Why it never ends

Chapter 64 The Chaser

The muscles all over Hesta's body tensed again, and whenever she encountered an opponent whose strength was too great, her body would stiffen uncontrollably—on the last night of the monastery, she was in this situation. Sister Gerdin's right hand was cut off with chelate; and when she first encountered the Gringoire brothers, Calvin's sense of oppression made her unable to move.

Hesta gritted his teeth suddenly, and the anger caused by his own incompetence instantly ignited.

Why……

Why can't I move?

Under the dark red light, the opposite chelate showed no joy or excitement, it looked like a very thin adult male, with a world-weary slack in his eyes.

The moment the eyes met Hesta's, the chelate let out a low moan in doubt.

It closed its eyes, carefully sniffed the air in the corridor, and then scratched its head a few times inexplicably.

"...you smell different from her, why?"

Chelate's voice was emotionless, even weak, but Hesta clearly felt an unprecedented threat from it.

"Oh, I see," the two pincers of the chelate collided, "you haven't awakened again, have you?"

The color on the girl's face was gone, "What have you... done?"

Chelate let out a very light laugh, one that seemed a little coy at the same time.

"What can I do with the mercury needle..." Chelate looked sideways at the safe room. From his perspective, he could still see Turan lying on his back.The girl fell into a pool of blood, motionless.

Chelate retracted his gaze, and his expression was blurred for a moment, as if lost in memory.

"She took the initiative to approach me and said that she wanted to increase her bullet time. I thought this kind of thing might be interesting, so I cooperated for a while... But, I got tired of it very quickly."

It looked down at its own two hands, then walked to Hesta's side, skillfully took out the phone from her pocket, and broke it in half.

"In the final analysis, it is my own reason. Ever since my hand became like this, it is inconvenient to do anything, so it is not interesting to do anything..."

Chelate had no expression on his face, and although Hesta didn't ask anything, he talked a lot.Some daily life, some training details, and some complaints, with a flat voice and a little resentment.

However, soon, its murmurs stopped abruptly without warning—the chelate suddenly realized a problem, and it looked down at the girl in front of it who was even thinner than Turan.

"You...why don't you run?"

Hesta couldn't explain this problem. She seemed to be imprisoned in an invisible ice room, her stiff hands and feet were firmly fixed, and she didn't know how to get out of this cage.

The chelate circled Hesta in a circle.

"Are you tired of the game of chasing too?" Chelate whispered, and then quickly shook his head, "No, you can't be tired... This is already, my only pleasure."

It retreated to the door of the safe room, and asked in a negotiating tone: "Look, I'll give you ten more seconds. You run, I'll chase, okay?"

It turns its back.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Hesta's entire back was drenched with sweat, and the cold sweat ran across half of her face from her forehead and hit the ground.

"Seven, six, five..."

Her heart was beating wildly, so violently that it almost made her dizzy.

The image in front of me changed from red to vibrant dark purple, and the outlines of the chelates became overlapping silhouettes.

"Four, three, two..."

In the extreme fear, Hesta's hand moved suddenly, and everything seemed to be gradually easing up. She involuntarily reached out and reached for the gun behind her waist. After all, these two guns just let her experience what is absolute a few minutes ago. control and power.

At this moment, the faces of many people flashed through Hesta's mind, some of them were good and some were bad.All the past is floating, like a river that can't be grasped, only old Charlie's words are like thunder——

"You must remember, must, must remember."

"Never start a robbery in a dangerous place."

"Run, run far away, and let those who run slower than you die for you."

"Never let yourself fall to the point where you can only fight the enemy alone, understand?"

"one."

Chelate turned around, the puzzlement in its eyes slowly turning to annoyance.

"Are you kidding me..." Chelate's voice suddenly rose, turning into a terrifying roar, "I told you to run, didn't you hear?"

The chelate suddenly exploded and rushed towards Hesta. Its speed was extremely fast, like a bullet being fired, but Hesta once again felt that everything in front of him... seemed to slow down.

This scene was familiar to her again—that night in the monastery, when Alma's dagger was raised high in front of her, she also felt the time and space around her freeze at that moment.

The chelate that was already an afterimage became clear at this moment, and Hesta saw its hard pincers stabbing towards his heart.

She kept her eyes on the trajectory of the sharp blade, and leaned back to the side of the wall——

The empty chelate staggered a few times, and stopped the car a few steps behind Hesta.

All of this was flowing, and the chelate not far away let out a doubtful moan again, and it turned around.

Hesta looked at his hands and feet.

It was just now...

Dodge?
"how did you do it?"

Continuous sweat dripped into Hesta's eyes, and the sting was painful, but she didn't dare to relax her vigilance, and still held her breath, staring intently at the enemy in front of her.

She felt that her previously beating heart was calming down, and the rhythm of her breathing was returning—this experience was not the first time, but until now, until she dodged a chelate attack completely on her own. She charged a blow, and she really realized the unusualness of this calmness.

The chelate attacked her again, and Hesta dodged again. This time she didn't stay any longer, but ran forward all the way.

Chelate was stunned for a moment, then laughed excitedly, and started chasing as he wished.

Most of the roads leading to the function area have been blocked, leaving only one main road for Hesta, she suddenly thought of something, and immediately shouted: "Chelate—chelate is here!"

Hesta glanced at his watch, 19 minutes and 57 seconds had passed since Sean fell out of the bullet.

Sean's constraint time is...

22 minutes and 6 seconds.

Hesta frowned and stopped shouting. She knew that even if she shouted, it would be meaningless.

Soon, she saw Sean walking slowly against the wall on the road ahead - Sean understood the meaning of the alarm and heard Hesta's call, but there was not much he could do.

He doesn't know where the end of this road leads, whether there is life, but he understands the cruelty of chelates, and he understands that his life is really hanging by a thread at this moment.

Sean's legs were weak and trembling, and he would fall to the ground every two or three steps because he was too impatient. He didn't have time to think about whether this snail's escape was futile, he just didn't want to sit and wait for death.

His only hope is that the chelate can stare at Hesta, as long as it can be led away by Hesta and not pay attention to himself on the side of the road, then it will be safe for the time being...

So, Sean's whole heart went up when Hesta ran past him like a gust of wind.

More than ten seconds passed, and no one chased after him.

Sean's face was slowly distorted by fear while waiting, he didn't dare to turn his head, but a shadow had already cast on the ground near him.

Sean couldn't make a sound, he was crying silently, only a little air squeezed out of the deep throat.

"Help me... someone... help me...

"Karl...Karl...

"Mother……"

(End of this chapter)