Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1301: 1273 small fishing village

Chapter 1301 1273. Small fishing village

A gloomy and heavy sky.

This was Lan En's first impression when he squeezed out of the carriage.

Yanan is a city built in the mountains, and the weather in the mountains is changeable. The weather may be completely different once you reach the top of the mountain. This is normal.

But although the sky in Yanan is a bit cloudy and the colors are darker, it just makes people feel bad.

And this small fishing village

The witcher looked up, sniffed and took a breath.

Humid and gloomy.

It was so humid that it was like taking a breath and filling your lungs with moisture. It even felt like your hair had begun to become damp and stuck to your skin.

It was so dark that no sunlight could be seen.

According to the time, we should still be able to see the sunset now, but the dark clouds in the sky were thick and stagnant, as if it was already dark.

And it's the kind of dark night that's pressed down so low that it makes people breathless.

The two horses pulling the cart didn't neigh or move their hooves. They just stood still after stopping, panting occasionally.

A layer of cold mist spread on the ground.

There were several carriages parked here and there in the parking area.

It seems that this is where the hunters get off the bus.

"You're late, Maria." A hunter wearing a cowboy hat said emotionlessly from the driver's seat on the roof of a four-wheel carriage. "It's half a day late."

The huntress who got out of the car after Lan En glanced up.

"Were you left to look at the car?" Maria asked casually at first, as if she knew the hunter, and then continued. "I temporarily found a powerful hunter, which wasted time."

"Just in time, there are people in my car, can you help take care of them?"

The hunter sitting on the roof of the car said nothing. He just rubbed his leather-gloved palms on his weapons, making a rustling sound of leather and steel.

Because of the angle, Lan En couldn't see clearly what kind of weapon he was holding.

Maria lifted up her windbreaker, took out a blood collection bottle from her inner pocket, and threw it up to the hunter.

After the hunter received it, he finally showed his expression. An expression of obsession, desire, and impatience.

"I will, Maria."

After getting the blood collection bottle, the hunter responded.

"I'm so unlucky. So unlucky. Why do I have to stay? I can't smell the blood, and I can't tear open the prey's flesh with my own hands and let the blood spill on me. I'm so unlucky, Maria."

He chattered in a low voice like he was talking in his sleep.

But Maria had already taken the lead and walked away.

For the hunters in Yanan, this kind of muttering that seems completely abnormal to ordinary people is actually considered normal.

So Lan En and Maria didn't think much about it.

"I will be back soon." Maria greeted her uneasily, "I will give you another bottle then."

"Yes, yes." The hunter on the roof of the car pressed down the cowboy hat on his head and said solemnly, "You better hurry up. Hurry up."

The two of them continued walking inside.

They soon understood why the hunters' carriages were parked so far away.

Because as we continue towards the small fishing village, the ground is no longer suitable for transportation.

The sound of the soles of shoes stepping on the water surface and the sound of footsteps disturbing the water flow were heard one after another.

The ground here is completely submerged underwater and is simply a swamp.

Lann lived for a period of time in a fishing village, Oriden in Willen.

But even in a fishing village, the human living environment should be as dry as possible in the humid environment. Otherwise, who can stand it?

And the environment of this small fishing village, even before entering the outskirts of the village, no longer looks like a place where people can live.

It’s hard to imagine how humid the environment will be further inside.

Soon, Lan En raised his head slightly, his nose twitching.

He smelled something coming from afar.

The charred wood is mixed with the fishy smell of marine life and wild animals.

The sky was dark, and the seawater swamps below were also dark, making it difficult to tell the difference between heaven and earth even when looking into the distance.

Everything seemed to be in a haze of chaos.

Later, Lan En and Maria discovered the body on the way forward.

It was a corpse lying in the muddy water. It was roughly human-shaped, but it didn't look like a human being. The skin on the whole body is blue-grey, showing a smooth texture like that of marine life. There are webs between the fingers and toes, and there are even fins on the joints.

However, he still has a human face.

"This kind of scar is..." Lan En squatted down, looked at the hideous **** on the belly of the corpse, and said thoughtfully.

"It's a critical attack on the internal organs." Maria felt relieved in her calmness. "Sure enough, here are all mutated and irrational monsters!"

He stabbed his fingers into his body, and then pulled and pulled hard, causing large lacerations. The wound was very recognizable.

Lan En was thoughtful just now, not because he couldn't understand the wounds caused by [Visceral Critical Strike], but because

The 'thing' that was killed indeed no longer had a human form.

But is he really an 'irrational' monster?

Feeling the smooth touch on his gauntleted fingers, Lan En slightly lifted the other person's head lying in the muddy water.

And on that face that still had a human face, there was intense emotion.

At the last moment before death, the tiny muscles under the skin of his face formed a tiny expression before they stiffened.

Anger, pain, disbelief.

Lan En's ability to control emotions and Mentos' analysis ability based on computing power accurately received these emotions.

And the creature that can make such an expression is not the same concept as the 'lycanthrope patient' that the Yannan people have become accustomed to.

But the witcher turned his head and looked at Maria in a half-crouched position.

"Let's go." Lan En said, standing up at the same time.

It wasn't raining, but the excessive moisture in the air still condensed many small water droplets on the waterproof oil layer of his cloak, even on his eyebrows.

"The sooner the better!"

Because Lan En knew that the lucky huntress could no longer observe the calmness of the 'monster's expression before his death.

And now, they were so close to the ocean, but Lan En didn't hear or feel any sea breeze or rolling waves.

There should be wind at the beach, and there should be waves when there is wind.

But now the sound in the environment is so silent, it's almost...

It’s like the ocean is ‘dead’!

This strange silence made Lan En feel uneasy.

This is the deepest and most dangerous nightmare that makes an old hunter like Simon even forget how many times he has died. Is its deepest secret really so easy to find?

Now, Lan En has found the key point where the clues converge, but even if he finds this key point, will the secret really be so easy to solve?

The witcher doesn't know.

But in Yanan, the development of things will not stop just because you say ‘I don’t know’.

How could the fantasy dreams of the ancient gods consider mortals?

The closer we get to the small fishing village, the deeper the water on the ground becomes, and now it can reach the top of our feet.

And Lan En and Maria were within the scope of the small fishing village.

This small fishing village is eerie and dark.

Most of its buildings are made of wood and masonry, but how could wood survive in such a humid environment for so long?

Many of the wood have become moldy and rotten, but many barnacles that should live on the rocks in the sea and on the surface of marine organisms are densely clinging to these houses.

It’s like the barnacles that were supposed to be eroding and clinging inward are now supporting the structure of the house.

The opening of the barnacle looks like a bunch of eyeballs crowded together.

There are also things like seaweed hanging on it.

It makes people wonder whether these houses are built in the sea or on land.

Being in a small fishing village, you can actually see the sun amidst the heavy clouds. But the sun

Light has no temperature and cannot dispel uneasiness.

The clouds and mist around the sun surround it. The shape of the clouds and mist is very strange, like fungi that surround, spread and erode towards the center of the sun.

The large shiny disc is covered with spots.

"What the **** was that?"

Maria also looked at the sun in the sky in shock. Obviously, even the native Yannan people had never seen this scene.

Lan En thought he was ignorant.

They continued to walk inside, and the dark water under their feet was gradually mixed with gray-white traces.

That’s a lot, a lot of gray blood!

The smell of burnt wood and the fishy smell of marine life suddenly became strong, and blood-red firelight came from the decaying and weird house.

Houses were burned apart and collapsed under the flames.

There were also sounds of sharp blades tearing flesh, as well as human laughter.

It was a group of hunters hunting in front of a burning house.

They are besieging a huge fish-man. This fish-man is at least five or six meters tall, and the weird weapon in its hand is as big as a man!

Every time it swings its weapon, its huge weight and kinetic energy can directly tear a house apart!

But under siege by three hunters, it was like a tuna being sliced ??open and bled with one blade after another.

It is strong, but strength alone is useless in the face of those precise and sharp knives.

The hunters didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill, it was more like they wanted to drain the blood of the huge creature in front of them while exercising.

(End of chapter)