Chapter 941 923. The Black Hand of the King
“I know a shortcut.”
Klimt promised confidently.
“An elevator passage can lead directly to the top floor of the large library.”
Lan En frowned and looked up, mentally observing and recording the differences between every eaves and building. gap.
Finally, it was concluded that in Lothric's architectural style of coexistence of grandeur and crampedness, the building itself would be tall and majestic, but the gaps between the buildings would always be stingy.
There is no doubt that these gaps should not be able to support the plump armor of the winged knights to pass through and then fly up.
"Elevator" Lan En muttered and repeated, while mentally assessing the risks of the action.
For an experienced commander, this is already like a subconscious reaction.
“The elevator is very narrow and it is not a reassuring environment.”
In fact, in urban combat, elevators are a nightmare that is best left untouched.
But Klimt insisted on shaking his head at this moment.
“If you knew the arrangement of those sages in the great library and the dangers lurking in this great library inherited from the mythical age, then you would never Reject my proposal."
"Because compared with the risks, taking the elevator is a rational move."
Although Lan En has become the operational commander in essence. When it comes to terrain and enemy placement, there is no doubt that Klimt is more familiar with it.
So although he felt uneasy, Lan En still nodded and agreed to Klimt's suggestion and took the elevator to the top of the building.
The elevator with unknown principles makes a scratching sound of painted wood, which is not annoying at all.
Klimt took advantage of this moment to describe to Lan the possible risks in the big library.
“The place is full of institutions and the terrain is rugged.”
The White Sect Archbishop obviously has a rich understanding of the Great Library. After all, this place was entrusted to the sages by Osloais for a few years. It's only been ten or hundreds of years, and it has always been a public resource before.
"It is rumored that the Great Library was part of Anor Londe, the divine capital of the Mythical Age, and was the residence of a protoss duke. Later, during the relocation of the divine capital to what is now the Cold Lie Valley, the library mansion was placed in Lothric. . ”
The Protoss Duke Lan En captured this role keenly.
It reminds me of the white dragon knowledge in the big library. White Dragon Hiss is a relative of King Gwen and the Duke of the Gods.
80% of this large library is the mansion of White Dragon Hiss in the mythical era.
The library of a 'biochemical experiment' madman. This place does sound dangerous enough.
"We don't need to say more about who the enemies are in the big library. But I want to remind you, Lan. In that big library, the most dangerous thing is not 'people'!"
K Lymut raised his head and looked directly into the demon hunter's eyes, looking very serious.
“The most dangerous thing there is the knowledge in certain books!”
“Don’t think that as long as you don’t read it, the knowledge in those books can’t do anything to you. To be honest. Let me tell you, that knowledge is too ancient and too profound. Today, it is no longer the case for learners to pursue the knowledge in those books."
Speaking of this, Klimt. His eyes widened unconsciously, as if recalling some horrific scenes and experiences.
Even though these images and experiences span time, they can still give people a terrifying shock.
"That knowledge is already 'alive'! They will stretch out their arms from the books, like a falcon chasing a rabbit, insisting on letting anyone passing by read them."
Knowledge is activated and is chasing learners. Even though Lan En has personally experienced many worlds, this situation can be considered bizarre.
However, he can still maintain his adaptability and acceptance in a good mental state.
“So, the sages in the big library covered themselves with wax just to survive next to these books?”
The demon hunter tried his best to maintain logical thinking among all the mysterious things.
"How does the knowledge in those books hurt people? Make them crazy? Or something like that?"
"I don't know."
Klimt Te shook her head and said.
“Because countermeasures are already in place, that knowledge has not been available for a long time. But you also know that now we are fighting a civil war. In a combat situation, those original insurance measures no longer apply. ”
Like the way the sages put wax on their heads, will the warriors who strive to clearly see every move of the enemy in close combat still have combat effectiveness after using it?
Without combat effectiveness, you will be killed by the enemy. So it is better not to cover the head with wax, the chance of survival is higher.
Those preventive measures for activating knowledge are still useful, but they are no longer applicable under today's circumstances.
Soon, the elevator reached the end.
After exiting the elevator, there is a small room, which seems to serve as a connection point between the two areas.
In front of the small room is the flat roof of the large library. There is a statue of a scholar sitting on a chair on the roof. It seems that his status should be high, and he seems to be the original sage.
It’s just that for some unknown reason, the sculptor added many growths similar to tree roots on the body of the statue. It makes people wonder whether the original sages are human beings.
And behind the small room is a long bridge. There should have been solemn and exquisite stone carvings of the king on the long bridge, but now the stone carvings of the king have been specially destroyed, and many soldiers and knights were placed on the bridge to guard it.
On the other end of the bridge is the palace located at the highest point in the mountain city of Lothric.
At Lan En's signal, the group of people slowed down their steps again and lowered their bodies to move.
Although there is no one on the roof of the big library in front, there are many people on the long bridge in the back. It is just because it is far away that it is not easy for people there to find their traces.
After all, with Lan En’s eyesight, he could only barely see a few Lothric knights wearing blue robes on the opposite side.
The witcher gave Klimt a wink, and the archbishop consciously led the way.
The group of them passed through this small room, and when they came out, they discovered that the small room turned out to be the base of a tower.
Climbing up the tower along the spiral staircase, everyone couldn't help but clenched the weapons in their hands.
This was a little too smooth. Saint Gerard was on the top floor of the big library, and they arrived without any danger.
“Perhaps these people no longer value the Saint?”
Klimt whispered, as if he was convincing himself and everyone.
“After all, a long time has passed, and they have long known the secrets of the Saint.”
Generally speaking, although Lan En does not agree with this kind of luck, he does not reject it if it can relax the atmosphere in the team a little.
But Klimt’s words are a bit too FLAG.
"Okay, shut up for now, Klimt."
Lan whispered with the corners of his mouth twitching, while his cat eyes glanced around intelligently.
And in the next moment, the witcher's cat-like pupils suddenly shrank into a slit!
At a moment when no one could react, Lann directly raised his foot and kicked Klimt's left elbow joint.
The archbishop, who was kicked to the point of numbness, raised his hand reflexively. The front part of his arm was still tied with the holy flower shield brought from the supply house.
There was a loud bang like a metal collision! With the sparks of metal friction!
A bow and arrow that was too fast and too fierce and had pulled up the afterimage so that it was impossible to tell how long it was, brushed straight past the curved convex surface of the Holy Flower Shield!
If it weren’t for Lan En’s sudden kick just now, the arrow would have passed through Klimt’s head by now.
But even with Lan En's intervention, the arrow was still frighteningly powerful!
The curved convex surface of the Holy Flower Shield slightly deflected the direction of the arrow, but the arrow still passed through Klimt's shoulder.
With just this 'scratching', a large piece of fabric was torn off the archbishop's clerical robe with tight stitching and solid materials!
It also opened a blood groove on Klimt's shoulder where the bones can be seen!
But the power of the arrow is still not exhausted.
The deflected arrow happened to be facing a winged knight.
That powerful arrow can actually penetrate the body of a winged knight wearing plump armor!
“Pfft!”
The Winged Knight, whose arm was pierced by an arrow, let out a suppressed groan from his helmet.
Then, the arrow that pierced the Winged Knight's arm finally stopped in the wall behind.
And when Lan En turned to look over, only half of the arrow body was still exposed outside the building stones. The stones around the impact point looked like they had been blown to pieces!
Looking at the specifications of the arrow, it was just an ordinary arrow fired from an ordinary longbow!
This kind of power is a longbow [combat skill] that uses the power of the soul!
And he is definitely a master!
It’s almost the same as Cassandra’s [Destruction Shot] that she used with all her strength!
The whole team was in chaos for a moment.
But under Mentos' ballistic restoration, Lan immediately locked the direction of the arrow and looked in that direction.
At the top of the tower, a man wearing a black wide-brimmed hat and a combination of leather jacket and plate armor was about to put away his long bow and instead grabbed a small horn on his waist. .
During the process, Lan En also saw a ring on the man's hand.
The image on the ring is a black silhouette wearing a wide-brimmed hat!
The king’s black hand!
Lan En immediately realized what character was attacking him.
There are only three people in the King's Black Hand, but they are shadow killers directly under the royal family who can confront and eliminate the three pillars of royal power!
To put it simply, they are the royal black gloves that use superb personal force and technology to maintain the stability of the royal power!
Without any time to think, Lan En took temporary command of the battlefield as if by instinct.
"Go up and kill him! Don't let him blow the horn!"
Lan En took the lead in rushing in that direction, patting the three golden armored winged knights standing together.
Body movements can sometimes save a lot of communication time.
Needless to say, the three winged knights in golden armor flapped their wings, their fat bodies rose into the air, and smashed towards the top of the tower!
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