Chapter 1288 1260. Shooting Appearance
Lan En pulled Adeline again without looking back, allowing her to just avoid the bluish-gray corrosive liquid that splashed out from the cupboard.
As for the black-robed clergyman who was smashed over, when he was just smashed down from the second floor, he could barely make two sobs out of his mouth, and his throat was blocked by blood foam.
But after being stabbed, there was no more movement.
After being smashed into the cabinet next to Lan En and the others, they were even immersed in the corrosive liquid, and only their bodies were twitching nervously twice.
Adeline subconsciously wanted to help the priest who was in a pile of broken glass and liquid, but Lan En did not let go.
That liquid seems to be quite corrosive.
Under the uniform of the Healing Church, the clergyman’s skin was rapidly carbonizing and turning black.
"Is that a patient with gray blood? Is this a symptom of delirium?"
Lan En's words revealed a sense of absurdity.
If it is true as Adeline said before, the gray blood patient only attacked the doctor because of 'some' symptoms of mania and delirium due to his condition.
That is completely inconsistent with the current situation!
Is this ‘mania and delirium’?
The manic person who stabbed a person through like a chicken skewer, picked him up and threw him out?
“I, I don’t know!”
Adeline also said at a loss.
But the patient with gray blood was still roaring at the top of his lungs, waving his limbs wildly and the infusion pole in his hand.
He had some small wounds on his body from when he jumped from upstairs.
At this time, when his whole body was tensed up, as soon as he waved his hand or turned around, the unique gray-white blood would spray out from the wound.
Lan En felt that the hidden and complex smell of Yharnam beasts was getting stronger in the air.
Adeline looked around helplessly behind Lan En, only to see the busy clergy fleeing in all directions, while the Sumeru descendants at the upper stairs remained indifferent.
They were brought out of the ancient dungeon by the Healing Church. They were indeed too rigid. The order was to guard the interface of the stairs. As long as they were not close to them, they would care nothing.
"There are hunters!" Adeline suddenly broke free from Lan En's relaxed hand, held up the corner of her clothes and ran in a certain direction, shouting as she ran, "Yes! I'm going to find the hunters!"
The reason why Lan En let go of Adeline's hand was because the gray blood patient was already rushing towards here!
He waved the infusion pole that he used as a weapon wildly and without any rules. Under his violent strength, the sharp fracture could easily lift up a few rocks as it passed over the ground. The bricks came out without feeling blocked at all.
This kind of power is nothing more than a highly animal form.
But Lan En just tilted his head in response to the fact that he dared to charge straight at him just because of his high degree of animal transformation.
With a "hoo!", the demon hunter lifted a corner of his cloak.
Immediately afterwards, the waving broken infusion rod pierced the air where Lan En was standing.
Accompanied by the sound of the sharp fracture of the infusion pole tearing the air, the demon hunter turned sideways lightly.
The body that was originally facing the gray-blooded patient had already turned sideways to get out of the way of the attack.
“Bang!”
Then there was a dull explosion!
Under the edge of Lan En's open cloak, the boots with dragon scales on them had already been lifted up, pulling up the hem of the dragon skin skirt.
Kicking swiftly and sharply, the force was so clean and crisp that even after the movement was completed, the armor plates on Lan En's armor made a series of slight collision sounds.
The body of the patient with gray blood was almost bent at an acute angle from where he was kicked, and he flew backwards with a "wow" sound.
With a "thud", the body of the patient with gray blood collided with the wall of the research hall.
Several thick wall bricks were hit by the sudden pressure, causing them to protrude crookedly from the wall or dent. Make the originally flat wall become uneven.
The coarse cloth sack covering the head of the patient with gray blood disease twitched and twisted visibly to the naked eye due to this.
And before he could slide down the wall.
"Hula~"
The cloak brought up a gust of wind while moving quickly.
Lan En's big hand directly pressed on the head of the gray blood patient.
According to his past habit, pressing other people's heads against the wall or the ground with irresistible force will make these people's heads calm down a little faster.
But this time, Lan En’s palm, which was wearing [Smaug] leather gloves with dragon scales, had just touched the coarse sack on the shoulder of the gray blood patient that should have been covering his head.
His amber cat eyes immediately narrowed slightly.
And in a very short period of time, the hand that was in contact with the opponent's head shook, and instead pressed on the opponent's chest, suppressing it.
Under his swift movements, the scene was relatively chaotic. Even those who kept staring at him would probably only see an afterimage caused by the movement of his arms.
You will not see the brief contact between the palm and the coarse sack, and then the palm that finally presses the opponent's chest without moving.
The opponent's arm, which was as thin as a stick but could easily break large stone bricks, was still waving wildly, with no signs of calming down after his body was controlled.
But Lan En's other hand was in mid-air to counter the opponent's frantic movements.
Through his own technology and analysis, Lan En can even know his next move earlier than the crazy gray blood patient himself through the current physical contact. The sound of the collision between the dry and hard flesh and the armor plates, the heavy and ruthless collision made people almost feel their teeth aching.
One after another, Lan En used one hand to block the frenzied attacks of the opponent's two arms in an orderly manner. Finally, Lan En used the advantage of his larger palms to directly hold the opponent's two skinny legs. Rod arm.
This is considered to have completely suppressed the opponent's ability to move.
"Is there a doctor?" The demon hunter stared at the coarse sack on the opponent's shoulder and shouted around, "Is there a doctor who can take care of things?"
After he shouted a few times, , the former clergy slowly poked their heads out of the rooms around the first floor of the research hall, and approached cautiously.
And just when the gray-blooded patient was still screaming under Lan En's suppression, he wanted to hit him with something under the coarse sack.
“Pong!”
A gunshot sounded, and a large hole suddenly burst open in the coarse sack on the shoulder of the patient with gray blood.
The demon hunter immediately raised his hands and raised his head in a very short time, and then the rich and viscous liquid bursting out of the coarse sack only fell on his cloak coat without touching his body.
And turned his head to look in the direction of the gunfire.
On the spiral staircase, a senior cleric wearing a white uniform was slowly putting down the hunter's musket in his left hand.
He stared at the patient's body expressionlessly as he walked the rest of the stairs to the first floor.
Not much was said, but the clergy in black robes around them seemed to be familiar with the road, and they began to work in an orderly manner as if they had received instructions.
Lan En took two steps back.
Several clergymen in black robes came up. They used brooms, mops and other things to start cleaning up the smashed cupboards and various liquids on the floor.
A few people went to take away the body of the clergyman who was motionless and also wearing a black robe.
The last few people ran to the gray blood patient in front of Lan En who had his head shattered. They began to take notepads, inspect the body, and make a series of emergency notes.
During the whole process, even the clergymen who handled the corpses of their colleagues looked as calm as if they were wiping up the vegetable soup spilled on the dining table.
The scene of a group of clergy dressed in black quietly handling a corpse that looked exactly like them made people feel indescribably weird and cold.
The senior cleric in white who fired the shot came over.
In his hand was a hunter's cane that Lan En was familiar with. There was no deterrent effect until the weapon transformed.
“Did you touch his head just now?”
The priest in white asked calmly. He raised his head to look at Lan En’s eyes, which seemed to have no fluctuations. of black abyss.
"No." Lan En said without leaving a trace. The palm that had just been pressed on the patient's chest seemed to be shaken out of habit after exerting force.
The priest in white clothes 'happened' to see Lan En's palm when he shook his hand, and it was indeed not stained with any gray liquid.
He nodded slightly, and then seemed to no longer pay attention to Lan En, who had just suppressed the chaos in the research hall, and prepared to go over and command the reception of the body of the gray blood patient.
But as soon as he took a step, he turned his head as if he remembered something again, and forced a stiff smile.
"By the way, are you a hunter? Or...?"
He asked seemingly casually.
But Lan En could feel that the other person's eyes were sliding on his body like slippery poisonous snakes.
The witcher smiled, resisting the look that made people's hair stand on end, and spoke.
"I"
"He is the new hunter."
But before Lan En could speak, a cold and calm female voice came from behind.
The sound of leather boots on the stone tile floor was clear and crisp, showing a decisive temperament.
The priest in white looked past Lan En and when he saw the person coming behind him, he immediately stopped trying to put on the stiff smile on his face.
Quickly changed back to expressionless, turned around and left.
Lan En also turned around and saw this woman who seemed to be stealing his words to protect herself.
The capable, elegant yet complicated hunting dress is simply a model of Gothic aesthetic.
The half-shoulder cloak that only covers the left side has a subtle elegance.
This is a very tall woman, about 1.9 meters tall, who is both slender and powerful.
Adeline held up the hem of her skirt and trotted in order to keep up with her normal walking efficiency.
After walking to Lan En, she first looked at the back of the white-clothed clergyman walking away, then raised her head from the three-cornered hat with swan feathers on her head, and looked at Lan En .
The moment the demon hunter saw that face under the shadow of the brim of his hat, his pupils involuntarily shrank slightly.
This looks exactly like that doll? !
(End of this chapter)