Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees.

Chapter 122 Displaced people chase phantoms

Not far from the location, here is a monument placed in an open space.

This kind of monument actually has more than one place in Nanling, and it can be seen everywhere in some hero cities.

Because these monuments all signify a bygone event, a disaster that cost many lives.

shadow world.

Its very existence is a catastrophe, bringing untold suffering and death.

And the monument in front of me has been around for some years, it was a stele more than 50 years ago, so now, not many people come to worship, there are only a few flowers in front of the monument, and some burnt remains ash.

The old man Liu Huai put the things in front of the monument, his expression was neither unexpected nor strange, he just calmly stared at the densely packed names on the three-meter-high monument, and spoke calmly.

"Sister, are you okay down there?"

"Brother, I am getting older, and the sequelae are getting more and more serious. This time I came too late. If I hadn't met a kind girl, I might not have remembered it for a while. You wouldn't blame me, would you? "

Caressing the stone tablet, the incense was burning quietly, white smoke floated up, and the wrinkles on the old man's face became more obvious.

"It would be great if you could still blame me."

He looked at the name on the stele, stroked the notch on it, and smiled softly: "But it's almost too soon, my brother will go down soon, and I probably won't have long to live... Wait, No matter how hard I talk with you, I have done a lot of things over the years, but none of them are as good as before, none of them..."

As he spoke, he stopped, a little more choked up in his throat.

He said a lot of words to the stele.

Mentioned family, mentioned sons, daughters and grandsons, mentioned his old comrades-in-arms, and many other words.

Su Ruoji sat on the chair next to her and dangled her calves, neither deliberately listening nor keeping quiet.

After the time for a stick of incense passed, the incense was burned, and the old man also finished worshiping his relatives.

"Child, are you hungry? Have a steamed bun?" The old man took out a white flour steamed bun: "Grandpa made it myself."

"Isn't this a sacrifice?" Su Ruo blinked and asked, "Can you eat it?"

"It's edible, she won't care." The old man also took out a steamed bun and took a bite: "It's so sweet."

Su Ruo took a bite of the steamed bun, chewed it, and then her eyes lit up: "It's really sweet."

"I'm afraid that children won't be able to eat such authentic white flour steamed buns now." The old man laughed, seeing Su Ruo gobbled it up and hurriedly asked for warmth: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't choke, no one will follow you Rob."

Su Ruo nodded, and continued to gnaw on the steamed buns with her head down. She really didn't eat steamed buns much, but she ate a lot of steamed buns, and she was a little hungry just now.

At this time, Liu Huai saw someone coming to pay respects, it was an old man in a wheelchair.

"Old Liu?" The other party also saw Liu Huai and called out.

"Sister Zhang?" The old man immediately got up and greeted her.

Su Ruo is not good at interfering with others, but she is also bored after eating steamed buns. Children have a restless personality, and they ran more than ten meters away in a short while.

She saw a cat, so she tore off a piece of steamed bun and handed it over... Children don't know that cats don't eat steamed buns.

In the process of tugging with Maomao, she didn't realize that something was wrong, and she didn't notice a black shadow spreading from under the street lamp in front.

Liu Huai was chatting with his old friend when suddenly a familiar call sounded in his ears.

……elder brother!

Liu Huai stopped talking, turned his head suddenly, and saw the scene where the shadow spread out, and Su Ruo fell into it.

The little girl was like a pebble falling into the water, if she hadn't looked back this time, no matter how hard she searched, she would never be able to detect it.

The world of shadows is like this, sometimes it comes with a huge momentum like a storm swearing its existence; sometimes it comes like a floating cloud, no one notices when it comes and goes.

The only difference is that it is not so beautiful, and every time it appears, it may take away a fresh life.

The scene of this scene is like the reappearance of that scene 50 years ago.

But 50 years ago, he was just an ordinary ten-year-old boy who didn't understand anything.

Watching his sister being swallowed helplessly, he stood there, unable to do anything, not daring to approach her, and not daring to hold her outstretched hand.

It was like a nightmare that had haunted him for decades.

Shi Changdu woke up in a dream, thinking of his sister crying out "Brother".

Nightmare and reality overlapped, flashing back and forth in his memory.

At this moment, the figures of the two little girls overlapped in his eyes.

The one standing there was clearly his younger sister.

The old man's body froze for a second, a short second, as if a century had passed.

He seemed to have returned to the age of ten again, turning back into a weak boy who looked at his sister who was swallowed up by the shadow world and could do nothing.

He had a splitting headache, and the pain caused by the confusion of memory tore his soul, and the whole soul went back and forth between the past and reality.

His amnesia had struck again.

He faced himself once again, and once again saw the ten-year-old boy in his soul.

That weak, powerless self.

His soul was screaming, and the tearing pain seemed to split his body in two.

The young him and the old him are at war with heaven and man.

The boy himself was howling and crying bitterly, but his trembling legs dared not take a step.

The old self watched silently, his eyes became a little bit loose, and his memory and consciousness were gradually blurring and drifting away.

A strong sadness was about to overwhelm him...but at this moment, another voice sounded.

"grandfather……"

It was Su Ruoji's shout.

It was she who was calling for help.

So, both the crying young man and the silent old man in the soul took a step at the same time.

The dust scattered in his eyes was dispersed, and he was already conscious when he took the first step.

The youth and the old merged together and became himself running.

All this only took a short second.

Liu Huai's gradually withered body erupted with a force like a tsunami and a mountain torrent, and the mighty stellar energy rampaged through his body, roaring high-spiritedly, like an angry mountain dragon.

Even if it directly affected his internal injuries and made his already old and broken organs even more fragmented, he didn't care about it.

pain?
So what if it hurts!
He couldn't wait, not even a moment, a minute, a second, a moment.

How much time and pain does it take to turn a boy into a man?
Perhaps 50 years of guilt and powerlessness.

Maybe it was a moment of heart-piercing.

The old man's eyes turned red in an instant, and the growling sound carried out the life he had decided since he was a child.

Liu Huai rushed in the direction of the shadow world, and fell towards the shadow world like an arrow leaving the string, and ran towards the place where the little girl was.

It seems to be chasing the time of 50 years that can never be caught up.

Not knowing truth or falsehood, wandering people chase phantoms.

Fifty years ago, he didn't dare to move forward, or maybe he was just a second or two late.

This time, he was not slow.

The old man hugged Su Ruoji and held her in his arms, as if grabbing the corner of his sister's clothes.

The two fell into the shadow world together.

The crowd behind made a panicked voice, shouting 'quick call the police'.

……

As if passing through a layer of water curtain, Liu Huai's back hit the ground, and he groaned.

That level of injury alone wasn't enough to send him into shock, but what really hurt was the force of the impact pulling on his old injuries.

In 50 years of military life, less than 5.00% of people can leave the front line alive, and everyone has experienced countless death battles.

Resisting the backflow of blood in his throat, he swallowed the blood foam and asked in as calm a voice as possible: "Are you all right, little friend?"

"Well, I'm fine." Su Ruo raised her cheeks: "I'm fine, Grandpa Liu."

"It's fine." Liu Huai inspected it carefully, and said as if treating a rare treasure: "It's fine."

He caught it.

He catches up.

This alone made him extremely happy and overjoyed.

"Are you okay?" Su Ruo asked in a low voice, reaching out her hand to touch the bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corner of his mouth: "Does it hurt?"

"I..." Liu Huai looked at the gentle little girl, and the iron-blooded man almost had tears in his eyes at this moment: "I, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, grandpa is doing well."

Su Ruo didn't understand why the old man was crying, and he was smiling even though he was crying.

She just thought that he must be in pain, but adults can't cry or cry casually.

Liu Huai sat up and stood up again.

At this time, his heart seemed to be burning with fire, and an unprecedented force filled his whole body, suppressing all the pain.

He thought he would die on the battlefield and burn himself out for Great Xia, but he also regretted why he didn't die on the battlefield, and lingered on, refusing to see his relatives and comrades-in-arms.

After this monument, he doesn't plan to come out again. He already plans to go back home, and then he will just stay there and wait for his death quietly.

But at this time, he was full of joy.

Maybe the reason why I live is for the present.

In order to make up for regrets, in order to be able to meet my sister underground with a relieved smile!
At this moment, he didn't even think about how to get out alive, he just thought about protecting this girl with all his might. This was the salvation he had missed for 50 years, and the gods could not take her away.

Liu Huai drew out the rock gun that he carried with him. He never left this weapon and used it for 50 years.

The barrels of the long gun were connected one by one, and he held the long gun and looked around.

Although the 50 years of border guards have experienced countless life and death fights, this is the first time that a single soldier has walked alone in the film world.

It's not even a shadow layer here, but a matte layer that's even more dangerous than a shadow layer.

There are disaster beasts and shadow species walking here, from the first to the third level. In his condition, it is extremely difficult to deal with a second level.

Ordinary people must find a safe place to hide and wait for Chang Yesi's rescue.

But Liu Huai's experience told him that there should be a stairway leading to the shadow layer near here.

He held Su Ruoji's hand and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Su Ruo nodded immediately: "A little bit, but I will be obedient."

"Good boy." Liu Huai thought what a good boy he was, and he was as obedient as his sister: "Grandpa will definitely take you out!"

He said this not only to give his children hope, but also to give himself confidence.

He is not a particularly good fighter, neither a soldier king nor a special team of the military, but a mediocre person who has survived for 50 years and barely managed to become a third-order extraordinary.

Why do you say it is a mediocre person, because in the border area, there are opportunities everywhere. Geniuses can often break through to the third level at the border in half a year. Dump him thousands of miles away.

He has struggled in such a dangerous place for 50 years, never shy away from battles, and received many rewards and opportunities, but only at the third level... This has already drained his full potential.

He is definitely not a genius, at most he is a mediocre... He is almost the same as Guo Jing, nothing more than daring to fight, working hard, studying hard and practicing hard to survive.

But now, he was a little afraid of death.

It's not because he's afraid of his own death, but because he's afraid that he won't be able to complete his mission and send the child out.

This is what he fears the most!

As he said so, holding the rock spear, he walked forward.

10 minutes.

Two 10 minutes.

Three 10 minutes.

The next step is a blood mark.

He had killed more than ten shadow alien species and disaster beasts, but his walking speed was getting slower and slower, and he had already seen the stairway.

But he dared not go any further.

A Tier [-] Calamity Beast was guarding there, and was staring at him.

How was it discovered?

Liu Huai didn't understand.

But soon, he also understood.

"Son, are you of the blood of the heroic spirit?" he asked.

"What is the blood of a heroic spirit?"

Even Su Ruo didn't know that although she was active by nature, she was no longer active after watching the fight along the way, but her little face turned pale with fright.

Liu Huai smiled wryly, the blood of the heroic spirit, the blood of the heroic spirit of a child, because he is still young, he can't control the mystery flowing in his blood, this is the best supplement for disaster beasts and alien species.

No wonder they are being targeted.

He could only back away, hold Su Ruo and avoid more disaster beasts to delay time.

But he was injured and couldn't walk fast.

Such delays are meaningless and will only lead to encirclement.

And Chang Yesi has not arrived yet... If it is the shadow layer, it must have arrived, but here is the matte layer, and you need to enter the shadow layer before positioning, and there will be a large error. If you are unlucky, run three or four times in a row Times are possible.

"There's no time." Liu Huai felt that he was weakening endlessly.

He picked up Su Ruoji and put her in the basement of an abandoned house.

"Stay here well... I didn't hear anyone calling you outside, so don't come out." Liu Huai whispered, "Got it?"

Su Ruo immediately shook her head: "Grandpa came in too!"

"Grandpa won't go in, stay well, good boy, be obedient."

Liu Huai smiled, and lightly stroked Su Ruoji's hair, guilt, relief, and regret flashed in his eyes, and finally all turned into relief.

He closed the door of the basement, stood guard at the door, and raised his rock spear.

There is a kind of boldness of being alone.

The veteran of hundreds of battles laughed loudly, his bloody clothes fluttering like a fierce banner.

Lifting the spear with a clang, only a jug of wine to drink.

"Standing like a rock, I swear to the death!"

"Today I deserve to die."

"It hurts!"

"Happy!!"

(End of this chapter)