Chapter 312: Post-war city
The battle in the city seems to be over.
A group of people ran out of the underground passage of the Shadow Castle and climbed to the last remaining tower of the castle to watch the direction of the city. Now you can still see the smoke on the street, the **** smell and the smell of the flames. It hasn't dissipated clean yet, but the shouting has calmed down, the space channels opened by the demon hunters, and the beams of light left by the large-scale spells that they tried to destroy when they tried to destroy the city disappeared, and they could only look at them with faint ambitions. Some people are cleaning the battlefield on the streets, and there are some heavily guarded urban guards who are visiting the neighborhood.
Heather Anna quickly opened the intercom: "Dunken! How is the situation?"
"The hostess? The hostess, are you okay?!" There was a pleasant voice coming from the intercom. "Great, we just heard that you are going to hunt Beth Moss..."
Heather Anna took a nap in the sky: "Crap, this girl can still be wrong in person. Is the demon man retiring?"
"Yes, yes," Duncan hurriedly replied. "The devil has just retreated. It may be that the number of city guards and ancients is too much. They are afraid of too much damage after losing their surprise advantage. Everything is fine...some casualties, but it’s not bad.”
Heather Anna confessed a few words with her own hands, and got a general understanding of the situation when the demon hunter retreated. Hanging up the communication made an inexplicable expression to the people around him. Vivian turned her head and grabbed a small bat and slammed it over Bethmos's head: "Why, what is the idea of the demon hunter? Don't say you don't know!"
Hao Ren squinted at the little bat thrown out by Vivienne. He suddenly felt that the girl’s use of his bat seemed to be wrong... but turned to look at the data terminal on his shoulder, he felt this again. There seems to be nothing wrong with the method of use.
Anyway, these two people seem to be gradually synchronizing in some habits.
Bethemos turned gray. The repeated blows made him feel like he was struggling, and this time he was hard to say. The gesture didn't do anything, just sighed with anger: "Cough... They found that the signal of the origin of the sacred vane disappeared. Of course, it was withdrawn. After all, they came to the sacred device."
"They are coming to the origin of the holy instrument?" Hao Ren eyebrows pick, he really did not think about this before, "Do you tell the demon lord the news of the sacristy? You would rather tell them than to tell the city Other people? You have a pit in your head?"
Beth Moss’s eyes were red, but he just snorted and didn’t talk much, but Hao Ren had already figured out what the seemingly innocent old crazy guy started with: what he had never thought of and anyone Sharing the secret of the origin of the sacristy, whether it is the demon hunter or his heterogeneous "compatriot", is the props that he took out and consumed each other. He leaked the news to the demon hunter, and agreed to open the door to the shelter at some point. In order to rob the two vampire families of the opening keys at hand, the whole city can be confusing, so that Heather Anna and the Lucas family are innocent, and he even made up his mind to let the city burn the time to delay the time - Because he did not intend to stay here from the beginning.
Beth Moss intends to return to the dream plane through the originator, and by that time the floods on the earth are not related to him.
To be honest, you will be successful if you change a script like this old and tricky guy, but whoever makes the real world never follow the script - who knows the ancient artifacts also need instructions! And Beth Moss also confused the function of the originator...
However, I think that Hao Ren suddenly touched his chin and picked it up: "There may be a 'original sacred device' that can open the door. The strange thing more than 10,000 years ago is to let the stuff come over...Bethmos is just It’s not good luck to admit it.”
Lily's ears are erected: "What do you say to the landlord?"
Hao Ren pinched Lily's pointed ear: "I said that you are really sorry for your ears!"
With this sentence in mind, he did not take care of Lily’s protests and jumped forward, leaving Lily with a red face in his back and touching his ears and screaming: “I just didn’t pay attention to it! The landlord just said what you said. Hey! What you said just now is what you are..."
The hunter has retreated. But this ancient sanctuary has been riddled with hundreds of years and even thousands of years of history. The castles and palaces are sizzling with smoke, and the noble houses of the blood races are blown into rubble on both sides of the street. The reliefs and stone statues rushed to the ground. There are pits everywhere in the streets of the city, and the blood that has not dried up is accumulated in these potholes, and some areas are even difficult to move. These blood are black and red. Even mixed with the brilliance of other colors, they come from all races. Vampire, werewolf. The semi-devil, of course, also includes the demon-devil--the strange bloodspots, the **** suffocating to the nausea, the collapse of the city, the horrors of the corpses, and the intertwining of these things, making this a different kind of hell.
Probably this is a causal cycle. It is a retribution. It is ironic. In short, everything is in circulation. The human races of thousands of years ago lived in their cities, only because of the sudden rise of a certain kind of "God". In the wake of the catastrophe, thousands of years later, these heterogeneous "Goddess" trembled in the shelters under the shadows, and also because of the ambition of a crazy old man. The ancients who guarded the city looked at everything that was ruined in front of them. Did this nearly ruined sanctuary and the corpses of the land remind them of the equally flaming human city-states thousands of years ago?
No one can tell, no one wants to make it clear.
Hao Ren feels a little bit guilty. He is now more and more able to understand what kind of words the Raven 12345 has said to him. As a reviewer, there must be a reviewer’s position. You can act on certain individuals. There are ideas in their own right, standing with certain forces or certain races, but before the big situation, the examiner must be separated from any power. You can't let yourself fall into one side, because the deeper you get, the more you will be in a situation.
The nature of the examiner's mission determines that they always want to look at the big picture, pay attention to all the ancient and modern of a race, and in the long history, in the sight of a bystander, most races are not always cute, nor Always hateful.
Hao Ren shook his head and continued to walk toward the Heather Anna family. This group of people has gained a lot of surprise gaze on the road. The main reason is that there is a five- or six-meter-high lava demon in the last step of the team. Izak’s mighty figure is even in a strange city. It is also a landscape. The more scenic is that he still has a half-dead old man in his armpit...
Hao Ren turned his head and looked at Izak. He couldn't help but see that this giant demon was trying hard to make a small step behind the team. The big-footed scorpion stepped on the ground like a drum: "Are you tired?" ”
Izak smiled and the voice rumbling: "I am afraid that I will step on you and change back to the human form. I am afraid that this guy can't be restrained - don't look at his face is quite honest, in fact, the movement has not been small."
Bethmos was shocked: "How do you know that I am in capacity?!"
Yazars haha: "I have sixteen brave men and twenty-eight pure blood devils who are bigger than you under my armpits! You catch my breath and I know that your first few ribs are being Hard, I advise you to be honest, otherwise I will give you another lesson..."
Hao Ren’s forehead sweated. He knew for the first time that Izak had a bad habit of using the armpits to kill people in the battle. How much wrong with this death?
Nangong changed back to human form early in May because she was reluctant to let her beautiful belly scales smash in the blood of the streets. Many of the bodies on the streets had been transported away by their respective families, but **** Still remaining, the Kraken girl frowned and couldn't help but mutter: "It's really bad..."
Heather Anna also frowned, sucking her nose and pouting: "It's a waste..."
Hao Ren: "...?"
"So much..." Heather Anna looked at no one to take care of herself, and then re-emerged to cause Vivian's attention. She still quietly squatted to the side of the pit filled with blood. Hey, "It’s a waste, it’s a waste..."
Vivian gave her a look: "No! At least this time you give me a little!"
Heather Anna was crying and sulking: "That... I can always use a straw?"
Vivian took a slap on her head: "I want you to hold on!"
Heather Anna bowed her head: "I am just curious about what the blood of the demon hunter is..."
Hao Ren finally understood what was going on. He looked at Heather Anna with a look of horror. Vivienne smiled at him with helplessness: "I understand? This is cultural difference."
Hao Ren nodded hard! (To be continued...)