Embers of Embers

Chapter 647 Marching
The quiet and peaceful world collapsed in an instant, and was replaced by red madness.
In Jiudunling, piercing sirens echoed in every corner, the radio broadcast repeatedly, and the increasingly violent rain curtain also urged everyone to escape. They hid in the nearby building and watched the waves on the street through the windows. Side roll.
The horses neighed in panic, and the coachmen tried to unshackle them, but the strong wind overturned the carriages, and the horses were also crushed. Then more water surged up, wrapping and rolling, swallowing the coachmen together. .
The drainage system of Old Dunling was completely paralyzed. The heavy rain accumulated more and more, filling the streets and pouring into the buildings. People closed their doors and windows tightly, but they still could not stop them.
Buscaro's expression was slightly dull. He had never really known Lorenzo, but he could still smell the stinky blood from Lorenzo's body, and now Buscaro had crossed that line, He was witnessing a frenzied advance.
"The erosion is rising. This time Roger has chosen to erode the entire city. Old Dunling will fall."
The communicator sounded, and the warning continued.
"According to the original plan, everyone is on standby at the nearest stronghold to fight against all observable monsters and control the disaster to a minimum!"
After hearing this, Saraki walked to the bar and picked up a few weapons from Hercule's row. She seemed to be well prepared as she placed the weapons on her body one by one and was fully armed.
"Take it!"
Sa Liangxi threw a few more folding knives and firearms, and Rhodes, Oscar, and Buscaro each had one.
Oscar didn't react much and caught it casually. Buscaro was completely stunned. The folding knife hit him and then fell at his feet. Rhodes hugged the thrown folding knife and lowered his head. Look at this cold metal.
"I...do I want to join the war too?"
Rhodes took a deep breath, trying not to let fear swallow him up.
"This is for you to protect yourself... This storm consumes everything and no one is immune."
Sa Liangxi said calmly, with a stern look on her face, and then took out the holy silver crown and put it on her head. It was like a silver hairband, fitting tightly to her brain.
Seeing this, Rhodes said nothing more. Sa Liangxi was anonymous and the only expert among this group of drunkards. Now this place seemed like an isolated island in the rain. No matter what happened, just listen to her.
Rhodes took out the crown from his pocket. He knew the importance of this thing, so he kept it with him all the time. He put on the crown, and then threw out the jackknife. Become tougher.
Suddenly, thousands of roars and explosions occurred in the air, as if there was an earthquake. The whole house was shaking non-stop. The glasses on the counter collided with each other, making a crisp sound. The bottles fell one after another, smashing to the floor. It's foam and glass slag.
Immediately afterwards, endless thunder flashed outside the window, and the dazzling light reflected on the rushing water in the street, as if these tides were glowing and spreading with thunder.
"It looks like the end of the day..."
Oscar sighed, such a frightening scene failed to frighten him, but instead gave him a sense of joy as if he had seen a strange vision.
That's right, Oscar has nothing to be afraid of, he has already passed on that heavy responsibility, and his successor has left Old Dunling safely at this moment. In this doomsday, he has nothing to worry about, so he has nothing feared.
……
Thunder and heavy rain seemed like the gods were pouring their anger on this place, trying to purge the sins of this world.
Watson stood firmly on the Dunling Tower and looked down with human eyes. The entire old Dunling had been involved in the storm. The chaotic rain curtain obscured all sight. She guessed that if someone stood on the street, I'm afraid I will also lose my way.
The street lights flickered on and off for a while, and then dazzling flares rose up, but before they could reach high into the sky, they were swept into nothingness by the strong wind.
Watson watched all this coldly, with a blazing white light rolling under the mask.
She took a deep breath, and in an instant, everything in the world seemed to slow down, and finally froze in place.
The blazing white fire reflected thousands of raindrops, expanding thunder, people running, steel starting... and then power exploded in an instant.
The world in Watson's eyes changed. Countless beams of light rose from the storm, one after another, standing like a forest of guns.
It was one [gap] after another, [gaps] united by Watson.
"The Lower City has fallen."
Watson whispered, her voice traveling along the [gap] and reaching the people hiding in the darkness.
The Thames River overflowed its shores and rolled up waves driven by strong winds. The first thing they destroyed was the lower town.
The drainage system was completely paralyzed, and the tides with nowhere to go directly swept the muddy downtown area. The already disorderly and backward area was swallowed up in an instant, and countless foreigners were swept up by the tide, sinking into darkness.
The fragile buildings also collapsed in response. They fell in pieces, like boulders washed away by rapids, with their edges and corners smoothed away, leaving only a smooth mirror surface.
The dock has been turned into ruins, with only countless pieces of wood left. The boats are shaking wildly. Some have been scratched by countless big hands and dragged into the water, while others are directly sent to the streets by the rising tide. , Rampage.
Strong winds rose, and they rolled up everything that was pulled, forming a huge tornado in the air, pushing and destroying, and continued to move towards the interior of the city.
No one had ever thought that Old Dunling would encounter such a cruel weather, like a doomsday carnival.
[Have you found Roger? 】
Galahad's voice sounded and he asked.
Thanks to the power of [Gap], Galahad's voice is very clear.
"Not yet, but he will be there soon," said Watson. "I know where his aim is."
"We just need to wait for him there, and he will definitely go."
[Where’s Adren? 】
Galahad worried that there was not only Roger, a monster wandering in this city, but also another evil creature named Adren.
At the moment, all this seems to be the work of Roger alone. It is hard to imagine what kind of crisis the city will encounter when both are releasing erosion at the same time.
"I don't know, he's hiding it very deep, but I think he will show up with Roger and that's what he should do. He won't let this opportunity pass."
Watson thought for a while and responded.
【Okay, I know. 】
Galahad's voice disappeared in his mind, and Watson continued to look down at the city under the heavy rain, opening his hands as if to hold them firmly in his palms.
……
Galahad wore a raincoat and mingled with the panicked crowd, running on the streets.
Here he could personally feel the apocalyptic fear. The water under his feet was almost up to his knees. The surrounding buildings were also crowded with people. Everyone could only keep running, looking for the next place to take refuge. place.
The horses neighed continuously, and the patrolmen blew their whistles, but the sound was easily covered by the chaotic screams, and the situation was getting out of their control little by little.
Galahad felt a little headache, which was probably a side effect of using [Gap] communication. He was holding the Holy Silver Crown in his hand, and he was considering whether to wear it.
"So when should we surface? Not now?"
Galahad muttered to himself, and soon there was an echo in his mind.
[The time has not come yet. 】
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Galahad asked, the Geiger Index of the entire city was soaring, and soon the demon wave would break out, and this time it would cover the entire city, and they could only run exhausted.
[Waiting for the moment to pull the trigger. 】
"What trigger?"
[You will know, but not now. 】
Galahad took a deep breath. Only Watson knew the full story of the deus ex machina. She was the real "outsider" outside the story.
After thinking about everything, Galahad did not ask any more questions and simply responded.
"I will follow the plan, and then... I will remain silent."
A few seconds later, a calm voice came.
[I wish you victory, Galahad. 】
A flat smile appeared on Galahad's indifferent face, and then he fell into complete coldness. He put on the holy silver crown, and the chaotic sounds in his mind were completely eradicated, leaving only absolute silence.
He walked towards the depths of the rain curtain.
In Watson's field of vision, he could see one pillar of light extinguishing one after another. They all put on holy silver crowns and cut off their connection with Watson. There were also more pillars of light moving slowly.
This scene lasted for a long time, until a flash of frightened red suddenly appeared. It seemed so sudden and full of ominousness.
"coming."
Watson said softly.
People were hiding in the buildings, shivering in the icy cold. The adults were complaining about the damn weather, while the children were frightened by the horrific anomaly and cried. The mother softly comforted the child and told him a peaceful fairy tale. Fathers held up doors and windows to prevent them from blowing open in the strong wind.
Everything seemed to be so bad, until at a certain moment, everyone felt the roar from the mind, something was screaming, and in the depths of his soul, there was a piercing wail.
The adults were frightened and confused by the sudden heart palpitations, while the children burst into tears. Perhaps because they were young, they could always see some strange things.
Chaotic hallucinations flashed before their eyes, and faces that should have existed in nightmares came to reality one after another.
During this panic, someone saw it.
It was a child. He was sitting on the ground, his face as pale as a dead man. He raised his finger and pointed out the window.
The adults looked along his fingers, and then after a flash of lightning, they saw it.
In the rain and fog outside the window, something was advancing in the roaring water. Against the backdrop of the thunder, its figure was hideous, like some kind of monster that existed in legends.
Hallucination?Or something else?
No one regarded it as a monster, after all, there were no monsters in this world.
Yes, this is a world of common sense, and there are no so-called monsters.
There is no... so-called monster.
The adults are so firm, and then with the shattering of the glass, their cognition of the world is also shattered.
The cold wind brought cold rain into the room. In the biting cold, everyone could smell the thick blood. Behind the broken window, the hideous monster seemed to be smiling. It opened its bloody mouth, which was full of dense The teeth are all over the mouth and extend into the esophagus.
Fear, the most primitive and strongest emotion of human beings, burst out in everyone's mind at this moment. After a short period of calm, a wail sounded.
People were scrambling and trying to escape to higher floors. Some people were glaring and throwing tables and chairs at the monster, trying to block its progress.
But this was all in vain. A pair of strong arms penetrated deep into the room. There were sharp claws on them that could cut steel. With swaying tentacles, it screamed like a child crying.
Some are crying, some are praying, some have given up resistance, and some are fighting for a chance.
The demon roared and rushed towards the crowd. As soon as its sharp claws hit the ground, it would cause a bloody storm. But as soon as its figure took off, it paused in the air, and then it seemed to be caught by something, and it pulled hard. Out of the room, thrown back into the rain and fog.
The rain outside was so heavy that the range that could be discerned with the naked eye was only about three or four meters. People could only hear the wails coming from the rain and fog, and the stirring shadows, and then there was a deafening sound, like a gun. Ming.
The blood stirred up, making the rain turbid, and then more gunshots rang out, along with chaotic firelights.
People hugged each other tightly, easing their fear. They heard more wailing sounds and witnessed more ferocious figures running wildly in the rain and fog.
Similarly, there was another group of unidentifiable figures rushing into the rain and fog, and the two seemed to be fighting.
"Don't be afraid."
The mother comforted the child while she herself was shaking.
Looking into the rain and fog, it seemed that a bloody war was breaking out there, but they couldn't see clearly. The woman felt an extremely strange emotion for a moment.
They were so close to the evil monster, separated only by rain and fog, but yet so far away, as if they were two different worlds.
Soon there was only the sound of thunderstorm outside the window, and it seemed that everything was over. A brave man approached the broken window. He saw the blood on the window sill, and then he mustered up the courage to lean out.
The streets of Old Dunling were crowded. I don’t know when iron figures were all over the place. The rioters crushed the demon’s head with one kick. They held their weapons and continued to move forward. The heavy rain washed away their armor and destroyed it. The blood stains on his body were washed away, leaving only fatal scratches one after another.
Above the key thoroughfares, there are even more powerful figures stationed there. Ufutu controls this area. Under the heavy rain, they are like indifferent gods of death, harvesting the lives of demons.
The man saw it and stumbled back into the house, muttering to himself.
"march."
"what?"
The people around asked, they didn't know what the man was talking about, but no one had the courage to go through the rain and fog.
The man looked horrified and said in a hoarse voice.
"The march that defeated the devil."
(End of this chapter)