Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 61 61. Zhan Gang

 A frightened child’s eyes will look like a deer’s.

At this time, White was standing among a group of children about his age. Mass panic was not something a child could resist.

 Even though this child has experienced hardship.

Although the clothes were originally old, but had been washed cleanly by Mrs. Downer and had fine stitching, they were now stained with dirt and stretched out of shape.

His slightly larger head was turning around anxiously, and his survival instinct made him try in vain to use his senses to collect more information.

 Humanity’s desire for light is largely due to the fear of “losing visual information”.

 In a sense, information is the guarantee of life.

 Lan En did not hesitate for a moment. In fact, just seeing White was safe and sound made his extremely tense nerves feel relieved.

 It’s great that the child is okay.

But at the same time, a more urgent sense of crisis hit my mind as the two torch dragons moved.

 The child is fine, but the situation is serious!

 Lan stood in front of the door of the large wooden cage where White was imprisoned.

This kind of wooden cage consists of pieces of wood as thick as an adult's arm, which are tied repeatedly and arranged in a row.

Different from the prison cells in costume dramas that Lan En watched as a child, there are gaps between these wooden piles that you can't even reach out with your hands.

 Dense and strong.

 The wood is the type that has been cut for a short period of time and is full of moisture. Even though it is not comparable to steel in terms of hardness, it has excellent toughness. It would take a while to cut off one with a large axe.

 The door of the wooden cage is also made of wooden stakes, and the lock is consistent with Mentos' prediction.

 For valuable cargo, even cannibals know an iron lock.

Lan En pursed his lips and stood in front of the door, looking at the lock.

He doesn't know how to open locks, but at this point, the person he wants to save is already in front of him, but he is blocked by a lock. This is too ridiculous.

Then the witcher's left hand hung in the air three or four centimeters away from the iron lock.

 “Igni.”

 The magic turned into an orange burning stream, just like Lan En did with his sword.

 The iron lock absorbed a large amount of heat energy in a short period of time, and even gave off a high-temperature orange-red texture like being in a forge.

As expected, the child in the wooden cage began to scream after a moment of silence.

 Maybe it’s fear, maybe it’s the excitement of seeing hope. But no matter what, it is unrealistic to ask a group of children who are almost scared out of their wits to stay quiet at this moment.

White saw the face of the visitor in the light of magic power, although it looked hideous and terrifying due to drinking the magic potion.

 But there is no doubt that he recognized Lan En and was pleasantly surprised!

No matter what Lan En becomes, in Little White's heart, he is first and foremost a good person.

White once thought that if he could help Lan En collect herbs, maybe they could become friends!

Donna taught him that if you blindly ask for or blindly accept, you can't be considered a friend, because the two are not equal at all.

 Only when we help each other can we be called friends.

 It was for this reason that White wanted to help Lan En.

More than 20 people who were heading towards the prison area first saw the magic fire, and then heard the children's shouts, and immediately understood that the problem in the camp was here.

They shouted and asked the searchers on the other side to come over and cover them.

White was surprised and shouted "Lan!"

But then, the long dragon of fire approached quickly, and the surprise on his little face quickly turned into panic.

 But the panic only existed for a moment.

This child, who was only ten years old, became determined after a moment.

 He burst out from the crowd of children who gave him a sense of security.

 “Let’s go! Lan En! Let’s go!”

 He rushed directly in front of Lan En, slapping the wooden cage and shouting.

"They are coming! Dozens of them! You run very fast, right Lan En. I have seen you faster than the wind! You can escape! Look back now, you can escape!"

White was about to burst into tears.

 He didn't know what kind of fate he would face, but he was still willing to save a person from danger at this time.

 Lan En was even more anxious than him.

 The magic power in his hand is outputting, and the bolt of the iron lock is much thicker than the blade of the sword.

With an anxious mind, Lan En wanted to heat it until it softened. Sweat fell from Lan En's forehead to the tip of his nose. "Shut up. Shut up! It's up to me to decide whether to save you or not! You little brat, just squat on the ground and cry for father and mother, that's enough!"

But at this time, Mentos also came out to warn.

"Sir, calm down! You must do your best to stay calm! The magic flow in your hand is completely on the verge of losing control!"

The footsteps coming from behind were getting closer and closer, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

 Only one step away from taking White away! Just this one step away!

 Anxiety, fear of failure, fear of the power that defeated Margarita, fear of accidents. Unstoppable negative emotions surge like a tide, but at this time, you must stay calm!

 Stay calm with the magic output!

Lan En felt like his brain was going to explode!

 With a "sting" sound, the sweat from the tip of the nose dripped directly onto the iron lock, and instantly evaporated into white smoke.

 The temperature is enough!

 The steel sword was drawn out with a "crack" sound. Lan En's body bent backwards extremely, and the steel sword was always held on his head.

 The muscles in my arms suddenly bulged! The armor buckle was tightened instantly, and he screamed.

“Iron lock. Don’t even think of plate armor stopping me today!”

The spine was activated instantly, and the steel sword was whipped like a whip by the swordsmanship of the Bear School!

That moment of cold light even eclipsed the approaching torches.

The sword blade cut into the lock bolt of the iron lock, and was baked into a red iron lock by the high temperature. Sparks even exploded like forging under the sword!

 Cut the steel!

In fact, the structure of the iron lock is similar to that of a solid iron block, and plate armor with a thickness of several millimeters is simply not worthy of being compared with it in terms of local strength.

 But under Lan En's angry attack, even the iron block was chopped open!

The witcher didn't even have time to take a breath. He yanked open the door, hugged White at the door under his arms, and immediately fled south.

 The person he wanted to save was already around, but Lan En had no time to express his emotions at this time.

 Two crossbow arrows were shot from a distance.

The impact point was not Lan En’s body, but the land in front of him.

 If you want to move forward, take two arrows!

 Lan En stopped immediately.

Now he holds a man in one hand and a sword in the other.

Facing two crossbow arrows, there is no way to use the seal, and there is no way to block with one wrist armor and the other with the sword.

The group of enemies looked around, but if they were hit by an arrow, the action would be completely ruined!

 But after these two arrows, the demon hunter also discovered a fact that was by no means optimistic—

 “These guys are not cannibals!”

This is not nonsense of repeating the conclusions that have been reached long ago, but Lan En discovered that the group of people standing in front of him now are not at the same level as the cannibals in terms of combat literacy!

 Simply put, they know very well how to fight with more people than with fewer people!

 “Hello, mutant!”

 A man with a two-handed hammer swung the hammer and rushed over, laughing.

His actions were completely connected with the two arrows that forced Lan En back!

The hunting demon did not stand firmly, and the war hammers had already smashed it with both hands.

 The other man with a long sword used a slash to slash Lan En's back from the side.

This angle is very strange, because Lan En's heavy armor will most likely cause the long sword to scrape against the armor and slide down, leaving no physical damage.

 But Lan En's expression when the sword was struck, the tense feeling was almost as tight as a heated iron lock.

This sword was not intended to cut off Lan En, it was intended to cut off Little White's entire lower body!

 With a heavy hammer in front of him and a long sword behind him, Lan En had no choice.

 He could only throw Little White, who had just been rescued, to his side.

The steel sword of the Bear School was blocked in front of his chest, and with a "dang" sound, the heavy hammer flew away Lan En!

That guy's hammer was swung in a full circle before it was swung out, and it had accumulated enough kinetic energy!

 The long sword on the back lost its target as White, and a large handful of cotton burst out from Lan En's cotton armor.

 But just as Lan En estimated, there was no physical damage.

The wooden stick-bound door that had been pulled open just now was directly hit by Lan En with a "dong" sound.

The rattan and leather used for binding were all broken.

 Lan En lay on the ground for several seconds, unable to stand up.

His chest was hit with a heavy hammer. If it hadn't been for the school armor and the interception just now, the stubble on his sternum would have penetrated his internal organs!

 But even so, Lan En was still on the ground with his mouth open, unable to breathe for a long time.

 Bludgeoning restrains armor.

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 (End of this chapter)