Chapter 1367 1339. Changes in [turbidity current]
When it comes to his future, Crow Hunter is obviously hesitant and confused.
She has been trapped in the hunting night for so long that she has almost forgotten how a normal person should live.
So at this moment, I could only speak vaguely, but with a hint of expectation.
"I need to take a rest." Her tone contained a sense of relaxation as she finally took a breather from a long period of exhaustion. "Have a good rest."
"The deserted Yharnam has no monsters and no inhabitants, which is good."
"Even if my spirit becomes tense due to the sudden change in environment, it won't hurt anyone."
"We'll take some time off together."
At the end of the sentence, Irene pointed familiarly at the red witch who was still lying on the ground.
After experiencing the nightmare, the demon hunter could probably figure out why the red witch had a vague feeling of being discriminated against in Yharnam.
Because of her outfit, there is no doubt that she was inherited from the good Golden Cup Church in the old Yharnam era.
She is not a clergy member of the Healing Church. On the contrary, she is a member of the Good Golden Cup Church who was defeated by the Healing Church in the normal timeline and was regarded as the bane of the destruction of Old Yharnam.
In a normal timeline, without Lan En's rampage, the Healing Church must have successfully concealed all the scandals and truths revealed on the night when old Yharnam was destroyed.
The target of taking the blame is the Good Jinbei Church, which has been selected and built up in the early stage.
As a remnant of the good Golden Cup Church, life must be difficult.
But now that this unprecedented night of hunting has been over, the other twists and turns are all at the level of Xiao Langhua.
The red-robed witch chuckled in a low voice.
The voice sounded gloomy and decayed, as if there was a lump of phlegm stuck in the throat.
But everyone present would no longer judge her by her appearance and voice.
"Sounds good." Lan En nodded, then stretched out his hand towards the crow hunter, "You should also get a resonance bell, so you can chat or something."
"You young man." The bird's beak mask tilted at first, and then began to dig out something under the wide crow feather cloak. "What do you think of the old hunter's resonating bell?"
While complaining, Irene still handed the bell to Lan En.
By the way, there is also the bow blade I got from Simon.
At this time, the crow hunter, who was exhausted physically and mentally, almost didn't want to touch any hunting props.
Erin was silent for a moment after giving the thing, but finally raised her hand and reached to the back of her head, which was wearing a beak mask.
After a 'click', she took off her beak mask a little hesitantly, even with a sense of fear of resisting change.
Although it has many wrinkles, it is still a face with beautiful bones. Paired with the calmness and indifference of the Yanan hunter that has penetrated into the bones, it is like an elder with a sense of distance.
The Crow Hunter's beak mask left a lasting impression on her face.
But the traces will eventually disappear.
This is Yousefka's clinic. Since that night, Lan En, Maria, and Adeline have helped Dr. Yousefka clean up in the past few days.
There is basically no difference from the previous clinic except that [blood therapy] is no longer performed.
Lan En stood up from the basin filled with discarded blood. After briefly stretching his muscles, he held the hilt of the [Turbid Current: Mie] leaning against it with one hand.
The thick solid hilt is wrapped in Nergigante leather strips, giving it a comfortable feel.
"Woo~"
An object of huge mass and volume, in this clinic room, was only slightly lifted by Lan En with one hand, and it stirred the air and made it whimper.
Lan En's palm rubbed against the broad sword surface, and the rough leather surface of the glove rubbed against the steel, making a pleasant and solid sound.
He stared at the sword with deeper eyes than before.
Suddenly there was a "pop" sound, and a spark suddenly exploded on the dark sword surface, making a explosive sound.
It was just a momentary spark, but the whole room suddenly felt warmer!
And the room also began to have a unique smell that comes from the wooden floors and furniture that have been baked in the sun for a long time.
"Some progress."
Lan En narrowed his eyes and commented.
The body of [Turbid Current·Destruction] is basically a sword-shaped Nergigante, which needs to 'eat' high-quality food rich in nutrients to grow and strengthen.
Its bone-white blade is equivalent to the thorns of the Nergigante.
Although Lan En had completely tamed the sword's ferocious nature when he faced the Moon God before and forcibly ordered it not to eat it, it did not dare to eat it.
But this sword was indeed 'uneaten', but it still grew to a certain extent after killing and burning the Moon God.
This is not growth from the Nergigante's appetite.
Lan En felt that it was more like [Combat Skill·Remaining Fire] because it burned the Moon God, so the flame became even more indescribable.
Even Lan En only noticed this after he came away from the intense battle and rested for a day.
[Remaining Fire], that is the slight remnant of the fire kings of the past generations of the Flame World, who allowed themselves to be burned as fuel in order to maintain the [Initial Flame] fire that kept the world stable.
It is not something as great as the [Initial Flame]. It does not burn the chaotic world and build a stable force.
It is just the residue after the burning of that power.
But even so, Lan En rarely saw the time when [Yu Huo] failed to work.
He doesn't need it, but once he activates [Combat Skill: Aftermath], the flames can basically burn everything he wants to kill.
Even the body of an ancient **** trapped in the material world, even in a dream.
It can all burn.
But after burning the body of the Moon God this time, and perhaps the essence of the ancient **** trapped in that body, Lan En somehow felt that the [remaining fire] had become deeper and deeper.
Also getting more and more ancient.