Chapter 28 27. Welcome to the grimdark world of
Barbarus, the northern mountains, and the frontier wastelands.
Now.
.The
setting sun makes the world yellow.
The dead trees in the wasteland live alone in the wild.
The pustule hound galloped, throwing up a burst of dust. The mist danced with the dust, making it difficult to distinguish the heaven and earth from the four fields.
Herrera's eyes were filled with scarlet red, and blood was flowing, stimulating the predators in the distance.
Raise the gun and shoot again.
The targeted hound suddenly bowed and jumped forward, its slender body compressed into an incredible shape in an instant - the
ground was violently thrown away by the heavy claws, and the soil splashed everywhere -
dodged! ! !
Herrera took a deep breath and quickly changed the bullet. The bullet and its slipper were wet with her own blood.
Resend!
Two shots were fired.
The hound repeated its old trick, jumping twice in a row and dodging deftly again. However, the companion next to it fell straight to the ground and twitched - the
first bullet fired at it was just a cover, and the second bullet was fired at its side. The bullets of his companions were Herrera's real purpose.
The ferocious-looking pustule hound seemed to be irritated, roaring in a low voice, and its already extremely fast running speed continued to increase!
Herrera then took aim and fired three shots, all of which were cleverly avoided by the hound.
Damn it!
Helpless, Herrera had no choice but to give up on the hound for the time being, and turned her gun to aim at the two behind it.
The bullets roared through the fog, one after the other, loyally rushing towards the high-speed running hound.
It penetrates the flesh and breaks out, and blood drips everywhere! The machinery is ruthless, the flesh and blood are weak!
Two more hounds whimpered and fell down. While moving at high speed, the sudden braking caused them to be thrown out by inertia!
Killed two more.
There is currently only one hound left, but Herrera is not relaxing at all -
the very agile hound before has now approached the tree where Herrera was hiding, and has even reached an extremely dangerous distance! ! !
Herrera fired quickly, and the bullets rushed towards the opponent intensively. In an instant, the hound jumped up suddenly -
straight towards Herrera in the tree!
Herrera's eyes narrowed rapidly, but the movements of her hands did not slow down.
After quickly emptying the magazine, Herrera held the gun in one hand and drew his dagger from his waist with the other.
The pustule hound bared its fangs, and while the sticky and stinking saliva intertwined, it rushed towards Herrera -
Herrera took a defensive posture, holding the middle part of the musket with one hand, and jammed the gun into the bloody mouth with the other hand. The dagger was stabbing towards the hound that had jumped into the air!
With the huge momentum, the hounds directly pounced on Herrera on the branch -
one man and one dog suddenly fell from the towering branches, straight to the empty and solid ground.
"Clatter"
the branches are ringing and the dead trees are trembling.
"Bang!"
The dust was flying, and Herrera felt a burning pain in her back, and a numbness from the pain in her chest.
The two-meter-three-meter-long pustule hound pressed its whole body weight on Herrera, and its bloody mouth rushed straight into Herrera's neck with its momentum!
"Crack"
The huge power difference caused Herrera's musket to resist the hounds to break! ! !
Herrera held the stump of the musket in her hand and stabbed it straight into the throat of the pustule hound -
Herrera's whole forearm went in! The stump of the musket was pressed firmly into the throat of the pustule hound. Because it was holding the throat, the hound could not bite and could only struggle desperately.
The limbs kicked wildly, the extremely long sharp claws poked directly into Herrera's lower abdomen, and the entire back claw was deeply embedded in Herrera's flesh and blood.
"Ahem!"
Herrera stabbed the pustule hound's abdominal cavity with her other hand holding the dagger. With strong willpower, Herrera began to stir the dagger, and the pus-white lungs of the hound slipped from the wound. out.
One person and one dog began to fight for their lives, with blood and flesh flying on both sides as they struggled desperately! Herrera felt her consciousness gradually blurring, and her eyes were bloodshot
! Can't die!
She needs to send this document off!
Herrera took her last breath and suddenly thrust the hand in the hound's mouth inwards!
The deadlock was broken, and the pustule hound's blood spurted out of its mouth along with corrosive, sour gastric juices. Herrera still maintained her strength, desperately resisting her hands.
The vast earth was turbid and yellow, and deep black slowly climbed up this land -
evening was approaching.
On the empty land, a dead tree stood blankly in the fog.
The two figures under the tree gradually became lifeless.
After an unknown amount of time, the figure of the hound swayed -
"昸"
The huge pustule hound corpse fell on its side.
Herrera, who was covered in blood, had a weak breath and opened her eyes wide, looking at the mist in the sky.
No, she had to complete her mission.
She can't die if she doesn't complete the mission!
The Death Guard are famous for their tenacity.
Herrera gasped and slowly regained consciousness.
——The ribs were broken, the right hand had been corroded to the bone due to being penetrated deep into the hound's throat, the abdomen was penetrated, and the left leg was fractured.
Fortunately, the abdominal organs were not injured and the intestines came out.
All she had to do was get to the headquarters before the blood ran out.
Herrera touched the documents in her arms—fortunately, the documents were intact.
Herrera stuffed her intestines back and wrapped a bandage around her abdomen. She picked up a branch under the tree as a crutch, raised her body with difficulty, and started on her way.
There was blood flowing behind him.
His consciousness began to blur, the scenery in front of him became black and white, and large blocks of noise filled his eyes.
Almost there. Almost there.
No, why is it so far away?
Why is it so far?
Herrera, come on, you can do it.
Herrera , who you swore you would protect here,
could no longer feel the pain, and large swaths of black covered her vision.
It was too dark, she thought, and Herrera took off her gas mask and threw it on the side of the road.
It was still very dark. How could it be like this?
Herrera suddenly became afraid. What if she couldn't complete the task?
She. She suddenly became that helpless and crying child again.
She is too weak. She can't do anything.
No, no, no, Herrera, you can, you can, you can!
A scarecrow stood alone in the field.
Herrera knew it. It was a scarecrow standing on the edge of the field. Seeing it meant that it was close to a human settlement.
She smiled, and Herrera felt her face barely move.
If you fall here, you will be discovered.
Even so, Herrera's numb body still walked mechanically.
She had to complete the task. She swore to protect everyone.
Huh?
Feel like there's someone in front of you?
Herrera wasn't sure, her vision was blurry, filled with large blocks of black and white.
She wasn't sure.
"Herrera!!!"
"Herrera!!!"
"Herrera, hold on!!! Don't die!!!"
Ah.
It's Hades's voice.
Herrera felt herself smiling, her cheeks were hot, were they tears?
Finally, I completed my vow.
Hades, look, I did it.
I am also a powerful Death Guard.
Herrera can also protect everyone.
Moreover, we finally met again.
Herrera could no longer hold on. She fell down.
Here is a Barbarus girl who is about to die.
(End of chapter)