Chapter 1339 1311 Fire Paper Thunder Paper

Chapter 1339 1311. Fire Paper Thunder Paper

After being convinced that Lan En was really close to 70% sure that he could end this long hunting night after a series of actions.

Irene's originally cold and erratic voice became eager and motivated.

After all, in terms of human mental endurance, every sober hunter in Yharnam now has already collapsed and barely supported their spirits, and they don't know how many rounds it has come again.

This has indeed trained their extraordinary skills and experience, but they are all too tired.

As a 'hunter who hunts crazy hunters', the crow hunters are under even greater pressure.

But 'hope' is such a tempting magic.

No matter how collapsed and tired a person is, as long as he sees the dawn of this thing, he will have more motivation out of thin air.

After the conversation, Irene shook the crow feather cloak that had been tangled into a large piece by the sticky blood of the beast, and then left the Orton Chapel without stopping.

She was going to go to the places where Simon often stayed to confirm what state Simon, who had died in the collapsed dream, was in now, as a reference for their group.

"Right."

But before Irene left with great enthusiasm, Lan En stretched out his hand and called her.

"I got a stack of [Fire Paper] before, and it feels very useful." The demon hunter took out a piece of frosted paper from his bag and showed it to Irene. "Is there any place in Yharnam that has this kind of small prop now?"

In the eyes of Lan En, who had just come to Yharnam, [Fire Paper] is a very useful small combat prop.

It can directly attach flames to weapons to increase lethality.

Although today, he can already use the seal to superimpose his swordsmanship and easily use the swordsmanship of [Flowing Fire Blade].

But he saw that the fluff ball liked this kind of prop that can directly increase the lethality and flame state of his weapon in a tense battle.

Although the fluff ball did not come with him this time, he still wanted to take some back as a gift.

"【Fire Paper】?" Irene shook her head impatiently.

Seeing that they were about to do something big, who would have the energy to pay attention to these small props?

But she still took out a small stack of sandpaper from under her crow feather cloak and handed it to Lan En.

However, unlike the dark red 【Fire Paper】, this small stack of sandpaper had blue arcs "crackling" from time to time.

"I have used up the 【Fire Paper】 on me. This is 【Thunder Paper】. It is used in the same way, but the weapon is no longer wrapped with flames, but electric current."

While stuffing the stack of sandpaper in her hand into Lan En's hand, Irene explained it briefly.

"This is the research result of Archibald, the 【Weird】 in the Hunter Workshop. Like 【Fire Paper】, it is not a very profound technology. If you need it, I can make some for you in the workshop."

Lan En raised his eyebrows, pinched a piece of "crackling" sandpaper with some surprise, and looked at it in front of his eyes.

He didn't expect that Yharnam also had the technology to attach thunder to weapons.

However, judging from the color, this kind of thunder is closer to natural thunder, and is very similar to the one released by the Qilin.

Compared with the golden thunder used to hunt dragons in the Flame World, it is very different.

But we can't just judge from the surface. After all, if it was placed in other worlds, Lan En would not think much about it, but in the strange and gloomy Yharnam, this kind of thunder is probably just similar in color to natural thunder.

The essence should still be thunder and lightning produced by supernatural means.

If it was before, then a small prop like [Thunder Paper] would not only make the flannel ball happy, but also be very useful to Lan En.

But after killing the [Fog Nest Master] Tyrannosaurus, he has made it clear that he has the authority to cast a certain unique spell system of the Flame World, [Miracle].

Although he is not sure where this authority comes from, he can use [Miracle·Thunder Sword] anyway, and directly attach the golden thunder for hunting dragons to his weapon.

So the practicality of [Thunder Paper] to Lan En himself is greatly reduced.

But

"You said, you can make this kind of small prop?" Lan En put the [Thunder Paper] into the alchemical leather bag on his waist and asked the Crow Hunter with interest.

"I didn't know how to make it at first." Irene answered briefly. After seeing hope, she couldn't wait to take action.

"But after so many times of backtracking, even if it's a fluke, there should be some improvement."

"This technology is not too profound. Although it is controlled by the church workshop, I still say that I have experienced backtracking so many times."

"If you are interested in these small props, I will teach you after we are done."

Lan En nodded with interest.

But before the demon hunter could say anything, the bird-beak mask of the Crow Hunter was stunned for a moment, and then a muffled sigh came out from inside.

"'After we're done'. I can't imagine that I'll have the chance to say this. In this long and endless night of hunting."

"Have some faith in me." Lan En encouraged her in a joking tone, but his eyes were very serious. "I'm quite interested in this craft. I must learn it and play with it."

"Then wish me good luck." The bird-beak mask nodded up and down, "Wish you good luck too, kind hunter."

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"Are you going to Byronvis again?" Henrik asked Lan En in confusion while cleaning the meat and rough black hair stuck in his meat saw.

"Didn't we just go there?"

But his confused and confused sense of time made his tone unconsciously carry a bit of self-doubt.

In his mind, he had been to Byronvis with Lan En once and came back that night, which was a round trip.

And from the church town to Byronvis, he had to go back and forth again in one night? Isn't this crazy?

But in fact, that happened nearly half a year ago.

Lan En was not surprised to see Henrik's self-confusion in the difference between thinking and feeling.

Because an unconscious hunter can never see the truth.

Sure enough, Henrik's slight self-doubt was soon affected by the silent and traceless power.

The confused sense of time deceived him again.

"I'm just telling you something," the demon hunter shrugged indifferently at the old hunter. "When I left last time, I forgot to ask Master William about something. This matter is urgent, so I have to go again."

"Didn't we kill all those crazy beasts on the way before? I'm just going on another trip, no trouble."

The old hunter looked at Lan En with a suspicious look.

He turned his head to look at Gascoigne's family.

The hunter who used to be a priest seemed to feel his gaze, turned his head and nodded up and down.

".I'd better go with you." The old hunter pressed the khaki hat on his head and whispered. "You brought a lot of food, and you can last for a long time if you save some. Gascoigne is back too, so I don't have to worry about this."

"And after the blood moon rose, those dirty beasts have changed a lot. If you think they are as easy to deal with as before, it will definitely be bad."

Lan En smiled indifferently.

Firstly, his fighting ability is no longer comparable to that when he first arrived in Yharnam, so he is very confident.

Secondly, he remembers the path leading to Byronvis very clearly. He and Henrik fought each other to the death at that time, so what danger could there be?

Not even to mention "danger", is there anything on this road that can "scare" him? It's impossible

"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

Under the blood moon, on the empty and gloomy streets of Yharnam, the demon hunter suddenly jumped back a small step in shock, and his mouth subconsciously burst out with a long-lost curse!

Lan's amber cat eyes widened, and his body leaned back slightly under the instinctive resistance, as if trying to stay away from the thing in front of him.

The monster that suddenly jumped out of the corner in front of him, the "jumping out" action itself did not scare him, because his excellent and extraordinary hearing had already detected the existence of the monster before the other party took action.

What scared Lan was the other party's form.

The beasts of Yharnam are bizarre and terrifying, but Lan En only now knows what kind of form these things will show under the blood moon.

It was a monster whose beast disease had developed to a deep stage, and its form was basically a werewolf.

Lan En had seen at least a dozen of this kind of monsters in Yharnam.

He should have been calm.

But the one in front of him.

"Huh~"

It lay on the ground, and the hot air it exhaled turned into a white mist when it approached the ground.

Those limbs slapped on the wet stone brick floor in a mess.

Yes, messy limbs.

The body of this "werewolf" was not a regular, skinny werewolf covered with black hair. Instead, it seemed that many wolves, dogs, and human limbs were fused and entangled together to form its waist, chest, abdomen, legs and other limbs!

And it seemed that the fusion was not good, or there was a skinned dog leg that was not taken into the body and stretched out from the waist to the sky, or a human hand was hanging from the belly!

The sound of it crawling on the ground was as terrifying as several bloody hands clapping on the ground.

However, Lan En was not the kind of person who would be affected by the enemy's weird and ugly appearance in a tense and anxious battle.

The reason why he was so "careless" now was because he didn't think that this scene would be dangerous at all.

"Bang!"

The hunter's musket burst into fire from behind the demon hunter, and the mercury bullet hit the monster's chest at a critical and delicate moment, causing it to stagger uncontrollably.

Then, the old hunter in khaki flashed as lightly and swiftly as a ghost and came in front of the monster.

With a "puff", blood splattered!

[Visceral Critical Hit]!