There is always something that death cannot conquer......

In the square, Chris clenched his pistol and confronted the hideous and evil living corpse. On the nearby tower, the black dragon gathered its huge wings and scanned the ants below with its cold eyes.

The living corpse stared at Chris, and the snake-like eyes revealed evil killing intent, which made Chris feel a chill. "Come on, let me see if your persistence makes sense." A low, cold voice came from the tower, with a desperate oppression.

The living corpse swung its long, hideous tail behind it and slowly walked towards Chris, its sharp claws scratching at the stony floor. Looking at the approaching living corpses, Chris hesitated, did not back away and opened the distance, behind him were the three Claires, he was not sure that the terrifying monster on the opposite side would not hurt them.

Chris raised his pistol, aimed at the head of the living corpse, and tentatively fired a shot, and a strange scene occurred - like a vision, the living corpse instantly flickered to the side, dodged the bullet, and still slowly walked towards Chris. Chris's heart sank, and he turned his gun to the body of the living corpse and fired continuously, but to no avail, the living corpse could always dodge easily before being hit by the bullet, and at the same time approached unhurriedly, as if playing with his prey.

"Click." There was a soft sound, but it made Chris's breath suffocate, it was the sound of an empty warehouse hanging up. There were no more bullets in the gun, and now Chris had to face the terrifying creature with his bare hands.

As if sensing Chris's nervousness, the living corpse let out a low roar, and the sound of heavy breathing sounded like the moans of a dying man, and it stared at Chris, arching slightly.

Sensing the danger subconsciously, Chris lunged to the side, and the next moment, the living corpse instantly pounced on the place where he had just stood, its blade-like claws gripped deep into the ground like slicing butter. The living corpse turned to look at Chris, roaring demonstratively, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth and a snake-like forked tongue. Chris waved his pistol at it, but was subconsciously blocked by the living corpse, and at this opportunity, Chris rushed forward and kicked the living corpse in the head. Chris felt like he had kicked on a truck tire, and the force of the shock made his foot ache faintly. Chris kicked the living corpse and staggered, and was about to make up for it again, when the sound of the wind in his ears made him tense, and the next moment he was knocked up by a huge force and fell to the ground hard.

The living corpse smacked Chris firmly with its tail, and the sharp scales on the tail scraped Chris's shoulders into a bloody blur, causing Claire and Joanna on the side to exclaim.

Chris struggled to get up, half of his body was numb from the blow, and he tried to move his shoulder, but he couldn't help but shiver with a piercing pain - his left arm was probably broken, which was really not good news. He looked at the living corpse not far away, as if it was the stimulus of blood that excited it, and watched him let out a low, bloodthirsty roar.

The living corpse lunged at Chris, its claws swept from the bottom up, too fast for Chris to handle, Chris barely dodged backwards, then he felt a chill in his chest, and the next moment, a hot pain struck at him - the tips of the claws of the living corpse slashed across his chest, cutting open two shallow wounds and nearly disemboweling Chris. Chris endured the pain, his right arm bent at his elbow, and a punch slammed into the ribs of the living corpse. The living corpse howled in pain and swung its arms at Chris, who only had time to put his arms in front of his chest before he was slammed into the chest and flew sideways.

Chris felt like a speeding car had crashed into it, and he could even hear his own bones breaking. Chris fell to the ground, his mind was drowsy, and he vaguely seemed to hear a woman's scream, and he struggled to turn over, a warm sensation running down his throat, diffusing a thick salty taste in his mouth.

"Chris, Chris!" Claire cried out in panic as she saw Chris spurt out a mouthful of blood and lay wilted to the ground. She tried to rush over, but her body didn't listen, so she looked instead at the top of the tower, where the black dragon was looking down on them. "Stop, please." Claire shouted, tears streaming down her cheeks, "He's dying, please, stop!" ”

The black dragon didn't pay any attention to Claire's plea at all, and stared at Chris quietly, no emotion in his cold eyes.

"Even now, you still won't give up?" Black Dragon said to Chris, "All your hard work and persistence are nothing but a death struggle, futile and pathetic. ”

"As I said, there are some things that you can't understand." Chris struggled and said weakly, blood running down the corners of his mouth, looking very glaring.

The dragon's eyes narrowed, his dark golden pupils constricted into blades, flashing with a dangerous light, and he looked at Chris, the black flames jumping agitatedly, "-Kill him!" ”

"No!" Claire screamed hysterically, and Joanna stared at Chris, crying silently.

The living corpse strode up to Chris, grabbed Chris's neck with one hand, and lifted him up, Chris grabbed the living corpse's arm with his right hand, and struggled weakly with his legs, like a rag doll. The living corpse looked at Chris in his hand and roared under his breath, its long snake-like forked tongue poking out, slamming across Chris's face, leaving a bloody scar.

"Last chance—" The black dragon flared its wings slightly, its cold voice echoing the wind, "give in, or endure eternal torment in captivity, like this group of mournful souls." ”

Chris opened his eyes and glanced at the black dragon, then he slowly raised his hand and raised his middle finger at it.

With a hideous smile on the face of the living corpse, it raised its other claw, and on its slightly curled fingertips, the sharp claws were aimed at Chris's chest like knives.

"Chris." Claire cried in despair, she looked at Ota who had been closing her eyes, "Do something, hurry"

Ota didn't speak, just shook his head helplessly. Claire felt her heart gripped by something, and a deep sense of despair and fear enveloped her, making her breathless.

"I'm willing to take his place!" A voice sounded suddenly, it was Joanna, she bravely looked at the black dragon on the tower, and shouted again: "I am willing to take his place, if killing and torture is what you want, then I am willing to take his place, kill me." ”

Joanna's voice was not loud, but it was unusually firm, she glanced at Chris deeply, and her eyes flashed with a different emotion, "This is my own tragedy, all the pain and misfortune should be borne by me." ”

Claire was silent, staring blankly at the unfortunate and brave mother, who sat motionless on the ground with her eyes still closed.

Joe ...... Joanna...... "Chris said weakly, but he couldn't do anything.

The dragon turned its head, its dark golden eyes staring at Joanna, not knowing what it was thinking, the black flames around it jumped agitatedly, and for a moment, the square was silent.

"Aren't you afraid?" There was a terrifying glint in his cold eyes, "In order to save him, I am willing to let my soul suffer in never-ending pain." ”

Joanna shuddered slightly, she glanced at the dying Chris, and bit her lip, "I don't regret it." ”

The living corpse let out a low growl of disappointment and threw Chris to the ground, making him snort. Chris struggled to look up and saw dark red vines grow from the tower, burning black flames and curling towards Joanna.

Joanna closed her eyes, tears streaming down her eyes, across her beautiful face. Beside him, Chris looked at this qiē painfully and helplessly.

Just as the vines were about to touch Joanna, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her—Shirley, dressed in a red dress, blocked Joanna behind her and raised her arm in the direction of the vines. The menacing vines were suddenly imprisoned in the air by an invisible force, turning into distorted faces made of smoke, wailing and dissipating into the air.

Shirley's sudden behavior startled Chris and the others, and before they could figure out what it meant, a low, angry cold snort came from the tower, and the next moment, a desperately powerful coercion enveloped everyone.

The dragon spread its wings, and the black fire burning around it suddenly became fierce and violent, and the surging force caused the space around it to begin to distort. Under this terrifying power, the tower beneath the dragon began to crumble, and countless twisted faces appeared on the tower, and then howled and dissolved into nothingness in the black flames; The living corpse struggled, let out a terrible scream, and turned into a cloud of blood mist under the terrifying pressure of the black dragon, and disappeared into ashes.

The dragon's body turned into a raging black fire, then collapsed inward, condensing into a human body, and the flames around it condensed into a black robe. The man stood in the sky, looked down at the people on the ground, and then stepped into the void and slowly walked in front of them.

To Chris's surprise, the person in front of him looked like a teenage boy, making it difficult to associate him with the huge and hideous black dragon, except for his eyes, which were cold and deep, as if leading to a bottomless abyss.

He looked at Shirley, who was in front of Chris, "I didn't expect you to do that. ”

"I longed for revenge, but I never wanted to hurt the people I loved." Shirley said lightly, "My lord Sauron, I am loyal to you, but at least, please let me keep the last bit of human emotion. ”

"Even if you face my anger because of it?" He said in a deep voice, with a terrifying coldness in his voice. "If this is in exchange for a chance for them to live—" Shirley walked up to Sauron, slowly knelt on the ground, and lowered her head, "I do." ”

Sauron's five fingers curled slightly, and the black flames gathered between his fingers, even if they were blocked by Shirley, Chris and the others could feel the power that seemed to be able to destroy him. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl kneeling in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking, for a long time, he chuckled indifferently and waved away the flames.

"You won the bet." Sauron said, putting his finger on Shirley's forehead, "You should be glad I want a good subordinate more than a tool." ”

A drop of flaming blood flowed from her fingertips and instantly melted into Shirley's skin, turning into a black flame pattern that flashed across her eyebrows.

"Thank you for your kindness." The girl said, with an unconcealed excitement in her voice, "I swear by my soul that I will always follow in your footsteps." ”

Chris watched this happen with complicated expressions, and Joanna looked at her daughter worriedly, wanting to say something, but was stopped by Otah, who had been silent. At this moment, an ethereal and low sound of music came from the void, and people couldn't help but indulge in it, and the black phoenix flew out of nowhere and landed on Sauron's shoulder, rubbing its head on his cheek affectionately.

"It's coming really fast." Sauron whispered, turning his head in the direction of the town, "A bunch of pesky bugs." ”

"Take them out of here." He said to Shirley, "Say your last goodbye." ”

The girl nodded, got up and walked over to Chris. Chris was just about to speak, when they suddenly felt a whirlwind around them, and the next moment, they were surprised to find themselves standing in the forest outside the town, not far from the road leading to the town. Shirley stood quietly in front of the four of them, as if she had a premonition of the impending parting, and Joanna looked at her daughter with tears in her eyes, and her eyes were filled with sadness.

"Don't cry for me, Mom." Shirley approached Joanna with a familiar smile on her face, and she gently put her arms around her mother and buried her head in her arms, "I'll be back, Mommy." At that time, I will have enough strength to guard the one I love. ”

With that, Shirley let go of Joanna and walked towards Chris, who was being held by Claire. She reached out and pointed at Chris, and under Claire's surprised gaze, Chris's wounds healed quickly, and soon healed completely, as if they had never appeared.

"Thank you." She looked at Claire and Ota on the side, then turned to Chris, "Take care of my mom." ”

Chris was stunned for a moment, and looked at Joanna with some embarrassment. Shirley looked at everyone, slowly retreated, a relieved smile on her face, and in Joanna's teary eyes, she turned into a ball of blood-colored rose petals and disappeared in place.

Joanna's tears finally remained, quietly looking at the place where Shirley disappeared, Chris hesitated, reached out and gently took her in his arms, and gently comforted: "She will come back." ”

The roar of a car came, pulling several people out of their thoughts, and on the road not far away, an off-road vehicle stopped, and the lights were bright, making several people feel a little dazzling.

"Chris, is that you?" A voice shouted. Chris recognized the voice as his teammate on the SWAT team.

"It's me." Chris replied loudly, and he saw several people running over, flashlights shining in the dark forest.

Soon, Chris saw that everyone was coming, all of them were his teammates in the police force, they were all armed, the leader was Jill at the head, and the captain Wesker was standing behind him, scanning the surroundings vigilantly from time to time.

"You're alright." Jill asked, though Chris's wounds had healed, but the blood-stained tattered clothes and unconcealable exhaustion made Chris look bad. She looked up at the eerie sky and asked with a frown, "What the hell is going on here?" ”

Chris was speechless for a long time, and then he smiled wryly, "That's a very complicated story. ”

"Alright, let's gossip." Captain Wesker interrupted Jill, who was about to ask again, "It's a bit complicated, and while I don't know exactly what's going on, it seems that the army has intervened, so we'd better get out of here first." ”

As if to prove Wesker's words, a helicopter-specific roar came from far and near, and several people looked up to see several Black Hawk helicopters whizzing overhead, heading towards the town.