Chapter 385: 384 Shootout

Chapter 385: 384 Shootout

Chapter 385 Chapter 384. Gunfight

After learning what the dreamland he was pulled into was, Lan En decided to go to the hunter's workshop first.

First of all, it is very close to the chapel, so it is very convenient to go there.

Secondly, the old man who chatted with him in his dreams and even once tempted him to inject the blood of Yharnam into the king's body.

Lan always felt that he was a difficult and dangerous guy.

At the end of the last dream, he couldn't remember what happened when he came out.

The more you can understand now, the easier it will be for you to do something in the future.

Lane found the elevator on the side of Orton's chapel.

This kind of ladder that operates on a mechanism looks like a platform. As long as you step on the raised part in the middle of the platform, it will start automatically and lift the rider up.

Lan En climbed six or seven floors up the ladder, then walked down and saw that it was exactly level with the bottom of another tall tower.

The roof and the foundation are on the same plane, which can be said to be very characteristic of a mountain city.

Along the way there were a few unremarkable lycanthropes who took refuge in the tower at the beginning of the night of the hunt.

But this could not stop the spread of the plague. Without enough incense, they could not last long, and they all turned into long-haired humanoid beasts.nove(l)bi(n.)com

Several patients were armed with simple weapons such as sabers and pitchforks, and in the corners of tall tower buildings, there were lycanthropic patients wearing top hats and holding rifles.

These are not challenging.

Let alone they are unconscious now, even if they have clear intelligence, they are unlikely to cause too much trouble to Lan En.

The gap in basic quality can be made up with firepower, but a few single-shot rifles are not enough to suppress firepower.

Lan En used the Lake Lady's Sword and the small flying knife on his waist to easily deal with these lycanthropic patients, and then prepared to enter in the darkness of the tower.

But at this moment, a sound of shaking metal wheels came from the darkness in the tower.

The demon hunter who had just entered the door suddenly felt his scalp tightening, and then instinctively ducked out of the stone door frame without thinking!

The next momentCrash!

Like the bullets like heavy rain and rain, crackling on the wall of the tall tower, the fragments of mercury bullets, and the broken wall fragments fly away!

The moment Lan En stuck the alchemy bomb and exploded, a trace of his clothes appeared from outside the door.

Sure enough, the hand-cranked Gatling gun followed the line and swept across.

At the last moment before being dazzled, the gunman saw the hem of Lan En's clothes. He would naturally think that the target had begun to sprint and change position.

But after the flash of light exploded, Lan En was only half exposed in the door frame, and his steps did not move at all.

A series of bullets from the hand-cranked Gatling wiped out the air around him.

The small flying knife prepared in his hand stabbed directly into the gunman's forehead with a swish.

The gunshots stopped.

The blessing of tactical thinking and tactical literacy allowed him to counterattack the opponent's fire suppression.

It was an old man in a wheelchair, and he had modified the hand-cranked Gatling to his wheelchair.

Lan En walked to the wheelchair. After taking off the heavy machine gun and looking at it for a while, he finally failed to put it into his alchemy leather bag.

A hunter's pistol can be said to be an "unrealistically expensive toy" for warlocks in Margarita's hands. But if this thing appears on the battlefield, it is estimated that no generals and kings of any country can refuse it.

Lann didnt want to escalate the intensity of the war in the magical world to that point.

This old man must have bled a lot in order to save these mercury bullets.

Lan En clicked his tongue as he looked at the ammunition box the old man put on the wheelchair.

The quality of blood is not enough, the quantity of ammunition is needed to make up for it.

During this long night, the old man's ammunition box was almost empty.

But the dawn that represented peace never came, until everyone here was infected with the beastly plague.

Lan En did not stay any longer, he began to explore under the foundation of the tower.

The wooden beams and boardwalks inside the tower have mostly decayed, which is consistent with Eileen's statement that the hunter's workshop has long been hidden and sealed.

If Lann were an ordinary Yharnam hunter, he would probably risk breaking his legs by jumping down one by one on these beams.

But fortunately, the techniques learned from ninjas are very useful in current application scenarios.

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