[Hunting] The trip

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Lika ran desperately, her legs alternated at an unbelievably fast frequency, her heart thumped in her throat, and she almost vomited with her hot breath, her eyeballs were red and bloodshot, and her temples throbbed. The few seconds from the hall to the corridor was as long as her whole life.

Indeed, if Luo Pao was half a step slower, her life might have ended like this.

And she has no time to worry about her own life or death.

Feitan.

Feitan.

Feitan.

Shouts like a tornado swept over her head, and for a moment, she felt that the scene in front of her was distorting and deforming, turning into sharp black aliens that invaded her brain and devoured her consciousness.

What if one day the usual protector is gone?

You should have an answer.

Questions that have been considered long ago.Already understood proposition.

This is a compulsory question.

You have to give an answer.

Your heart is as clear as a mirror.

I have never been good at too complex logical thinking, the simplest way is to let myself die, no one cares anyway.She replied lazily and casually.

Unexpectedly, it will lead to the ultimate big boss level problem.

What if she and her protector had switched places?

Feitan!

Feitan!

Feitan!

The brain is about to shut down.

As soon as she turned the corner of the corridor, she slammed down the bust standing by the wall, and her whole body fell to pieces on the floor following the milky white bust.It felt like I was breaking into pieces.The blood slid down the bridge of her nose. She guessed that her forehead and nose had been reimbursed. The left wrist, which was the contact surface, was paralyzed and unable to move. The painting held rigidly in her arms was fine except for its wrinkles and blood-smeared dirt, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the painting is still there, there must still be opportunities.Breaking the pot and breaking it is the last resort.

She continued to run for her life.

But when she looked at the painting just now, she noticed something was wrong.An idea pops up but doesn't come to fruition.The brain is spinning with difficulty, and the body moves instinctively.

The still deserted castle was barren and gloomy, and every corridor was like a big black mouth, trying to swallow her into it.Following the route in her memory, she ran wildly along the revolving stairs to the lower level of the castle.

As she passed the corridor leading to the main entrance, she glanced at it, shook her head to herself, and walked down at full speed.They must have guessed that she will run outside, she will be blocked, and according to the design of this castle, it should have been built in the Middle Ages, when wars were frequent, it must have military defense functions, usually such castles will have The tunnel leads to the outside world.

She wanted to find those damn dark tunnels and hide in places no one expected.If it doesn't work, it's good to buy a few more minutes to decipher the connection between this painting and Feitan.

More and more complicated plans filled her head, and things fell like snowflakes. She heard footsteps and breathing not far away, and she was busy taking detours to hide and hide, and even more busy looking for secret passages and opening mechanisms.The wrong thought just now became ethereal like a wisp of smoke, dragging in a very small part of her consciousness, weak but unwilling to stop.

"The second goal is that painting! We must get it back as soon as possible!"

One of the moments when she was too close to the enemy and was almost spotted, she heard a crucial command from their radio.

At the same time, she accidentally opened a secret passage in a room in the castle.

Watching the trap door open, the sundries that had blocked her mind for a long time were swept away.

The inexplicable ghost painting talisman that was fainted by blood just now, the extra things on the painting, Feitan's strange state.

Why is she so stupid?

But what she lacks the most right now is time.

Situations one after another, imminent.

Suddenly there were extremely panicked shouts and hurried running away from outside the wall, mixed with the sound of horrified shooting, accompanied by prolonged screams.

The voice of a man screaming is not inferior to that of a woman.

It seems to have a feeling.

When she figured out that she was about to enter the secret passage, a big hole was opened in the wall of the room, and a black humanoid monster with strange eyeballs suddenly rushed towards her.

The distance is so close that it is almost eye to eye, face to face.Those eyeballs reflected her face very clearly, as if taking a picture in a basin.

The opponent's eyes were so big that they seemed to be able to eat her face.

Even if she was as insensitive as she was, at that moment, she was so frightened that she took a step back subconsciously, and it was precisely because of the back step that she was able to fall into the dark passage behind her, and fell directly from the shaft to the deepest point below.

People go in, and the movable door panel is closed accordingly.

One hand of the black monster was stuck on the door that was about to close, and it made a mechanical rattling sound, but it couldn't resist the terrifying force. The monster slipped into the ground along the half-open hole like water.

As soon as it entered, the door was finally able to close.

The light was cut off, and it was pitch black again.

Lika fell and injured her right leg, her right ankle was broken, and there are countless other injuries, large and small, on her body.Crouching under the shaft, she took small mouthfuls of breath, only feeling that every time her chest rose and fell, the wounds all over her body opened and closed. The awl is flowing, constantly colliding with the weak blood vessel wall along the blood flow.

It took her more than a minute to slowly separate her body that was shrunk into a ball due to convulsions.She moved her paralyzed left hand and her moving right hand, and groped for the narrow, square space. At the foot of one of the walls, she found a small entrance.

She lowered her head with difficulty, her elbows crawled on the dusty ground, dragging her broken body. There was a steep downward staircase inside. When the wound on her arm hit the corner of the staircase, she laughed in extreme pain out.While laughing out loud, the shaking of her body brought her an unstoppable pain, which made her both familiar and disgusted.Just like myself who ran for my life for many years.Escaping from the clutches of one, and falling into the clutches of another.Life is the fall of repeated reincarnation, constantly wanting to climb out of the deepest part of hell, every time you think you have reached the safe world, you find that it is just another entrance to hell.

Repeat these things over and over again, until finally helpless, unable to choose, losing the ability to dream and imagine, lying in the abyss, thinking that hope is like the sky, ethereal and dreamlike.

This time it's even more exaggerated. Is the level she faces finally reaching the final boss level?What happened to her?A monster with black eyeballs beyond human imagination!

Lika really couldn't help laughing, if it wasn't for the limitation of the space environment, she might have laughed out loud on the spot.It's so funny, God, Jesus, to deal with a player like her who doesn't even have a level one, how about sending out a big boss?

She laughed until tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and she lay down the stairs with hands and feet together. The blood stains blinded her eyes, and the bloody smell covered her face. She wanted to give up several times.If life is so ridiculous and unreasonable, why should we be persistent?

But, but, why is that painting still in her arms?

Pandora unleashes all disasters, why leave hope in a box?

Feitan, Feitan, Feitan!

Even if she has always been the one to be protected, even if she meets the ultimate boss, but, she really, really wants to see that arrogant and arrogant little man again.The man who was fearless, tough and warlike.

Tears wash away part of the blood.

The world is presented clearly and distinctly.

At this time, she really thought that she couldn't think clearly.

Reason brings only reasonable fear and despair.

The person she wants to save, so far, it is obvious that it is very difficult for her alone.

Her right hand stretched out very long, and she almost reached the bottom of the stairs. The ground below was a wet rock wall, and there was the sound of water ticking in the distance. Her fingers were a little wet, and she put them in her mouth, and she licked her chapped lips.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wrapped around her right ankle, so it was the one she was injured.Not to mention the strength, the bone-chilling temperature alone was enough to make her tremble all over, feeling the approach of death.

Fear welled up in her heart, Lika's pupils dilated, and mustered up the greatest courage in her life to turn around.

—Emma, ​​didn't see anything.Darkness is still darkness.And why did she feel that the freezing temperature, although it made her shiver, still had a cooling effect on her injured ankle.

Boss, oh boss, can you stop giving her back blood as soon as she comes up, is it because she looks so pitiful?Or, she is so beautiful that even the boss can't bear to do it?

Her train of thought was a little crooked.

At the moment when she couldn't move and could only think wildly, something split in the deep black mass, and then slowly expanded, it was an eyeball.

No, it's five eyeballs.Like the five sense organs, arranged in the darkness, deep and terrifying.Like some kind of unknown.

Lika felt that she should scream when faced with such a scene, but the voice was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't help but think of Fei Tan. If it was him, she would definitely give her a vest.

Alas, Feitan.

It would be better to be killed by Fei Tan just now than to face this monster.

Just when she had no love in her life and fell into the vortex of wild thoughts, there was something flowing in the darkness that she could not detect, and by the time she realized it, the situation had already happened——

At that moment, she only felt the whistling of wind in her ears, and the wind seemed to be mixed with tiny sharp knives, gliding past her arm, bringing a cold chill to the bone, she flinched subconsciously, and then there was a huge explosion The eardrums were torn apart, the stairs she was lying on shattered, and the supporting steps turned into billows of mud and rocks, and she immediately fell down with the gravel, leaving her head full of stars.

But she didn't dare to stay, and managed to get out of the monster's control. Even though she couldn't tell the difference between south, east, and north, and her body was screaming and hurting, she still gritted her teeth and half crawled out of the dirt pile, and kept crawling forward. , Climb all the time, fast and with all your strength, for fear that the monsters behind you will catch up.

Then she slammed into the wall hard.

Whoops!

And let no one live!

Immediately afterwards, she felt a sharp wind passing over the top of her head, cutting off a few strands of her hair. Before the hair fell to the ground, the wall a few inches above her head burst and exploded.

Lika rolled on the ground with her head in her arms, and rolled towards the direction of wind and twilight, avoiding the scattered stone rain in time, and this time she finally hid in the right place. She could smell the moist air and feel the moist air when she got up. Against the flowing wind, she struggled to stand up against the wall, limping and trying to escape.

Jaws clenched so hard they looked like they were going to bleed, temples ached like hell, and pressure was so great that eyeballs felt like they were going to be squeezed out.It hurts, the whole body hurts, the bones are cold and numb, the muscles are sore from overwork, the broken bones are constantly pulling, and the internal organs are churning inside.

What else to do but escape?

After gradually escaping from a distance of more than ten meters, she was not attacked again. Only then did she realize that she had entered a secret passage with a larger space, which could be two meters high and accommodate five people passing side by side. That line will be more neat and smooth.This is probably the main road.

That's not the point.

The point is, the reason why she hasn't been attacked too much is that the space here is relatively wide, the monsters behind are always hitting sideways, the attack point is thousands of miles away from her, and the chance of hitting her is so far It's zero!

Hey, hey, you can't do this, a boss with zero hit rate is not a good boss.

Rika couldn't help complaining about it.It's outrageous, it looks so terrifying, how can it be so weak in combat power!So at the critical moment of escape, she made a stupid decision, she decided to take a look back.

Turning his head curiously.

This time, I can finally see its shape clearly, it looks like a human but not a human, the huge eyeballs are extremely creepy, but when it swings the black part like an arm to launch a wind blade attack, it looks so ridiculous, the whole thing looks like an improperly controlled The broken machine, uncoordinated hands and feet, all eyes staring at her, but the hands and feet are flying around, no wonder all the attacks landed around her.

It was a grotesque scene!

A feeling of something wrong suddenly arises, but then submerged in the great hope of survival, Lika's eyes light up, her strength recovers a bit, and her limbs and bones warm up a bit.There is still a chance, there must be a chance!

If she had known at that time that this monster was Feitan, she would have given him a wild laugh and then fled regardless of the danger of her life.What a pity, what a pity.

She didn't know.

so far.

Lika struggled to push her two legs filled with lead weights. Subjectively, she hoped that she could stimulate the potential of her life and jump faster than a rabbit. Objectively, she was not much faster than before. Therefore, when she watched a sharp The wind blade whizzed past a few inches above her head, pierced through the top of the tunnel obliquely upwards, and when countless debris and rocks fell down at once, she couldn't dodge at all, and raised her hands in vain to resist, but in the end she was still caught by the rocks. Knocked down to the ground, dirt and gravel instantly covered her upper body, as if burying her.She nearly suffocated in the dust.

But luckily, it was just a near miss.

She moved her hands and feet, and found that her body could still move, and the rubble covering her back was not heavy, but sticky and soft.Thanks to the fact that this is an offshore tunnel, the soil is soft due to long-term damp.

Lika propped up her upper body with her bruised arms, and only heard the whistling sound of wind blades approaching behind her ears. She thought to herself, now she really can't run anymore, and her life really needs to be explained here.I don't know what it's like in my heart, I have escaped for so long, I have struggled and struggled, it seems that the confession can be regarded as the official end of this suffering, and I have nothing to complain about myself.

But what about Feitan?Will he always maintain the state of the living dead and be controlled by them?

The wind blade was so close that she could not only hear the swirling whistling sound, but also feel the weak air current brought by the whirlwind. It brushed her hair and licked her face coldly.

At this moment, footsteps and human voices poured in from the big hole above her head, like a ray of dawn, and there was a commotion from above: "We found someone!" "Bring back the painting!" Become a monster, no enemy or friend at all, wait until he kills that woman before going down."...

Hey, wait...

Man, turned into a monster?

Who are they talking about?

Who becomes a monster?

Surprised, Lika looked back in horror, and saw the black humanoid monster standing silently beside her, holding the black hand knife like the scythe of death.

This height, this skill.

——It turned out to be Feitan? !

Without giving her time to continue thinking, the scythe slashed towards her neck at a speed that pierced the air. The blade made a mournful whine and screamed sharply, forming an extremely sharp contrast with the cruelty and ruthlessness of the action itself.

The killers overhead watched this scene happen.High above, it is as if the gods are watching the cannibalism in the world and remain indifferent.Everyone was waiting for her death, for everything that ended with death.

Even she once wanted to give up to end it.

For some reason, the moment he confirmed that the monster in front of him was actually Feitan, an indescribable stubbornness and unwillingness came suddenly.

Are you kidding, Feitan is not only being manipulated by them into a living dead, but also into such a humanoid monster? !Going too far, bullying too much!

The greed and insufficiency of the human heart are as endless as the black silhouette in front of you. That kind of darkness merges into the shadow of the night, losing the corners of distinction, and unable to detect its depth.

Why should I bear the malice from hell?Why should I die here cowardly and insignificant?

Not reconciled, she is not reconciled, no, no...

At the moment when death was infinitely approaching, she used almost beast-like instinct and intuition to grab the picture scroll in her bosom, and shook it sideways to block the black scythe from falling.

Her arms were numb, and there was something roaring in her ears. For a moment, she thought her arms were cut off, and her breathing stopped. The next moment, a slightly turbulent wave brushed against her arms and The peaceful atmosphere around her made her open her eyes involuntarily.

I only saw the black knife tearing the picture scroll, and the picture that was broken into two pieces was swaying because of being held tightly by her. The red spells on it gradually disappeared, and some terrible black power was peeled off from the black monster in front of me little by little. , turned into particles visible to the naked eye, formed a small trickle, drifted towards the broken hole, and extended to nowhere.

Time stopped, and the black knife shell shattered and fell off, revealing the flesh color. It was vaguely seen that it looked like a human hand. Looking back, I saw the monster's eyeballs closed sequentially from top to bottom, and the cold eyes were vaguely Showing unwillingness and hatred, it still had to close in the end, turning into a crack, and then disappearing.The black skin peeled off, like a wall that had been in disrepair for a long time, rustling down.

The familiar feminine and girlish facial features were exposed, and the pair of dark golden pupils suddenly lit up in the lack of light, but then went out, and after a weak glance at her, they finally closed.

He fell to his knees.

Lika didn't know where she got the strength to stand up, and embraced the fallen Feitan, only knew that the moment she hugged him, her heart seemed to be hot and swollen by the hot summer sun, as if it would burst her chest.

Feitan.

Feitan.

Feitan.

She looked dreamy, almost whispering, as if she was singing some kind of spell.

He was finally back in his arms.

The author has something to say: Uh... sorry, I'm finally back~~~