Chapter 237
Under the night, maybe others can't see what the monster that attacked them is like.
But in Cole's eyes.
These smooth and hairless bodies, gray skin, and red fruit bodies are very similar to the vampire-like creatures he saw in Heiguo Town. Even if they are not of the same kind, they are close relatives of bloodline and attribute. .
No surprises.
Most of them are artificial dark creatures secretly researched by the Nordic Order.
In the corridor of the carriage.
Roy, a new recruit, hurriedly stood up, his body trembling like sifting chaff, his right hand trembling, and it was difficult to hold the bolt of the gun.
Finally loaded the bullet.
Aim at the nearest window, but I just happened to bump into a monster lying on the window, with a face very similar to a human, but with long ears and fangs protruding out of his lips.
Time seems to fall into an eternal stagnation.
His brain is blank, and his ears are humming.
Pull the trigger mechanically.
The glass was shattered.
Monster's chest was penetrated by a silver-plated bullet.
However.
He was horrified, adrenaline rushing, and pulling the bolt of the gun like crazy when he was about to fire the second shot.
The hairless monster with a hateful face smashed through the glass at an extremely fast speed, opening his mouth with a stench and blood and scum.
In the reflection of his pupils, he zoomed rapidly.
Just before death comes.
Suddenly.
A silhouette wearing a black windbreaker slammed the odious monster's neck with his right hand and slammed it aside.
The scarlet flame, the slender sleeve sword that burns endlessly, cut off its head fiercely.
Afterwards.
An indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the recruits.
"Don't be in a daze, newcomer."
Cole's gaze looked towards the monster head that fell on the floor.
Even if the neck was severed and the blood and flames swallowed flesh and blood crazily, this kind of hideous appearance, the first time it appeared in the filthy thing in this World, still did not die.
Opened his mouth in vain, trying to bite anyone who approaches it.
Until it was burned into black ashes by the destructive power of the blood flame.
Roy now realized who saved him.
We still have time to say thanks in the future.
Three more monsters rushed in through the broken window of the car.
The comrade-in-arms of veteran Alin was the first to bear the brunt. He was groaned and his trachea was pulled out of his body, blood splashed, and even before his death, a decent scream was not heard.
"Cole! Bastard!"
The moment he pulled the trigger and tried to avenge his old friend.
The deafening gunfire sounded.
A scarlet line crossed his eyes.
The head of the hairless monster flew out of the top of his head and fell straight to the ground.
Afterwards.
The gunfire sounded one after another.
This kind of terrifying dark creature, which can be called immortal, died violently one after another, igniting a scarlet flame all over, turning into scorched ashes in pain and struggle.
Alin looked at what happened before him in shock.
Looking back towards the man standing in the corridor wearing a black trench coat, incredibly yelled, "The flame of scarlet, that trench coat... God! You turned out to be Cole Walker !"
Perhaps.
Face to face, I only saw the soldiers of Cole in the newspaper, it was difficult to recognize him.
But I heard the name.
The witch buster, the werewolf hunter, the lonely demon-hunter...
The independent reporter Amelia of the Great Empire Daily gave the man so many titles that, Even readers who are not interested in the hunting business will have a slight impression of Cole.
After speaking.
When there were only soldiers in the same compartment, looking at each other in blank dismay in doubt.
Alin holding the gun, three steps and two steps ran to him, like the last straw that the dying man grabbed, excitedly said, "I should have recognized you long ago Yes! Fuck... I should have thought about it, in this situation, how could there be a demon-hunter and dare to come to the Golden Port alone!"
Roy, a new recruit, also looked shocked. towards Cole.
He couldn't even dream of it.
Get on the train at Model Railway Station, and then the demon-hunter who happened to be seated next to him is a great character from the Demon Hunting Group!
Alin looked towards the car window vigilantly and said, "Cole, you will definitely save us, right?"
Cole didn't answer him.
Leaving to go out to the door of the car, while throwing a sentence, "If you don't want to die, don't follow me."
Watching Cole's back disappear.
Alin foul-mouthed quickly walked out of the car and said to Roy, "It's true that you are reporting dao fruit, that guy is totally a lunatic!
Let's go "
"Crazy man? I don't understand..."
"What's wrong with this?! If we don't let us follow him, why should I ask for this kind of thing? You explain?! Stop talking nonsense and get out of the car as soon as possible. It’s important to save your life."
At this time.
Roy suddenly seemed to understand.
Cole wouldn't let them follow. It was not that he wanted to escape alone, but that he was going to enter the Golden Port alone!
Enter the terrifying place that has become a life forbidden zone, occupied by the Nordic Order, and completely swallowed by death and darkness!
Is he crazy? !
At this moment.
The huge swarms of monsters, like locust swarms, come and go fast.
Except for the very lucky individuals like Alin and Roy, thousands of soldiers have turned into horrible corpses stacked on the ground.
It is more terrifying.
Alin was passing by a corpse.
I witnessed a soldier who was bitten off his neck but kept a complete corpse. There were strange living creatures creeping under his skin, gradually turning gray, and the clothes on his body were as if they had been corrupted over time. The evil force eroded and was incomparably broken.
See this shocking scene.
He didn't dare to stay any more, he pulled up Roy, and ran towards the desert with no one.
On the other side.
Cole was walking on the way to the Golden Harbor and also witnessed the infected and then transformed corpses.
The probability of transforming a werewolf is extremely low, and the probability of death of the transformed person is different.
This kind of terror spreading ability like zombie virus.
Even if there is a success rate, or the necessary conditions for screening...Cole brows tightly knit.
Those new types of dark creatures that are temporarily unnamed are huge, but their individual strength is very weak, except for the fact that they are difficult to kill.
But if those guys, like zombie, can infect other people, the consequences may be far more terrifying than werewolves or wizards.
After cleaning up the converted monsters along the way.
Cole finally saw the Golden Harbor bathed in rays of light.
This prosperous big city in the past, now there are tragic dead bodies everywhere, and fragments of collapsed buildings are everywhere.
The gunshots are heard from time to time in the city.
This time.
But I saw a youngster with his legs cut off and wearing a witch hunt uniform, struggling to crawl out of the ruins of the building, stretched out his right hand to Cole, and said with a hoarse and weak voice, "Help me..."
The words are not finished.
The demon-hunter turned his eyes and passed out.
Cole walked over.
Put your hand on his neck and the heartbeat has stopped.
It may be due to excessive blood loss.
Then leaned over and rummaged in his pocket for clues that might be useful.