The priest stretched out his hand, and the four dead soldiers were stopped, and then they forcefully parted their hands, and the dead soldiers caught by the invisible hand knocked their companions into him like bowling balls. There were only six dead soldiers left who rushed up, and Tridy and I crossed fire to contain two, and Tomie picked up his axe and pounced on the other four.

Just a photo, one of the dead soldiers at the head was smashed by Tomie's axe, and the other one who followed later was grabbed by her forelimbs and spun a big windmill, knocking the other two dead soldiers out of the air like balls.

This kind of attack was probably completely painless for the dead soldiers with hard shells, but Tomie did not stop the attack, and seemed to have the intention of not allowing them to stand up properly even if he could not kill them, and chased after the dead soldiers who rolled on the ground, swinging his axe at their joints.

I threw away my shotgun after running out of two bullets, pulled out the crossbow with the arrow I had loaded and continued shooting, then threw away the crossbow again, pulled out the revolver and pulled the trigger continuously. Two dead soldiers slipped a dozen paces away, one of them with his front foot broken, but the situation didn't get any better, and Tryty made a hollow sound.

We don't have a lot of bullets in the first place, and we're even more stretched thin.

Even if these dead soldiers were left with only two legs, they would not hinder their movement too much.

I held out of bullets and stood alone with an intact corpse and a broken foot in front of me. Losing Glock's suppression, the intact corpse soldier showed excellent reflexes and dodged the first two bullets.

It's more nimble than I've ever encountered before, and it doesn't move until almost as soon as the bullet comes out of the chamber, making pre-aiming completely meaningless. If I could have predicted its movements, I might have been able to catch it, but it also became obedient after taking such a bullet, and from time to time it made deceptive irregular movements.

For the first time, the shooting talent that had been unearthed in my body lost its effect. It jumped from side to side, and in the blink of an eye, it was five meters in front of it. Instead, it was the dead-legged soldier who followed it, and I shot him in the eye.

Trety, Trety, and Father Priest were not separated from each other based on the console, and the dead soldier who was only five meters away from us was undoubtedly the most threatening one.

Before it could go any further, the priest freed his hand to hold it in place. Seeing that the four who had been restrained by him before were immediately ready to move. I pulled the trigger again, and the bullet was fired with the most force at such close range, sending it tumbling to the ground.

The priest's attention returned to his original target. I also took the opportunity to change the ammunition.

The shells hit the ground with a smooth sound, but the loaded bullets had to be fired in one shot.

At this moment, Tomie's figure appeared behind the dead soldier with the severed foot.

It didn't seem to notice the sneak attack from behind, and was slashed in the neck by an axe, sending a spark of sparks, revealing the internal tissues of the lead and catheters. It fell to the ground and struggled desperately, unable to get up for a while. Tomie stepped forward and completely cut off its head, and it remained motionless until Tomie turned around, when the head bounced up and bit her foot.

An arrow struck the head far in time. Tridy is using the bow I dropped.

Tomie was also startled, she wanted to look back to see what had happened, but the four dead soldiers who had been thrown away surrounded her again.

Under the cover of bullets and arrows, Tomie retreated step by step, entering the perimeter of the console. She began throwing javelins, throwing ropes to tie up the opponent's feet. Once again, the Dead Soldier turned into a rolling gourd.

"I only have four bullets left."

I don't dare to shoot at random.

These dead soldiers are like immortals, sturdy, sharp, and agile, and they don't stop moving even if they cut off their heads. And it has the characteristics of a bee colony, which organizes actions efficiently, scatters and gathers. They run away, they disguise their injuries, and they have a human-like appearance that can almost be mistaken unless the priest explains in advance that they have no intelligence.

Through that rigid expression, mechanical voice, and reminiscent of the priest's statement that the task of these dead soldiers was to "defend and expel them", I guess that it is not intelligence and instinct that dominate their actions, but something that is almost as malleable as a computer program, but efficient enough within its limits.

"It can't go on like this!"

Everyone knows this, we lack the means to deliver a lethal blow to the dead.

"Think of a way."

Easy to say.

"Aren't you an honor student? Achuan! Think fast. ”

"I'm thinking! I'm thinking! ”

I realized that the heat of battle was taking up too much of my energy, but the Dead were not a priority. Whether it is to stop Mandela's decomposition or to fight against the dead soldiers, it is to better fulfill the original plan, that is, to stop the operation of the spindle.

The Dead Soldiers appear when the console is touched, i.e., they are guards protecting the spindle.

So, the key is still to stop the spindle from working.

"I've got a way." I say to everyone.

I was blinded by the console and had been thinking about how to turn it off, but if I just wanted to stop the machine, there should be a simpler and more violent way.

"Destroy it!"

"Hurry up if you want to do anything!" The priest said nervously.

There was another strange noise in the ventilation ducts, and it was easy to think that the next wave of dead soldiers was coming.

While we don't have enough force to break this massive spindle from the outside, there seems to be a way to destroy it from the inside in the console. I returned to the console and used a single bullet to break the transparent shield that had previously been identified as a self-destruct device.

At the same time, fifteen white balls fell again from the ventilation ducts.

As the new corpses transformed, I pressed the red button in front of me.

The display was suddenly filled with red warnings, and the spindle began to make a high-pitched sound, which became more and more intense, and from time to time pieces fell on the shaking ground. The violently functioning spindle was overloaded, shaking the ground and zenith that connected it.

"It's going to explode!"

We threw away our opponents and ran as hard as we could towards the entrance where we came. The dead soldiers seemed to be distracted by information, and instead of catching up after we were some distance away from the console, they gathered at the base of the spindle, appearing bewildered and disorganized.

As soon as we ran into the tunnel that Mandela had dug out, a strong light suddenly radiated behind us, and everything in front of us was black and white. First, a shock wave propelled us into the depths of the tunnel, causing us to fall, and then a powerful force of attraction pulled us back.

The priest's air manipulation could not shield against the effects of this suction at all. Tomie slashed the axe into the ground, I hugged her waist, Triti hugged mine, Father Priest hugged Triti's waist, and all four of them were floating in the air.

We closed our eyes tightly and pursed our mouths, our features huddled together as we endured the whipping of rubble that kept flying behind us. Everything was pale and silent, as if even the colors and sounds had been sucked away.

After about ten seconds, the attraction suddenly disappeared and we were caught off guard against falling to the ground.

When we were able to re-see, we realized that the entrance to the hall behind us had been sealed by falling rocks, and the earth and rocks that had been spreading all the way had almost drowned us.

A spiral of light floats in mid-air.

"It's a node."

Half an hour later, the priest said.