Bear School Astartes-Chapter 768 - 751. New Patterns

As the Ancient Deer-headed Spirit spread its arms wide, the immense and dense chaos magic power erupted unrestrainedly!

The heterogenous, supernatural force made everyone feel physically nauseous and breathe with difficulty for a moment.

Lann’s gaze suddenly turned profound.

With the activation of [Spirit Vision], under the heavy chaos magic power of the Deer-headed Spirit, Lann abruptly lowered his body, spirals of air attached to his legs, and lunged forward!

[Acceleration Spell]made the silhouette of the Demon Hunter vanish like a wisp of blue smoke.

And in his original position, numerous sharp and hard tree roots erupted from the ground like a fountain!

Countless tons of rocks and monster fossils were like dust compared to these roots, unable to hinder the roots conjured from thin air by the chaos magic power in the slightest.

However, Lann’s forward charge was not a mere[Acceleration Spell].

In that instant, a faint red fighting spirit flame flickered on his body and the Lady of the Lake’s Sword.

"Ding~"

The fighting spirit issued a particular light sound.

A flash of red light, and the air current erupted from the tree roots propelled Lann’s already swift figure even faster!

With a ’whoosh,’ he reappeared half a meter in front of the Ancient Deer-headed Spirit!

And as the Deer-headed Spirit used magic to conjure roots out of thin air, which had lived for countless years and had killed several Demon Hunters, it simultaneously conjured roots around itself to obstruct human movement.

These roots were like wooden fences, enclosing the Deer-headed Spirit within.

The Demon Hunter’s [Igni Magic Seal] could counter these roots, and roots conjured by magic fared worse than ordinary branches before magical fire.

At least ordinary branches wouldn’t turn to ashes in one confrontation.

But the counter relationship still depends on magic power.

This Ancient Deer-headed Spirit had already killed Demon Hunters, knowing what the Demon Hunter’s Magic Seal could achieve.

In this world, it wasn’t lacking in substantial power to use magic power suppression.

The mere magic casting ability of a Demon Hunter should pose no threat to it.

Yes, ’should’.

"Boom!!!"

Distinct from the explosion caused by the fighting spirit burst, this was an explosion caused by the magic fire!

Carrying real warmth and light!

The Demon Hunter’s magic power depends on the body, and Lann’s body, long before, was already beyond what could be called a Demon Hunter.

The [Igni Magic Seal] fanned out as a fan-shaped shockwave, instantaneously turning these branches into charred, fragile deadwood with orange-red magic flame.

It wasn’t over yet, following immediately...[Air Blade Grand Spin]!

The full-bodied and tension-filled 360-degree spin of the blade, when utilized by Lann, was even more impactful!

Although the shape of Aron Dite in Lann’s hand was considered the size of a hand-and-a-half sword, unlike the tachi commonly used by Hunters.

However, this technique of using the tachi was something crafted by Lann himself.

Not the traditional [Monster Combat Technique] of Hunters, but something born from the integration of various sword techniques Lann had learned.

In the [Air Blade Grand Spin], air blades rotating rapidly were coiled around the Lady of the Lake’s Sword.

These air blades were skillfully controlled, extending out from the blade, extending the attack range by proxy.

Moreover, the high-speed circulating airflow enveloped the residual fire left by the [Igni Magic Seal].

The influx of a large amount of air left orange-red hot lines along the trajectory of the air flow blades extended from the sword.

Fighting spirit technique, air flow blades, and Magic Seal’s collaborative amplification—[Heartless Flow: Flowing Fire Blade]!

The previously scattered [Igni] flames were now unified into a single blade by the air flow blades of the long sword!

In a sweep, the ’root fence’ protecting the Deer-headed Spirit instantaneously turned to ashes.

The orange-red hot blade did not lose momentum, cutting through the Deer-headed Spirit’s instinctively raised arm.

With a ’thud,’ the blade cut into the brittle sound of deadwood, then smoothly glided past like flowing water.

The Deer-headed Spirit’s entire hand was directly sliced off, flying into the air.

Soon followed by the residual fire at the cut, turning to ash before hitting the ground.

The counterforce from severing the Deer-headed Spirit’s arm also compressed the fighting spirit, adding a layer of shimmering white light to Aron Dite, besides the orange-red flame.

[Tachi Blade Opening - White Blade].

Lann reappeared three meters behind the Deer-headed Spirit, like a wisp of blue smoke.

In his hand, the slender and elegant long sword spun flowers, leaving a trail of gorgeous light and shadow in the dim and damp Valley of Miasma.

The Deer-headed Spirit remained like a plant, showing no emotion.

It merely extended vines from the severed wrist, reforming them into a claw-like shape. It turned its head and looked at Lann through the hollow eyes on its skull.

"Don’t be surprised, they say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks."

The Demon Hunter said calmly.

"And I consider myself still quite young. Are you surprised?"

It’s unclear how he perceived ’surprise’ from a skull face without flesh or blood.

Nevertheless, the Deer-headed Spirit responded to the Demon Hunter’s taunt.

"Woo~"

A long and deep sound emanated from below the skull, giving everyone a chill down their spine.

This sound traveled far, eliciting a response.

The cacophony of voices was the collective call of the local Paralyzing Thief Dragons.

In the Magic World, the Deer-headed Spirit could command the wolves and crows of the forest as combat helpers and regular informants.

Yet in this world, its ’assistants’ had clearly upgraded.

With the sounds of reptilian claws and scale armor crawling on the damp ground approaching.

A black mist whirled and rose again around the Deer-headed Spirit.

A sound of dense, scalp-tingling insect wings vibrating came from within the black mist.

The local giant bees of the Valley of Miasma, carnivorous insects, were faceplate-sized. Their tail stingers secreted venom potent enough to paralyze even battle-hardened hunters for five to six minutes!

The Deer-headed Spirit tilted its head, watching Lann without turning its face.

Yet the newly grown skinny claw pointed provocatively towards the Grand Commander and the fluffy ball.

The black mist on its body instantaneously scattered into countless giant bees, swarming towards the Grand Commander and the little cat.

The sheer number could even flash by and take away several pounds of flesh from these two.

Nevertheless, among the mass of black giant bees and the shadows on the perimeter where the Paralyzing Thief Dragons were arriving.

Several bright white blue lights began to emit glow and heat.

"Boom!!!"

Thunder exploded through the atmosphere, the sharp sound plunging everyone present into temporary deafness.

Only the sharp tail sound of thunder resonated in the ears continuously.