Chapter 952: 934The dead city

Chapter 952 934. The Dead City

There was a "click" sound, which was the sound of the mechanical structure on the demon hunter's left arm armor snapping together.

It is also the sound of the ejector hook popping out.

Although Clayton has a character that is addicted to violence that Lann dislikes. But as a warrior, his planning ability and execution ability are enough to be called a "good player".

His tactics did make Sirius show wariness and guard against Lan En who had just appeared, so he kept a distance.

It stands to reason that distance is the time difference.

Whether Clayton has the ability to kill Sirius quickly or not, he can at least fight Sirius one-on-one within this time difference without having to worry about Lann appearing from behind more than ten meters away and stabbing himself in the waist.

Unfortunately, Clayton didn’t know that Lane did not fall into the category covered by ‘common sense’.

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

The hook lock, which was tanned from the back mane of the Great Ferocious Jackal, directly spanned a distance of more than ten meters, and the mechanical claw on it accurately grabbed Clayton's arm!

Mechanical bite, with a pressure of several hundred kilograms but under the power of the soul, could not cause any harm to Clayton.

And Clayton, whose posture collapsed under the three consecutive thrusts, no longer had the strength to resist the pull of the hook on his arm.

Sirius is also a veteran warrior. If the enemy has a problem with the rhythm of his movements, she will definitely seize the opportunity.

There was no accident, the hook lock brought Clayton back while shrinking.

But Lan En’s next move made her see the opportunity.

It seems that due to the structure of the soul body, the sound when struck is slightly different from that of the physical body.

Like a minor child standing in front of adults.

After using [Combat Skill], Clayton made no achievements at all, and was defeated by the cooperation of the two people.

But he still wanted to struggle.

Sirius did not exceed Lan En's expectations, she caught this flaw keenly.

If it’s a bit difficult to pull, then try another method.

Although at the beginning, Clayton’s sudden acceleration and the release of [combat skills] did make her a little unexpected.

"Snapped!"

When Clayton's movements changed, Sirius accurately sent the stabbing sword into the opponent's unprepared chest.

He just hoped to use the hook to restrict and disrupt Clayton's movement rhythm.

This warrior, who is considered strong among ordinary people, is two heads shorter than Lan En, and his body circumference is two circles smaller.

The air surged with a ‘bang’ sound!

The [Alder Sign] is limited to a very small range, so it has a very strong cohesive thrust.

Piercing through the chest, spraying droplets from the back where the soul body has been hit.

Clayton did not scream or wail. In this world, people generally die silently.

The stabbing sword is longer than half a hand sword, sharp and slender.

Though Clayton's arm remains intact and has normal mobility due to the power of the soul. But even with the blessing of [Combat Skills], the arm movements could not help but become crooked.

The female knight of the Kingdom of Twilight seems to have a heavy stabbing sword as standard equipment.

“Pfft!”

Almost immediately after the hook hooked the target, Lan En had already prepared a backup plan.

And it was thrust three times in succession.

She did not ask Lan En why he came to Irushil.

Sirius's character seems to be distant, to put it mildly, measured.

“It’s time for me to leave. We all have a mission, and missions make people lonely.”

Lan En understood that this meant "goodbye".

Based on the witcher's understanding of her: Sirius doesn't want to involve others, nor does he want others to involve him.

But unexpectedly.

“We should be less involved with each other and focus on our respective missions. But.”

The eyes under the silver headdress looked at the witcher.

"You are a kind person, Lan. I have witnessed this with my own eyes. I am also glad that when we meet again, you make me feel the same as before. This is precious in this era."

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

“They say ‘the road to the Ember requires sacrifice.’ If I can help you, call me.”

“I hope your journey will be protected by the moon.”

Lan En has become somewhat accustomed to the reticence and silence of people in this world. So he just nodded slightly to show that he understood.

Sirius did not hesitate, turned around and walked towards Irushil. It soon disappeared among the layers of Gothic buildings.

Lan En also turned back to Qilin and Velvet Ball from the bridge, and took them into the divine capital under the moon.

Because of the little doll on his body, when he stepped off the bridge and entered the city, it felt like he had punctured a layer of window paper.

Slight resistance, but insignificant.

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

After all, a city that is under the dark moon all year round because of the residence of gods, with snow and aurora floating in it, is much more magical than Gos Velen, where Arethusa is located.

But unexpected.

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

“Is it too quiet here, meow?”

"yes."

Lan En echoed the flannel ball.

At the same time, in those amber cat eyes, the initial curiosity and surprise gradually faded and finally disappeared.

Only solemnity and alertness remain.

Lann's ears twitched slightly as he heard sounds from deep within the city.

High up in the city, in the center, it is far less quiet than at this remote entrance.

“I’m fucked. How can something happen anywhere in this world?!”

The corners of Lan En's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help swearing.

"follow me!"

The witcher called to Qilin and Velvet Ball. At the same time, he reminded Qilin extra.

“Don’t run too fast. Who knows if there are any traps in this kind of city.”

Qilin's head quickly nodded up and down. Then he followed Lan En, not daring to run around.

And look deeper and higher along the city streets.

I saw pillars of fire gushing out from the roof. This was accompanied by cries of people being burned and chopped to death.