Chapter 227 Long Time No See

  Terror climbed to Ban'er's mind, but he was quickly restrained. This was the moment of life and death, Baner quickly drew out the short dagger from his waist.

  He looked angry, even if it was a ghost, he believed that he could ascend to heaven, and he didn’t have a foothold, so he went to grab a piece of it.

  The survivors do not need others to take in, they are enough by themselves. This is what Baner has been working on.

In the hot and unbearable air, Baner swung his dagger towards the unknown in front of him, slamming with all his strength, the steel collided with each other, arousing a dazzling flame, as if he was facing a person. The armored knight, Ban's attack had no effect at all.

   His arms were numb due to the violent friction, and he even couldn't hold the dagger tightly, but a more violent howling wind suddenly rose. Although the attack had not yet fallen, the killing intent was already terrifying enough.

  Reaper waved his sickle and vowed to take his life away.

  Baner only had time to lean back and fall backwards. This may be able to escape Lorenzo's fatal blow, but it is only lingering and falling to the ground, and he has no chance to resist.

  The cold light of the folding knife brushed his cheeks, bringing up bright red blood, but also at this time, the intensive gunfire rose, and the projectiles fell, like a squally rain.

  This brought a little bit of life to Ban'er, but the jackknife suddenly struck again. In the darkness, Baner could only see the glimmer of light passing by, and then blood was splashed on his shoulder.

This pain made Baner awake a bit. He stabbed his dagger again, but he was punched hard, hitting his chest like a warhammer. The impact caused Baner’s breathing to break, and he couldn’t contain it. Dull pain.

  One of them is advancing with a gun. A heavy bullet may not be able to defeat Lorenzo's armor, but the kinetic energy carried hit him like a heavy hammer.

Lorenzo fired at the most violent place, and the broken projectiles galloped past and took away lives, but there were still more gunshots, echoing in this enclosed space, as if thunderclouds gathered in the depths of the ground. The dull thunder shook everyone who listened.

The police officer temporarily withdrew from the tunnel after the impact of the steam. Pres was handcuffing Em. At this moment, the sound of thunder sounded back and forth in the deep tunnel, and finally spread to the surface of the earth. superior.

  Everyone was stunned in place, looking at the dark hole with a bit of horror, as if it was leading to this hell, and the monsters were fighting in the hell, and the frantic shouts extended into the present world.

  Donas couldn't help but hesitate. He could be sure that these people had escaped into the tunnel, but what was happening there now?

  Thinking about this, he grabbed Em on the side, grabbed his collar with both hands, and questioned angrily.

   "Say, what happened inside!"

  Em escaped from it, he must know something.

  But this child is obviously terrified. He has been malnourished for a long time and is not seeing the sun. His appearance is very sick. He shook his head in fear, unable to say anything.

  For a long time, he felt that he would die in that dark stronghold, but now he has come out, but he seems to be in greater trouble again.

   "I...I don't know! I don't know anything!"

  Em shouted loudly, he didn't know anything, he didn't know what was going on at all, and even said he shouldn't be alive.

  A few minutes ago, he almost died in the darkness that no one knew, and it was only Lorenzo’s dispensable pity that he could survive.

  He didn't know who that monster man was, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

At this moment, a more violent sound came from the tunnel. There was a violent collision between the steel, followed by another wave of gas, and the high-temperature steam, carrying dust and iron filings, hit everyone like rain. Some of his body leaned too close, even being scratched by the high-speed debris.

  Iron shavings penetrate into the clothing and cut the skin.

Donas's face was heavy. He didn't want to give up this opportunity, but he was afraid of the unknown in the dark. Looking at the police officers aside, everyone whose morale was high at first was also shocked by the sudden change. His faces were full of fear and Worry.

  The dark unknown is always frightening. He cursed secretly, but he still mustered up his courage and pulled out his gun.

   "Go ahead and follow me."

  Donas walked ahead. The police officers actually wanted to refuse, but under pressure, they had to step in again.

In that darkness, the slaughter continued. They were crazy, firing frantically, and the bullets kept hitting the weird figure, but just like the previous results, the bullets bounced away on it, leaving only a little bit. The light of the fire barely reflected the rugged figure.

  Hearing has become blurred. In this thundercloud, everyone hears only the rumbling of gunshots, and the flashing firelight turns into a psychedelic picture in vision.

  They breathe heavily. Although the hot air is painful, they still breathe hard. Even if they are burned, the remaining heat burns their internal organs, as if a fire is burning in their bodies.

  Someone emptied the bullet, then raised the dagger around his waist and slashed towards the iron armor. He didn't know if the attack was effective, but they had no other way except that.

  The monsters in the nightmare came to them. They still don't know what kind of monsters they are facing, but they know one thing very well. In this case, only one side can survive.

In the dark, they couldn't accurately judge Lorenzo's position. They could only rely on continuous gunfire to keep up with Lorenzo's pace, not to mention that they weren't any regular fighters themselves, they were just a group of gang members after all. .

  The dagger was swung down strongly, but he could not cut Lorenzo, the arm holding the weapon fell in midair, and Lorenzo's folding knife penetrated his throat in the next moment.

  Cut out horizontally, with half of the body shattered together, the smell of fishy smell mixed with the old hot air, turning into gaseous fear.

  Taste the deliciousness with the breath, and then use the same shudder in return.

  This is Lorenzo's victory, a victory of fear.

Others continued to attack. He detonated the steam pipe behind Lorenzo. In the high-frequency scream, hot gas ejected, and the instant shock made Lorenzo's step staggering, which can burn people to death. Power, but the impact on this monster is pitiful.

  More dew condensed on the iron armor and was thrown off with his sword swing.

  People resist in vain. This is not the most desperate thing. What is really desperate is the monster they are fighting against.

  The firelight left by the bullet impact was like a jigsaw puzzle. These jigsaw puzzles pieced together the appearance of the monster. Lorenzo slashed arbitrarily, and the jackknife took away one life after another.

Baner hugged the remaining hallucinogens tightly, and ran wildly in the darkness. This was a crushing desperate situation. Everything in this environment was torturing Baner's senses.

  The tragic wailing, the hot air, the burning of the body, the fear in the heart.

  He is going to die, he is going to die, and now Baner recognizes himself, his weak and ridiculous self.

Before death, people will always say some bold words and lofty ambitions, but when the nightmare-like guy catches up, Baner realizes how ridiculous his bold words and lofty ambitions are. Fleeing in a panic.

He turned his head and looked at the terrible darkness. The gunfire was like a flashing light. In a flash of light, Baner saw the vague ghost. In the flash of light, he wielded his pale folding knife. , He was moving at a super high speed, and after every shutter-like gunshot, a figure fell forever.

  All this is like stop motion animation, until everyone is dead, he raised his head and looked at Baner at the end of the darkness.

  Baner rushed with all his strength. He had lost his judgment and ran wildly in the dark. He slipped and fell because of the stagnant water, but quickly climbed up.

  He couldn't stop. Stopping was death. Under extreme panic, Baner moved along the path. He could hear the rustle of water, and he was about to reach the lower city.

  But he staggered and fell heavily to the ground. There was severe pain in his leg. He turned his head and saw that his leg was cut by the raised iron, and the blood flowed.

Baner roared. He couldn't stand up anymore. He could only drag his injured leg in despair, crawling into the corner, blood dragging on the ground, and there were fragile voices in the darkness, and the rats were watching him, like The carrion-eating vulture waited for Ban'er to die.

   "Go away!"

   He roared and dispelled the mice, but the strength was not much. He hit the ground, the pain was applied together, but became numb.

  What a desperate day, death came so suddenly, without warning.

  Ban'er had tears in his eyes. As a survivor, his slightly tragic life seemed to be over like this.

  "My master...my master..."

  Ban'er whispered suddenly, muttering repeatedly, like a devout believer.

  Weird whispers sounded in his ears, it seemed that someone was whispering something, he urged Baner to go in person.

  There is no hope at all. He looks at the hallucinogens, perhaps driven by despair, or fear is chasing him, stretches out his hand, and injects the hallucinogens one by one into his body.

  In desperate circumstances, the so-called will is so ridiculous, Baner can face death, but not such a death full of fear.

  The effect of the medicine quickly ran around his body, filling every part of the blood vessels, soothing the nerves, and driving away his pain.

  He is much more comfortable, even if the death pain tortures him so much, he can't feel it anymore.

The joy of joy envelops him, but Banerliu has the final soberness. The secret blood is stimulated in his body, changing the fragile body, and the proliferation of taboo power begins to give birth to new weirdness, and this place is extremely silent. In the darkness, the secret blood rose in Ban'er's body, lighting up the pure white beacon.

   "Master... is that you?"

  The time of death has come, Baner actually doesn't believe in what ghosts and gods say, but now he can't help but marvel when he comes to all this in person.

   Gazing into the darkness in front of him, he could clearly perceive the darkness creeping, and finally sketched out a gray figure with no extra light source, but Baner could clearly see the colors appearing on his body.

  The creeping darkness became an illusory shadow, and the man approached Baner, with a benevolent smile on the young face.

"Owner……"

  Ban'er couldn't believe it.

  In this treacherous atmosphere, the connection reached across the material distance, and the man lowered his body and flicked Ban'er's face.

   "You... are you real?"

  Baner suspected that this was the effect of hallucinogens. Under the effect of this medicine, it was not strange to see anything, but the man said.

   "I am real, Baner."

  Ban'er was slightly taken aback, and then began to cry.

   "I'm going to die, Master, I'm going to die..."

  He cried about this doomed fate.

"Don't worry, Baner, as I said, death is not the end, it is just the beginning of another journey." He rubbed Baner's hair lightly, like a priest doing the final mass for the dying. .

   "Will we have a place?"

   "There will be," the man replied.

  Ban'er's eyes were a bit blurred, he might have been put in an illusion, but soon the eyes became fierce again.

  This may be the complexity and contradiction of human nature. He was so afraid before, but he is so angry now.

   "You can't lie to me! Master! I swear!"

  Ban'er roared angrily, just like a dying curse, he firmly grasped the man's hand.

  "You promised us! If you cheat, I swear, I will never forgive you!"

  This is his biggest wish as a survivor. If death can be exchanged for a place to stay, Baner is willing to die.

  The man also seemed to be a little surprised. He didn't expect that at the end of the cry, he would be so angry.

  "You will ascend to heaven, belong only to our heaven, your heaven."

As he had promised, the man said affectionately, but no one responded to him. Baner died. The overdose of hallucinogens killed him, but he came back to life. The forbidden blood dominated. With this body, the heavy heartbeat sounded slowly, becoming more and more rapid.

  The unallowed life glows on his body, and there is still a weird smile on his face.

  Lawrence shook his head helplessly, then stood up. He looked into the darkness on the other side, the burning eyes slowly approaching, but he didn't seem to see the existence of Lawrence.

   "It's been a long time since I saw you..."

  Lawrence sighed a bit, and then interrupted the connection of [Gap], the weird creeping darkness collapsed, and completely disappeared into the illusory consciousness, as if he had never been in the future.

When Lawrence woke up from the chair again, the old Dunling outside the window was still so gloomy, the fire cloud covered the entire sky, and the steel giant whale was undulating in the clouds. He got up and walked to the window, staring at Baner. The direction of death.

  The door was slightly opened, and the epidemic doctor was standing not far away, underneath his feet were piles of boxes containing the hallucinogen delivered by Ende.

  (End of this chapter)