MTL - Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 856 838. Vascular air embolism

Although Fubai was very excited about her first victory in the battle, she was still a good child after all, and killing people was still a bit exciting to her.

 Especially the fact that it caused death for no apparent reason even frightened her a little.

 Lan En checked Fu Bai's hidden sword, and there was indeed only a small amount of blood on it. The color of the blood also belonged to venous blood, and it did not penetrate the fatal part. At the same time, there are no toxin residues on the blade.

 In order to reduce Fu Bai's psychological burden, Lan En decided to do some analysis.

 “What state was the man in when he died?”

“I, I just remember that he was pale, and he was panting hard all the time. After he lay down on the ground, his breathing sound was still harsh, as if he was trying to take out his lungs.”

Lan En scratched his chin and said thoughtfully: "You said you used [Xianfeng Temple Boxing Technique]? Did it make a big fuss?"

 “Uh, not small?”

 Fubo thought it was Lan En asking about her practice progress, so she answered a little timidly.

“That is pulmonary edema and heart failure caused by vascular air embolism.”

 The witcher said firmly after coming to a conclusion.

"What's the meaning?"

The falconer and the little girl she raised are famous among her friends for their equally earth-shattering cultural standards.

However, Hippocrates at the scene couldn't understand the symptoms Lan En mentioned.

The basic feature of [Xianfengji Boxing] is [Air Hammer], which uses technology to control the air pressure around the fists and feet to form a circle of high-density air. You can even use the air layer on your fist to create a slashing angle with a crooked sword in a head-on collision.

After Fubai used his hidden sword to open the veins of the religious guard, a large amount of air brought up by the [Air Hammer] entered the veins, causing an acute vascular air embolism.

 Pulmonary edema and cardiac and circulatory failure are the main causes of death caused by vascular air embolism.

Lan En looked at Fu Bai and the hidden sword in her hand with interest. He had rarely seen this new feature formed by the combination of technology and equipment.

 As long as the opening is opened, it is equivalent to an artificial blood vessel embolus. It is very creative.

 “Then you should be more careful!”

 Kassandra asked Fubo worriedly from the side.

"What if they didn't block you into a building with marble columns this time? On a flat ground, they would kill you as easily as catching a sheep in a sheepfold!"

 Kassandra cares about Furbo.

 Lan En suddenly realized that the fear in the falconer's eyes just now was probably not only because he was worried that his brother would kill Pericles, but also because Phoebe was almost killed by the guards of the Cult of Kosmos.

If these two things really happen, Lann feels that Kassandra will probably give up bringing Alexios back to her family, and more likely, kill him.

But as Lan said, there is no ‘if’.

The Parthenon was destroyed to the point of being almost useless, but Pericles and Phoebe were both intact.

 “We must leave Athens immediately! Leave tonight!”

Aspasia suddenly spoke loudly beside Pericles.

 Emotional and non-negotiable.

 This attracted the attention of the three people and one cat here.

 “Athenians! The city of Athens! There is no room for you anymore. We must leave tonight!”

 But Pericles waved his hands feebly and spoke.

"It was the Cult of Kosmos that wanted to kill me. They pointed me to leave Athens, and then used the window of power to spread their tentacles and take control of this great city. I can't" But, unlike the current era that Pericles despises, Women are different.

Aspasia is a social butterfly who has received a high-quality education and has clear and perfect logic.

Pericles could not twist Aspasia's mind through argument.

"But there is no doubt that: in normal times, you can rely on the power of Athens, which has perfect order, to protect yourself and implement your policy. The Cult of Kosmos does not dare to act openly."

"But now the order is broken! You almost died here just now, but which Athenian will care about your problems at this time?"

Aspasia said to Pericles in an almost begging manner.

She is undoubtedly an Aegean beauty with different characteristics from Cassandra. When such a face is in a pleading posture, few men can say no.

Not to mention, Pericles was now exhausted physically and mentally from the plague and age, and had just experienced an assassination.

"Although, it would be more beneficial to the future of our city-state if you were allowed to stay in Athens as the assassinated consul, or even die in Athens."

Socrates was beside him, and as always he said something that was hard to accept and angry, but made sense.

“But we must ultimately pursue the restraint of morality on people. Ignoring morality and blindly pursuing the maximization of interests will not get far in the first place, let alone thinking about what will happen in the future.”

 “So go now, my friend.”

At last, the fat, hairy philosopher said with a teasing smile to Pericles.

 “Leave Athens with your democratic system that I have long disliked. Live well, Pericles.”

Hippocrates also promised: "I will do my best to curb the development of the plague in Athens until I defeat it, or be defeated by it. You can rest assured."

 “As I say” Kassandra walked over from the side, as vigorous and resolute as ever. "I think Alcibiades has done a good job recently, and he will take over your political legacy well. It's time for you to think about yourself and Aspasia."

“Take my boat and it will set sail tonight.”

 With the sincere persuasion and concern of so many friends, Pericles could no longer persist.

 He seemed a little heavy, but also seemed to be a little relieved and nodded. He was supported by his friends and returned to his mansion, preparing to pack up his belongings and follow Cassandra on the ship to leave the Attica region where Athens is located.

When a group of people left the Parthenon and walked down the cliff, Kassandra took advantage of the height difference in the stairs to hold Lan En's left shoulder.

The witcher's shoulders instinctively twitched, and then he regained his balance.

"You are hurt."

The falconer said firmly.

 The witcher opened his mouth, and finally nodded slightly.

"Your brother can shoot beams just like Harpalos. Although I tried to deflect it as much as possible, but... he is indeed your brother. He is very strong."

The bearskin on Lan En’s shoulders is not very noticeable because it is very fluffy and of good quality.

But in fact, when I used [Quen's Seal] to deflect the light, it shook a little, causing the light to rub past Lan En's shoulder.

There was an inconspicuous scorch mark on the bear's skin, but on the flesh beneath the armor, Lan felt that at least one piece of his flesh had been scorched.

"Your brother has fully tapped the potential of the Sword of Damocles, and his bloodline has become stronger than yours."

Although he was the one who was injured now, Lan still acted as if nothing was wrong, caring and admonishing Cassandra first.

　　"If you face each other in the future, you will have to fight. I suggest you fully develop your Leonidas Spear first, otherwise don't go head-to-head."

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 (End of this chapter)