has skills, he has to adapt for a while. Because you don't understand Yanan."
Henryk on the side, although his old voice was full of Ridiculing, but not condemning Lan En.
“Because foreigners don’t understand Yanan, their arrogant and ignorant actions have led to tragic consequences. After tonight, this is another joke that can make Yanan happy for a while.”
Lan En He spread his hands helplessly: "Do the locals in Yanan like this kind of joke? They are really scary."
Gascoigne, who married a local, nodded first and said with emotion: "Who says it's not the case? ?”
The fire was just a minor episode in the night of hunting.
The purge will continue.
The closer you get to a densely populated area, that is, the central city, the more mess, bloodstains, and corpses there are on the streets.
Among them are alienated monsters, hunters in coats, and civilians whose lives were frozen in a moment of terror.
Monsters will not just wander around the streets obediently, they will want to break into residents' houses and drag out the people inside to rip out their hearts and livers.
Hunters don't just fight monsters on the street, they will judge whether the residents inside are still awake based on a warning light at the door of the resident.
If the gasping and grunting sounds of wild beasts come from inside the door, they will break in directly and drag out the beast-turned residents, hack them to death, and burn them to death.
It seems that because of the narrow streets and complex terrain of Yharnam City, the hunters' combat style tends to be individual or small.
Lan and En have met other hunters, but they have never seen a team of more than four people.
This three-person group can be said to be eye-catching.
On the road, a luxurious four-wheeled carriage rolled over on its side. The horse pulling the carriage lay in front, its belly had been hollowed out, and its white ribs were exposed in the air.
Two noblely dressed corpses hung out from the window of the carriage, one large and one small, a woman and a little girl. The broken spikes of the wooden carriage pierced both of them.
The blood of both of them had gathered into a large pool on the ground.
Lan En glanced at it as he passed by. The most conspicuous hole in the carriage was broken from the inside.
The solid wooden carriage was not strong enough to block the thing, and the front end of the entire carriage was almost shattered.
This force is at least two to three tons. Judging from the size of the hole, the size is already close to three meters.
Henric also noticed the overturned carriage on the street, and his eyes wrinkled with only a slit showing.
"This method is used by patients with severe lycanthropy, but how could someone drive a person who has turned into a lycanthrope to such an extent? Suicide?"
Henryk was one of the three Gascoigne, the most experienced old hunter among them, was also half a local. After hearing this, he also lowered his head and used a method that Lan En didn't know to check.
“Is this wrong?”
Lan En asked cautiously. After the unintentional arson just now, he knew how abnormal this city was, so he was more cautious.
Henric was now squatting in front of the breach in the carriage, observing carefully.
"There is a process of lycanthropy, at least in my knowledge. Like this kind of lycanthropy patient."
As the old hunter spoke, he gestured with the carriage with his hands. The size of the upper breach.
"Before its disease enters this stage, it should be almost the same as the first monster you killed. How could anyone ride in the same car with that kind of patient? This is Ya Nan, even the relatives of the patient know that there is no way to save him if he turns into a beast, and he should not do unnecessary things.”
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