Throne of Shadows

"You have a good idea."

With a calm voice, the excited mercenaries stood up all of a sudden.Seeing Dong Chen's figure turning back and forth, their eyes widened in horror, their hands and feet numb.

"I, I'm just... making a joke." Cancan smiled stiffly, and the bearded and firm dick drooped all of a sudden, and she didn't know if she would be impotent.

With a flash of cold light, he doesn't have to worry about this matter anymore, never.

Blood flowers fell, and the blood-stained woman licked the blood at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of resentment and relief.

Gunshots sounded.

The woman's delicate white body was shattered into a doll, and even when she died, there was still an indelible sarcasm on her face.

Dong Chen's figure appeared behind the mercenary who fired first. This time, he didn't say much, and stabbed his sword calmly through his chest.

The mercenary looked at the sharp blade protruding from his chest with despair in his eyes, and his half-stretched hand softened with Dongchen's force.

Gudong, Gudong swallowing sounded together, and the few remaining mercenaries looked at Dong Chen, their hands shaking uncontrollably.

"First... sir, we didn't participate in what happened just now, it really... really has nothing to do with us."

The futile explanation did not get Dong Chen's forgiveness.Thinking of Zieg's entrustment before he died, Dongchen secretly sighed.

"Sorry, I can't give you what you want."

A phantom figure drifted past, several gunshots were fired, the mercenaries clutched their necks, unstoppable blood gushed out, their bodies went limp, and they fell down one after another.

There was a thumping sound, and the fishy smell permeated the air.

A few red or white spheres floated over, Dongchen took a breath in satisfaction, his eyes swept over the remaining women in the room, his hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

kill them.Kill them and you will be stronger.

Without the discomfort caused by using power before, the overly comfortable feeling of intoxication infinitely magnified Dongchen's desire for blood and killing.

To kill... or not to kill?

Looking across the disgusting lower body of the bearded mercenary, Dong Chen closed his blood-red eyes, and when he opened them again, he was clear again.

"I'm not them, I have my bottom line."

Finding the remaining food from the storage room and putting it on the table, Dongchen patted the water maker next to the bar, leaving behind a pile of black wafers, turned around and wanted to leave.

He felt hypocritical, and there was a silent condemnation that followed him.

Brutally kind.Knowing that they can't survive, but still giving them hope, maybe killing them is the best choice.

"Would you please take her away? She's a child."

A scantily clad black woman picked up a white girl from a corner and ran towards Dongchen, her beautiful black eyes pierced everything clearly: "Please, take her away, she is not infected, just ..."

The blood-stained lower body, the thighs covered with bruises, there is no need to say anything else, Dong Chen nodded and took the child.

The little Caucasian girl's eyes were empty and lifeless, Dongchen pulled a piece of tablecloth and wrapped it up gently for her.

The cold cloth slid across the delicate body covered with scars. I don't know if it was because of the pain or something else. The empty eyes of the little white girl suddenly lit up with a moving brilliance.

She looked at Dongchen with no fear, only gratitude.

The clear water blue eyes exude a charming luster.

The little Caucasian girl turned her head, her gaze slowly scanned every part of the bar, and finally fixed on the sad face of the black woman: "Thank you...thank you!"

With a sweet smile, his arms quietly dropped.

she left.

The black woman slumped on the ground, looking at the little white girl with teary eyes.Dongchen handed over the warm corpse in his arms, turned around and left...

"Hide, if possible. I'll get a car for you."

Speaking of what he didn't know why he said it, Dongchen ran towards the church facing the wind and sand.

"Why did you make the decision just now?"

The confusion remained in my heart, and finally turned into the little girl's smile before she died.

"She left with happiness."

relief?

After sending half a bag of meat sticks back to the grocery store, Dongchen firmly set out on the journey after repeatedly instructing him.

Only a group of teammates with complex expressions remained.

"Perhaps, this is the last thing I can do for you."

The howling wind blows with a dry breath, the yellow sand covers the body, Dong Chen leaps over the black man's body.Maybe, when we come back, we will never see them again.

The wind and sand, one after another, leave dust and take away marks. .

Familiar paths, no enemies.Passing the statue square, Dongchen looked at the commander who was still praying to the Lord until his death, feeling inexplicably blocked.

"Their existence may be correct. At the very least, they have given this town hope and the possibility of its survival."

Empty rooms, herringbone stairs, and dark alleyways.

With the previous exploration, Dongchen's speed increased rapidly in the familiar area.

The monsters didn't attack Dongchen, they were not stupid.

Walking through corridors and alleys, as soon as he reached the stairs, Dongchen heard dull metal impacts and angry roars.

Slowly going down, the sound became louder and clearer.Gradually slowing down, doubts flashed in Dongchen's heart...

"What is fighting that wolf monster?"

He touched his nose, clenched the sharp knife in his hand, and stepped into the alley.

Dongchen couldn't think of anything that would rush to this ghostly place before him, let alone anything that would be the opponent of that wolf monster.

The distance is getting closer...

The roar of the chains, the roar of the monster, and the violent sound of metal are all connected together.

Turning the corner carefully, Dong Chen's pupils shrank: "This is..."

A whip tail with bony spurs, ten long fingers with black sharp blades at the tips, a bald head, four fangs protruding from the lips, staggered up and down, a pair of green eyes full of madness.Suddenly, Dongchen tightened his hand holding the sword, and he discovered the identity of the monster.

The hilt, a broken hilt, a hilt hanging on the chest, and a hilt with a cross mark.

"Bishop? Yes, it should be him."

No one would care about a half-damaged sword hilt that fell on the ground, except for the closest relatives, no one would care about such an insignificant thing.

In this small town, there is only one person who cares so much about Chigurh, the old bishop, who is now the monster in front of him.

The passage to come has been opened, what made such an old man gain such great power?

An unknown infection, or the loss of a loved one?

The wolf monster roared angrily, with blood dripping all over his body, and the holes slowly shrank one by one.Its fur was no longer shiny, large areas of gray and white long hair fell off, its skin was torn apart, and its flesh and blood burst out.It, too, is infected.

go out?

Dongchen had no such intention at all, even though he knew that there might not be any steering wheel parts left.However, Dongchen still wouldn't go out.

Not afraid of death, but meaningless.

The level of the monster incarnated by the old bishop may not be high, but it is very flexible. Coupled with the fact that the wolf monster is locked, the two sides will fight and intervene rashly, which may cause a double attack.

Slowly retreating back to the corner, Dongchen held his sword and closed his eyes.There is no intention of continuing to observe at all.

Time flies by.

The roar of the wolf monster gradually became weak, and the strange cry of the monster was full of excitement.

Get up, draw the sword, and walk out of the corner step by step.

There was a cold light in Dongchen's eyes.