Chapter 1475 1447 Attacker

Chapter 1475 1447. Attackers

Although the castle town of Iwamura City is not big, it at least has some.

The resting places for farmers who grow crops outside or small vendors, and caravans who transport supplies to sell and resell, are all in this circle.

The caravan resting in the Thirteenth Sakura Village is the local caravan of Iwamura City, so the man who hanged himself has a house in the castle town.

Lan En's tall figure and the armor that is obviously not ordinary goods have attracted the attention of many people in the busy castle town.

People shrank back, and although they watched, no one dared to step forward.

Fortunately, the house of the man who hanged himself was at the edge of this residential area, just a few steps away.

A single-room wooden thatched house, similar to the house where the man was placed in the Thirteenth Sakura Village.

As soon as he approached, the demon hunter's nose twitched slightly, and then his brows immediately frowned!

"Bang!"

The footsteps quickened, and he didn't kick the door directly, but the sound of suddenly opening the door was still a loud muffled sound.

The dust on the wooden wall was shaken off.

But the situation after opening the door

The wooden house was dim, the oil lamp in the corner had been burned out, and the air was filled with the smell of cheap and turbid burning soybean oil.

And an old woman in peasant clothes was hanging on the beam of this wooden house.

I don't know if it was because of the vibration when Lan En pushed open the door, or some more supernatural reason.

Her body was still swaying steadily and unhurriedly.

"Shua~Shua~"

Her belt dragged loosely on the ground, and as her body swayed, it was dragged back and forth on the ground, making a sound of friction between the cloth and the ground.

"Meow?!"

At this time, the fluffy ball also rushed between the legs of Lan En who was holding the door, and shouted in surprise at the hanging old woman.

It's not that the fluffy ball has never seen a dead person.

But what it saw were people who died in battles with enemies or monsters. They ended their own lives. Whether in the new world where it grew up or in subsequent journeys, it really had never seen such a thing.

In addition, the expression of this old woman when she died was too weird.

If a normal person hanged himself, it would be okay to look like a hanged ghost with a long tongue.

Neither Lan En nor the flannel ball would be too surprised to see this, after all, they were all people who had experienced the battlefield.

But this old woman, her eyes were wide open, and that expression was not even the pain of death, but it seemed that she was looking at something in front of her with resentment and hatred.

Under the messy dry hair, on the face that was strangled to black and purple, only the eyes were pale and shining!

The wooden house was dark and silent, as if even the castle town outside in broad daylight was isolated.

The hustle and bustle and sunshine outside had nothing to do with the house.

This old woman should be the mother of the man who hanged himself in Shisan Sakura Village.

Lan En walked slowly into the house in the quiet and dim atmosphere.

He looked straight into the old woman's eyes, those eyes full of resentment and hatred.

From the facial contours, he could see the similarities between this old woman and the man who hanged himself.

Apart from the chilling expression on the old woman's face, her face should be kind and benevolent.

The flannel ball followed Lan En into the silent wooden house.

Only the belt dragging on the ground still made a steady and slow friction sound.

This was not normal.

Generally, people who hang themselves will only shake when they kick off the footrests at the beginning.

The subsequent shaking amplitude will become smaller until it disappears, turning into a monotonous hanging corpse.

But the old woman in front of him was already dead. According to Lan En's observation, the stiffness of her body should have meant that she had died at night.

She committed suicide by hanging herself on the same night as her son, in the same way.

But until Lan En came in, the body was still shaking, and the belt was still dragging on the ground.

Lan En calmly observed the body like a pendulum, and he looked down at the old woman's belt.

This swing and friction reminded him of the scene when he broke into his house in Shisan Sakura Village last night when he helped the hanged man.

The brocade strip that retracted from the light into the shadow, and the feeling of retraction

Isn't it very similar to the current situation?

The brocade strip is the loose belt on the kimono, dragging left and right with the swing of the hanged person's body.

[Residue] seems to make the affected person choose a death method close to that when [Residue] is produced.

Thinking of this, Lan En's eyes moved from the belt on the ground to the old woman's resentful face, and shook his head silently.

Perhaps it can't be called a 'choice'.

Ordinary people have no right to choose when facing [Residue]. Wouldn't the brain that is frightened in a supernatural way be naturally affected?

Lan En sighed, and at the same time wanted to go forward and take the old woman's body down from the rope.

This family, maybe all of them are dead?

With such a feeling in his heart, Lan En reached out his hand. But at this moment.

"Swish!"

A wooden door was torn apart so quickly! So much so that the sound of the wood being torn apart was a bit like cloth!

Some kind of neat and powerful weapon, accompanied by superb skills, came towards Lan En's waist!

"The monster has harmed people! Even the corpse is not spared!"

It was a female voice.

But obviously, this woman was experienced, and her shouting action did not hinder the work at hand at all!

Her action was unusually swift and powerful, and the fluffy ball, who did not react, almost only saw a black shadow passing over his head!

But the fluffy ball did not react, just because it grew up in the New World of benign struggle with nature, and had never seen such a person hanging.

After all, in the New World where life is high, no matter how big the problem is, it is normal to eat and drink a lot, and then regroup and break a way.

Even if you are desperate, you should challenge the enemy who gave you despair with the highest attitude, and then die generously and without regrets.

So from the beginning, the kitten was a little puzzled and sad, standing in a corner of the room with his little paws in his pocket, looking at the swaying corpse.

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The corpse of this hanged old woman may have shocked the cat more than a battle.

But the fluffy ball did not react, but Lan En would not fail to react!

The hand he had stretched out to the hanging corpse suddenly turned and dropped down, blocking his waist on the side far from the attacker!

This action was extremely unusual, even illogical.

In theory, even if you use the arm armor to block the attack, you should put it in front of the attacker and bear the brunt of the attack. What's the matter with blocking it behind you?

But Lan En is not a person who will be disrupted by a surprise attack, or even panic like a headless fly.

He made an unreasonable response only because his opponent was also unreasonable!

The heavy and swift weapon that was almost a black shadow was a giant sickle!

"Zizi!!!"

The sharp friction sound that hurt the eardrums was accompanied by a sudden flash of fierce sparks!

The sickle weapon, the crescent-shaped blade, is a special weapon that can be swung in front of you but hit your back!

As early as in the fight with Yharnam's [First Hunter] Geman, Lan En had already experienced the attack mode of this weapon.

So he made a prompt decision. After using his extraordinary observation to glimpse the shape of the opponent's weapon, he immediately used a restraining method smoothly!

The crescent-shaped arc blade cut in from the outside.

The force that should have cut suddenly, but it just happened to hit a strong arm and a set of heavy armor on the way!

After the sharp friction sound, there was not even a trace left on [Smaug]'s arm armor.

This kind of armor is too poor for cutting damage.

On the contrary, the blade of the giant sickle of the visitor made a small "click" sound of thin steel being broken under the wrestling.

The sound of the thin steel blade being forcibly suppressed and deformed was so rapid that it was compressed into a moment, but Lan En's hand did not stop.

A series of collisions and more intense sparks burst out from the outside of [Smaug]'s arm armor and the sickle blade of the giant sickle!

That was Lan En turning his wrist, trying to use the layered armor structure on his arm armor to simply lock the sickle blade and restrict the movement of the weapon.

This judgment made in a flash of consciousness was indeed effective.

The sickle blade that was so powerful just now that it was almost a black shadow was directly stopped by Lan En!

The attacker holding the sickle looked up in surprise.

And it was only then that Lan En turned his head and saw the appearance of this person clearly.

The first thing that caught his eye was a vermilion evil ghost mask, and the face under the mask was a woman.

She was looking at Lan En with a determined and resentful look.

Short hair, a bit like a bob. Slender figure, in sharp contrast to such a big thing in his hand.

A set of armor that seemed to be made of biological materials.

Not as thick as battlefield armor, but more convenient, with a fur vest made of something unknown on her shoulders.

The fluffy fur vest made her look much more imposing.

The design concept of this armor is very similar to the school equipment of the demon hunter.

It doesn't look like it is used to deal with the same kind of fighting.

But Lan En is more concerned about other things!

"Wow~"

In a level that ordinary people can't hear or see, a light sound of light flowing, accompanied by a dreamy glimmer, emerged and condensed from this person's shoulder!

Possessed spirit? !

Lan En, who had just seen similar things from Qilin and Flannel Ball, recognized it at first sight!

Will this thing appear to help in battle?

Lan En, who still didn't understand the possessed spirit, naturally took a closer look.

And just at this time.

"Sir, pay attention to your hands!"

Mentos's reminder and Lan En's own sense of strangeness in his hand almost came to his mind at the same time.

He suddenly felt that his arm armor couldn't lock the sickle blade!

A "click" sound came from the root of the sickle blade, which was a familiar movement to Lan En.

——The sound of the mechanical structure starting!