Ember Gun

  Chapter 656 Meeting

  "Clean up organs, Lorenzo Holmos, Mechanical Institute, Pillar of Forge, Death Row..."

  The demon made a low sound, exposing a series of vague vocabulary.

  In the scarlet eyes, there was a blazing fire, as if another burning soul was lodged in this distorted body.

   "So this is what you are guarding?"

  The monster controlled by Roger lowered his head. It looked at the soldier in his hand and saw that he had lost consciousness, his eyes were hollow and gloomy, and his body was lying softly, as if he had lost the support of his bones.

  He still breathes, but in fact this is just the instinct of the flesh, the real him is dead.

  At the moment Roger invaded him [Gap], his consciousness was torn apart, and Roger greedily devoured his memory, and found the purpose of eliminating the organs from this broken crack.

   "Death prison..."

  It whispered, and a smile appeared on its hideous face.

  This is the reason why the cleansing mechanism resists so much. As long as it is destroyed, the will of these humans can be defeated, and then the great sublimation will come.

Throwing the soldiers away, more demons appeared in the dark, they tore the soldiers into pieces, and they were all eaten up. There were more corpses in the wreckage of the ruins. The large Geiger counter was dumped and damaged. It was like a tombstone. , To commemorate the fall here.

  The sporadic gunfire reverberated all around, but it soon calmed down. The demon completely captured this stronghold and swallowed it together with the secrets hidden here.

  The blazing whiteness in the eyes of the demon gradually decayed. With Roger's departure, its consciousness was once again muddled and turned into an ordinary demon, leaving only the desire for flesh and blood in his mind.

  They swept the surrounding flesh and blood, then gathered into a tide, and launched an attack towards the next target.

  In the farther places, within the defense line of the agency, the streets were already empty. The citizens were mobilized and took refuge. Only soldiers were left running, transporting supplies, and supporting the defense line.

  It seemed that all the living people disappeared in an instant, leaving only the empty city. Before some doors could be closed, the windows flapped constantly, and the wind lifted the curtains and rolled out of the house.

  It can be seen that the room is still bright, and there are dogs walking out of the house in the rain and fog. The terrain here is higher, and the water only covers the soles of its feet.

  The puppy barked in panic, looking for its little owner, but under the rain and mist, no one responded to its call. I don’t know how long it took, a dim figure appeared at the end of the rain and mist.

  He kicked and stomped, splashed a lot of rain, and moved forward like a dance, constantly humming a relaxing melody.

  Roger’s dancing posture is very elegant. In this situation, it has a different meaning. It’s a pity that there are no spectators here. The only living thing is probably the puppy not far away.

  It noticed Roger's arrival, and snarled and growled. The instinct of the beast made it fear Roger.

   "Are you lost?"

  Roger stopped his dance steps, with a relaxed face, squatting down, rubbing the puppy's chin gently.

   "The real murderer."

   Seeing the puppy’s fangs, Roger was not angry, but smiled and rubbed harder.

   "No no, boy, demonstrating to the enemy, it's not like this," Roger whispered, "but it's like this."

  After speaking, a fiery flame ignited in Roger's eyes, as if there was another ferocious face covering his face.

  Evil and fangs, scarlet eyes opened, reflecting the things in front of you like a kaleidoscope, as if you were in deep darkness.

  Roger smiled, followed by a great panic, the puppy let out a scream, it flees Roger's palm in terror, wading into the shadows with its tail sandwiched between the water.

  Roger stood up, looked at the figure of the puppy fleeing, and laughed.

   "Run, boy, go to your little master."

  The ease he has never had before, just as his long-cherished wish for many years will be completed at this moment, Roger feels that he is about to complete the ultimate ideal, and after that...

   "I should also go to my master."

  Roger laughed, he was strolling on the empty street, at the end of the road, in the deserted industrial area, the fire had not yet been extinguished.

  ……

  Icy, icy cold to the bones.

  As if his body was frozen into the ice, Naveen gradually couldn't feel where his body was, lost all consciousness, even the pain was slowly healed.

  This...Is this death?

  Nawen wondered, his thoughts were gradually freezing, breathing became more and more difficult, but when the darkness was about to swallow him completely, a pair of powerful hands dragged him out of the stagnant water.

  The man carried him vigorously, and led him to move among the roaring gunfire.

"Ha ha……"

  Navin breathed in pain, and it felt good to come back alive, but it was also terrible. His lungs seemed to rupture, and every breath caused a huge amount of pain.

   "What's the situation? Sheriff."

  Navin asked with difficulty, that he is not a soldier who cleans up agencies, nor is he anonymous. He is just an ordinary citizen, and the only thing that is not unusual is that his profession is a police officer.

  This is a nightmare moment. No one tells Navin what is going on. They can only take up their weapons in a hurry and protect themselves in the cannon fire.

  "Fortunately, those monsters were repelled back..."

  The sheriff did not continue to say, they are all aware of what will happen afterwards, these monsters will come back, just like before.

  Repulsed several times, returned several times, endless, just like this nightmare, as if there is no end.

  They protected the safety of the citizens under the heavy rain, but a few monsters who broke through the defense line disturbed here. After the fighting broke out, the rioters arrived late and killed these monsters, but they still caused huge damage.

  The sheriff hoped that someone could stay and protect them, but the rioters could not. They rushed to the defensive line to meet the demons.

  The flowers of death are blooming everywhere, and everyone tries their best to survive.

  The rioters could not stay. Only soldiers with weapons remained behind, but they could not take care of the citizens at all times. At this time, the police officers stood up.

  They used police posts to communicate with each other, stabilize the order, evacuate citizens into the stronghold, and coordinate with the soldiers who cleaned the organization.

   The hideously deformed corpse fell aside, blood pouring out of it.

  Navin was a little afraid to look at this nightmare creature. The young police officer couldn't imagine that there were such existences in the world. They were as strong as bulls, covered with fangs and claws.

   "Aren't you afraid? Sheriff."

  Navin asked, he was carried into the building by the sheriff. The hall inside was crowded with citizens. People ran back and forth, dragging simple stretchers.

  This not only protects the citizens, but also the logistics of the defense line. The wounded are evacuated here, and a large amount of supplies are constantly being transported here to maintain the defense line.

  "Only those who are alive can feel scared, and when they die, there is nothing left."

  The sheriff tried to keep calm, with a firm expression on his face.

   "You have a good rest."

  He put Navin down, and a medical staff rushed over. The white coat was portrayed with a brain pierced by a lancet. The sheriff had never seen such a sign, nor had he seen such a doctor.

  The sheriff did not think too much. Today, he has seen too many new things, as if the strange ghosts he encountered in the first half of his life were not as many as he saw in this day.

   sighed, the order at the scene was fairly stable. The sheriff thought someone would shout, seeking a truth, and figuring out what was going on.

  But it was like being frightened and stupefied. The vast majority of the citizens had their eyes sluggish and did not react at all, as if their sanity had been disintegrated under extreme fear.

  They huddled together, kept silent, there was no crying, and the silence was a little scary, but with the current madness, the sheriff felt nothing strange.

  Finally had some time to rest. He leaned against the wall and slowly raised his hand. Looking at the lines on his palm, the sheriff looked a little confused.

  Actually, he is so calm, not like he said to Navin. The reason why the sheriff is so sensible is because he feels a strange sense of familiarity with all this.

  Yes, it’s very interesting. I actually feel familiar with such a crazy world, as if I have experienced it before.

  In some...some nightmare that is about to be forgotten by oneself.

  Now that the nightmare overlaps with reality, he is back here again.

  His eyes were ecstatic, as if he was about to fall into a certain whirlpool, at which time the alarm sounded.

  "The line of defense has been breached...refuge..."

  There was such a sound on the broadcast, intermittently, and finally calmed down.

  The sheriff's face turned pale, he ran out of the building, and saw an endless fire igniting at the end of the street, and the flames reached the sky, as if the fire had fallen from the sky.

Groups of rioters rushed in the direction of the fire. They swept across the street at high speed, stepped on splashes, and cracked the ground. After a while, a dazzling band of light rose. They drew an arc and fell on the ground to make a roar. Explosion.

  The fear in my heart is constantly rising. Something is approaching. They have broken through the barriers of defense and are advancing here.

  The sheriff turned his head. He wanted to call these citizens to evacuate to a safe place, but he met with a pair of empty and numb eyes.

  Fleeing here has exhausted their last courage. Now people are like poor worms watched by beasts, and they can’t even take steps.

  But this is not the whole story. There are still some citizens who are sane to fight against all of this. They cooperate with soldiers and doctors, but in this case, relying on them can still do nothing.

"Give way!"

  The woman is holding her child and squeezing to and fro in the crowd. In this case, she still has the courage to step forward, not sure if it is to survive or the child in her arms.

  The girl shrank in fear, and put her head on her mother's chest, not daring to look around.

   "Sheriff! What should we do?"

  The woman noticed the police badge on the sheriff's body. She squeezed through the crowd and walked quickly. Unlike these people who were captured by fear, the woman didn't want to die yet, at least she didn't want to die with her daughter.

"I……"

  The sheriff hesitated, but he didn't know what to do.

  He has no ability to meet these monsters, but if he is allowed to escape, he does not know where to escape. The heavy rain seems to have no end, trapping everyone in such a nightmare.

The sound of the explosion was close at hand, and the sheriff looked towards the end of the street. He could already see hordes of demons advancing. The rioters resisted stubbornly. Countless bullets came from all directions, dragging them to death. live.

How to do?

  The sheriff's mind was blank, and at this moment an exclamation sounded.

The ferocious shadows walked through the buildings, and the sharp claws scratched the walls and got stuck in them. They clung to them and crossed the ground line of defense. The rioters also noticed this. The gunfire poured out, and most of the demons were destroyed. It was shot down, but there were still a few that crossed the line of defense.

  The soldiers and the unknowns began to retreat, trying to protect the citizens, but they were still too slow, the stagnant water slowed their pace, and the demon descended.

"go back!"

  The sheriff yelled and ordered the woman to return to the building, but he had no time to escape, so he could only quickly take out his pistol and fire.

  He worked hard to pluck up the courage to let himself look directly at death, and his hands were constantly bursting with fire, illuminating the monster's strange face.

  The bullet can be seen to stimulate the starting point scarlet on the distorted flesh and blood, but this failed to stop the demon from advancing.

dying.

  The sheriff thought this way, but his vision changed rapidly in the next second, and he felt only a moment of pain. Then he was violently knocked out, fell off the steps, and fell into the stagnant water.

He got up embarrassedly, but saw that in the position where he just stood, a scarlet figure had replaced him, like a dance. The man wielded a jackknife and surrounded the demon slashing. Every time he swiped the knife, he would take A large piece of flesh and blood, beheaded in the wailing of the demon, pierced through the heart.

  Eve's body was stained with warm blood, which dispelled a lot of the chill for her. She panted and looked at the sheriff. At this moment, the two looked at each other.

   "What a terrible reunion, Pres."

  Looking at the embarrassed man, Eve didn’t know whether it was fate or other reasons. She smiled helplessly.

"you know me?"

  Pres looked at Eve, he didn’t remember that he knew this fierce man.

  Eve did not continue to say anything, and she was not surprised to see that Pres had forgotten herself.

  Since the previous encounter with the demon, the personnel involved in the Suyalan Hall were sent to the Black Mountain Hospital. Under the influence of antimemetic, they forgot their encounter with the demon, and even more by the way.

  She and Pres are already people in two worlds. No matter how much it is said, it is useless. It is already extremely lucky to see each other alive.

Pres still wanted to ask something, but after the rain and fog, more footsteps sounded. Pres looked up, only to find that during the period of time between him and watching Eve, there were a few more demons around him. Corpse, and a stranger is standing next to the corpse, wiping the blade.

  Sao Liangxi noticed Pres' gaze, she looked at it and smiled.

   "Nine...Nine summer people?"

   Press's expression became numb.

   "Buskalo?"

  The woman’s slightly puzzled voice sounded. She stood on the steps and wanted to see if the sheriff was well, but she saw a familiar figure walking out after the rain and fog.

  Buskalo was covered in blood, holding a hatchet in his hand, he was as if he had been killed from a pile of dead people, no matter how decadent, he was full of killing intent at this moment.

  But after hearing the woman's cry, Buscalo's surging murderous aura suddenly stopped. He looked at the woman, and after a few seconds, he dropped his hatchet and staggered over.

   "Oh, actually I always persuade him to be single."

  Oscar was holding a long sword and being supported by Rod. The old things along the way seemed to be possessed by the **** of war, slashing and killing many monsters.

   "Forget it, I can only wish this friend step into the grave again."

   Oscar said sourly.

  It was like a strange party. Pres slowly got up. He felt that it was difficult for him to be affected by anything. Then he heard a harsh scream, as if a storm was gathering above his head.

   raised his head, only a flash of light pierced the sky, falling into the endless fireworks ahead, setting off a bigger wave.

  (End of this chapter)