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By the time Gallo regained consciousness from his bloodthirsty frenzy, there were no more people standing around.

The armor on his body, which was originally gorgeous and sturdy, shimmering with shimmering light, was now almost soaked in dark red blood, and it had become tattered, losing all light. His helmet was gone, his left arm was unnaturally bent, and his broken sword sprayed with dim sparks limpously even had his own blood on it.

He had a large scratch on his face, running from his left eye to his right cheek. The flesh turned outward, and the shriveled eyeballs hung in their sockets, bouncing feebly and bursting out of colorless and transparent pus.

It was the damage inflicted by a monster stabbing a weapon into Gallo's cheek before dying. Had it not been for Gallo's last-minute twist of his head, the cone-like weapon would have pierced his skull.

But in any case, it is better to say that it is lucky or tenacious.

In short, Gallo survived. Looking for an opportunity to turn defeat into victory in such a brutal war, it took a mere eight men to face thousands of monsters that had lost their ability to resist, and it took an entire night to kill them all.

But even if they are weak, the struggle before death alone is overwhelming.

Gallo remembered that a young man from the Fourth Legion had pinned the head of a monster to the ground from a distance with his spear, and repeatedly stabbed the spear several times, almost smashing its head into a pulp like a sludge, only to be pierced through the heart by bone spurs ejected from the monster's chest the moment he turned around.

These monsters are almost all different. Although some of the characteristics of some races are more obvious, for the remaining monsters. But like a motley army of forcibly drafted soldiers, they have no features to speak of.

There is no way to identify, let alone prevent it.

Only adaptability. in order to resist the dying throes of these monsters.

After being blinded by the monster in his left eye, Gallo's vision was only a blood-red color. He was completely in a state of madness.

Gallo roared and raised his weapon, smashing all the monsters in his vision with one blow, slashing or slashing them with his sword, then charging to his head and returning to do it again.

After he came to his senses, the whole world fell silent.

"Ah......h

Gallo spoke slightly, but found that he could not say anything.

With trembling steps, Gallo staggered forward, his eyes full of confusion, and he looked around.

"Anyone?"

Gallo opened his mouth. After a long time, he finally spoke, calling out the names of his comrades in a trembling and heart-rending voice: "Sharna? Where are you? ”

“…… Jason? Paul? Bruce? Caleb? Charles? Sisi ...... Anyone? Is anyone still alive! ”

However, there was no response. Only the echo of Gallo himself echoed in the air.

The sun had not yet risen, but the sky in the distance was already shimmering with a misty glow, and a dark golden aura spread out in the sky.

The cool spring breeze accompanied by the strong fishy smell emitted by the blood of those monsters filled his entire nasal cavity, and the air was full of slippery, clammy and cold fishy smell, making Gallo feel that his face was wet, and the blood stains could not be dried.

“…… It's just me. ”

I haven't received a reply for a long time. Gallo fell silent.

However, he did not sit on the ground weakly, nor did he squat on the ground and cry. He just slowly raised his hand and gouged his shriveled eyeballs out of his face. The sharp pain made his cheeks twitch slightly. But other than that, the young man, who is only in his early twenties this year, has no other reaction at all.

His eyes became cloudy. The bloodstains on his face and his dark skin, slightly roughened from lack of sleep, made him look almost old like a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Farewell...... Lucky guys. ”

Gallo muttered as he squeezed his freshly shriveled eyeballs into pieces. He threw it on the ground and crushed it with his foot: "Died in battle." God will be proud of your valor. Good lads...... When they're all gone, I'll be left alone...... It's not righteous enough......"

Gallo suddenly roared: "-Get out of here, bastards! Don't come back! ”

After the roar. Gallo felt his spirit soothed, and then silently lifted his sword and continued westward.

He wasn't as lucky as those bastards to ascend to the kingdom of the gods so easily.

No...... It should be said that he will not ascend to the kingdom of heaven in Tyre again.

He no longer believed in the gods. No longer believe in any God, any being nobler than man.

Because Gallo realizes one thing—in the face of the great calamity, even the gods themselves pray for miracles. It's ridiculous to say, believers pray to pastors, pastors pray to God, and who should God pray to?

God is not omnipotent.

Gallo watched his friends die one by one, leaving him one by one, and even Sharna in the end. Gallo was finally alone.

What did Tyre help him with in the process? Did Tyre solve his puzzles?

It's not just Tyre. Those Templars were the force of the gods, the limits of divine power in the world. But when they were humiliated, persecuted, and on the verge of death, the gods did not even send down miracles of healing......

There had never been a moment when Gallo felt so clearly that they had been abandoned by God.

The divine grace in the body is gradually lost, and the blessed armor loses its luster. One by one, the miracles that Tyre had done for them failed, and even the power that Tyre had given him was lost.

That's really ......

However, just as Gallo was silently laughing at himself in his heart, he heard a somewhat familiar faint cough.

At that moment, Gallo's body suddenly froze. His eyes lit up suddenly.

- He could clearly hear it, it was Sharna's voice!

"Sharna!"

Gallo looked around in fear: "Sharna, where are you?!" ”

But in fact, Gallo was looking forward to it at this time, but he was also a little worried.

What if Sharna has an incurable injury? What if it was just an illusion on my own?

In this chaotic battlefield covered in thick corpses, Gallo was dead silent. Although he heard Sharna's voice, he had no way of knowing where Sharna was.

"Don't ...... Come here! ”

Coincidentally, at this moment, Sharna's weak voice came: "Gallo...... Don't come over ......."

Without thinking, Gallo rushed in the direction from which the voice came.

"Sharna! You hold on! I'm here to save you! You hold on! ”

His mind was in turmoil, but his only thought was crystal clear - he was going to get Sharna out!

Gallo threw the heavy corpses of the monster one by one with his hands, and he burst out with infinite strength when he could not even walk.

Finally, after he lifted up a large corpse, he saw the familiar figure.

"Sharna!"

Gallo was almost ecstatic at this time.

His first thought was, could it be that this was Tyre's blessing?

That's right, it was Tyre who led him to Sharna—

However, his smile instantly froze on his face.

It was Sharna that he had found, and it was true that Sharna was still alive at this time.

However, all Gay could see was a dense streak of ominous blood carved into Sharna's skin.

The dead air that had never emanated from this vigorous girl shook under her eyes.

"Cover ...... Luo ......"

Sharna weakly lifted her hand, trying to touch Gallo's cheek, but it just lifted and fell.

Gallo picked up Sharna's hand before it landed on the ground, placed it on his face, and whispered in a trembling voice: "I'm here, I'm ......"

“…… Gallo ...... Where are you? ”

But Sharna muttered to herself, as if she hadn't heard Gallo's voice.

Gallo felt only a bone-chilling wind soaking him through him.

At this time, the sun is about to rise-

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )