Embers of Embers

Chapter 453
This disaster seems to have finally come to an end, but this is not a happy ending, but a terrible ending.
Although Lorenzo was blocking the soldiers from behind, after leaving the exploded neighborhood, the sound of heavy horse hooves continued, coming from all directions, like drums beating in people's hearts, bringing further oppression.
Under Lawrence's unified will, the soldiers acted extremely efficiently, like cold machines. They had been preparing to surround several people early in the morning, but fortunately Eve and the others ran faster, and the war horses had not blocked the street yet.
Eve looked ahead. The dock was very close, but such a short distance seemed extremely far away.
The exhausted people moved hard, but while showing their desire to survive, Irene's expression was a bit complicated. She followed the team closely, looking at the things in her hands from time to time, and then looked at the kestrel whose life and death were unknown. .
Ever since Hebold carried him up, this guy had completely given up struggling and made no sound. He didn't know whether he was dead or about to die.
Haybold didn't want to check the specific situation of the kestrel. In his words, if he was still alive, he would be carried out. If he was dead, he could use the kestrel as a human shield. How could he run away with him anyway? There is no loss of road.
Unknowingly, Heibald has integrated into this somewhat crazy style.
Unfortunately, the moment of relaxation was very short-lived. There was the sound of bloodthirsty breathing in the darkness, and the war horses rushed out of the darkness and attacked several people.
Under the dim sight, it looked like a nightmare that broke reality. The soldiers finally caught up with a few people, their guns and sharp blades carrying the chill of death.
Before it was time to give up, under this sudden change, Eve slowed down and waited for the horse to approach. When the warrior swung the sharp blade at her, Eve also moved quickly.
The slender figure easily dodged the sword strike. With the strength of the ranger, she reacted very quickly, almost passing by it. At the moment of dodging, Eve reached out and grabbed the arm that wielded the sword.
She did not have strong strength, but her body was light enough and she had experience that could be used in combat. Eve climbed directly onto the horse's back along the warrior's arm. The slender lancet looked extremely deadly at the moment. The warrior had just arrived. Grasping the reins tightly, the sharp iron penetrated into the flesh and blood along the neck.
This was a fatal blow. Ordinary people would die easily under this attack, but facing this violent warrior, it was obviously not enough to kill him completely.
There was no need to kill him. Eve repeatedly hit the wound on his neck. The vitality of these warriors with secret blood was too tenacious. Rather than killing them, it would be better to render them powerless. As long as it was delayed for a little time, It was enough for them to escape.
The churning blade slit the throat, and as blood spurted out, the soldier was kicked down by Eve. Eve cheered, and she grabbed a horse, but before she could be happy, gunshots rang out, and the war horse He was shot into a sieve before he could run a few steps.
Eve reacted quickly. She grabbed the reins and hung herself on the other side of the horse, then rolled to the ground.
"These guys are really chasing after me."
Eve was breathing heavily. The girl's body was also covered in scars at the moment. Her arms were full of scratches, as well as deep sword wounds and marks left by bullet rails.
Looking at the black shadows behind them, it stands to reason that with the abilities and numbers of the soldiers, Eve and the others can't run so far. As long as they continue to maintain the volley just now, on this empty street, the few people can only stay in the bunker. Then he trembled until he was surrounded and caught.
The soldiers did not do this. The distance between them and Eve and others was neither far nor close. It could be said to be just the right distance, just like a hunter and his prey.
"Are they waiting for us to burn out?"
Haybold asked.
"Do you think we really count as prey?"
At this time, Irene said, her expression was very serious, her pace gradually slowed down, and finally stopped in place.
"Irene, what's wrong with you?"
Haybold immediately cursed, but Irene shook her head. She turned around and looked at the vague figure behind the sea of ​​fire.
"The most valuable prey tonight is not you, nor me..."
A Viking, a Gallican, and an Inverg, all with different identities and statuses, but tonight their value seemed extremely cheap compared to him.
"Lorenzo, they're hunting Lorenzo Holmes."
Erin's eyes were complicated with a little fear.
"That's what they're going to do."
Listening to Erin's words, Eve understood her consciousness in an instant, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.
"Is that so? On the surface they are holding us back, but in reality they are holding Lorenzo. As long as we leave unsafely, Lorenzo will have no choice but to continue to confront Lawrence for our sakes until he dies here."
After seeing through the conspiracy, there was no joy, but instead she felt even colder. This was a conspiracy that couldn't be changed after seeing through it, and Eve didn't know what to do now.
Lawrence abandoned all connections with people, and he no longer had any weaknesses. But Lorenzo was different from him. Lorenzo had already experienced the beauty of life and tasted the poison of happiness. It was rare for him to have success. A man of friends, Lorenzo couldn't give it all up.
"Hide first and then make a decision!"
Haybold pushed the two of them hard and fell behind an overturned carriage nearby.
The fragile structure of the carriage could not stop many bullets, but as Eve analyzed, the purpose of the soldiers was not to kill them, but to delay them. Seeing that a few people stopped running, the gunfire gradually became less frequent.
"Option [-], if we commit suicide now, then Lorenzo will have no worries. Maybe because of our death, he will kill us in a fit of anger?"
Erin said quickly, every second at this moment was precious.
"are you joking?"
Heybold scolded, as a Viking, he couldn't accept the ending of suicide.
"Of course."
Erin said with a smile. She seemed to be back to her previous self, teasing others casually.
But soon, she calmed down, her expression froze, like ice, and then she slowly raised the items in her hands.
It was a crystal ruby, as if it were solidified blood.
A secret blood.
"Choice two, use it and get out."
Erin stared at the blood in her hands. It was like the most perfect treasure in the world, making everyone eager to usurp it.
For a moment, everyone held their breath and stared at Mi Xue with fiery eyes.
"Power and price, this is really a difficult choice..."
Eve whispered that she knew more about secret blood than the other two, and she also knew the price of this power. Lorenzo himself was the best example.
"Let me come!"
Haybold said immediately.
"No, you can't, Hebold, you don't know the power of this thing. Although it can make people powerful, with this thing comes the possibility of losing control. Once you use it... maybe you will never be able to control it again. I can't change myself."
The twisted and ferocious faces of the demons flashed in Eve's mind. They were like bloodthirsty and crazy beasts, but they were also like the crying and wailing dead, feeling sad for their cursed fate.
"Then what do you think we should do? Just keep this stalemate until someone dies?"
Heibald directly stretched out his hand to grab the secret blood. Perhaps it was because of the sense of crisis about the predicament or because he was tempted by the secret blood. There was anger in his voice.
"No...I mean this thing should be given to me."
Eve beat him to it and snatched the secret blood from Irene's hand.
Now Eve feels wonderful, she feels as if she is destined to follow the path of her fathers and go deeper than them.
"I am a ranger, a natural ranger. My resistance to erosion is far stronger than any of you. If I use it, there is a high probability that I will not lose control."
Eve clenched the secret blood tightly, she could feel the warmth brought by the blood, they were rolling and burning.
Someone is whispering in his ears, luring him into the darkness.
"Yes, this is what I should do."
A sense of mission filled Eve's mind, and she directly picked up the secret blood to inject it without waiting for the two's answers.
"Wait, Eve, it's not you who really needs it."
Irene's voice sounded, her voice was very cold, which temporarily sobered up Eve's fiery mind.
I saw her hugging the kestrel, like the statue of the Virgin Mary in the church, with a compassionate expression.
Brushing Kestrel's cheek, all she could feel was the coldness of a corpse. Erin felt that today was a really bad day. There were very few people who could be remembered by her, and today she almost lost everything.
"Give it to Kestrel, it might save him."
He removed his hand from Kestrel's chest, and there was still a slight heartbeat underneath. Kestrel was not dead yet, but he was about to die. Even if he could escape from here, without medical treatment, Kestrel would not be able to survive until Inverg.
A deathly silence descends here, and the time of decision has come.
No matter how the words are modified, in fact everyone knows that as long as they use secret blood, they have fallen into darkness, dedicated themselves to their ideals, and become a member of the monsters.
"Sorry, the choice was made for you, Kestrel."
Erin took the secret blood from Eve's hand and was about to stab the kestrel's chest.
Mutant was startled, but before Irene could inject the secret blood, another injection pierced Kestrel's chest.
Looking along the hand holding the injection, it was then that Irene noticed that there was an extra person beside her. Perhaps due to the influence of secret blood and decision, few people actually noticed his arrival.
"Prick the red ones first, then the yellow ones... Wait, what time is the needle!"
This guy complained as he took one shot after another and couldn't seem to remember the order.
Without any hesitation, Heibald directly raised his fist to knock over the guy who suddenly appeared, but then he caught his fist with one hand and listened to what this strange guy said.
"Purification agency, high-ranking knight, you can call me Shrike, hello everyone!"
Shrike reintroduced himself, and only then did Highbould see that this guy was actually Shrike.
After shaking Heibald's hand vigorously, Shrike couldn't understand why this guy still wanted to shake hands when it was already so deadly. Although it was not easy to meet him, there was no need to be so cordial.
"what!!!"
A scream disrupted everyone's thoughts, and Kestrel sat up straight away.
He opened his mouth wide, breathing heavily, and screaming continuously at the same time.
"Eh? Shrike."
The kestrel saw the shrike beside him, and his eyes filled with tears.
"It's so good to see you again! Shrike...how long have I been sleeping? Where is this place?"
"You've been asleep for about a few minutes, but this is still Galnaro. Welcome back to hell!"
Eileen stared at the farce blankly. She felt that her emotions were completely fed to the dog, and her voice had a somewhat helpless feeling.
This guy... might actually be lucky.
"Wow! I feel like my chest is going to explode."
Kestrel tore open his clothes, revealing his chest full of wounds.
"Adrenaline, Voldren Potion, and a few other things can theoretically keep you going for a while."
Shrike inspected Kestrel's wounds. Although this guy looked like he was alive and kicking, he was actually relying on medicine to keep him alive.
"Our ship is on the high seas, and people from the Black Mountain Hospital are on standby. Even if you lose half your life, they can bring you back. The premise is that you have to get back there alive. Do you understand?"
Shrike slapped Kestrel's face. He was recruited by Shrike. Shrike knew exactly what Kestrel was. Although he was injected with Florund's medicine, judging from this guy's way of thinking, he still needed some external force to make him wide awake.
"Are there any reinforcements? Now they are using us to hold Lorenzo back."
Eve said anxiously, the appearance of Shrike gave them some hope to break the deadlock.
"Reinforcements? Do you think those two and a half count?"
Shrike thought for a moment, then pointed in the direction of the dock where he came from.
"Two...and a half?"
Two dazzling rays of light were seen leaping out from the direction pointed by the shrike. It outlined a burning trajectory in the night sky, and then fell on the position where the soldiers were advancing.
Explosions, impact and fire.
There was a harsh buzzing in the ears, and the vibration of the explosion made the earth tremble slightly, and under the light were two busy people and a mouse.
"The impact position is a bit off, correct it, the value is..."
Nicholas put down the telescope and said to Hercule beside him.
Hercule laboriously loaded the two mortars after correcting the values.
"Why did you bring this thing with you when you came to rescue me? Are you sure you came for rescue and not for landing on the beach?"
yelled Hercule as he worked, lifting the damn things off the ship nearly cost him his life.
"Anyway, your position was vacant when we came, so I brought some experimental weapons up... Don't you think this is an excellent experimental site? It perfectly demonstrates the possibilities in urban combat."
Nikolai's voice was torn apart by the overlapping cannon sounds, and two more dome lights fell.
"Come on! Hercule! Come on!"
Amid the roaring explosions, Poirot jumped around Hercule, cheering him on.
Hercule looked at all this with a complicated expression.
Under various conspiracies, Maluli Port became a battlefield, with one group of monsters fighting another group of monsters, and he was working as an artilleryman here, and was still encouraged by a chinchilla.
He felt that this was not like a war, but like a hellish fireworks show, and Hercule was the mental patient who set fire to the city.
"Forget it, what are you thinking so much about?"
Hercule shook his head and gave up thinking. Another dome light illuminated the night sky and fell.
(End of this chapter)