Ember Gun

  Chapter 554 Spark

  In the thick and deep darkness, Chenhui Advance was marching lonely.

Under the extremely long darkness, everyone who exists here is being tested and tortured in their hearts. Some people cannot continue to be strong and can only sink into the shadow, while some people are crazy because of rage, roaring and destroying everything. The enemy.

The blue jade leaned nervously to one side, making way for the trajectory of the shrike. The bullet slid beside him, bringing up the burst of fire, and the metal collided with each other, destroying the body of the demon inch by inch, until it turned into pieces of meat and The viscous mixture of dirty blood spreads evenly on the ground.

   Witnessing the **** of flesh and blood, reloaded and fired again, Shrike repeatedly pulled the trigger, and the loud bells overlapped, taking everyone's hearing away.

Even so, the demons still did not retreat. They wore the uniforms that Shrike was familiar with, topped with faces he had seen before, and then showed abominable expressions and fangs. Their alienated limbs scratched the door frame, squeezing each other, scrambling to avoid others. Climb into the cabin.

  Shrike is bombed again, and the death knell itself has a huge caliber. Coupled with the special ammunition, every blow can easily penetrate all obstacles, and the impact brought by it will continue to push the demons back.

  This gave the two a little chance to breathe, but there were not many opportunities. Every time they were pushed back, the demons would go one step further. They stepped on the broken body, like a bloated meat ball, trying to squeeze into the small room.

   "Folding knife!"

   Shrike shouted that the blue jade was about to throw the folding knife at the shrike. Although it was already full of gaps, as long as it could be slashed, then it was a weapon.

   Lift the death knell with one hand, and drag the folding knife with the other.

  Shrike strode forward, and while firing, he waved his pocket knife and severely cut off the arms that were trying to reach into the room.

  The arms swung strenuously were like dancing seaweed. Under the sharp slash, they fell off one by one, revealing pale bones, mixed with the dirt on the ground.

  Blue Jade looked at this ghost-like figure, a gesture she had never seen before.

   Low roars slowly sounded in the slash of the folding knife. The shrike gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, swallowed the smelly blood and air into his abdomen, and again swallowed a slash that could break steel.

Shrike and Lorenzo are somewhat similar. He also lost once, and he lost thoroughly. Since then, Shrike has completely abandoned all ridiculous ideas. He obeyed Arthur's arrangement and became the emperor of Xiacheng. Say goodbye to the beautiful light.

  There is no benevolence and morality, some are just for the purpose without compromise.

   "I won't lose again, Lorenzo."

  Recalling what Lorenzo had said to him, Shrike glared, his eyes filled with blue blood vessels, and he squeezed the trigger.

   "At least I won't lose here."

  The death knell fired again, it was like a penetrating sword, piercing the body of the demon, dripping with blood, Shrike advanced again, and he used his shoulder to withstand the broken and twisted hatch.

Under the shrike’s fire and the gnawing of the demons, the hatch has become riddled with holes. As the shrike resists this twisted piece of steel, it can be seen that because of squeezing and confrontation, it is constantly coming from the gun hole. Blood gushes out.

   "Shrike!"

Lan Jade exclaimed. From her perspective, the shrike seemed to have rushed into this mass of flesh and blood seaweed, with countless sharp claws and fangs swaying beside him, as if the shrike would be in the next second. Was torn to pieces.

   "Follow me, Blue Jade."

   Shrike shouted loudly against the twisted steel.

  The shrike was not dead among the dancing seaweed, and the broken hatch was like a shield, separating the shrike from the demons.

But this does not mean that the Shrike is safe now. There is only a few millimeters of steel between him and the **** of death, and now the steel has been twisted and broken. It blocks most of the Shrike’s torso, but there are still some sharp claws. Stabbed out from the previous damage, they cut the shrike's limbs, and some pierced his thigh directly.

The stench of blood rushed towards his face, and the shrike could see the faces of the demons from the gap, the mouthparts covered with barbeds were cracked, and the inside was covered with viscous liquid, and the slender tongue was still licking greedily. Longing for the flesh and blood of living people.

   "I...I can still be reliable."

  Because of the tension, the shrike's voice was a bit intermittent.

The jackknife lifted up and stabbed it firmly into the door panel like a hand, and then the Shrike began to exert force, as if he could not feel the pain, even if his thigh was stabbed by a sharp claw, he still strode vigorously, every time he advances There is only a slight distance, but after repeated struggles, this slight distance has become far away.

go ahead.

   Keep moving forward.

  Blue Jade watched all this in astonishment, Shrike was slowly advancing forward, he was holding the door panel, stepping on the corpse and the filth, and actually pushed all the monsters behind the door up and pushed them out of the cabin little by little.

The demons were also crazy because of this squeeze. They intensified their attacking intentions. Several arms had already crossed the door. They fiercely caught the Shrike, ripped off his clothes, and left a trail on the body of the mortal. A scarlet wound.

  But the mortal did not stop.

The shrike was fully on the door panel, only the death knell could fire from time to time, but because of the limitation of bullets, every bullet seemed extremely precious when the bullets could not be replaced. More importantly, these attacks came from the shrike. Behind him, he was wrapped in flesh and blood seaweed, unable to defend himself at all.

  In fact, he didn't think about defense. As long as these guys are pushed out, the cabin will no longer be a Jedi. Although it is not clear whether he can run the monster, it is better than being eaten as a can here.

   "What's not reliable! What's up!"

Lan Jade yelled and **** the chair, and slammed it on those scratching shrike's claws. The chair was directly smashed. She held the broken leg of the chair and stabbed a bare arm. Up, blood spurted, washing the blue jade from top to bottom.

  Now she feels like she is in a terrible slaughterhouse. Either she killed these monsters, or these monsters killed her, and what is more, one of the butchers has been hacked mad.

Shrike gave Blue Emerald feel like crazy. It is not appropriate to describe it as crazy. He seems to have a serious anger to get up. He was awakened by a dream, and then he immediately fell into the madness of fighting. .

  Mortals are powerless. Shrike cannot do the mighty power of Lorenzo. He can't cut down these monsters easily. Shrike can only do his best awkwardly.

  Although ridiculous, this is the limit that Shrike can do.

   Eye pupils were blurred by the spilt blood, everything in the field of vision became bright red, and even the faces of the demons became even more distorted and abominable.

  As if he was in **** at this moment.

  Shrike is not afraid. He has long been used to it. If there is a **** of death, the Shrike might even say hello to him, saying "old friend".

Thinking back carefully, it was the same at that time. He and Lan Jade were trapped in the torrent of demons, but at that time Shrike still had the armor of original sin, and now he has only a revolver with little ammunition. And a pocket knife full of gaps.

  Just like then, Shrike remembered that he almost lost consciousness in the armor of original sin, and when he was about to die, Lan Jade rescued him and dragged himself out of the death cage.

  Shrike’s figure melted into the flesh and blood seaweed, sharp claws, fangs, and some scarlet fluff like tentacles, which adhered to the shrike’s skin and sucked blood.

  Go ahead and push these **** guys out.

But gradually, the steps of the shrike stopped, Lan Jade tried to pull the shrike out, but the dancing claws and tentacles did not give her a chance to get close at all. Under the dim light, Lan Jade could not be found for a while. The outline of the shrike was gone.

   "Shrike!"

   Lan Jade shouted anxiously, Shrike’s strategy was wrong, his strength simply couldn’t fight so many demons, and he still fell under this stalemate.

  The creep of the demons intensified, their tentacles danced wildly, almost touching the blue jade standing behind.

  She was not in a bad mood. Anyway, she felt that she was going to die here. Compared with the expected death, Lan Jade had already lived a few minutes longer, and she had made a lot of money no matter what she thought.

only……

   "Shrike, what the **** are you doing!"

   Lan Jade shouted helplessly again.

  She didn't understand Shrike's thoughts from beginning to end. This guy fell asleep first, and then said something strange, getting up and hacking with the demon.

  There was a kind of sleepwalking inexplicable throughout the whole process, and in the end, it was caught in the strangulation of the demon, and there was no more sound.

  Lan Jade didn't even feel any sadness for a while, but there was no time to be sad anyway.

  Blue Emerald picked up the blood-stained chair leg with one hand. The wood cracked, revealing sharp wooden thorns. She was considering whether to fight to the end of her life, she should still take a look at her throat and give herself a relief.

  Shrike had already died before her, and she had done her duty to the last moment.

   "You saved me once, this time I will save you, Blue Jade."

  Suddenly there was a sound, and the shrike was not dead. This guy raised his head again, his face looked like a monster.

   "I remember you only injured your arm, right?"

  While waiting for Lan Jade to say something, the Shrike growled low, and the pace he stopped raised again.

Shrike was not dead, he was just a little too tired. The silence just now was to restore his strength. Although his body was covered with wounds, he could still drive the body, release his power, and do some resistance in vain, which is enough. NS.

  The gunshot sounded abruptly, knocking out all the remaining bullets, and the door panel in front of him was completely shattered in an instant, and the demons who were fighting against the shrike were shattered together.

  Wailed, the flesh and blood fell apart.

  Shrike mustered his strength, pushed out in one breath, and pushed death out of the door.

"run!"

  When Shrike pushed the demon out of the cabin, Lan Jade started to move. She hugged the injured arm and rushed out from the side of the Shrike. She swiftly jumped over obstacles and rushed into the corridor.

  The cold air rushed towards her face and dissipated the heat on her cheeks. Lan Jade couldn't believe that she could escape. She thought she would die in this **** place, but now she saw a chance to survive.

There are no demons in the corridor. It seems that the nearby demons have been gathered here. Looking back, I can see the demons killed in the previous battle. They fell to the ground, being ravaged by other demons at will, turning into a ball after another. A group of illegible blood.

   "Shrike..."

  Blue Jade called that name with some joy, but never expected that Shrike would have a reliable day, which made Lan Jade amazed and happy.

  Gradually, the joy disappeared. No one responded to Lan Jade's words. She looked over and saw only the silent and struggling figure.

  Shrike is a mortal after all. Pushing these demons away and making way for the blue jade to give birth, he has exhausted all his strength, and now he can only wield the jackknife tiredly, doing the final resistance.

The demons surrounded him heavily. In just a few seconds, Shrike had already had several more wounds on his body. He was about to die, but he didn't ask for help. He didn't even look at Lan Jade, as if opening his way. At that time, Lan Jade should escape all the way instead of just standing there and looking at herself.

  Shrike has always been painful, this is a nightmare originated from ten years ago.

He walked out of the Sea of ​​Silence alive and returned to Inervig. The Shrike was very clear about his survival and what the cost was. He often wondered if Lancelot survived, would all this be different. .

  Can you really do those things? Can you really show the value you deserve? Does it mean that you should stay in Jihai?

In fact, Shrike is still a very lucky person. During his life, he went deep into countless dangerous places, but every time he came back alive, even if he was really visited by the **** of death, someone would save him at a critical moment. Life, let his life that should have ended long ago continue again.

  This time it's time for a shrike to save others.

The folding knife slashed into the demon's neck, but due to the cracked edge, it was impossible to continue cutting. The Shrike grumbled and grabbed the folding knife with his hands. His head was completely cut off.

   Then a severe pain came from behind, and the sharp claws cut open the shrike's back, and then the sharp claws were enlarged in the pupils of the eyes.

  He is dying.

  The scorching breath emerged. Shrike didn’t see what it was. In short, he only saw a dazzling light, with a burning smell lingering around the tip of his nose. The claws that should have penetrated his chest were broken, and the demon roared with pain.

  Shrike looked at the other side of the corridor, and more fires spewed, and the hot aluminum heat bomb hit the demon's body, while the semi-melted metal burned the flesh and blood, it also penetrated the bones under it.

Lan Jade squatted at the end of the corridor, holding the aluminum thermal rifle in one hand, and the injured arm clamped the hot barrel. When the arm was injured, she could only achieve a more stable shooting in this way. Fire.

She wanted to leave the shrike to escape. After all, it was useless for the blue jade to stay here, but at the corner of the corridor, she picked up the aluminum thermal rifle abandoned by the soldiers. After being alienated into a demon, these soldiers gave up. Got his own weapon.

  Now Lan Jade has found some hope, so she turned back again, covering the shrike, and suppressing it with firepower.

   "It's your turn! Shrike!"

  Blue Jade felt that he was about to roar out the air in his lungs.

  The sky full of sparks was reflected in Shrike's stunned eyes. He stared blankly at the end of the corridor, his already numb feet reacted a little, and then he swayed uncontrollably.

go ahead.

  Shrike ran towards the end of the corridor. He staggered, covered in blood, followed by countless monsters and hatreds, but he never looked back.

  In this way, more sparks appeared. They followed the shrike's figure, piercing through the demon, evaporating blood, and completely lighting up the dim corridor.

  (End of this chapter)