Wasteland Echoer

bump! bump!

Wright and Brett pulled the trigger almost simultaneously, and a silver and a brass bullet were fired from the barrel at the same time.

However, from the perspective of Miyou, who is a vampire and has extremely strong night vision ability, the two bullets just passed through the air, creating a fiery red thin line of light that flashed by, and then hung in the air. He stopped in front of the sturdy chest of the "Wolf Head" Wu Xinren.

Boom——

Boom——

Almost at the same time, the heartless chest of "Wolf Head" made a sound similar to ringing bells in a church. It was clear and sweet, full of the beauty of horror music.

"Ouch!"

The "Wolf-Headed" Heartless Man was visibly annoyed by Wright and Brett's attacks.

He held his hairy head high, gazing sideways at the silver moon hanging high in the sky and howling like a real lone wolf in the wilderness.

Then, he returned his gaze to Wright and the others, tightening all the muscles in his upper body, revealing an unusually plump, powerful and beautiful figure.

Then, he clenched his hands, clenched his fists, used all the strength of his upper body, lowered his body slightly, and struck towards Wright's chest.

puff!

"Wolf Head" Wu Xin was attacked, roared, and then punched for less than two seconds.

In addition, the burning liquid in their bodies and the viruses in the air are inherently mentally repressive to humans.

As a result, Wright did not react immediately, but responded firmly to the powerful direct punch attack of the "Wolf Head" Wu Xinren. He was bounced two or three meters away and hit the target covered with dust and cobwebs. The walls were painted with white mortar but looked very dirty.

"It hurts!" Wright groaned in pain, but his hands were still holding on to the "Mad Bear" pistol that had always been with him, and he did not dare to relax at all.

Even though that pistol may have "killed" him once, as a member of the Imperial Army and the Socra Guards, his control and love for weapons have long been imperceptible through daily combat, training, and education. The earth penetrated into his spirit and even his body.

"Fight, Brett, fight!" Wright suddenly yelled like crazy.

He forcibly supported his body that felt like it was about to fall apart, stood up unsteadily, raised the "Crazy Bear" pistol again at the level of his eyebrows, and aimed it at the wolf-like, dog-like head of the "Wolf Head" Wuxin.

"May the goddess of light bless me!"

"May the power of the red magic source protect me!"

"Let me shoot without missing a beat!"

"Let my bullets penetrate everything!"

Wright silently recited a spell composed in the ancient Zhne Empire language, trying to rekindle the red magic power that he had never used since leaving Chekavsk.

Naturally, he also wanted to take this opportunity to try to call "Red-faced Hain" and give him some guidance on using magic power and fighting.

Moreover, the "wolf-headed" Wu Xinren in front of him seemed to have an insight into Wright's inner thoughts.

He just moved forward slowly and with clenched fists in a threatening manner, barely squeezing into the room, and did not continue to attack.

bump!

bump!

Taking advantage of the "Wolf Head" unintentional attack, Brett pulled the trigger of the "Federation-01" pistol again.

Although the bullet accurately hit the "Wolf Head" Wu Xinren's knees and abdomen, it also caused a scarlet liquid with an icy aura to flow out of him like a stream.

But this didn't seem to have any impact on him, not even hindering his movements or slowing down his ability to move.

Finally, although it was delayed for four or five seconds, Wright still felt the long-lost burning sensation and the vague tearing feeling in his brain, as well as the noisy whispers that he occasionally heard during the spirit formation.

He ignored his slightly hot hands and itchy back, but controlled his breathing and fired his second shot at the head of the "Wolf Head" Wu Xinren!

bump!

puff!

The bullet drew a straight line in the air like a ruler and compass. However, when the bullet mixed with a bit of flame breath and a faint spark of light was about to approach Wu Xinren's "wolf head", a huge afterimage emerged from his broad head. There were scratches on the chest and head, and there was a dull sound caused by the contact of sharp objects with flesh.

"Caught it?" Miyou exclaimed, his red eyes staring straight at the "Wolf Head" Wu Xinren's fist, which was held up high and parked near his head as thick as Miyou's waist, showing a horrified look. expression.

"Brother Wright, Brother Brett, run away!"

Miyou shouted, and he suddenly realized the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

Moreover, due to the urgency and panic of the situation, he neglected a very important thing.

Since the end of the dusk just now, Miyou has never felt any sign of the magic source power surging in his body.

Originally, relying on his [thief] profession, coupled with the vampire's natural perception ability and improved crisis detection ability, he should be able to detect the existence of the "wolf-headed" unintentional person from a long distance.

However, perhaps this Wuxinman accepted some formations guided by high-level magic source power and was teleported in front of him. Perhaps he lost all the physical fitness strengthened by the magic source power and did not find Wuxinman. of trailing.

In short, until just now, his actions of subconsciously surging the magic source power have all failed.

In other words, he is now just a thin, ordinary Chekavsk Legion [Fighter] with basic combat skills and strength.

After the bullet was "grabbed" by the "Wolf Head" unintentional hand, Wright suddenly realized this problem.

He seemed to hear the sound of water droplets, the sound of gurgling water, and the sound of surging waves appearing in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his hands, chest, and even body that were full of burning sensation quickly became silent and became extremely cold.

It's like being in the incandescent ice field, the northern ice ocean, or even the Aventale ice field, enjoying the extreme coldness created by nature.

When the "Wolf Head" Wuxinless Man stepped forward slowly, causing the ground to make a heavy sound mixed with vibrations, Wright unexpectedly felt an extreme sense of exhaustion. He felt that what he was holding in his hands was no longer the same as his. A "Crazy Bear" pistol that perfectly matches the body and memory.

Instead, it was a popsicle that gradually condensed the surrounding water vapor, becoming heavier and more filled with cold air.

In the end, he had to throw the "Bear Bear" pistol on the concrete floor and fall down.

He gasped with his mouth wide open, and his vision began to blur. He opened and closed his mouth widely, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, gushing out on the silver-white guard uniform top that reflected the brilliance of the moon.

On the other side, after walking two or three steps forward, the "Wolf Head" Wuxin suddenly stopped.

Brett and Miyou also quickly circled around his body, one on the left and one on the right, respectively, taking out cold weapons that had been prepared for emergency combat in the event of a firearm "malfunction".

Following the actions of Brett and Miyou, the "Wolf Head" Wuxinman actually followed suit and twisted his huge body.

But he didn't look at Brett, the strongest and most capable of fighting among the four.

Instead, he looked at the thin Miyou and the [Prayer] woman he was holding through the black "rope".

"Ouch!"

"Wolf Head" Wu Xinren's cry this time no longer seems to be mixed with the emotion of fighting, but is instead a kind of extreme joy and joy.

He suddenly stood upright, with his hands perpendicular to his sides, and then leaned forward slightly. After his Adam's apple squirmed, he actually made a hoarse human voice, as if he had drunk chili oil:

"No. 7... Crazy body... see... Cardinal."

"No. 7, Mad Body? One of the 12 straight cardinals, the 'Crazy Body'? And, Lord Cardinal?" Mi You said in shock.

He turned to look at the [Prayer] woman with disbelieving eyes, his mouth moved, but he could not utter a single word.

The red light belonging to the vampires in his eyes disappeared immediately, and the hand holding the rope suddenly started shaking like a Parkinson's patient, causing him to suddenly drop the black "rope".

After quickly calming down, he chose to put his left hand behind his back, holding tightly the standard "Enemy-B03" dagger produced by the "Dark Night Light" factory in his right hand, and quickly moved to Brett's side.

Snapped!

Snapped!

The short stature, with long messy brown hair, and an ill-fitting military green coat, the [Prayer] woman called "Cardinal" clapped her hands, as if she was watching a Ptoia dramatist Written like a wonderful drama full of twists and turns, he faced the three Bretts with faces that quickly became ferocious and terrifying.

"My memory has recovered. I didn't expect to be here. It's been three years, it's been three years. Do you know how I've lived these three years?

Pain, humiliation, living without seeing the light or any hope. I, the cardinal of the Church of the Dark Night, Melinal Savagne, a [Prayer] who can communicate with the gods, finally found myself today. "The woman yelled in a sharp and thick voice.

"Church of the Dark Night...Cardinal Cardinal? Merlinal?" Miyou said in surprise, looking at the unattractive and slovenly woman in front of him with a puzzled face, without revealing a trace of female beauty.

"Yes, my name is Melinal! In the past three years, I have been called 'experimental subject' and 'crazy woman' most often, and the most respected ones are 'teacher' or 'that lady', but from now on No one has ever really called me by my name. In order for the Church of Dark Night to successfully detect the gods, I lurked into the human city in advance, and in order to explore the research results related to the 'Daughter of the Mechanical Element', I made an agreement with the 'Crazy Body' behind me. Made an agreement."

With the brown pupils on her face that was stained with dirt and blood, and with a slightly white background, Melina looked lovingly at the "Crazy Body" behind her, and stroked a handful of similar-shaped hair on his chest with her hands. The wolf's fur said in a deep voice:

"I sealed all the magic power. In order to prevent the supernatural beings among humans from discovering it, I also sealed my own memory to prevent any information about the Church of Dark Night from being revealed during the cruel punishment I experienced after being discovered. Until I can After sensing the power of the 'Daughter of Tools', or three years have passed, that is, before the time of the 'Silent Highlands' vision predicted in the prophecy of the 'Determinator''s diary arrives, he will use all means to sense my traces. And find me and bring me back to the Church of Dark Night."

"Silent Highland? Daughter of Tool Yuan? Did the Church of Dark Night make a plan in advance three years ago? We hope that the church will make progress in interpreting the 'Determinator' diary in the past two years. Could it be said that the three major Is the alliance formed by the Church's exploration of the Daughter of Tool Yuan just a fantasy of different bedfellows? In order to gain exclusive access to the realm of gods and increase the qualifications of the Lost Ones in batches, the Church of Dark Night has actually been deceiving us?" Mi Qianmao asked, with a voice full of He stared at Melinal with hostile eyes.

"Yes, not entirely right." Melinal shook her head:

"After all, there is always a price to pay for forming an alliance. At least during the time when I sneaked into the human city, the Pope of Dark Night still focused on alliance. He needed to personally enter the realm of gods to obtain some oracle guidance for the future. You don’t need to be exclusive to upgrade your order. The strength of the Church of Dark Night has an overwhelming advantage over the Church of Hope. In fact..."

Melinaer paused for a moment, turned to look at Miyou, and suddenly said with emotion:

"I did enter Chekavsk and Sokra as a teacher. In the pre-plan, I will gradually lose all the memories related to my original identity, but I still have the desire to obtain information related to the 'Daughter of the Mechanical Element' information tasks.

I first tried to advance to the level of professor of biological research, and then tried to contact the city's top officials to gain their trust in the unintentional people and understanding. That year was glorious and full of hope. Not only did I succeed in gaining a respectable status, but I also made the acquaintance of Hawley, the top leader of the Socra City Council.

However, the good times did not last long. Just one year later, less than three months after I entered Chekavsk, I was reported that I had the aura of the Lost. I was quickly arrested by the city security team, and my blood was drawn and tested by that crazy John, who actually revealed my identity as a semi-lost person.

From then on, he imprisoned me and conducted various inhumane experiments. Moreover, in order to smear my identity, he also called me a demagogue. Some time ago, he pretended to send me to the stake, and then rescued me to show his compassion. However, I didn't gain anything during the time I was imprisoned by him. "

"Harvest?" Miyou looked at Melinaer doubtfully, then held the "Enemy-B03" dagger behind her back, held it parallel to her mouth, and assumed a fighting posture.

"Of course there are gains." Melinaer said with a proud smile:

"I obtained important information from the Decider's Diary interpreted by the Zine Empire. I learned that opening the Miracle of the Goddess of Tools requires a heraldry, a magical source of magic, and several passages called 'Confused Songs.' Music created by the gods.

The coat of arms is not the most important thing. I believe that before I returned to the Church of Dark Night, the Pope and the others had already mastered everything.

The most important thing is actually the ‘confused song’, which is the key to entering the realm of gods and awakening them. But if you don't have strong spiritual power, or you are a person chosen by the gods, you will inevitably go insane when you hear this kind of singing, and your whole body will be filled with pain. In serious cases, you will choose to commit suicide because you can't bear the dual mental and physical pain.

While being imprisoned by John, I saw at least a dozen lost people who were tortured to death, or who refused to be tortured and took out their own hearts with their own hands and ended their lives. "