When the gunfire stopped, there was no breathing creature in the hall except for me, Tomie, and Billy.

When the hum of the wheels and chainsaws also died away, a deathly silence enveloped us.

No one bothered us anymore.

I looked around at the horrific sight I had created.

As far as the eye can see, there is a shocking red. At the feet, on the walls, and on the roof of the hall, there were strangely shaped, mutilated corpses everywhere. Occasionally, you can hear the sound of your shoes stepping on the blood flowing like a stream. Quark is like a gluttony in a gourmet restaurant, jumping between his eyes excitedly.

"The Messenger of the Magic Emblem...... Are they all monsters? Billy spat out.

"It doesn't matter if it's a demon pattern messenger or not, this is Achuan's talent, an incomparable talent, a transcendent realm that can be reached by burning souls. Although I don't know what your talent is that makes you so confident to become the strongest sharpshooter, it is simply a firefly light compared to Achuan. That's the man I fancied. Tomie said, kicking away the corpse that was in the way.

Billy snorted and looked at me.

"Hey, boy, you're all right, are you?"

"Okay." I wiped the blood from the corners of my eyes and lips with my sleeve.

The head seemed to explode, but it showed no signs of further deterioration.

Although, this is the only tragic situation in my life, it is the first time I have killed so many people. However, just like smoking, there is no unexpected feeling of vomiting, and the body naturally adapts. It looks disgusting, but it's not unacceptable.

This calmness makes me feel weird. A month ago, I never watched heartfelt movies, I didn't watch bloody horror movies, and if I didn't have to, I didn't go out of my way to look for tragic deeds in the world, and I tried to look away when I encountered something particularly unfortunate. Because when I focus on this kind of thing, I empathize with what happened to the victim, and I can't bear that kind of heavy pain.

It's strange that when I was a child, I would be overjoyed by the explosive sound and the spitting out of my guts when I was a child, but when I grew up, I couldn't bear the pain that others suffered that was smaller than torture.

Now I personally inflict a lot of pain.

They must have been in great pain when they died, otherwise why would they have that distorted expression on their faces?

However, I don't feel that kind of empathy anymore.

"Don't overthink it, Achuan!" Tomie walked over, pressed my shoulder, stared me in the eye seriously, and said, "You didn't do anything wrong. ”

I wanted to smile at her, but I felt like I was just tugging at the corners of my mouth.

It's ugly.

"Well done." Billy's hand came to my shoulder from behind, "We're going to stay a little longer, are you okay?" ”

"Who do you think I am?" That's how I answered him.

Billy wasn't angry at all, he walked over to the bullet-riddled couch and sat on the armrests of the couch, fiddling with the two revolvers in his hands. He had been fighting with these two guns before, and one had to wonder if he would have died here like everyone else in a battle of that intensity.

I looked at the doorway into the other passages, the doors were all open, the lamps were all shattered, there were corpses in the distance, and darkness sank into the distance, and the smoke of the battle drifted silently, without any living thing. It is this silence and darkness that smells of death that makes people shudder, as if something strange will flow out like black oil.

When a person's body dies, the remnants of the soul seep into the walls with blood, so that the blood will never dry up.

The force of death faintly resisted us to go and find out, and even Billy Cowboy, who had always been part of the Security Bureau, had no intention of moving.

If there are still people alive, even if you stand in the hall in this dreary air, you can feel the breath of even if it is just a gossamer.

"All dead."

My muttering was heard by Billy, who repeated it in a tone that was more certain, but not the least sad.

All dead!

Sooner or later, we, too, will die like them. But this is a cause for which we have decided to give our lives, and death is not terrible, he said.

"Hey, how many of you have here?" Tomie, who was looking at the corpse's death, suddenly asked.

"Not much, this is the first time that there is a peculiarity in this city, and both the base and the manpower have only been established temporarily." Billy tilted his head and thought for a moment, "That's right, until the last group of personnel arrived three days ago, Cyberball is a mature organization, not only combat members, the Security Bureau sent over, and there are only about eighty combat members like me. Before this battle, the non-combatants should have evacuated as soon as possible, counting the baits from other routes, there will be no more than twenty of us left here, and there are no more than you who are emissary. ”

"What the hell?" Tomie sneered dissatisfied, "You're here to deal with the goat union, right?" Not even enough high-end combat power? ”

"The city became a peculiar point too suddenly, the illusory portal was set up by the observers of the Black Nest, without warning at all, and the information coming back from the gods was much slower than the ones who came back from the Doomsday Truth. They have already set up their bases, and of course we are much more prepared than we were when we came in a hurry. Billy grabbed his hair in annoyance and argued, "Besides, how many Demon Empoweraries do you think there are in this world?" ”

“…… Since the mutation started five years ago, there must be a lot of it, right? ”

"Purely in terms of the number of people, it's a lot, about 20,000 people."

But do you think this kind of number can really fill every city in the world? Billy asked rhetorically.

"Not every city has peculiarities, and no one can detect every anomaly, so we know that new peculiarities have appeared in the city, and we are rushing to them. If you're still unhappy with efficiency, then we're sorry, we've done our best. ”

"Isn't it more efficient to hand it over to people in your own country?"

Under Tomie's and I watchful eyes, Billy looked impatient and sighed hard.

"The Central Principality is the largest country in Asia, with more than 1,000 cities in the country, so it has to adopt a conservative home defense strategy, and the handling of new peculiarities like this, except in particularly important places, is mostly left to the Global Rapid Reaction Mobile Force. ,

Because the opponent is not an ordinary person, if you send an ordinary army, you have to send a large number of troops to ensure the victory rate, and you can't do this in order to ensure social stability, and if there is a large-scale firefight, the city will also be destroyed, which is also the main point of urban warfare.

There are not a few countries in a similar situation as the Central Duchy, including those that are barren and at war. The men of the Mobile Force have to deal with the anomalies in the world and are already overloaded.

I had just finished my last mission, and before I had time to rest, I crossed the Pacific Ocean to get here. The members of the Mobile Force who came with us did have a few Central Duchy, but they all had their own tasks. ”

Billy, who had always been cynical, bent down, his arms resting on his thighs, and buried his head deeply, exuding a deep tiredness that seemed to completely bury even the most sorrowful sorrow for the death of his companion.

"Since you have joined the Security Bureau, you must be mentally prepared, in the future, more companions will die, and you will be tired like a dead dog, no one will sympathize with you, even if you die, no one will pick up bones, there will be no glorious epitaph, and you will not even be able to return to your roots." Billy looked up and looked us in the eye, "Are you ready?" Are you really enlightened? ”

Quarks flew out of the deep tunnels and landed on my shoulders, a metal medallion in its mouth. I took it off, and it was a pentagonal metal plaque, wiped the blood off it, revealing an engraved smile on it, a twisted pin on the smooth back, and a line of names and times. That appears to be the name and birthday of the deceased.

"See? If we die, we'll only have this thing left. Billy also pulled the same badge out of his jacket pocket, "We're real warriors, and that's our dog tag!" Take it and bury it in a beautiful place, which is the grave of this unlucky fellow. What do you think you can write on a tombstone for a guy who doesn't even remember what he looks like, but only knows his name and birthday? ”

His tone was so indifferent, no complaints, no anger, it was obviously such a sad thing, but it made people feel that he was showing off an unspeakable honor. His emotions are like a volcano crushed in the depths of the sea, ready to erupt at any time, but the surface of the sea is still cold, and he can't feel the scorching boiling just by standing on the sea.

I looked at Tomie, and she looked at me. I seem to carry the will of four men: a dead undead, two true warriors, and......

I can't get rid of the burning self that comes from the soul.

I am reminded of the eulogy I heard in the branch of the goat union:

Flesh and blood are like grass and trees, glory is like an epiphany, grass withers, flowers wither, but death is not the end, just as the truth endures forever.

But this is definitely not an epitaph for the souls of the undead they killed to rest in peace. They fought to the death, burning their souls and lives, in order to fight these madmen who burned themselves like a eulogy. They knew that they would die so seemingly small, but they still threw themselves into battle without hesitation, fighting against the forces that were superior to them.

It's not that it's impossible to retreat, and it's not that there's no chance to preserve yourself.

However, whether at a critical time, in order to insist on a certain will, will take the initiative to embrace death, this is the dividing line of the warrior.

So sincere, unwavering, maybe what you desire is to pray for a beautiful epitaph after death?

Their lives are so brilliant that they can't look at them directly, and they don't need those beautiful wreaths after death.

So enviable, so enviable, born like a summer flower, perhaps no one recognizes, but it is the glory and death of one's own choice.

"He couldn't choose how to be born, but how to die. In this way, he took control of his own life. I condensed all my emotions into this sentence and put the deceased's badge close to my inner pocket. There will come a time when I will bury it in a beautiful, peaceful and secluded place, and pray that the day I die, I will be taken to that place and have similar words engraved on my tombstone.

"Sounds good." Billy smiled.

"Do you choose how you want to die?" Tomie also laughed: "I like it." ”