Blood of the Hunting God

【Jie Li, you are just talking nonsense, Uncle Disma will definitely save us, he is a hero】

[Well, of course I will save you, don't worry]

[Hey hey, Uncle Disma is the best! 】

Those voices, those memories, seemed to be replaying before their eyes.

Slowly, gradually slowing down, passing through the collapsed ruins, and those crushed corpses, stepping on the mud mixed with blood.

[Uncle Disma, have you come to save me? 】

The scarred child stared at Disma with tears and sobbed.

"Well, I'm here to save you, I'm here to save your child."

Disma laughed hard at this moment, and said seriously to the child in front of him.

【Great, Uncle Disma, I knew you would come to save me】

The child with tears in the corners of his eyes just smiled at Disma.

The head of the child with tears in the corners of his eyes just smiled at Disma.

The broken child's head held by a monster smiled at Disma like this.

Breathing heavily, the head was thrown by the monster and landed at Disma's feet, tears and smiles froze on the lifeless cheeks.

"what……"

In a trance, Disma finally saw the surrounding situation clearly.

He saw a broken wall, drawing cute animals with colored pens, trying to create a taste of being a monk in a simple way.

He saw broken flowers, the colors that he and Jason Lise had managed to buy to decorate the children's house.

He also saw the crushed wheelchair that had been dumped on the ground, broken and broken, the wheelchair he had worked so hard to make for Blanca.

"Ah...ah..."

Finally, Disma raised his head and looked at the sustenance house in front of him.

The land of his redemption, the land of happiness he swore to protect, bears the laughter of these children.

The house of sustenance that has been bombarded and collapsed from the middle, with only ruins left, has fallen into darkness and desolation.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Covering his face, the hunter at this moment finally fell into the most complete mental breakdown.

Tread-

The hunter, who quickly caught up from behind, swung his saw knife across two or three monsters in succession at this moment, and looked at Disma who was standing still in front of him.

As if hearing the hunter's movement, Disma, who was holding the dagger and pistol, turned around slowly, and his bloodshot eyes met the hunter's.

"Clack - cluck -"

Then, the hunter saw Disma in the next moment

Smiling crazily, he raised his gun at himself.

boom!

Chapter 110 Seven: A Father

what happened……

Consciousness gradually awakened from the haze.

What happened before?

Abigail stood up with difficulty, trying to push away the broken boards that were pressing on her body, but she was still unable to push because her body had not fully recovered.

The barking sound of "Wow" sounded from beside her, and Abigail turned her head, and saw William's hound running over, quickly digging a shallow hole beside her, and then grabbed her clothes in her mouth and forcefully Pulling, along the slope of the shallow pit, it was pulled out of the broken boards abruptly.

Although she was a little afraid of and hated dogs, at this moment Abigail had to say that she really admired this big dog.

"Thank you, um, your name is Fergus, right?"

He reached out and touched the hound's head. Some of the rough hairs were a little thorny, but for some reason, there was a strange feeling that was addictive.

After taking a short breath, Abigail got up from the ground, and the hound stepped forward and lowered its head to serve as a support for the girl, ensuring that her legs would not go limp and fall to the ground when she stood up.Then Abigail looked around, and soon saw Blanca and several children who seemed to have passed out and were crushed under the ruins not far away.

"Blanca."

The influence of the black mist prevented Abigail from shouting, so she could only walk over slowly.

When she walked in front of her, Abigail realized that those broken boards and gravels were not really pressing on Blanca and the children. Between the ruins and the children, there was a figure acting as a barrier. Away from each other, until now they are still lying on the ground with their hands propped up.

It was the kid in the church, Uncle Buckle who came to work at the Boarding House.

Sharp splinters pierced the man's abdomen and chest, dripping blood stained the cheeks of the unconscious children.

Until Abigail came in front of this honest farmer, he didn't make any screams, but raised his head pale and moved his mouth with difficulty.

Get them out quickly.

Abigail could understand what the man meant.

He stretched out his hand to grab one of the children, and dragged it out of the small space supported by the man.

The hound followed by grabbing a man by the shoulder and dragging him out, being very careful not to break the child's skin.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind. Abigail turned her head and found that it was William, who was holding a mace, panting and carrying two children on his back. Living in the ruins, the remaining people rescued all the children, and finally even Buckle was carried out together.

"Where's the nun? Where's the nun?"

William, whose side face was torn open by a monster, and even his teeth were slightly exposed, asked in a deep voice at this moment.

"The nuns are all on the Eastern Front, and the appealers are there. They can't get away now. Even if we send someone to find one, it will take at least 10 minutes."

Looking at the chaotic scene of fighting and burning buildings around him, a hunter shook his head and said.

"Then he can't be saved."

Sighing, William stretched out his hand and patted Buckle's shoulder lying on the ground, his expression became helpless.

"Why, why can't it be saved? Uncle Buckle, he's still alive."

Seeing that everyone gave up further rescue without hesitation, Abigail widened her eyes and showed an expression of disbelief.

"His lungs were pierced, and the blood had entered the lungs, and he had lost the ability to breathe. It would be gone in less than a minute at most. We... have no time to find the nun..."

Shaking his head, William beckoned Fergus to come over, and one person and one dog continued to search for the child who was still alive on the ruins.

Is it hopeless?

This kind of truth, I should actually know.

Since just now, Abigail has forced herself not to look at the other party's wounds. At this moment, Abigail locked her eyes on Buckle's chest. Then, with her medical knowledge, she told the girl the fact that she was powerless at this moment. .

"Who will give him a good time, don't let this guy die so uncomfortable."

In the search and rescue around, a hunter who couldn't stand it anymore asked others for help.

"Let me do it……"

A gunman stood up at this moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed the rifle in his hand at Buckle's head.

"I... my son..."

Raising his hand with difficulty, Bakker, whose consciousness was already close to disorder, finally spoke at this moment.

"What is he saying?"

A hunter who noticed the man talking asked.

"Uncle Buckle, his son Joseph is at the church. The church was not captured by those monsters, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, Abigail whispered what Buckle wanted to ask.

It can be seen that the man who is on the verge of dying at this time casts a grateful gaze on himself.

It's just that this kind of gaze will only make the girl even more sad.

"The church is fine. I just came from there. Those nuns guarded the church. Now it is set up as a refuge."

A hunter gets down and gets as big as possible in Buckle's ear

said loudly.

Buckle, who had an extremely painful expression just now, had a dull expression on his face at this moment, and then, the corners of his mouth gradually curled up, revealing a somewhat inconspicuous smile.

Although he later turned pale again due to the severe pain caused by suffocation and injuries, the relief in those eyes was extremely clear.

"Oh, give him a good time..."

The hunters shook their heads, and with the bang of the trigger, Buckle's pain was finally relieved.

The dead are dead, and the living will continue to live.

The hunters quickly dispersed, either fighting the monsters, or searching for and rescued the living people.

The ruins here were only destroyed by the [Earth Drilling Worm] passing by, so it is relatively safe for no monsters to exist, so Abigail stayed here, staying with the one who had lost her voice, with a smile on her face. Beside the smiling Buckle.

"Why... such a thing..."

Familiar faces in this short time in the small town.

Now it is just an instant, just like this one after another is taken away, just like this disappears.

"I don't want... such a thing to happen..."

The girl kneeling on the ground couldn't cry at this moment.

slam-la-

Something fell from Buckle's body, and Abigail, who was crying, was slightly taken aback, and raised her head.

She moved a little closer, picked it up, and found that it was a string of copper coins, which seemed to be incomplete, so the wire was not completely tightened.

Abigail remembered the string of copper coins that the man had given to the hunter. She remembered that this series of copper coins was originally specially made by parents to give their children pocket money.

Uncle Buckle, he has always been very frugal in food and money...

It turned out that he had been saving money and wanted to make another string of small copper coins and give them to his children in church?

The fingers holding the copper coins tightened slightly.

Abigail opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

The sound of fighting still sounded in the distance, the hunters were fighting with all their might to protect the town, and those monsters were attacking frantically in the black mist.

boom!

It was at such a moment that Abigail heard a crisp gunshot.

[cluck cluck——]

And a strange laughter sounded from a certain direction as if in a fit of madness.

"This voice is Uncle Disma?!"

How can you make such a laugh?In this direction, the distance should not be far, just near the ruins.

The situation at this moment has reached an extremely critical moment, and even the time left for grief and mourning is extremely short.

Forcing herself to calm down, Abigail took one last look at Buckle who passed away smiling with eyes closed, gritted her teeth, turned and left, and ran towards the direction where Disma's voice sounded before.

boom!

The gunshots sounded again, sometimes rapidly and continuously, sometimes suddenly and then fell into silence.

Finally, Abigail saw Disma standing in the middle of a pile of monster corpses in front of him, and he was looking around with a somewhat crazy stare in a daze.

【She drives an ivory carriage...ah, phantom in the night...】

Muttering to himself, Disma's pistol was gradually raised.

How is this going?

Stopping, the omen of danger prevented Abigail from moving forward at this moment.