There was a "click", the sound of the mechanical structure on the armor of the witcher's left arm snapping.

It's also the sound of the projector hook popping up.

Clayton has a character that Lane doesn't look down on, and indulges in brutality. However, as a warrior, his planning ability and execution ability are enough to be called a 'good hand'.

His tactics did make Sirius wary and defensive of the newly appearing Lann, so he distanced himself.

It stands to reason that distance is time difference.

Regardless of whether Clayton has the ability to kill Siris quickly or not, he can at least compete one-on-one with Sirius in this time difference, without considering that Lanne, who is more than ten meters away, appears from behind and stabs himself in the waist.

Unfortunately, Clayton didn't know that Lane didn't fall under the scope of 'common sense'.

His attack range and influence range are not at the same level as ordinary warriors in this world!

The hook lock, made of the mane tanned on the back of the great jackal dragon, spanned a distance of more than ten meters, and the mechanical claws on it accurately grabbed Clayton's arm!

The mechanical bite, the pressure of hundreds of kilograms, but under the power of the soul, it could not cause any damage to Clayton.

However, Lan En didn't think that a few hundred kilograms, or even a ton of hook grip strength, could solve a warrior with [combat skills].

He just wanted to use the hook to limit and disrupt the rhythm of Clayton's movements.

Siris is also a veteran fighter, and if the enemy's rhythm goes wrong, then she will definitely seize the opportunity.

But Lann, who had already shot out the hook and grabbed the enemy's limbs, gently said, 'Oh? 'Sighed.

The witcher's muscled left arm suddenly felt like it was going to be pulled forward.

Lan En was a little surprised, although his strength was not comparable to that of a warrior hero like Guda, who could be used as a candidate for the salary king, but how could Clayton pull his arm?

Is it because of that roaring [Combat Skill]?

As the warrior power of this ancient world, the characteristics of soul power revealed in front of Lan En were only the tip of the iceberg, and he was not surprised for too long.

It's a bit hard to pull, so it's better to use another method by the way.

Almost as soon as the hook claw hooked the target, Lan En had already made a backup plan.

'Bang' The air is surging!

The Alpha Seal, which is confined to a very small range, therefore has a very strong cohesive thrust.

A round of ammunition that had been on standby in the mechanical structure of the arm armor was pushed out, and the supersonic projectile crossed a distance of more than ten meters in an instant.

"Smack!"

"Huh?!"

Before Clayton could even realize that his hand was hooked by something, the brute force that had been boosted by his [Combat Skill] acted on the hook lock.

And immediately after, a handful of blood-red droplets burst out from his soul body's arm.

It seems that the soul body is structurally structured, so the sound of the attack is slightly different from the body.

Clayton's arm remained intact and normal due to the power of the soul. But even with the blessing of [Battle Skill], the movements of the arms were involuntarily crooked.

Cyris didn't surprise Lane, and she keenly grasped the flaw.

Although at the beginning, Clayton's sudden acceleration and breakthrough, coupled with the release of [Combat Skill], did make her a little unexpected.

But Lan En's next action made her see the opportunity.

The female knight of the Land of Twilight, it seems, is equipped with a heavy bayonet sword as standard.

The length of the bayonet sword is longer than that of the hand half sword, sharp and slender.

As Clayton's movements deformed, Siris pinpointed his sword into the opponent's unsuspecting chest.

And it was a coherent thrust of three times.

The stabbing sound is like puncturing a full water bag.

The basic skills of the female knight were fully revealed, even if the opposite side was wearing high-grade armor, and it was also attached to the power of the soul, and the penetrating wound still penetrated the entire body of the opponent.

Pierced from the front of the chest, and from the back spewed out droplets of the soul body's blow.

After performing the [Battle Skill], Clayton did not achieve anything at all, and was defeated by the cooperation of the two people.

And Clayton, who collapsed under the triple thrust, no longer had the strength to defy the hook pull on his arm.

As soon as the witcher's wrist was retracted, the red soul body involuntarily fell and slid in his direction.

Clayton didn't let out a loud shout or wail, and in a world where death was generally silent.

But he still thought about struggling.

The axe in his hand was pulled upside down on the ground, as if he wanted to hook on a certain point of force to make himself stop.

But the axe's yellow electric glow, crackling on the ground, couldn't stop him from approaching Lanne.

No accidents, the hooklock brought back Clayton as it contracted.

This warrior, who was considered strong among ordinary people, was two heads shorter in front of Lan En, and his body circumference was two laps smaller.

It's like an underage child standing in front of an adult.

Lan En pinched the opponent's helmet, and Clayton still wanted to use the axe in his hand to resist, after all, his [combat skill] is a state, and it is still in the duration.

But he couldn't be faster than Lane's hand.

"Poof!"

The blade of the Sword of the Lake Maiden stabbed into the soul body, piercing back and forth.

After the last battle with the [Crystallized Daughter] Klinheed's malicious soul body, Lan En also summed up an efficient way to deal with them 'slightly'.

The sound of "La Lala" is endless.

The adjusted airflow blade, like a saw blade running at high speed, kept pumping and pulling in the opponent's body as Lan En drew the long knife.

High-frequency attacks can efficiently consume soul power.

By the time Lan En pulled out the long knife completely, the blood-red humanoid he was holding in his hand had already dissipated like a bubble in the sun.

The malevolent soulbody has collapsed.

"In this way, he will be able to settle down for at least a while. Damage to the soul body is not easy to deal with. ”

Siris walked over from not far away, his sword retracted from his waist, and his tone was as calm and cold as usual.

But when she walked up to Lanen, she bent down and bowed in a very temperamental motion.

This seems to be the etiquette of the Twilight Nation.

"I'm sorry, Lane. It seems that you really haven't become a scum like Clayton. ”

After bowing, Siris, who got up, looked up at Lan En calmly. It was impossible to tell her expression for a while, which was colder than the silver headdress or white veil she was wearing.

"Don't worry, prudence is a necessity to survive in these difficult times."

Lan En subconsciously shook the knife flower and retracted Arondait's scabbard.

"I just didn't expect to meet you here, it's been a long time since you left the secluded church."

"Time in the underground passages is hard to calculate, and the loss of the sun makes time blurry. I don't remember how long I walked. ”

Siris shook his head.

"All I remember is those terrible enemies, the deep darkness, it seems that you came from another way, Ilusir? Well, at least you don't have to go past the tomb of Casas. ”

"The power there is indeed the same as it is rumored, it is too deep, so deep that it is close to the abyss."

She didn't ask Lan what he was doing in Irushir.

Siris's personality seems to be very distant, but to put it nicely, it is measured.

"It's time for me to go. We all have our own missions, and missions make people lonely. ”

Lan En knew that it meant to say 'goodbye'.

Based on the witcher's understanding of her: Siris doesn't want to involve others, and she doesn't want others to involve herself.

But unexpectedly.

"We should have been less involved with each other and focused on our respective missions. But."

The eyes under the silver headdress looked at the witcher.

"You're a good Samaritan, Lane. I have seen this with my own eyes. I'm also glad that when we see each other again, you still make me feel the same way I did before. This is precious in this day and age. ”

"Although I am also a person with a mission, I can leave my mark on you."

"It is said that 'the road to the embers requires sacrifice and dedication'. If I can help you, call me. ”

"May your journey be blessed by the moon all the way."

Lan En has become a little accustomed to the silence of the people in this world, and the mentality of dead silence. So he just nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Ciris didn't hesitate and turned and walked towards Irusir. Soon disappeared into the layers of Gothic buildings.

Lan En also turned back to the Kirin and Velvet Ball from the bridge, and walked with them into the moonless god capital.

Because of the small puppet on his body, when he stepped off the bridge and entered the city, it was like piercing a layer of window paper.

There is a slight resistance, but it is insignificant.

After entering the city, a New World ancient dragon, an Elu cat, and a witcher all looked around.

After all, a city with snow and aurora that is under the dark moon all year round because the gods live is much more magical than Goth Willen, where Eretusa is located.

But unexpectedly.

"Here." The flannel ball licked his paws, smoothed the hair on his ears with his paws, and looked around suspiciously.

"Isn't it too quiet here?"

"yes."

Lan En chimed in, flannel ball.

At the same time, in those amber cat's eyes, the curiosity and surprise at the beginning had gradually faded, and finally dissolved into invisibility.

Only solemnity and vigilance remained.

Lanne's ears twitched slightly, and he heard the sound of the city's deep depths.

In the heights of the city, in the center. But it's nowhere near as quiet as this remote entrance.

"I'm going to it. How can something happen anywhere in this world?! ”

The corners of Lan's mouth twitched, and he cursed uncontrollably.

"Follow me!"

The witcher beckoned to the unicorn and the flannel ball. At the same time, he reminded the Kirin additionally.

"Don't run too fast, hell knows if there are any traps or anything in this kind of city."

The unicorn's head quickly nodded up and down. Then he followed behind Lan En, and he didn't dare to run around.

And look down the streets of the city to the depths, to the heights.

I saw pillars of fire gushing out of the roof. This was accompanied by the shouts of people being burned and slashed.

(End of chapter)