Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1354: 1326Spiritual Vision and ‘Lock’

Chapter 1354 1326. Spiritual Vision and ‘Lock’

As if he wanted to crush Lan En on his face, Luna's hands were pressing Lan En's body, and his head was turning left and right.

Behind his head, the long-bearded tentacles also started to dance.

The tentacles on the back of the head and the tentacles acting as tails began to close together as if they wanted to wrap up Lan Endu and the moon **** himself.

His divinity, his person, his vision.

These things that made him transcend the mortal world were all controlled by him at this time, and he wanted to use them to do something to Lan En.

Mortals have no ability to resist in front of the ancient gods who have appeared.

Because they have shallow knowledge and narrow vision.

That's how it should be.

But what I mean by ‘originally’ is that it’s not like this now.

Lan En's originally dull and obsessed eyes suddenly became inexplicably dark!

The palms and tentacles wrapped around his body seemed unable to obscure his sight.

The demon hunter turned his head away from the Moon God's face and looked to his side.

He is now almost completely covered by the tentacles of the Moon God. Logically speaking, no matter how you look at it, you should only be able to see the deformed and **** body of this ancient god.

But his vision penetrated not only these tentacles, but also this dream.

On the lake in front of Byron Weiss College, on the easy chair on the moon-viewing terrace.

The chair that kept shaking slowly, the old man who put the scepter in his arms, seemed to see something in his sight that was covered by a metal goggle.

Suddenly, he stretched out the scepter in his arms, as if he was pointing out [Stupid Spider] Roma's location to Lan En for the first time, and gently pointed at the demon hunter who was looking at him through his 'eyes'.

The lips, which had become old and sunken due to toothlessness, curved into a smile.

‘This is Yanan’s destined moment. Now, go ahead. ’

The silent words were enough for Lan En to understand.

So, the demon hunter nodded silently.

"Buzz~"

Just when the two claws of the Moon God were about to crush Lan En into pieces on his face, a ray of light suddenly overflowed from the tiny mortal in his hands!

Just like a mortal body touching a red-hot iron, all movements were originally silent, as if the Moon God, who had no contact with this mortal world at all, was suddenly frightened!

"ah!"

The long reverberating sound was ethereal and distant. If they hadn't seen it in person, no one would have thought it came from the mouth of such a weird creature. But it was indeed the scream of the ancient god.

Moon God couldn't help but let go of his hand, and even the wrapped tentacles suddenly let go at the same time!

His whole body was frightened and retreated a long distance before he stopped on all fours.

And the demon hunter who was glowing slowly fell from the mid-air in the light.

With a 'click' sound, the boots made of dragon scales and armor stepped on the ground of the sea of ??flowers.

The Demon Hunter, whose eyes were filled with obsession and satisfaction just now, suddenly found the Sword of the Lake Lady in the scabbard at his waist.

"Look at what you look like now, you're no different from a wild beast, right?"

The Moon Goddess in the distance looked like a frightened feline, with its limbs and claws scratching the ground, its deformed skeleton body arched up, full of alertness and hostility.

But in the distance, the demon hunter, still bathed in the **** moonlight, swung out several gorgeous sword flowers with the long knife in his hand, and walked leisurely above the sea of ??flowers.

Lan En didn't look at Luna.

He just smiled, holding the handle of the sword in his right hand and turning a bright silver sword, and the head of the Lake Girl Sword fell on the palm of his left hand.

He played with the leather glove on the inside of his hand, stroking the blade of this divine weapon.

The sound of steel gently scraping against cooked leather was even a little sweet.

Like today's scene, it's just a tasting meeting for art and cold weapons, and he is a taster. It is not a battlefield created by the malice of an ancient **** or superior.

The witcher's flexible fingertips gently fiddled with the blade of the Lake Lady's Sword in his hand.

But the light on his body made the Moon God, who had already retreated far away, still press his body down and retreat slowly like a frightened wild cat and dog.

This light is completely different from the light shed by the blood moon in the sky at this time.

However, if you look carefully, you can still see that it is a stream of light on the surface, but in fact it is indeed three different lights mixed together.

And because they are both gentle and bright in nature, the distinction is not very obvious.

One kind of golden light is like the morning sun that nourishes all things.

The other kind of light was also golden. Although it was much lighter in color, it had the strongest brightness, like a sparkling lake.

The last kind of light came from Lan En's body and the long knife in his hand.

It was a pure and faint light, almost like reflection or illusion, like distant starlight.

But this light is extremely pure, faint but pure.

"Condition: [Meet the Ancient God]. Achieved."

While the witcher was pacing, in Lan En's mind, Mentos reported.

A record that had been sealed by it in the form of 'conditional unlocking' began to flow out along with Lan En's own memories.

The memory period was very short, just as Lan En and Mentos had guessed, only less than two days.

But it was less than two days that made him ready to stand in front of the superior person who was hiding behind Yanan with the support of such light.

"Pretty much what I guessed."

Lan En was playing with his blade and pacing. "It takes 'qualifications' to stand in front of you."

"If you don't have enough 'qualifications', then you are just a rag doll that you can play with at will. Gehrman, Ludwig, hum."

"I'm starting to get a little curious. If we follow the life path of creatures like you? How can a mortal stand in front of you? Relying on the umbilical cord blood from the birth of the Son of God?"

When talking about the 'life route', Lan En's tone was a little uncertain.

After all, there are still too many unknowns about the life form of the Ancient God. It’s hard to say whether these things can even be defined by the concept of ‘life’.

But fortunately, he didn't have to worry about those academic troubles today.

He is indeed a scholar, but now he mainly does some 'rough work'.

"Hmm~"

An inexplicable sound came from the ancient god's body in the distance.

It was not the cry of a wild beast, nor a human voice, but a ghost-like sound made by the wind flowing through the three holes on His face.

His sharp claws lifted from the ground.

On it, and on His face, there were burn marks on the **** skeleton.

He was truly hurt.

Burned by the light from that knife and that person!

The [Light of the Twin Sacred Trees] originally contained in the Silmaril!

This pure light caused even Morgoth, the first dark enemy of the world of Arda, to suffer immense pain just from a single touch of the Silmarillion.

How does Yharnam's moon **** compare with Morgoth? Lan En dare not make a conclusion.

But what is certain is that if Morgoth cannot bear the light, neither can he.

"Woo~"

The sound like wind passing through a hollow sounded again.

Luna carefully distanced herself a little further, and at the same time, his ugly but strangely sacred body flickered a few times, as if the image quality in the video was not clear.

As if melting into the blood-red moonlight.

But then, the demon hunter, who had lowered his head to 'appreciate' the long knife like a work of art, suddenly looked up!

The pair of deep amber cat eyes stared at Luna God's body for a moment.

On the claws and face of that weird life, where there were only burn marks left, the darkened scars suddenly started to glow again!

"ah!"

The ancient **** screamed again, and at the same time, the body that was almost melting into the **** moonlight suddenly turned into an actual physical entity again.

"I won't let you have another chance to return to a higher 'field of vision'."

There was a 'crack' sound, and the blade that was still being played with in the palm of my hand has now changed into a swordsmanship grip again.

The witcher stared at the Moon God without moving and spoke softly.

"Compared to you, my vision is indeed very narrow. But haven't you 'come down' on your own? I will cherish the opportunity you give me."

Because of their unique personalities and visions, the ancient gods exist on a level that mortals cannot observe or interfere with.

This is why no one has ever been able to resist the ancient gods before.

Only they exert influence on the mortal world, and no mortals in turn exert influence on them.

This is why Lan En and Master William both believe that the orphans of Kos should have died at the hands of other ancient gods.

Because even if it is just a cub, mortals should not be able to touch the ancient god.

If he couldn't be touched, no matter how weak he was, how could he be killed by a mortal?

But on the other hand, if the ancient **** took the initiative to lower his status and vision, descend to the world, descend to this material world, and possess a material body.

This is why Master William wants to determine the level of Lan En's [Spiritual Vision].

Because Master William must ensure that when the Moon God has lowered his vision and status and appears in front of Lan En, the demon hunter can completely see him.

Once unable to see clearly, the ancient **** can easily return to a 'higher vision' from a place beyond the reach of Lan En [Spiritual Vision].

In layman's terms: his spirit will return to heaven.

But now, everything is ready!

Lan En's [Spirit Vision] can completely observe the Moon God who has arrived now, and the light on his body and the light on the long knife has turned into a conceptual 'chain'.

Locking the Moon God in this dream.

Locked in this ‘narrow vision’.

Just now Lan En was playing with the Sword of the Lake Lady endlessly because he felt that now was the time to use the [Light of the Double Sacred Trees].

The power he once subconsciously wanted to hide, now used it, he felt no worries and felt comfortable in his heart.

But now, the main reason is that his [spiritual vision] does not see high enough or far enough.

Otherwise, if he could fully unleash the power of the [Light of the Twin Sacred Trees], he would most likely not have to wait for the Moon God to 'descend', even if He was staying in the high space.

This light and this knife can directly cut Him!

But time is tight now and the opponent is in a hurry.

The power of the weapon can be gradually excavated and developed deeper as one's own 'vision' improves.

But now

Lan En wordlessly raised the long knife and pointed it at the moon **** who had returned to matter in the distance.

I can't just hack you to death in a high space. If I hack you to death in the mortal world, you'll be hacked to death!

(End of chapter)