From Prisoner to Si Chen

The fourth block is littered with corpses.

There were corpses everywhere on the road, on the side of the road, and even in the shops or houses on both sides. It was a mess.

Overturned carriages, cargo trailers, trash cans, rags, blood stains...

The air raid siren whined in my ears.

Bombers flew back and forth at high altitudes, dropping bombs continuously.

The loud rumbling noises and piercing gunshots almost never stopped.

In front of Gilan, federal troops continued to shuttle in and out of the building.

He took out the demon-hunting ax without any expression, and while avoiding the soldiers, he quickly headed towards the dental clinic.

While passing through an alley, two federal soldiers quickly ran past the alley. They turned their heads and saw a black shadow flash past.

The next second, my neck hurt.

His eyes were spinning and flying.

Jilan carried the ax and passed by the two soldiers, carrying a handful of blood beads. Behind him, two headless corpses suddenly fell to the ground.

He kept going.

Any lone or few soldiers would be killed by him.

Until Guillen entered through the back door of the clinic.

The scene inside stunned him on the spot.

The clinic is gone.

The physical aspect is gone.

Most of the front wall, glass, signboards and clinic door were all destroyed by heavy machine gun fire from fighter jets. Broken bricks, stones and dust covered the recliners and equipment inside.

The bright sunlight shines directly in.

It shone on two figures, a man and a woman.

They were buried under the debris of the building and there was no movement.

"Mr. Oystercatcher, Miss Seagull?"

Jilan stepped forward quickly and turned over the bricks with his bare hands.

All they saw were two broken corpses.

Originally, he was still lucky, thinking that these two people would not be members of the society, but when he turned over their bodies, what was revealed in front of him was a very familiar face.

Mr. Oystercatcher's eyes were wide-eyed, and his mouth and nose were stained with blood.

Miss Seagull's eyes were tightly closed, and her originally delicate face was extremely pale, losing all vitality and color.

"you……"

Gillan's already depressed heart suddenly sank.

He suddenly felt unable to breathe smoothly, and the air around him seemed to be as heavy as a thousand stones.

Boom!

The ax in Gillan's hand hit the ground.

He lowered his head and gasped for air.

The month since the time traveled is vivid in my mind, and the beauty I had never experienced before suddenly shattered before my eyes.

Unable to suppress his inner emotions, he roared a few times.

That unstable spirit quietly fluctuated violently.

Ji Lan only felt that his vision was distorted, and an unspeakable emptiness rushed directly to the top of his head - the air defense sirens, bombings, gunshots and screams in his ears seemed to be fading away, and the surroundings seemed to fall into peaceful silence.

The oystercatcher and the seagull glowed again.

Like two thin rainbow lines.

Twisted and blurred, it crashed into Gillan's eyes.

He took a step back first, and his confused thoughts suddenly grasped a glimmer of hope.

"Miss Sparrow..."

Ji Lan rushed forward and threw himself on the ruins. Regardless of the rubble and dust, he found their code-named gold coins on the two collective members and held them tightly in his hands.

Immediately, he carefully put it into his alchemical leather pocket and put it together with Mr. Stork's.

"Time is running out……"

Gilan muttered, his eyes painful.

"I don't have time! I'm sorry!"

He abandoned the two bodies and had no time to bury them. He picked up the ax and rushed out of the clinic.

Federal troops were still rampaging through the streets, killing people everywhere.

Before Gilan ducked into the alley, he looked back.

In the distance, the group of federal soldiers seemed to be surrounding a middle-aged officer.

The officer had light eyebrows and narrow eyes, and was rickety and thin. He was wearing a brown military coat, a colonel's epaulette on his right shoulder, a short-brimmed beret on his head, and a black cane in his hand.

He looked at all this with an indifferent expression.

Ji Lan remembered that face deeply.

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He ran non-stop.

I saw more than one dead body along the way. Some are complete, some are incomplete, some are completely dead, and some are still wailing and struggling.

Life is like grass and grass, extremely tragic.

After the initial fear and tension in Gilan's heart, only deathly silence remained.

There was only one thing on his mind -

That is to save Miss Sparrow!

Apart from Gillan herself, she may be the only member of the Recording Committee who is still alive!

But the fifth block of Haust was already enveloped in raging fire.

Here, we suffered the most brutal bombing!

The original buildings were basically not spared, and they all collapsed and became ruins. As far as the eye can see, there are empty debris and fire.

There are not even Union soldiers visible here.

They must also know that this is a bombing zone.

Ignoring the fire around him, Gilan headed straight for where he remembered Laurie's apartment was.

"It's coming in time! It's coming in time! It's going to be in time!"

He kept chanting in his mind, and finally turned into a roar.

Soon, he arrived.

Directly ahead, the originally magnificent, elegant and unique single-family apartment had now been turned into ruins and a sea of ​​flames.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, and the heat was sweeping through it.

All that remains is silence and ruin.

Just when Jilan's breath was stagnant and his eyes were dim, he suddenly heard a faint, hysterical scream from the crackling sound.

His eyes moved, and his figure suddenly jumped out!

Ignoring the sea of ​​fire and the feeling of suffocation, I rushed in.

Gillan jumped a few times on the ruins, and found a thick wooden board leading to the basement under a collapsed wall. The boards were splintered and on fire.

He put on his leather gloves, lifted up the board with an expressionless face, held his breath and jumped down.

Snap!

In the thick smoke, a slender body was seen curled up on the ground, shaking and twisting, with flames still burning on its body.

"Miss Sparrow!"

Ji Lan made a prompt decision and ducked in front of the other party. He didn't care so much and took off all the burning clothes on her body.

At the same time, he quickly took out the last throat medicine and poured it into the other person's mouth.

Bitter throat medicine can effectively heal internal and external injuries and burns, and has a strong pain relief effect. After drinking the potion, Miss Sparrow's painful reaction was immediately relieved.

He looked at the dying girl in his arms, his Adam's apple rolled, and for a moment he felt that something was blocked in his throat.

The originally playful and beautiful Miss Sparrow was burned beyond recognition. The delicate and fair skin all over his body turned as black as charcoal, even leaving patches of bloody white scars.

Her smooth and beautiful blond hair was gone, and she was now ferociously bald.

She closed her eyes tightly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

The chapped lips were slightly open, but they could only let out a hoarse, unexplained cry, which made Jilan's heart tremble slightly.

"Miss Sparrow, don't be afraid, it's me...Snowy Owl."

Jilan said solemnly.

"You're going to be okay! Hang in there!"

To comfort him, he took out the remaining two rolls of potion gauze from his alchemy leather pocket and carefully wrapped them around the girl's body.

Finally, he took off his windbreaker and wrapped her up.

Gilan held the unconscious Miss Sparrow on his side, returned from the original route, and then quickly escaped from the wealthy area and headed towards the southern exit of Brak City.

Fortunately, there were fewer federal troops encountered along the way, and Gilan deliberately avoided it, so he successfully left Brak City after spending a little more time.

It was already afternoon.

Gilan held the girl across the dead bridge.

There was still a roar from the city cluster behind him.

At this time.

He suddenly discovered that the sky had become gloomy at some point, and the colors he could see all took on a gray and cold tone, like the end of the world.

A black retro car was parked behind a big tree.

Gillan walked over quickly.

Charles, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo, also stepped out from behind the tree at the right time and came forward with a look of fear on his face.

"Master, you are finally here!"

Ciel said nervously.

"I didn't expect... I didn't expect the Federation to move so quickly! The giant airship and bombers dropped artillery bombs on the city, and everything was blown up!"

Gilan said nothing, quietly placed Miss Sparrow on the back seat of the car, and then turned to look at Ciel.

He said hoarsely:

"If I'm not back before dark, you drive her away."

"Master?!"

Old Charles' expression changed drastically.

"What are you going to do? You must not go back again!"

Boom! !

The darkened sky thundered.

Without saying a word, Gilan turned around, picked up the ax and walked away towards the city.