[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bear-school-astartes":3,"chapter-bear-school-astartes-bear-school-astartes-chapter-963":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Bear School Astartes",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1620764,2087,"Chapter 963 - 945: The Art of ’Feasting","bear-school-astartes-chapter-963",963,"\u003Cp>Gwendolin’s Illusion Technique can create a corridor that extends indefinitely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, every time the enemy tries to approach or harm him, their efforts are in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because with every step the enemy takes, the corridor extends further. They can never reach him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was the power he possessed long ago, in distant times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His power today is gradually declining, far from what it once was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Elderidge merely entangled with him in the corridor for three or four hours before it collapsed on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwendolin, escaping the illusion, not only lost the barrier protecting him but also lost the little power he had left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally attentive to Divine Race dignity, considering himself an exemplar, the Shadow Sun now can’t help but gasp heavily with his thin lips parted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several snake legs were slipping in the black mire Elderidge brought, urging Gwendolin to stay as far away from this filthy and dangerous Lord of Cinder as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that grasping black mire was stretching freely in the bedchamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a hunter boasting its power, leisurely observing its prey’s struggle, confident of its victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t anxious, although he longed for the Divine Race’s flesh and power, he could still uphold his ’dining philosophy.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elderidge delights in, even craves to propagate his ’dining philosophy’ to others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——Feasting truly while bathing in cries, while feeling life’s tremors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unconsciously, Gwendolin had already retreated to the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he stubbornly clung to the weapon in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sign of surrendering or giving up, he wouldn’t allow himself to show weakness that would satisfy the creature during its feast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsss!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After escaping the illusion, three Silver Knights immediately followed the highest command they had received, from the Shadow Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To start attacking Elderidge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Silver Knights fought silently, only letting golden lightning blossom with noise on their swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s undeniable that each Silver Knight, even if their spirit dulled to that of a golem or wandering soul, was still a Great Knight who triumphed in the Ancient Dragon War.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excluding Lords of Cinder and Divine Race’s high-level powers, each could be considered a powerful Hero Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the human heroes, each legendary one could solo annihilate over a hundred Knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps these heroes truly could achieve such feats, but when facing Silver Knights, they would likely be overwhelmed by more than two or three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the Silver Knight Order guarding the Divine Race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... when facing a Lord of Cinder-level enemy, a limited number of Silver Knights are ineffectual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crackling golden lightning was originally the story King Gwyn showcased to the Silver Knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when the sword blades encircled by golden lightning struck Elderidge’s tar-like body, it only spread web-like lightning patterns at the impact point, failing to disperse more broadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Able to inflict damage, yet similar to the situation back in the Profound Church when Elderidge crushed Rosalie’s followers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without causing sufficient damage, Elderidge’s body couldn’t be considered ’injured’!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The large fragments of bone floating inside the dirty Lord of Cinder body were shattered further by the Silver Knights, yet Elderidge’s movements were completely unhindered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, the tar-like body clung to the ancient and vivid silver armor of the Silver Knights as they approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound of acid corrosion emerged from the point of contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver knight armor, which remained bright through thousands of years and countless battles, was scarred with hideous black marks within moments of Elderidge’s body’s touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Silver Knights wouldn’t scream, they wouldn’t even utter a shout or battle cry in the face of life and death opposition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, in Elderidge’s viscous body squeeze, the Silver Knights only produced a metallic screech as their armor twisted and deformed, followed by the sound of the flesh inside breaking, tearing, and shattering...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Silver Knight was completely shredded into fragments, pulled into Elderidge’s heap of black muck, floating among shattered bones, being digested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While another, not engulfed and seemingly not too dulled in awareness, timely severed a companion’s arm, pulling the crippled one back temporarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that they escaped, but Elderidge was savoring the food’s struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blasphemer, heretic of the Divine!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwendolin held his Magic Staff like a bow with an arrow at that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark Moon Magic turned the Magic Staff into a bow’s body, and stretched the bowstring, placing a splendid Moonlight Arrow which Gwendolin fired into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His teeth clenched in anger, for the Silver Knights turned into food, dead without dignity or meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mourning for these ancient warriors plus the disgrace upon the Divine Race birthed such fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Moonlight Arrow launched skyward, under Dark Moon Magic’s effect, replicated into numerous arrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like a rain of blades flashing cold silver light, piercing all the way down!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this magic poorly aligned with Elderidge’s nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would that tar-like body care about stabbing wounds with small trauma areas?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utterly ineffective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like cold raindrops, the arrow rain only exploded into tiny spurts of mud on Elderidge, and then there was no more movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Elderidge, already surging, flowed towards Gwendolin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure of the Dark Moon God disappeared in a hazy purple halo, then reappeared in another location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This magic of shifting positions seemed to make him even more exhausted and powerless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, having already expended a lot of strength before, Gwendolin couldn’t even shift himself very far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of his snake feet suddenly touched a slippery patch, which was the edge of Elderidge’s sprawling body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elderidge seemed to have sensory organs all over, and the moment he touched Gwendolin’s snake foot, the originally thin black mud received focused support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like flesh-eating ants crawling onto a piece of rotten meat, climbing up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwendolin’s face suddenly turned pale, his silver teeth clenched tightly as the tip of his magic staff extended a blade formed by the cohesion of Dark Moon Magic Power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a \"slash,\" he cut off the entire snake foot himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking this opportunity, the Giant Blacksmith realized he was the closest support to the Dark Moon God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared, even the air at his mouth transformed into a tangible airwave from his shout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Elderidge was about to surge black mud waves towards Gwendolin, he planted his massive foot in front of Gwendolin, blocking the Dark Moon God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his own leg was quickly enveloped by the clinging black mire, which continued to climb upwards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no alternative, Gwendolin could only extend the magic blade on his staff again and slash towards the giant’s knee!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant did not cry out in agony, instead, it was Gwendolin who trembled, calling out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutting off the leg of a subordinate who had just saved him... At this moment, both his body and spirit were on the brink of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elderidge was increasingly pleased with the current situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even retreated a little at this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black mud once moving swiftly became unhurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Yes, just like that, scream.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul whispering from the black mud, just hearing it made one feel sticky and heavy, like the mind was coated with a layer of tar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elderidge’s tone was delighted and playful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Great Divine Race, the existence I once revered. Look at your stature now.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’In this grand and glorious Divine Capital, to stand before me, the rebel, and defend you, are only three Silver Knights, and a slave?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’The Divine Race has long declined, in worse shape than the bishop that reveres you!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But amid the slow, leisurely movement of the black mud, he suddenly pierced a rapid tentacle, ensnaring the one-armed Silver Knight, pulling it into his body amidst the curling sound of metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Gwendolin, the Broken-legged Giant, and the Silver Knight found a chance to adjust and rest due to his slow movement, they were forced to become tense again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With erratic, nearly neurotic danger and aggressiveness, the ’food’ lost a sense of security, ultimately having their minds collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Elderidge’s foolproof ’meal trick.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, Gwendolin in front of him, holding the magic staff, had hands trembling from too much force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crippled Silver Knight pulled into Elderidge’s body, in the last moment, still burst forth with golden lightning on the only hand holding a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, the result remained unchanged, Elderidge wasn’t much harmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instead spit out the Silver Knight’s sword, clattering across the marble floor to Gwendolin’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’The stories of the Divine Race, the sacred great thunder, the power of the King of the Sun defeating the Ancient Dragon... tsk tsk.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul’s whisper, revealing a cruel malicious pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’But what use is this power to me, a Lord of Cinders who once sacrificed himself for the world and the First Flame?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’The Fire Age is destined to be a cradle era about to pass, Dark Moon God.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after attacking the enemy’s greatest symbol of strength, Elderidge’s tone suddenly became gentle, even tolerant, compassionate!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Tremble! Lament! Great Shadow Sun.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Let us together, complete this sacred meal!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Afterwards, we can together... transition to the next era... with my help.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I want to save you, save more people!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Just let me devour... just let me devour... I can take you to witness the distant future!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elderidge whispered, while his tar-like body slowly approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drawing closer and closer...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Buzz!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But suddenly, dozens of dark purple shooting stars flew from the tip of Gwendolin’s staff, immediately trailing luminous traces, drifting towards Elderidge.\u003C\u002Fp>",1561,"2026-06-06T10:40:28.727Z",1,"novelbin.me","b754332cdae884bfb02426606be970d77dad7f59421a17d58926e7c7ebeda61d","bear-school-astartes-chapter-1022","bear-school-astartes-chapter-1021",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]