Chapter 29: The Price
This is destined to be a moonless night, and only the pillars of light cast by the airship are left in the dark world, like the only isolated island in the dark ocean, isolated from the world, and only a death match with madness remains.
The battle had begun, and the night was filled with countless gunshots mixed with the rising flames.
The arsonists began their work, dozens of flamethrowers converging into the flaming walls, essentially spewing not only flames, but also ignited oil, neatly bullets piercing through the flames and piercing the creatures in the darkness.
Under the thick lens, you can only see countless shadows struggling in the sea of fire, the flesh is burned to charcoal, and the bloodthirsty desire rushes out of the line of fire, but then it is pierced by bullets and falls weakly.
The soldiers wore disinfectant masks, and the sound of heavy breathing came from under the filter cans of the masks, and everyone instinctively avoided the dead figures, and the black ashes rose with the evening breeze of the night, leaving black spots on the fireproof suits.
"Inform the scavengers that we need a mass cleanse after tonight. β
Looking at the slightly hot ashes in his hands, his emotions flooded slightly, but they quickly subsided, and Galahad waved his hand to shake it off.
"Already in progress, before the action was carried out, the Mechanics had poured fifty tons of neutralizing liquid into the furnace pillar, after a day of steam discharge, which should now be accumulated in the clouds, and in a few hours there would be a small artificial rainfall, which would be mixed with the chemicals to purify and neutralize all the residue. β
Shrike said as he took a few steps back, he didn't want to be touched by the dregs.
This is the weirdness of demons, only things related to them, even ashes after death will bring negative effects, and every time he performs a task related to demons, the shrike will have nightmares for several days.
According to the Geiger counter, it was still just a pre-dinner dessert, and the fiercest battle was yet to come, with bullet casings tumbling and smoke everywhere.
Looking to the side, Shrike looked at the man who had arrived with interest, as if he did not expect him to appear here.
"You're late to the robin. β
As the Iron Serpent stopped completely, looking at the man who had come out of the thick steam, Galahad said unceremoniously.
"It's been a long time since we've dealt with an anomaly inside Old Dunling, and it took a long time to get that thing on the train to make sure the firepower was sufficient. β
The robin explained to himself, he looked like a devout believer, with an iron cross hanging from the pitch-black man, and following his fingers, Galahad's gaze looked in the direction of the steam.
It was another iron serpent, completely enveloped in steam, revealing its sharp horn as the evening breeze blew through it.
"Urgently called from the arsenal, I heard that it was processed by the mechanical institute, and it should be suitable for that kind of inhuman creature. β
As the robin recounted, it was in full bloom, a beautifully crafted smoothbore cannon with a black barrel painted with gold dust paint that might have been placed in the gallery if it weren't for the box of cannonballs placed next to it.
The people of the Mechanics have always done this, crafting dangerous weapons and adding artistic processing to them.
"A total of three landslide smoothbore guns, two wagons with a total of four tons of oil. Arthur meant that we should burn this place down. β
As the transporter of this shipment, even the robin himself couldn't help but be shocked when he knew this.
"As for safety, don't worry, we communicated with the mechanics before we set out, they adjusted the output of the furnace pillar and the electricity on the route, and now the whole street of Old Dunling is filled with red-hot steam, the visibility is no more than three meters, and no one knows what we have brought out. β
Galahad nodded, but then he spoke.
"I'm not worried about this problem, but about the elite power, the index of the Geiger counter has not stopped after breaking through the critical value, and it is still rising steadily, which means that the mutation in the underground palace is not over yet, and those demons are still changing. β
This is undoubtedly bad news, and the strength of the demon is faintly exceeding the projection of the plan.
"One of the main reasons why the Purifier and even the Demon Hunting Order do not choose to announce the existence of demons to the outside world is their pollution, even the books that record their knowledge can be insane, let alone let a living demon enter the Old Dunling. β
Galahad said worriedly.
"We have been trained and specialized to barely fight against that kind of monster, and ordinary people have no ability to resist in front of them, and will directly fall into madness and pollution...... It is even said to become the next demon, and the old Dunling is the hub of the world, and once this 'madness' gets out of control, it will spread throughout the world along the transportation system of the Atrium Serpent, you know the danger behind it, right? β
That's why such a strange monster is never known to the world, and the only way to come into contact with it is death, and it is the dark organization of the Purification Mechanism that locks them firmly behind the city walls, maintaining the sanity of the world.
It's a pity that the battlefield here is close to the city, otherwise Galahad would not be constrained by this, otherwise they would be able to wipe out the entire lower city with the inventory of weapons during the glorious war.
But this is no longer the dark old times, when people could only use silver swords and fire to fight demons, and now that humans have more efficient weapons, the balance of superiority has long been broken.
"We've thought of this too, so the armor is waiting for you. β
The implementers of this plan have already thought of everything, even the armor has long been ready. The robin was full of confidence, and in his opinion God was watching over the battlefield.
So with the words of the robin, the last steam tram slowly arrived, the armor coating was matte black, almost no reflection of light, no one would have noticed its arrival if it were not for the low sound of the engine, and the endless steam was released with the opening of the gates, and the hideous silhouette was outlined under the gray mist.
But it didn't seem to be steam, and Galahad could only feel an incomprehensible cold in the mist, it should have been cold air, the iron snake was a mobile ice storehouse, and as the floodgates opened, green lights lit up in it, accompanied by a faint singing, and there seemed to be a woman singing in it.
The soldier looked at the dim green light, and a woman's face appeared from it, and the illusory chaos seemed to be crying and laughing, and she seemed to be still saying something, questioning the soldier about everything, and he felt very nostalgic, but also sad, because that face was his fiancΓ©e, but she died a few years ago.
The breathing was heavier than ever, as if there was a lump of lead pressing on his chest, he stretched out his hand and took heavy steps forward slightly, as long as he got closer, as long as he could get closer, he could take back his beloved her from the hands of death, as long as he ......
"Drip-"
The ringing alarm bell interrupted the soldier's vision, and then from the back of his neck, the nerve electrodes buried under the flesh released a faint electric current through his brain, as if he had woken up from a great dream, and he fell to his knees, only then did he realize that he had deviated from his position, bathed in the green light, and then the silver-white body of the spear appeared in front of his eyes.
"Soldier, you're nerve-polluted. β
Against the green light, the shrike stood in front of the soldiers.
"Kid, you shouldn't be looking at this thing. β
Shrike knew what was behind him, but he hadn't looked there from the beginning, as everyone present was, guarding his post.
"I ...... I ......"
The soldier tried to say something, but the voice turned into a whimpering roar, which seemed to be another voice, but he didn't know, the world twisted and distorted in his eyes, and finally turned into a bloody patch.
"It's time for you to rest. β
That was the last thing he could hear, and Shrike pulled out his syringe and slammed it into his body, and as the anesthetic poured into his veins, the alarm finally stopped, and the soldier fell down.
"It looks like the neurological rehabilitation clinic is going to have new customers again. β
Shrike muttered to himself as he looked at the gun in his hand, because of the green light behind him, his silver-white gun was also reflected in color.
"So those madmen really succeeded?" he asked the robin.
The robin, too, turned his back to face the light, and clutched the iron cross in his hand, he said slowly.
"It was successful a few months ago, but it's been debugging, and they felt that tonight's operation would be a good fit to test the weapon. β
"They're playing with fire. β
Shrike scolded angrily, he hated the weapon, it seemed to him to be the embodiment of the ominous.
"But haven't we been fighting demons for so long, also playing with fire and immolating ourselves?"
Galahad said flatly, and he was the only one of the three who stared directly at the light, seemingly unaffected, with a complicated look in his eyes.
"The index is still rising, and we need to strangle that demon in the dungeon. Galahad, according to what they gave, is currently only eligible for use by the Knights, and this is the activation key. β
The robin said as he handed the iron cross in his hand, and there were actually hundreds of tiny grooves on the seemingly smooth surface, just like the lines of a key, it was also a key, opening an ominous box.
This is the real secret weapon of the night, and the robin is here for it.
"Am I a test subject? It's a luxury for a knight to experiment on them. β
Galahad paused, then laughed at himself, but took the key, which was cold to the touch as if he was holding ice, and without the slightest hesitation, he strode towards the green light.
......
"So that's why you're here tonight, and you should be on the Dawn with Lancelot right now, depending on the mission. β
Shrike could only hear Galahad's fading footsteps, and he felt bad, as if he were watching his friend go into the abyss.
"Yes, this is the first batch of armor, thirteen in all, to be distributed to the knights scattered throughout Invig while hunting demons while sailing for the Dawn, Arthur believes that this is a weapon that can turn the tide of war, and even the queen agrees to it. β
The robin said helplessly, but he could only do so for the sake of victory.
"I understand you shrike, you hate that thing, but it's the only thing that can put us up against demons, as Arthur said when we first became knights.
Fighting demons is a process of constantly paying the price. β
His eyes were a little tired under the mask, and the arsonists lit up a blazing sun in the dark night, illuminating his vision incomparably brighter.
"Give blood, pay pain, give everything we can, until we die with nothing. β
Mockingbird laughed instead, and he looked at the shrike beside him, and drew a cross on his chest.
"I don't think I'll be so miserable, after all, I believe in God and fight demons, I think I'll definitely go to heaven after I die, as for the shrike, you ......"
"I run casinos, kill people and set fires, and do all kinds of smuggling business, and I've almost violated all of Invig's laws, but I know I'm a good person, and it doesn't matter if I go to heaven or not. β
Shrike said directly that he didn't believe in any gods, and instead of praying every day, it was better to earn a few more money to make him feel at ease.
At this moment, there was a hoarse whisper from the carriage behind him, and Shrike's hand trembled slightly, but he did not turn back to help Galahad after all, and a vague whispering voice whispered in his ear, as if at this moment something had woken up, from the carriage behind him.
The green light eventually went out, but a distorted black shadow stepped out of it, his steps with the sound of steel, and the red-hot steam surrounding his body, making it impossible to see what he looked like.
He walked straight over, and when he passed the robin, he heard it speak calmly.
"Galahad, you only have ten minutes to act after full activation, kill that damn demon, and come out alive. β
The body paused for a moment, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the hot steam, but soon the feeling was gone, and the figure moved forward again, past everyone, straight into the depths of the sea of fire, and no one tried to look at the abominable figure in the process.
"May you all turn from evil and do good, dwell in peace forever, never forsaken, and be sheltered forever. β
The robin prayed.