Latent Syndrome

Chapter 184 183 Promise

Chapter 184 183. Promise

Inside the cockpit of a postal train.

"Speed up to the fastest speed!"

The SCT members fired two threats to warn that they would really kill him. The train conductor did not dare to neglect him at all. Even though the speed was already the fastest, he still could not withstand the life threat of these madmen.

This type of train transporting valuable materials usually sets a speed threshold. Although it is theoretically possible to reach higher speeds, this measure is not recommended in non-emergency situations.

Di Wei never imagined that this rout would actually turn into a desperate journey.

He had already done some research on the route of the Western Express Line, and would soon pass a nearly two-kilometer-long cross-river bridge.

The speed must be increased to the fastest, otherwise the countermeasures bureau will set up obstacles on the railway, and if their backup arrives, they will definitely die.

Although he was in a desperate situation, Di Wei's strong desire for survival broke out and he clung to the train. This was his last hope.

The ace agent's field index has reached at least 2 or above, and he is already standing in the upper reaches of the pyramid. Facing these foreign convicts is not a problem at all.

But there is one in the combat catalog that is equally powerful and can compete with the ace agent.

Under Di Wei's instructions, he must hold on to this train no matter what.

But how could the countermeasures be so easy? All the personnel in the combat directory were knocked off the roof of the car and fell down.

Saka and another S-class infected person from Section 11 also got off the train and continued the fierce battle on the railway area.

The most violent one in the combat catalog was also inseparable from an ace agent, and even fell off the roof of the car during the fierce battle.

The roof was covered in blood, and the steel shell was full of scratches and dents. Even though this train was used to transport gold bars and was extremely strong, it couldn't withstand the trampling of these ferocious people.

Di Wei was still guarding the first few carriages, preventing the countermeasures bureau from overstepping the boundaries and destroying the cockpit.

There is also an ace agent fighting with Di Wei. This ace agent is also a good player even in the first department. He is implied to be a judge and has unparalleled power. This hint does not have a fixed phenomenon, but happens every time. Whatever enemy you encounter will reveal the most difficult vision for that person.

What is astonishing is that Di Wei's most fearful hint is actually just like himself.

Both sides entered the field and fell into a deadly fight.

The scales appeared behind the ace agent, as well as the exaggerated giant sword of judgment. These conceptual blades condensed from things that transcended spirit and matter suppressed Di Zong to the point where he could not gain the upper hand at all. He was retreating steadily, or was cut off in the middle. , or beheaded, and there were several Di Biao corpses on the ground.

This kind of battle is completely one-sided.

Di Wei has been killed several times.

The scene on the top of the train was horrifying. The steel shell was covered with sticky red slurry. The blasting wind blew rapidly, and it actually started to rain blood.

Di Wei also went completely crazy and used an extremely dark technique to burn all the souls residing in his body. At the cost of losing all chances of death, the scale sword released infinite power and probed towards the ace. The member swung away.

…

Colin drove the motorcycle in a straight line, carving a path regardless of whether there was a road or not.

He always had an ominous premonition.

Although the crisis in Los Angeles has basically ended, SCT has not yet ended.

…

A strong wind passed by, and the scene on the roof of the car was extremely blurry.

Di Wei was almost exhausted. He was hacked to pieces and looked like a human being. He was covered in blood and his torso was in tatters. Through the holes that completely penetrated him, one could even see the scene behind him.

Those curses and those evil spirits lingered in Di Zhu's mind. He was not only fighting for himself, but also those undead spirits, those bastards who had killed a thousand swords.

The ace agent's offensive became more and more fierce, but Di Wei saw that he was at the end of his strength. He had spent all his life to consume him to this point. He only needed one last blow.

"die!"

Di Wei shouted, and violently slashed the entire body of the agent in front of him with his sword, killing him instantly with no possibility of survival. He seemed to be in complete control of the situation.

And his own vision has slowly faded, becoming extremely weak, and the power in the different space is like a gossamer. Now he can no longer be resurrected. The undead living in his body have all disappeared, and he no longer has the calmness. , extremely embarrassed, he stumbled and almost fell off the edge of the train.

Is it my own illusion?

Why did the train slow down?

"Sev...you damn traitor!"

Di Bo roared at the top of his lungs and rolled from the roof to the platform outside the cockpit. Silver had already eliminated the SCT members controlling the train conductor and was slowing down the train.

"Ahhhh..."

I don't know if it was a furious shout or a scream. Di Zhuo's face was distorted like a ghost, and his hair soaked in red liquid could be twisted out to bleed. He burst out with the last strength, gathering all the visions into his arms, and blood-red scales appeared. First.

No matter how much Sif resists, he is still only a Class B infected person and has no time to display his vision.

Click, click, click!

Di Zhu rushed forward and dug his claws into Sif's head, tearing him alive. He twisted the head in a circle and tore it off again. Sif died instantly.

At this time, Di Wei was completely frantic and his eyes were red with blood. He was completely exhausted at this time and was at the end of his rope. There was no chance at all.

He pulled the train conductor off and punched him in the face with his fists, bang bang bang, until his face was deformed, a bloody mess, and his head was turned into paste, Di Biao refused to give up.

Until his death, the conductor kept pulling the brake lever tightly to stop the train. The wheels scraped violent sparks on the railway and he was braking urgently.

at the same time.

The train has already driven onto the cross-river bridge. The length of this bridge is even close to two kilometers, and the icy waves below are rolling in the heavy rain.

No warning.

pound!

There was a thunderous explosion, and a huge gap was opened in the center of the bridge. The earth and rocks surged, and a gap was broken in the center of the bridge.

Although the train was slowing down urgently, it was already too late and it drove straight towards the gap, which made Di Wei wake up a little.

With his current body being the same as that of an ordinary person, falling would mean death.

Bang bang bang...

Seeing that the cockpit of the front section of the train had fallen, his strong desire for survival motivated him. Di Biao quickly opened the cabin door and climbed the iron ladder when the slope was not high enough.

He narrowly escaped death, successfully climbed onto the roof of the car, and was about to walk to the back compartment.

But there was another woman standing on the roof of the car. She had already finished killing all the gun-wielding SCT members in the car. There were a few drops of blood on her face. It was Gray.

Now they were the only two people left in the car.

Gray held a submachine gun loaded with specialized ammunition in his hand and looked at Di Bong expressionlessly.

The train still hadn't stopped completely and was still falling into the abyss step by step. The first two carriages had already fallen and were hanging in the air at 90 degrees. The gravity pulled the carriages behind them and continued to slide towards the turbulent and cold river.

"Finally...this moment has come."

Gray took a deep breath. She had never thought of being the head of Section 11. Carrying such a heavy responsibility was just a sunk cost. Too many people died in this violent struggle. Just like a gambler, in this abyss In this process, too many lives, families, and hopes have been invested. No one can afford the consequences of failure. No one can disobey the long-cherished wish of the deceased. There is only a constant increase, increase, and more, with blood and tears. .

No one wants to be an executioner, but it has to happen. Someone has to be pushed out and become the devil.

This kind of pressure...

"It's useless! SCT will kill all of you like slaughtering lambs. Everything you do is meaningless and increases death in vain! It's you! You push everyone into the abyss!"

Di Biao saw Gray holding a gun, which was completely fatal to him now. He screamed like crazy, and his throat was bleeding.

"Yes, I pushed everyone over the edge."

"Let them all die worthy."

"That's how I do it."

Facing the madman, she didn't need any more words. She could feel that countless undead were standing behind her, looking at her, waiting for her to... pull the trigger.

Ta-ta-ta...

The muzzle of the submachine gun continued to emit deadly tongues of flame, and all the bullets were fired at Di Biao, who was already struggling to survive.

One of his arms was blown open, and blood holes were made in his body one after another. His body, which had already turned into a sieve, was even more bruised. The beating made him retreat frequently, and clusters of strange blue flames burned out of his body. , burning his body and burning his sinful soul.

Until he completely fell off the train and slowly fell into the violent river water affected by the bad weather. The raging waves, the deep and bottomless black water, and the majestic river spanned two kilometers.

Gray paused for a moment, still lacking a sense of reality.

That's it, is it over?

Click, click, click...

It’s hard to imagine what kind of desire for survival that is, and what kind of extraordinary demon that is.

"I can't die!"

"Can't die...can't die..."

Di Wei roared wildly, and he thrust the dagger into the nearly vertical iron sheet of the carriage, holding on with all his strength. His face was completely distorted, and his facial features were almost squeezed together. He was so exhausted that he felt like he was holding on. He clutched the dagger like a lifeline.

He completely lost his strength, was completely on the verge of death, and couldn't even use visions to recover from his injuries.

Di Biao's other hand was blown apart by a bullet, leaving only fuzzy flesh and blood and pale bones in his forearm. Extreme pain spread from the depths of his soul to his whole body, announcing his fate of death.

"It's actually like this!"

"That's right!"

He had seen this scene in his trance dream, the roaring waves, the black clouds pressing down, the endless rainstorm, the broken bridge, and the out-of-control falling train.

This sense of déjà vu.

In an instant, boundless panic occupied his heart.

"Ahhhh..."

He let out an extremely twisted cry and looked at his bleeding forearm with only bones left. He looked at the cross-section of the remaining bones.

Di Biao gasped for air. No one can kill Di Biao, not even Hidden Abyss, not the universe, not fate!

"It's about to happen..."

"It's about to happen!"

He was a completely crazy, completely deranged lunatic, and his thoughts that were so violent that they couldn't be more violent gave him strength.

Di Wei actually stabbed the fragment of bone into the iron sheet. Suddenly, the ultimate pain, like an electric shock, penetrated the skull of the forearm, penetrated directly into the cerebral cortex, and reached deep into the soul, squeaking...

The remaining bones were overflowing with plasma, and the broken and shattered bones were stuck to the rotten flesh. A section of them had been gouged out by this violent method.

Even though his will could bear it, his body still spasmed violently.

He pulled off the dagger, used the remaining bones to hold himself in place, and thrust it into the iron sheet, repeating this process.

The remaining bones of the forearm cracked again and again, and his whole body was twitching to the extreme. As he climbed up, the train had completely stopped.

Until all the bones in his forearm were scrapped, he finally climbed onto the roof of the car. His extremely trembling and exhausted body spasmed uncontrollably, and his tortured body cried out blood.

"I conquered...conquered death!"

But Di Wei was laughing wildly. His tattered body was no different from a living dead zombie, as if it was just his will connected to a pile of dead flesh in the human world.

Gray froze a little. At this time, Di Bong was completely like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. The magazine had been empty just now.

Di Wei went completely crazy and rushed towards him with a dagger like a ghost.

But at this time, Di Wei no longer had the power of the vision, and was just waving the dagger randomly like a thug.

Gray's fighting skills were completely unmatched by Di Bong's. He was able to subdue him with two or three moves and tightly strangled the wrist of his dagger-holding arm.

But Di Wei had gone completely crazy and pierced Gray's wrist with the sharp bone that was worn down until only the upper arm was left.

Click!

Di Wei slashed.

It penetrated Gray's throat, penetrated deep into the skin, and pierced the throat.

Use a little more force.

The entire blade was inserted into Gray's neck, and he could hear the hissing sound of blood as the trachea ruptured.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Gray's mouth, and the coldness of the blade spread down his neck and throughout his body. It was so cold, as if he was in the middle of winter, and his whole body was losing its temperature.

Her muscles gradually stiffened due to lack of oxygen, and her whole body convulsed. She used her last bit of strength to take out a blue syringe from her pocket, inserted the needle tip into Di Biao's neck, and pressed the piston handle.

The blue liquid instantly merged into Di Biao's body, and his already extremely tattered body burned with extremely ferocious blue flames, slowly incinerating his entire body into coke and shattering into ashes.

"Just like in the dream..."

"Ahhhh..."

"Just like in the dream..."

Di Wei let out a scream that was even more pitiful than a ghost. He knew that he was facing his destined death.

It's just a step too late.

When Colin tried his best to rush as fast as possible, he arrived at the cross-river bridge and on the roof of the postal train.

The demon had received the fate he deserved. He was burned into completely shattered bones and could not die any longer. Until the last lingering scream was completely eliminated from the world, he was buried in this abyss-like river.

The rain washed away the blood on the roof of the car, and there were endless cold waves on both sides of the lonely bridge.

And Gray.

He fell on the roof of the car with a dagger stuck in his throat and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Colin hurried forward and knelt down halfway. The injury... was irreversible.

Blood overflowed from her mouth, her eyes fluttered, and she turned to Colin. Her bloodless pale lips opened and closed, but her throat had been severed and she could not say anything.

Colin held up Gray's uninjured hand, which had two fingers missing and was replaced with a metal prosthesis. That was proof of her resistance to SCT. She was fighting against the most terrifying darkness in the universe as a mortal.

He held that hand tightly, looked at her, and said with great solemnity.

"The Pope has been killed by me."

"Now the crisis in Los Angeles has been resolved."

He said words that could reassure Gray.

However, Gray remained unmoved. She still looked at Colin and wanted to speak, but the blood from the wound on her neck overflowed even more fiercely.

"You drove away the SCT."

"There are no more top cadres, no more external condemnation personnel."

"All dead."

"It's over, it's all over."

Colin didn't know what Gray wanted to hear.

He could feel that the hands that had lost their warmth and gradually become cold were holding him with the last strength. He tried to open and close his mouth, but nothing could be said. Those dark brown, unwavering eyes were staring at Colin. , with an extremely strong begging.

"..."

"I will keep my bet with you."

"Now I am extremely powerful and can kill all the top cadres and everyone on the combat directory, including the summit."

"I will make everyone's death worthwhile."

"I will end Abyssalism."

"The end of all."

Colin used the most solemn tone, the most solemn tone.

It's like I got some kind of relief.

This is the first and last time.

Colin actually saw Gray smile. He had never seen such a bright and beautiful smile in his life.

She slowly closed her eyes, no longer breathing, her palms were completely cold and had no warmth, and her vital signs were completely lost.

The drizzle continued.