Embers of Embers

Chapter 719 For some inexplicable things
This is a battlefield for mortals, and it is also a stage for mortals. They sang and danced, and completed this final performance under the spotlight of everyone.
The ferocious and huge demon broke through the ruins, with dust rising from its body and scarlet tentacles. With the blessing of the power of immortality, the demon's flesh and blood continued to increase in value, and even assimilated all the surrounding corpses together, turning it into a... Bloated and clumsy looking.
Twisted steel, broken corpses, solid rocks full of cracks... It is like a greedy evil ghost. As it advances, it uses its tentacles to grab all the materials that can be grasped and hold them firmly. In the hand, it twisted into a giant thing.
Wisps of blazing white fireworks interspersed among them, illuminating the body shrouded in deep darkness, revealing scarlet, tree-trunk-like muscles.
"This guy looks like he's not easy to mess with!"
Kestrel shouted, even the God of War knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He ran all the way, overcoming obstacles and avoiding the monster's attacks.
The scarlet tentacles swung like long whips, dragging the twisted steel at the ends, throwing off the deadly hammer, leaving a layer of cracks all along the way.
"This is not an enemy we can defeat!"
Eve also realized how powerful the enemy was. Their team did not carry any heavy firepower. Their weapons could not have much impact on the demons protected by such immortal power.
"Shrike! Where are you!"
Kestrel screamed at the communication machine, but there was only the noisy sound of electricity in the channel, and no one responded.
The demon brought death and erosion, and the deceitful power affected this place, turning everyone into an isolated island in the vast ocean.
They could only flee in all directions, trying to contain the demon's progress as much as possible. Although they could not kill it, they could at least drag it here to prevent it from affecting other people.
"It's over, it's over! I've already started to have a premonition!" Kestrel shouted as he fired his hook and swung back and forth between the buildings. "I feel like I might really die here!"
"You were so fierce just now! Why did you suddenly get scared again?"
Eve couldn't stand Kestrel's damn mood change any longer. She moved quickly through the buildings, but this couldn't hinder the demon's advance at all. It directly smashed everything along the way.
"Who can't say nice things! Right! But nice words are just nice words! Just like when you go to a bank to get a loan, no matter how good you are, he won't approve the money for you!"
Kestrel continued to complain. It was such a fatal scene, but this guy could talk endlessly. Although he looked like he was haunted by fear, Eve didn't think anyone could talk nonsense like Kestrel when they were scared.
Eve was a little curious about Kestrel's mental state, wondering if this guy really had some strange disease, just like Hercule.
The kestrel climbed up to a high place. The monster was several meters tall, as high as the small building. It opened its teeth and claws, and its scarlet tentacles swung back and forth, then fell back down. It was like an irritable child, smashing everything around it. rotten.
This kind of fleeing won't last long. Humans with two legs can't run away from such a monster. Kestrel made a judgment immediately.
He raised the flare gun and pulled the trigger. The red flare was thrown high like a meteor in the sky, then exploded, lighting up the night sky.
When communication was lost, Kestrel could only seek reinforcements in this way. It was unclear who would save him this time, but if possible, Kestrel hoped it would be Shrike, because that guy led an armored force. , all original sin armor, at this time, only the original sin armor can touch this monster.
But I am really unlucky, obviously not the main force, but I encountered such a powerful monster in such a marginal area.
No, maybe it's not that I'm unlucky, it's just that this battlefield is too scary.
The red light reflected on Kestrel's face, like blood staining it.
Yes, maybe that's it. This is the battlefield of nightmares, and monsters like this are just one of the miscellaneous fish.
Thinking of this, Kestrel suddenly felt a little weak. If such monsters are considered trash, then what about the main monsters?
Kestrel's thoughts were interrupted. The signal flare showed the location here and also exposed Kestrel's position. The demon noticed him. The scarlet whip came quickly and struck the building at his feet fiercely.
In an instant, the masonry cracked, the pillars collapsed, and the ground beneath its feet was no longer stable. The kestrel turned around and tried to escape.
With every step he took, the ground behind him collapsed, falling into the dark abyss. He was racing with Death, and he could even hear the mocking sound of Death amid the howling wind.
"You've been unhappy with me for a long time, haven't you?"
Kestrel yelled.
If the God of Death really existed, Kestrel guessed that he must be at the top of his list, the red and bold one.
After all, I have passed him by too many times, and maybe I will wipe out the shoulder of the god of death with periarthritis of the shoulder.
Thinking of this, Kestrel began to think wildly again. If there really was a world after death, he could use this to brag with other dead souls.
"Did you see that the God of Death was scratched out of frozen shoulder by me?" and the like.
Self-entertainment is a very good trait, which can make Kestrel laugh uncontrollably in such a bad place.
He jumped high, and all the foundation stones beneath his feet collapsed. In the air, he fired the hook again, accurately nailing it into the wall on the other side, and then crashed there.
Taking a deep breath, the collision occurred. The kestrel smashed the glass with its head, rolled into the empty room, rolled around, endured the pain in the body, and continued running.
The second the Kestrel stood up and left, the scarlet tentacles came down from top to bottom, smashing down the entire wall. If the Kestrel was slower, it would be hit by it.
Kestrel jumped out of the window and ran down the fire escape built inside the building. Walking in the gravel alley, several ferocious shadows appeared in front of him again.
"damn it."
Without stopping, the Kestrel picked up the pistol in one hand and fired at the monsters at the end of the alley, while throwing out the jackknife with the other hand to prepare for the next close-range fight.
The sound of collapse behind him urged Kestrel. He walked quickly, and after a few gunshots, he accurately exploded the demon's head.
Instead of passing by, the folding knife glowed with a white light, and then a blood hole exploded in the monster's chest, and streams of blood spurted out.
In fact, high-ranking knights like Kestrel are the elite of the purge agencies, but the demon hunters are too outrageous and take away most of their glory.
Non-stop, smooth flow.
When he ran to the street, Kestrel's pace slowed down a bit, and then he panted heavily. He felt that he might have really gained weight at this time, and he was actually out of breath after running so many steps.
After unbuttoning the chest, the tight combat uniform suddenly became loose, and then his belly bulged, which was a bit indecent, but Kestrel felt a lot more relaxed.
Sure enough, when you wear clothes, you still have to wear clothes that suit your model.
Thinking this, when he turned around, a dark and ferocious shadow enveloped him.
The demon was on the other side of the street, waving its tentacles and the fancy things on them, staring at the kestrel with its scarlet eyes, and letting out a vague and hateful laugh.
Kestrel was absent-minded for a while. He looked at the demon and then at the road he ran along, and then he couldn't help complaining loudly.
"What the hell kind of street layout is Feilengcui!"
He thought he had run away, but ended up making a big circle along the alley and running back.
This was not a good sign. Kestrel felt that he was beginning to be unlucky. Normally, he should have escaped smoothly.
The ear-piercing wind sounded, and the kestrel's instinct took action for him. He jumped to one side, and then the ground he was on was smashed by the tentacles. The masonry on the ground was broken, and the soil was turned to the surface, vaguely still. Several similarly unlucky bugs could be seen crawling around on the ground in panic.
Kestrels were also crawling around on the ground.
"Kestrel!"
A familiar shout rang out, and a stream of fire passed by and hit the demon on the head.
Eve opened fire at the demon. Thermite bombs had little effect on this guy. The charred flesh and blood would soon be replaced. The bright scarlet flesh and blood grew, and then spread out more tentacles.
She hated such a big guy. Even if Eve had superb swordsmanship and hit its heart with a sword, it would still be difficult to penetrate it. Maybe even its hard skin wouldn't be able to be pierced.
"Why are you running back again!"
Eve asked loudly, and the kestrel sacrificed herself to fire a signal flare for others, which really moved Eve, but this guy who should have escaped came back, making her unable to understand.
"Do you think I want to!" Kestrel complained, "This is my first time traveling to Feilengcui!"
"what?"
This time, Eve was confused.
The kestrel stood up in embarrassment and tried to hide in a nearby building, but the demon seemed to be targeting him and smashed the building with its tentacles first, leaving the kestrel to run exhausted on the empty street, playing with its prey. .
Many messy things were lifted up by the tentacles and fell to the ground with a clatter, including many corpses, both demonic and human.
This kind of thing would not attract Kestrel's attention, but he found a familiar thing in the garbage.
A silver-white iron face, an iron face that exists deep in the nightmare. Just by looking at it, you can smell the smell of gunpowder and blood.
Kestrel stopped and picked it up.
"Lawrence..."
The kestrel can't forget this mask. At the end of Gallo Nalo, such masks are in groups like legions.
From this point of view, everything makes sense, and the armored demon from before has also been explained.
Lawrence came and led his legion to baptize the city, but it seemed that his baptism was not thorough enough, and there were still so many big guys left.
But think about it, this is not his destination. There is always only one destination for him.
Kestrel felt quite bad. All the monsters and ghosts gathered here, and no one knew the final direction.
During this brief moment of thought, the tentacles were raised again. Kestrel dropped the iron mask in his hands and prepared to run away. However, this time Lawrence's influence on him caused him to slow down for a moment. At this moment, the tentacles smashed down. Down.
During the roar, broken stones hit his body. Kestrel felt intense pain, and then he was thrown high into the air and crashed into another pile of ruins.
Eve shouted loudly, but there was no response from the smoke and dust. Kestrel fell among the chaotic ruins and raised his head. The ceiling above was collapsed layer by layer, just enough to see the red-hot night sky.
"It's too bad..."
Kestrel tried to move a few times, but the severe pain all over his body made him just want to lie down.
Kestrel has always felt that he is a contradictory person. He hates his extremely risky job, but because of his damn professionalism, although he hates this job, he is also very dedicated, so he can only keep ups and downs. Fu, waiting for retirement life.
"Are you alive? Kestrel."
Eve's voice sounded on the channel, and Kestrel said lazily, "Hmm," and after a pause, he said again.
“This is a really bad job, right?”
"You can resign!" Eve was fed up with Kestrel's complaints. "Although it sounds like a deserter, you can completely resign and not participate in this! It's because of your wonderful professionalism!"
"Well... professionalism does play a part."
Kestrel did not hear Eve's sarcasm, but answered seriously.
"But more importantly, God's birthday is coming soon, you know? Those of us old employees who are lucky enough to survive another year will have a good year-end bonus!"
"So you sold yourself for a year-end bonus?"
"Otherwise! We need to eat!"
Damn scenes, fantastic twosome, terrible dialogue.
Eve laughed angrily at Kestrel, and even felt that her heartbeat was a little irregular. In some aspects, Kestrel was much more "excellent" than Lorenzo.
"You know? I thought I wouldn't need these."
Eve's voice sounded on the channel.
"what?"
He acted very passively, but Kestrel was still a very dedicated person. He could sense the approach of the demon, rested for a moment, then climbed up with great effort, thinking about what to do next.
"Lorenzo taught me a spell, specially for you, it is said that it can cheer you up and be full of dedication."
"what?"
Kestrel is a piece of shit. Apart from salary, he feels like nothing can punish him.
"Remember the 'surprise' Lorenzo mentioned to you?"
"What's the surprise?" Kestrel vaguely remembered this, but it was something he and Lorenzo had talked about about retirement life before.
By the way, he also recommended himself to be a nurse. Kestrel didn't think that he was doing this kind of work, so he took it as Lorenzo's many bad words and didn't care much.
"There she was, in that orphanage, and she seemed to be working as a nurse."
There was silence on the other side of the channel. Although Eve didn't say who "she" was, by some strange coincidence, Kestrel couldn't help but see another face in his mind. He raised his head, and the night sky above his head turned out to be filled with bright sunshine. .
After a while, Eve heard angry curses coming from the channel.
"Lorenzo Holmes, you bastard!"
Kestrel cursed angrily and rushed out of the ruins, no longer passive but full of energy.
For dedication, for the year-end bonus, for the world, and for... some inexplicable things, forget it, Kestrel is too lazy to think about that much.
In short, Kestrel screamed and opened fire at the demon on the street. The bullets fell on the demon and exploded into a raging fire, and huge blood holes appeared one after another.
Just when Kestrel was wondering how his firearm could be so powerful, more intensive artillery fire fell on the demon, beating it into pieces of meat on the ground.
In the vast sea of ​​​​fire, the weapon master threw away the melted armor and gun in his hand, and his figure was ferocious, like a demon.
Looking at that figure, Kestrel cried with joy. Until now, luck is still on his side.
(End of this chapter)