Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1365: 1337The city that wakes up

Chapter 1365 1337. The city that wakes up

"He is indeed suffering from ischemia, and it is very serious!"

On the ground of Ulton Chapel, Yusefka was examining the witcher lying on the ground.

"His current condition is normal even though he has lost more than half of his blood, but how could it be...?"

The flaxen-haired Dr. Yanan said in disbelief.

There are no wounds on the body, and the body is very plump, weighing far more than an ordinary person of this size should.

It didn't look like he was suffering from severe blood loss.

Lan En's current condition was completely unknown to Yousefka.

So the doctor lady behaved cautiously and hesitantly.

"Since it's blood loss, in the past I would give him a blood transfusion first."

Yousefka raised his head from his kneeling posture to check, looked at the worried group of people gathered around him and said.

"But now."

She shook her head as she spoke.

Obviously, after experiencing such a hunting night that revealed all the secrets and shadow history of Yanan, even Yousefka, who was raised in the Healing Church orphanage since childhood.

The first reaction at this time is also: Can this blood be lost or not?

The three Yharnam hunters present, Henrik, Gascoigne, and Maria, all nodded silently.

In fact, even the most dependent and addicted group of hunters on blood in the entire Yanan, the three of them have adopted a respectful attitude towards the blood collection bottles on their bodies now that the sun has risen and they no longer have to hunt.

The blood collection bottles carried by the three hunters and the reserved blood collection bottles were piled far away in the corner of the chapel, and no one moved them anymore.

"He is in stable condition and does not appear to be life-threatening."

As the person who carried Lan En all the way, Maria stood up first and spoke in a deep voice with a cold voice.

"There's no need to take risks at this time."

"Agreed." Henrik nodded.

At this time, the old hunter took off his mask, as if he was obsessed with the smell of dust that did not have the smell of blood this morning.

At this time, in the Orton Chapel, the surviving evacuees had already run away in joy after the sun appeared.

Only a few people remain here.

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In fact, Lan En did just forcefully use the [Smaug] armor to activate [Power Liberation·Ultimate Intent] after severe ischemia, which resulted in a coma.

In this fight against the Moon God, he had really been devastated to the point where he was almost exhausted.

Fortunately, both Primaris Space Marines and Demon Hunters are human body enhancement technologies that emphasize endurance and sustainability.

So just nearly three hours after being taken to the Orton chapel, he woke up on his own.

With a soft sound of "stab", Lan En took the dagger, which could even cut through space, and opened the blood vessels on his wrist.

In an instant, blood began to flow out and pooled on the floor of the Orton chapel.

Lan En's other hand first put the [Demon Wolf's Fang] back into the scabbard, and then began to take out a bag of preserved fruits wrapped in syrup from the alchemy leather bag, and began to stuff it into his mouth as a snack to replenish blood.

For ordinary people, the blood flow after cutting off the wrist is equivalent to suicide, but Lan En even has to pay attention now to prevent the [Belisarius Furnace] in his body from repairing the damage immediately.

Finally getting rid of the tense battle, he couldn't wait to clean the blood in his body.

It takes about four months for human blood to be replaced naturally.

Because the lifespan of red blood cells, which occupy the main body of blood, is approximately four months.

According to Lan En and Mentos' calculations, if his body really needs it, basically relying on the process of [bleeding-regeneration], it can complete a complete replacement within three days.

[Belisarius Furnace] gives the body the recovery power, combined with the Witcher's restorative potion combination. As long as the nutrition keeps up and he doesn't find bloodletting boring, he can do it.

It's a good thing that he hasn't put the [Lariman Organ] in his body for the follow-up surgery of the Space Marines. Otherwise, the platelets responsible for coagulation function in the whole body will turn into large blood plates. This hole will probably close up within half a minute of being cut out. .

While looking at the blood gushing from his wrist, Lan En raised his eyebrows and looked at the circle of concerned friends around him.

"My blood won't give you an appetite, will it?"

The witcher said with a bit of teasing, especially to Gascoigne and Viola.

He still remembered that when they had breakfast at their house, the two of them opened a bottle of Yanan's specialty blood cocktail and brought it out. The smell of blood almost overwhelmed the smell of alcohol.

But now that I think about it, that breakfast was a long time ago.

Although Viola was haggard, she still smiled sheepishly. But Gascoigne is much more serious.

"Suck~"

His nose twitched twice, as if he was judging Lan En's blood.

"The smell of blood is very ordinary, and it smells very nutritious, but for Yanan, it is not attractive." The Yanan people are addicted to blood, but now it seems that they are mainly addicted to those who belong to the upper class and the ancients in the blood. The composition and power of the deity.

Compared with the ordinary blood-sucking creatures in Lan En's impression, their requirements for blood are quite different.

Therefore, Lan En's blood has been transformed by the [blood reconstruction organ] and has become extremely nutritious and high-energy blood. In the nose of the Yannan people, it is no different from ordinary blood.

The blood in Lan En's body that had been adjusted by the Moon God seemed to have lost its attraction due to the death of the Moon God. It just still occupied space in Lan En's body but did not work.

On one side, Gascoigne was talking to Lan En, but on the other side, Henryk, an old hunter, was already holding a broom he found out from somewhere, and was pouring the dust from the floor of the Orton chapel down to Lan En. The puddle of blood was swept away.

The blood stained with a lot of dust suddenly turned into a dirty and sticky look, which was absolutely unacceptable even to the taste of the Yannan people.

"Then we must be careful. From now on, we must stay away from blood." The old hunter said cautiously while sweeping the ground. "We all have to abstain from blood, leaving not even the slightest possibility left."

Obviously, by sweeping the dust onto the blood, he was ensuring that no one would be addicted to the blood.

When he first picked up the broom, the old hunter was obviously stunned for a while.

Because he didn't respond either.

I have become accustomed to holding a meat saw and cutting with my hands, and I even forgot how to use a broom at first.

The endless hunting nights had taken away too many things from him.

At this moment, rapid footsteps came from the door of Orton Chapel.

A cloak with flowing raven feathers rushed in.

Crow hunter Erin, who was still wearing a beak mask at this time, did not let out a long sigh of relief until she saw that the people in the Orton chapel were all right.

"Huh~ Have you seen it?! It's outside."

"The sunshine outside." Lan En smiled and nodded perfunctorily, "Yes, sunshine. Everyone is talking about sunshine, sunshine, blah blah blah."

Previously, Irene was asked by Lan En to find Simon who died in a nightmare. He wanted to see what symptoms or manifestations a person who died from a nightmare would have in order to prepare in advance.

By the time Eileen was on her way back, the sun had already appeared in Yanan.

"It seems you did it." As he said this, the crow hunter slowly calmed down from the surprise and became a little enlightened. "Of course, it can only be you."

After saying that, she still felt a little bit complaining.

"But why are you so anxious? I haven't even told you what you asked me to investigate, and you've already taken action?"

"Also, what is your current situation?"

The crow hunter's finger pointed to the growing pool of dirty blood on the ground, which was also mixed with ash.

"When we did it, the blood was manipulated. Now we have to let out the blood." Lan En explained one by one. "As for why I didn't wait for your news."

"I went to see Master William again, and the results he gave looked good, so I didn't wait any longer."

Lan En's expression was relaxed, and this expression alone was enough to soothe people's hearts and prevent them from worrying.

"Simon, have you found him? What's his condition now?"

"No, I didn't find him." Erin shook her head, reached under the crow feather cloak that showed colorful black under the reflection of light, and took out a transforming weapon. "That's all I found."

It was a very strange weapon, two curved and not too long one-handed knives. It seemed that they could become a bow when combined?

It looks much more sophisticated than the ordinary Yharnan transforming weapons.

"This thing was placed in the place where he usually rests. I found it after the sun came out." Irene added, "There are no blood stains and no traces of battle. It was placed properly and was not forced to get rid of it. "

"It seems that he has decided to abandon everything about the hunter and everything about Yanan, and left."

Erin said not surprised.

"He has been fascinated by that nightmare since he fell into the dream. Now, it can be said that he got what he wanted."

"And there is no doubt that this is the most correct approach." Henrik said calmly next to him. "Just thinking that Yanan will fall into the night again in more than ten hours makes me shudder all over."

"I think no one will dare to stay in Yharnam at night anymore. The last hunting night was different from all the previous ones, and people were frightened."

Gascoigne also nodded and said, while Viola was already leading the children to pack things.

Outside the Orton Chapel, the originally deserted city of Yharnam now had only a few survivors, but now there were many noisy sounds.

Listen carefully with the keen senses of a witcher, you can hear the sounds of big boxes and heavy wheels moving.

Indeed, no one dares to stay in Yanan anymore.

The morning light in front of them, apart from the initial warmth, may be more like a countdown in the eyes of most surviving residents.

-If he couldn't leave Yanan before nightfall, Lan En felt that some of the survivors might have a mental breakdown and simply commit suicide the moment they saw the sun set.

(End of chapter)