Chapter 619 621. Total Destruction
But in the end, Darkley's dry throat rolled up and down, and then he tightened his grip on his long sword.
Maybe it’s because he knows that he can’t escape the witcher’s pursuit, or maybe it’s because he firmly believes that ‘Lan En is bluffing and wants to scare him away’.
These reasons are not important anymore.
In short, Darkley's eyes were red, he picked up his enchanted sword, and slowly approached Lan En.
"Ah." Lan En withdrew his extended left hand and tilted his head.
“You still chose a path that makes me feel easy.”
This is a bluff!
Dakley kept emphasizing this to himself in his heart.
I saw through him! See it through!
Now that you have chosen to take action, you must give yourself confidence and courage, even if it is false.
That’s why many warriors use symbolic rituals such as war cries, tattoos, and totems.
Because mentality can greatly affect people's physical fitness, technology, and tactical thinking. A good mentality is of course much better than a negative mentality.
Big beads of sweat were already rolling down Darkley's forehead, but even if they fell into his eyeballs, he didn't dare to blink at all under the heart-piercing sting.
Just motionless, staring at Lan En's every move.
He should still be able to use the large twisting movement just now, otherwise the sword wouldn't be able to be swung fast at all.
Dakley's eyes glanced at Lan En's arm and the [turbid current] supported by him.
At this unavoidable moment, all the fighting experiences and battles in the first half of his life were desperately recalled.
These things, which can be called 'combat wisdom' to some extent, make Darkley's thinking quick and flexible.
That kind of violent swordsmanship is actually very slow, and you can only rely on prediction if you want to hit it.
Levin didn't die from the demon hunter's powerful power, he died from his own stupidity! The fighting intentions are so easy to understand!
Dakley looked at the corpse next to Lan whose head was smashed by the enchanted shield in his hand.
He will not and cannot make such a mistake.
In the distance, the demon hunter indeed shouldered the big and scary sword again, assuming a posture ready to attack.
Dakley became increasingly cautious in his movements to prevent his tactical intentions from being understood.
But just when Darkley was still more than four meters away from Lan En...
There was a 'whoosh' of air surging, and the [Turbid Current] that Lan En was originally carrying on his shoulders stirred the air.
In Darkley's horrified eyes, the black sword flew past him!
The witcher threw the sword
For a moment, Darkley's mind went blank.
This was not because he was scared, but because the development of the situation completely exceeded his expectations.
Why. How?
The battle experience, the past of fighting in the first half of his life, the tactical scene presets that all work together are all based on that scary big sword.
In this purgatory, Lan En has used [Turbid Current] to do too many things that cannot be forgotten, so that all of Darkley's attention is involved with this dark sword. .
The sound of heavy footsteps sounded immediately after the roar of the sword.
This was the footsteps of the witcher, and Darkley's hair suddenly stood up almost instantly!
In a state of almost survival instinct, he immediately moved sideways and used his toes to pick up the enchanted shield lying on the ground next to the corpse.
After doing all this, he had time to turn his peripheral vision in the direction of the witcher.
Lan En's speed has dropped to that of an ordinary person's jogging. At the same time, his left hand is holding the handle of the long knife at his waist.
Dakley immediately recalled the scene where the witcher once used this long knife to perform "magic" and chop up many people with one knife. But he definitely won't be able to use it now. Demon hunters' magic relies on physical strength and vitality.
Dakley breathed a sigh of relief. Although all the previous tactical presets had failed a moment ago, there was no big mistake at least now.
The enchanted shield and long sword in his hand formed an extremely stable sword-shield combination, and the safety was even higher than before.
The basic physical fitness of witchers has become almost the same as that of ordinary people. Some are even better!
Dakley was so sure of himself in his heart.
Immediately, he pressed the shield in his hand forward, preparing to deal with Lan En using the standard sword-and-shield soldier versus one-handed sword approach.
But, another moment later
“Oops!”
A short, dark, cold light burst out from Lan En’s right lower back.
The light seemed to have no quality at all, and flashed past Darkley's neck in Lan En's hand.
The dragon bone dagger made a brilliant splash on Lan En's right hand, and then was inserted back into the scabbard on his lower back.
As for Lan En's left hand, he was only holding the handle of the Lake Lady's Sword from beginning to end, and never had any intention of pulling it out.
“You are very courageous.”
Lan En stopped from jogging at the speed of an ordinary person and panted slightly.
“How dare you ignore a soldier—the knife on my body?”
Lan En turned his head and looked at Darkley's back. The expression on his face explained one sentence: How dare you?
Dakley could no longer answer.
His legs and knees suddenly softened, and he knelt in the mud with a 'pop' sound.
And on his throat, there was a horizontal opening, and at the same time, thick blood began to pour out of his mouth.
The 'pattering' flowed on the armor and finally fell to the ground.
He wanted to raise his hand to cover the wound, as if this would stop the bleeding.
But this arm could not even be raised to the height of the chest, and could only hang weakly by the leg armor.
The blood surged in his throat, making a 'roaring' sound like thick phlegm.
Ever since [Turbidity Current] was thrown out in this confrontation, Lan En's physical performance has always been at the level of an ordinary person.
But Darkley was still killed without any resistance at this 'slow' pace.
This is a triumph of tactical thinking and tempo control.
In fact, Lan En didn't know what Darkley's plan was at the beginning. He was indeed cautious and showed no thoughts.
However, if I can’t guess what you are thinking, then just let you follow my rhythm.
Since Lan En decisively threw [Turbid Current], the development of things has completely become Lan En leading Darkley's thinking.
It wasn’t Darkley who ignored the knife on Lan En’s body. He is an experienced executioner and murderer. Of course he knows that soldiers will prepare as many secondary weapons as possible, even a dagger can be lethal.
However, due to Lan En's misleading thinking and tactical layout, his mind could no longer care about it at all.
(End of this chapter)