The goal of the [Turbidity Current] was created to deal with the large size and tenacious vitality.

Crush, slash!

Gascoigne's size is not large, but at the moment of combat requirements, only this big sword on Len can do it.

"Whew~"

The air flow is stirred again!

A tense split!

No. Judging by the appearance of this big sword, this should be called 'smashing'!

"Wow!"

The beast roared frantically, his hands clawed at the massive falling blade, trying to fend off.

But Lan En's expression was very calm, and when using this sword, he didn't even bother to do basic sword path fine-tuning.

The base strength of the witcher is indeed incomparable to that of the beastly Gascoigne.

But the power of a weapon also depends on how it is used.

The damage of a hammer smashed down in an arc is higher than that of a hammer that is stunned under the same strength!

[Heavy Attack: One Slash]!

The force of the center of gravity is transmitted between the bone nodes, and with each flow, this force becomes more intense.

And in the end, this power poured out unreservedly on the huge blade!

"Boom!"

The blade collided with Gascoigne's claws, and the crisp cracks of bones and the wails of beasts were muffled by the roar of a bell.

Gascoigne, who had just been chopped off and had just regained his feet, had two furry arms floating in the air like noodles, and were swept out again!

They even floated on the dirt road before rolling into a ball and crashing into the messy towering tombstones.

And at the place where Lan En cut the sword, the floating ash on the ground was violently shaken into the air, and it became a cloud of gray mist. But then, the blade of the sword cut through the sea like a slice of seawater, and it was lined up on both sides like a wave.

"Poof!"

The sound of the leather platform rubbing against the ground.

Lan En's charge was crisp and neat, and in the case of carrying the [Turbidity Current], there was a heavy sense of oppression!

"Poof!"

"Whew!"

The thick blade of the sword, which was the width of the palm, stabbed sideways into Gascoigne's leg that had begun to recurve, and the non-sharp blade broke his bones.

The priest, who was already almost like a werewolf, craned his neck and howled, trying to scratch the witcher in front of him with both hands.

But in the last brief encounter, the bones of his arm had been shattered to smithereens.

Gascoigne's upper body rested against a heavy stone tombstone, and Rann raised his knees after holding him in place with [Turbidity].

"Bang!"

The steel knee pads of the bear school armor slammed into the opponent's head and face!

The howl was interrupted, and even the jawbone, which had been elongated to resemble a wolf, was knocked crooked!

Lenn pulled out the music box that Viola had given him as he was leaving the Yusevka clinic.

When opened, there is a chorus of two children's voices, the voices of Ovilla and Victoria.

Gascoigne howled in pain again the moment the music box sounded, and even shrugged his still able shoulders, desperately trying to bury his ears in his shoulders.

It was as if the song was painful for him.

But Lan En is a good 'doctor', and the patient's pain shows that there is a cure!

"You!"

"Bang!"

"Give it to me!"

"Bang!"

"Listen honestly!"

"Bang!"

The knee hit, the force was transmitted to Gascoigne's head, and then it hit the tombstone, and each impact even knocked out a small air circle made of floating ash!

After a few strokes, Gascoigne didn't even have the strength to shrug his shoulders.

Henrik took out the great sword from Len and was a little dazed.

But in front of him, it was indeed Gascoigne, who had been suppressed, and he subconsciously pulled it into his coat pocket.

Immediately, the old hunter's face froze.

"I'm running out of blood collection bottles! Do you have that? ”

Rann slammed his knee again, the bestiality's vitality was too tenacious, and he had to make sure that Gascoigne was always suppressed.

Henrik's shouts didn't make him waver.

As soon as the witcher pulled into the alchemy leather bag on his waist, a blood collection vial in the shape of a test tube appeared in his hand.

This is the [blood therapy blood] refined by Yusevka with her own blood, and Lan En was not going to inject herself anyway, so he stabbed his backhand on Gascoigne's already black hairy neck.

As blood poured from the vial into Gascoigne's body, his mad beastly movement suddenly froze.

The body is trembling, but this tremor is more like instinctive twitching and chilling, and there is no animal nature attached to it.

The black fur is fading, and the deformed bones are resetting.

Additional damage caused during the reset process is also repaired by the effectiveness of Blood Therapy.

With a "poof", he pulled out the [turbidity] nailed to Gascoigne's thigh. In the convulsions of nervous limbs, the tall werewolf curled up and turned back into a human.

The music box lay next to Gascoigne's head, still playing the song that the two little girls sang to their father.

"That's it?"

Lan En carried the [Turbidity Current] and asked Henrik with a crooked head on the side.

The old hunter took off the tricorne hat from his head and put it on his chest.

"Yes, it's over. The tube of blood you just had seems to be of high quality, higher than my usual blood collection bottle, so it's effective. But."

As he spoke, Henrik's eyes showed a look of bewilderment.

"Why is my blood collection vial using so fast? The night has only just begun. No, I guess I was too careless. ”

Lan didn't answer.

The [Consciousness Control] that at least covered the entire Yanan was very powerful.

Many people here have already sensed the conflict between tonight and their common sense: it didn't take long to get dark, but they were physically and mentally tired. Incense burned one after another. The blood collection bottles that would have been enough for one night have now run out.

And so on and so forth.

If it had been under normal circumstances, they should have reacted a long time ago.

But tonight, no one seems to be able to break out of the circle.

"By the way, where did you get such a big sword? I've only seen weapons of this magnitude on church hunters, and no, yours is even more than theirs. They've at least made an effort to reduce the weight of their weapons, and you seem to have deliberately increased it. ”

"Outsiders' little tricks, I actually brought a lot of things to Yanan."

The witcher said in a daze, and the old hunter didn't get to the bottom of it. The Yanan people have seen a lot of incredible, and it is not strange.

While Lane and Henrik were chatting and soothing the tension after the battle, Gascoigne on the ground finally stopped the process of recovering from the distortion.

He grabbed the music box on the side of his head heavily, and then turned over with great difficulty, and the music box was clenched by him and placed on his chest.

"I'm sorry, Henrik and Lanne."

His voice changed back to the gentle priest.

"I'm sorry for your trouble."

Henrik put on his tricorne hat and pulled him up.

Lan En pouted.

"You're completely incapacitated in the short term. Go and stay with your family. ”

(End of chapter)