It would be nice if everything was a dream from the beginning, her heart was hesitant, but her feet were getting more and more stable, the pain gradually subsided, everything could not go back, her sister, father, or her, there was no way back.

She glanced at the young Ranger she had been clinging to since the edge of the stand, then looked off into the distance. In the depths of the tunnel, something seemed to have been waiting for her, waiting to tear her to shreds.

I had no way out, and she mustered up the courage to go into the shadows of the horror, and at least I had a ranger willing to help me, and that I was not alone, which gave her great comfort.

Alisanne was a child who made her feel withdrawn, and everyone who met her felt that way. She is the daughter of a high-ranking official in the military station, I don't know how she feels about the genetic purification policy promoted by her father and the top management of the military station, even if she thinks about it many times, she has not tried to uncover the scar of the girl with facial paralysis, but she is indeed a kind person, she can take the trouble to help me, although it is a little dull.

The two of them walked through the tunnel, and a dull silence made her feel a little uneasy, and in the depths of the tunnel, if you didn't say something, you would find yourself getting stiffer and stiffer, and the tunnel's innate rejection of humanity would become more and more obvious. "What's your dagger painted on?" After a long silence, Verna finally asked a question she had been thinking about all along, and the dagger seemed to be the crucial answer to that question. "Is it dangerous?"

Her confusion was not immediately answered, and the paralyzed girl carefully pulled out her dagger, which she did not know where to hide, she did not explain, but with a slight wave of her hand, the dagger blended with the darkness and merged with the surroundings, followed by the hissing sound of a sharp weapon tearing flesh, followed by the sound of metal rubbing against the rock formation, and for a moment, Verna did not understand what she was going to do.

"Follow me," Alexandre tugged at her sleeve, and after groping in the darkness for a while, they turned on the lamp tube that had been brought from the Grey River Station, and it reflected an orange-red spot of light on the dark ground, and created a white mist of light, and on the wet ground shrouded in the fog, a bat was being nailed to the ground by the gray dagger, and the place where the bat had been pierced by the dagger had now dissolved into a small hole, and the bat was swollen and blackened, and it was already dead and could not die again. Now Vilna had a deep understanding of this dagger, and she knew that no one who saw this scene would never think that it still had any possibility of living, this dagger, far more vicious than she imagined, it was sucking the soul of a bat.

"I use it to kill bandits," the withdrawn girl explained in a low voice, "and sometimes you need to be silent to deal with them, and they are outnumbered. ”

Her casual words made Verna stunned for a moment, the paralyzed girl was right, petite people are more likely to lie dormant in the dark, and assassination is the most advantageous means for villains and women, she wants to deal with the enemy, especially the enemy who has terrible witchcraft, it is impossible to obtain his life by just fair means, she is crippled, and she is a girl, the other party's methods are extremely peculiar, and now she is the savior of the neutral trade line, for this, she understands that a dagger or a gun is only the best weapon, but she is afraid, What should she do if the other party has body armor, or a mysterious method similar to body armor, or even has witchcraft?

Only when he is defenseless can he slit his throat, but how to make him defenseless

Vilna looked into the distance, a glint in her eyes. "Yes

Lend me your dagger, Miss Alexand."

The paralyzed girl turned her head awkwardly, the surprise in her eyes barely hidden, but she didn't ask her why.

"It's deadly," she said, "and it's likely to hurt you." ”

"I'm not afraid of death," she said calmly, "but the dagger isn't deadly enough." ”

Her unusually calm expression surprised and confused the paralyzed girl, but she didn't ask much in the end. "My dagger does not kill innocent people, because it hurts to be stabbed by it"

Vilna clenched her fists tightly, and there was a hint of hatred in her words, "This man is not a good person, the first time I met, he was full of lies to me, even coerced me with my sister, and the fall of Grey River Station was closely related to him, believe me, no matter how much he died, he would not be able to make the Mother of Tunnels forgive him for his crimes." "Even Noo's death may not have anything to do with it.

Eventually, she chose to give her the dagger, "I hope it will give you relief." ”

Hoping it would bring him relief, Werna stash the deadly dagger and decide to buy another one to practice, which she must wield accurately before reaching Greyriver Station. Along the way, they traveled unimpeded, since the news came that the Dawning Base had rebuilt the Gray River Station, the various stations were gradually loosening the blockade, and the merchants who had tried to use the monopoly to make profits saw that they could not do anything, and had to start to return to the previous state, they reopened the trade circulation, and issued a relaxed traffic policy to the Ring Line Station and the Neutral Station, just to win more cargo flow, plus Alishan claimed to have come to buy bat hot tablets for the Rangers, so the two of them were not too hindered in the territory of the Han Court.

When they entered the aquarium station, it only took two days, which surprised Werna that the trip went smoothly, and the gloom in her heart intensified. She was afraid that she would be arrested as soon as she entered Grey River Station, she was afraid that the man had already laid a net waiting for her, and likewise, she also had a faint expectation that the other party would not be able to find her, that they would not be able to pay attention to her, so that she could enter Grey River Station unharmed, and for this reason, she chose to enter the tavern of Aquarium Station, where she wanted to know more.

As night wore on, and the tavern grew more crowded, Verna wore a black hood to hide the scars on her face, and sat alone in a corner, tearing the mushroom cake while listening to the conversation at the other tables. The content of the conversation was as she expected, and it was mostly related to the man from the ground.

"Grass, I heard the boy say that he tore the throat of the Black Lord with just one finger," said a cobbler-like fool from his seat at the bar counter, "and he ate its heart and gained its power, so he was more terrible than ever." ”

"Don't talk nonsense," another drunk, like the Mother of the Tunnels, slapped the table and shouted, "it was one of his killers who did it, and that man was so loyal to him that he even helped him block bullets, not even explosives could hurt him in the slightest, and that was the real terrible man." ”

One of the soldiers shouted loudly, "I think he killed the wild man, everyone knows that the wild man is at odds with him, he knows that the explosives can't hurt him, so he killed the wild man, and buried the Wings of Liberty and the Flame Child alive, because he couldn't pay for their employment, I was next to me, and I was one of the people who planted the bomb, and he did everything."

I've seen them all. ”

The shoemaker immediately teased, "Then why didn't you stop him at the time, could it be that you are a coward?" ”

"No, he's a terrible man, he likes to use women to practice witchcraft, I can't do anything about him, I heard that he also kept a child of darkness in captivity."

"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes," a bewitching girl at the other table smacked at him, "You wild men know how to think of conspiracy theories, in my opinion, he is the savior sent by the Mother of Tunnels, you see, he can do things that even the Aquarium and the Wings of Liberty can't do, and that doesn't mean anything, he brings us what we want, he helps us rebuild our home, and you are not satisfied." ”

The young and beautiful female companion of the bewitching girl echoed loudly, "I think you are simply jealous, look at your appearance, all drunken hooligans, you are still so ugly, what else are you going to do except say a few words of gossip here?" ”

"He's it, ha,," the soldier snorted in shame, "he's not a good guy at all, no matter how nymphomaniac you are, you can only open your thighs at him in your dreams, and I, with two bullets, can hit you." As soon as the maiden heard him arrange them in this way, and they would not give up, and the two sides began to curse, and Verna threw down the mushroom cake and turned away, for she had heard enough.

Outside the tavern, she still heard people talking about the man, about his silver greatsword, about rebuilding the Grey River Station, about the feat of killing the Black King, and one man even took a sausage and told her that it could remove saprophytic muscles and restore his face, and she told him to fuck off with a dagger.

Outside the gate was even more noisy, caravans were gathered again, rangers came and went, mushroom gathering women and workers loading and unloading goods went to and from both ends of the station, and many of the people who had heard the wind wanted to rush to the head of the Great Bay station and become one of them, because the former inhabitants of the station were mostly dead, and this freed up a large space for the residents of the other stations, so that they would not have to be crowded into small train cars or divide themselves from their neighbors with curtains and tents.

Although she had heard that half of the residents of the aquarium station had lost their loved ones in the dark wave, and the remaining half had not even been able to find their bodies, the aquarium was being revived, time was erasing its wounds, and people were forgetting the horrors of the black attack. They don't intend to continue to clean up the black, nor do they intend to investigate the cause of everything, they just want to live in peace.

Vilna could tell from the haste in which they gestured that they wanted nothing more than to leave behind the hurt they had suffered in the past, and only wanted to forget their dead loved ones to the fullest. This group of cowards, but she can't expect everyone to have the courage to face the black again, she also mustered enough courage, and she has also experienced an unforgettable experience to stand here, if it weren't for the blessing of the Mother of Tunnels, she would probably have died on the way.

Strange to say, she had expected the trip to be blocked by the station, attacked by robbers, lured by human traffickers, or attacked by black rats, but none of them were, the trip went unexpectedly well, perhaps the gods had chosen her to take revenge on the man, and no one else, she thought, and then unconsciously clasped her fingers near the dagger, which reassured her. Full Book - Free Full Book Reading Network