Chapter 8: The unfinished business

The dense clouds were blown open by the strong wind, and the scorching sunlight poured down, and the colorful creatures that were still active on the ground immediately scattered and fled, each looking for a dark place to hide. The temperature of the ground rises rapidly, and the hot air that rises soon distorts the scenery on the ground.

Apart from the howling of the wind, there were few other sounds in the wilderness, and no trace of activity was visible.

In an abandoned villa, Sue sat by the window on the second floor, carefully wiping down rifle parts. When the last part was polished, he reassembled the rifle with slow and precise movements, and then pushed an incendiary grenade before carefully placing the gun beside him and covering the muzzle with strips of cloth to prevent ash. The gun was Sue's guarantee of survival in the wilderness, and after losing the pistol, the modified rifle became Sue's only weapon. And to fight the wolves, this rifle is even more of his reliance.

Sue leaned against the wall and fell asleep. In this area, Su has been wandering for five whole days, and on the map in his mind, he can clearly see the trajectory he has traveled in the past five days, a large arc, almost forming a semicircle. The area he entered now was a similar part of the map. Sue was reluctant to fight people in a completely unfamiliar area.

Half an hour later, Sue opened her eyes, and not a second was missing. At this time, the clouds in the sky closed again, and the wilderness was gray and gloomy, and the heat brought by the scorching sun just now still lingered, and the heat was still steaming under the feet when I stepped on the land.

For five days, Su Du walked for two hours and rested for half an hour, alternating day and night. He walked at a constant pace, keeping it at about ten kilometers per hour. Of course, Su's speed was much more than ten kilometers, and this was done so that the wolves that were following behind him misjudged. In critical moments, perhaps the slightest mistake can turn the tide of battle.

The wolves are getting closer and closer to Su, but they haven't met Sue yet, and Su doesn't know where these wolves came from. When Su finishes a big circle, he may be able to find some clues from the traces left by the wolves.

There was still plenty of time, and Sue slowly moved her body. His skin trembled slightly, and a faint pinprick was constantly felt on it, a sign of danger, indicating that the people behind him had never given up tracking him. Many beasts have a natural instinct for danger, and Sue is not inferior to most beasts in this regard, if not surpassed. After choosing the ability domain of the occult, the sense of danger is even more acute. Perhaps this is one of the lesser-known benefits of the occult.

Sue began to gather her equipment and looked at the map in her head, thinking about her next route. When he saw the K7 base on the map, Su's heart suddenly jumped. Regardless of where these wolves come from, judging by the time and location of their appearance, the K7 base is the most likely www.biquge.info of the Billy Pavilion.

Su walked out of the small building, walked out of a few kilometers, and suddenly turned in a direction, and slanted towards the K7 base.

Less than 90 kilometers from Sue, Raikna and the others found some of the latest traces under a large tree. The part-time electronic expert opened the map, which was no worse than Su's, and it was impressively marked with Su's route these days, almost exactly the same. The electronics expert marked the latest location, and an almost complete semicircle appeared on the map.

On this map, there are several places marked with red X, which is very scarlet.

"He's definitely spotted us, cunning fellow, and wants to take us around in circles." Raikna said with a sneer. He glanced at the electronics expert and asked, "Is that thing reliable?" ”

The electronics expert looked up and said sternly, "Except for Lord Oberen, there should be no one in our team who can discover and destroy my device. ”

Raikna's face was obviously a little unpleasant, but he didn't have a seizure, but looked at the map and said coldly, "If this guy really wants to go around with us, I hope you can give him a big enough surprise." ”

Lekona looked at the hunter again and asked with a little dissatisfaction, "Can't we be faster?" ”

The hunter was studying the marks left on the ground when he heard Raikna ask, looked up and said, "It can't be any faster." The traces he left behind are very scarce, and it is now the limit for us to track him, and that is because of luck, there has been no extreme weather in this area recently, otherwise a passing tornado would wipe out a qiē. Looking at the time of this trace, it is estimated that the distance between us and him is less than 100 kilometers. In another three days, we should be able to get into the distance of a dispersed outflanking attack. ”

"Three more days!" Raikna was obviously extremely dissatisfied with this answer, but it was pointless to blame a third-order hunter, Lecona himself had no replacement, and it was impossible for a fourth-order hunter to come and serve as his subordinate.

"Let's keep chasing! And, as before, with a qiē method, provoke him and let him come to us himself. Now take a 30-minute break, and in 30 minutes the whole team will go! Raikna gave the order.

The servants set up a collapsible marching pot, poured rations into the pot, and filled it with water. There is a switch under the pot that at the touch of a button, a high-temperature flame derived from solid fuel can boil the ration in three minutes. Each pot is equipped with one kilogram of fuel, which is enough for a month.

Rigore slowly ate his share of rations, and he was not in a hurry because he had ten minutes to eat anyway. In the past few days of cooperating with Lekona and Oberen, Rigoray has been watching from the sidelines, silently remembering the details of what he has seen. Both Raikna and Oberenne were very talented young men, and six of their ten followers were third-order abilities, and the rest were second-order. From a rough point of view, such a lineup can also be taken out by Roxerland, but it is a second-order ability, and it is also a professional who is also a biochemical expert and an electronics expert, and there are only a few people in the entire Roxerland company, and this kind of compound talent is in a high position in the company's headquarters. How can they be like these people in front of them, who are almost indistinguishable from slaves?

In addition, the equipment of the Dark Dragoon is exquisite, simple, and practical, and almost all of them contain technology beyond the capabilities of Roxerland. For example, this marching pot, Roxserland cannot produce it on its own. Metallurgy, electronics and mechanical finishing are fine, but high-efficiency solid fuels are far beyond the company's scientific capabilities.

Three minutes to cook, two minutes to divide meals, ten minutes to eat, and fifteen minutes to rest, the team's movements are as precise as clockwork. After following Sue in circles in the wilderness for five days, all the buggies were discarded due to lack of fuel. Moreover, due to the speed of the car, the trace of Su is often lost, and the efficiency is not as good as that of the foot march.

For fifteen minutes, Rigore slept soundly, and as soon as the alarm clock rang, he jumped up energetically. There was some respect in Raikna's gaze as he looked at Rigore. After five days of continuous tracking, even those third-order servants began to look tired, only Raikna, Oberen, and Rigolei did not show any tiredness.

Night soon fell, and the cold wind dispelled the heat of the day.

Su stood quietly, staring at the K7 settlement a kilometer away. In the deep darkness of the night, at this distance, even with his faint vision, only a rough outline could be faintly seen.

The wind was blowing, and the smell of rancid smell swept through the nose. You can smell it all the time in the wilderness, but tonight it's a bit stronger, and much fresher than the scents wafting around in the wilderness.

The K7 settlement was silent. Although it is usually at this time, most of the people in the settlement should be asleep. But there will still be a small number of people who are active, anesthetizing their nerves in alcohol, drugs and **. Tonight's K7 is too quiet.

Night is Sue's domain. He removed the modified rifle, loaded the bullet, and dove towards K7 like a ghost.

Every corner of the K7 settlement is stored in a map of the zài su, not flat, but three-dimensional. It can be said that Su already knows everything about the K7. K7 has about 200 inhabitants, which is neither large nor small for the size of a settlement.

The restored buildings of the settlement are in the shape of a ring, most of which is needed to protect against external dangers, and in the center is a small open space where residents usually meet or trade. The residence of the Settlement Commander, a small tin house, sits on the edge of a clearing.

Now there are more open spaces that there used to be nothing.

A three- or four-meter-long wooden pole with a corpse hanging from it, swaying back and forth in the fierce night wind. A gust of wind occasionally blew the corpse around, and by the faint glow of the night, it was recognizable as the commander of K7. A rope ran around the commander's neck and hung him from a wooden pole. But the rope didn't seem to be the cause of the Commander's death, his body was covered in burn marks, his entire body was almost charred, and a few intact limbs seemed to have been deliberately preserved, as the charred clothes were deeply embedded in them. However, his face miraculously did not show any signs of burning, and it was because of this that his expression of extreme pain before death was engraved.

Under the wooden pole is a heavy base, a base made of corpses stacked on top of each other.

Sue slowly looked at the corpses one by one, and the corpses all had one thing in common, no matter how mutilated the limbs became, the faces were well preserved, along with those expressions of despair, pain, anger, and screams. Some of these faces are familiar to Su, and some are very unfamiliar, but they should all be residents of K7. According to a rough estimate, there were about forty corpses piled up under the wooden poles. The corpses were highly decomposed, and from time to time maggots of unspeakable size burrowed in and out of the carrion. It seems that these people have been dead for some time.

In the silent clearing, Su stood alone, like an immortal resentful spirit in a cemetery.

Not just the central open space, but many of K7's houses are emitting a fresh rancid stench. The entire K7 has been turned into a graveyard, with only a few faint breathing sounds still eliminating.

He slowly leaned down and pulled up the charred arm of a corpse. At the tentacle, the charcoal ash immediately flew, obviously the flesh and blood had been completely burned through, but at the end of the charcoal ash, there was still a thin layer of flesh sticking to the bones. Strangely, the outer layer of the arm has been completely charred, but the inner layer of flesh and blood is quite intact. This shows that the temperature of the flame burned on the corpse is extremely high, far exceeding that of ordinary flames, in order to completely char the flesh in a short period of contact. Su thought for a moment before standing up.

Su didn't move the corpse on the open ground again, but gently pushed open the door of a shack next to him, and he could see a thin old man sitting in the shack, hearing the voice, he turned his head to look at the door, his cloudy gaze slid over Su, but there was no reaction. In a shack of only a few square meters, in addition to this old man, there were three corpses, a man, a woman and a child. The corpses had long since decomposed, and the stench was thick everywhere in the shack, but the old man was unaware of it.

Su disappeared like a ghost, and the old man still sat still.

At this time, those who remained in K7 were all old people who could not move, and they had to wait here to die. The survivors have long since left, and in fact it is a settlement with little nostalgia other than relative safety. When K7's corpse begins to decompose, the plague will quickly take the lives of those who dare to linger. This has never changed, old or new.

As Su was about to leave, he suddenly stopped, and what caught his attention was the sound of the night wind churning the print.

In the pile of corpses in the clearing, a corner of a book was exposed, which seemed very abrupt.

Su slowly untied the bandage on her right hand, and her long, slippery fingers lightly touched the cover of the book before slowly pulling it out from under the corpse. This palm-sized booklet, about a centimeter thick, is beautifully made in black hard cover, and bears the title of the book in gilded Gothic script: Revelation.

Turning the cover open, the title page was written in beautiful and ornate flowers: "May the lost traveler rest in peace from now on." ”

The signature is: Oberen.

Sue closed the book of revelation, placed it in front of the pile of corpses, and disappeared into the night.

In the night, thirteen men marched like wolves in the wilderness. And the real king of the night in this land, the pack of rotten wolves, seemed to smell the smell of danger and disappeared without a trace.

The hunter who had taken the lead suddenly stopped, carefully discerned the marks on the ground, sniffed in the wind, and said, "He has changed direction here." ”

Raikna looked in the direction of the hunter's finger, which was in the direction of K7, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Looks like our trap is going to work." ”

As if smelling blood, the wolves turned around and began to speed up slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was getting brighter.

In the faint morning light, Sue saw the Falcon Manor a few kilometers away. Without the help of high-level vision enhancement, you can also see the twelve wooden stakes erected at the entrance of the manor, and the twelve bodies worn on the wooden stakes.

Su didn't pause, and still ran at a constant speed to the gate of the manor, and then stopped.

That night, the twelve rough men at the table stared at him with blazing eyes, all here. The fourth from the left is the leader of the Falcon, and it seems that the opponent does not look up to him because of the leader's size or first-order ability, but just randomly intervenes with everyone.

No one had ever been burned by the flames this time, but the pain didn't lessen much. The trail of blood flow from the stake had dried up, indicating that they were still alive when they were pierced through the stake from below.

All the houses on the estate were burned, littered with ashes and collapsed ruins. From time to time, sticking limbs could be seen in the rubble, and more were charred objects that were so black that they could not be discerned. Judging by the number of remnants, some of the old people, children and women were buried in the fire, while others were missing, whether they were driven away or died somewhere else.

Under the first stake on the left, there is a somewhat familiar black-covered apocalypse. When opened, the title page reads, "Immortality by ideals, salvation by return."

The signature is still Oberen, and the same beautiful and ornate lettering.

Sue caressed the name Oberen, and the sharp touch of her fingertips could even feel the steadiness and strength of that hand when she signed the name.

"Oberen......" Sue silently recited the name in her heart, putting the apocalypse back in its place.

His gaze fell on the falcon leader's feet. There was a wine bottle tilted upside down, and there was a small half-bottle of cloudy liquid in it. Judging by the style of the bottle and the logo that is no longer clearly visible, this should be a bottle of wine from an old era.

That night, when the falcon leader took out the bottle, there were only two-thirds left in the bottle. Half of this wine, which had entered Sue's mouth that night, had become the reward for a mission, and the other half was now in Sue's presence.

Sue walked towards the bottle. After only one step, he suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked in all directions. Sue's chest began to tighten, his heart beat faster, the blood around his body couldn't stop flowing, and his body temperature was rising rapidly. And his short pale blonde hair kept undulating, as if it was being blown by the wind. And at the moment, there is no wind at all.

It's a feeling of extreme danger, and it's getting closer!

The cloudy liquor in the bottle suddenly boiled, and the bottle rose off the ground without warning, flying diagonally. As soon as half a meter was translated, the bottle was full of cracks, and then exploded!

In Su Bi's eyes, all the scenery was distorted, and there seemed to be several jet engines roaring at the same time in his ears, and the strong sound waves were distributed from dozens of ultra-low frequencies to hundreds of thousands of ultra-high frequencies, instantly hitting Su's body!

Hundreds of wounds appeared on the falcon leader's corpse in an instant, initially just thin and barely visible slits, but then opened and became countless wounds of varying depths. The Falcon Leader's blood had long since dried up, and as soon as the wound appeared, hundreds of pieces of carrion flew in the air, like pale or cyan moths. There were also many wounds on the corpses that were closer to him, but they were much less and shallower than those on the Falcon Leader. The farther away the corpse, the fewer scars there are on it.

However, Sue withstood almost all of the sonic damage! His cloak was shattered into hundreds, shreds of his clothes and bandages were flying in the air, the handguard of his rifle crackled and was covered with countless cracks, and even the sturdy barrel had many more blue-white scratches.

Like the Falcon Leader, Sue had hundreds of criss-crossing threads on his body. A large amount of plasma immediately gushed out of the thin line, and then the thin line opened, revealing the red and white flesh inside, and some of the staggered wounds, a whole piece of flesh fell off!

Su has become a bloody man in an instant!

Sue slowly lowered her arms to protect her face. At the moment when the mutation suddenly appeared, Su covered his head and face with his arms, but he couldn't care about anything else. His arms were covered with blood, only his face and eyes were still unharmed, but blood was beginning to ooze from the bandages on his ears, and his ears were too delicate for the onsonic attack.

Sue just stood, looking at where the bottle exploded. There was a circuit board no bigger than a fingernail, with charred edges. The deadly sound waves, as well as the life-sensing devices, are integrated into such a small and inconspicuous circuit board.

Such a trap, such a technology, Su has never seen before.

Su slowly raised his hand, grabbed the fragment of the wine bottle that only exposed one corner on his chest, and pulled out the fragment embedded in the sternum with the strength of his hand. As soon as he exerted his strength, a large amount of blood gushed out from his arms and half of his body, and the shiny red blood flowed down his body, forming a pool of blood at Su's feet.

The glass rubbed against the bones, making a sharp and piercing sound, and only then did he reluctantly break away from the flesh and blood in Sue's chest. This is the bottom of the bottle, and there is a pool of blood on it, stained with a little minced meat.

Sula lowered the bandage on her face, raised the bottom of the bottle to her mouth, stretched out her soft and flexible tongue, and licked and sucked the blood mixed with the liquor on the bottom of the bottle. On the tip of his tongue came bursts of bloody sweetness, mixed with the strong smell of wine, and grains of minced meat.

And he drank it to the fullest, with wine, and with blood, and with flesh.

Sue leaned over and placed the clean bottom of the bottle at the Falcon Leader's feet. This cup of blood wine is the final payment for the mission he promised to falcons!

Su Bise's pupils became bottomless, and he leaned down, picked up the pieces of flesh on his body scattered on the ground one by one, and put them in his mouth piece by piece. He was very careful, and he didn't let go of even the slightly larger meat foam. In the end, Su Fu was on the edge of the pool of blood formed by his own blood, like a beast, licking and eating his own blood one by one!

Su needs the body lì, and the body lì comes from food, and the best food at this time is your own flesh and blood.

When Sue stood up again, all that remained on the ground was a dark soil. He was no longer bleeding, but the hundreds of wounds were still slightly open like small mouths, and the wounds turned out of the white flesh.

The whole world was silent to Sue. His ears could no longer hear anything, the world in front of him flashed with different colors from time to time, and the thousands of nerves in his mind were jumping endlessly, tearing and painful. Still, he smelled danger in the sudden wind.

Su tore apart the clothes that could no longer be tattered, and then pulled them into strips of cloth, and wrapped two pieces of ceramic shrapnel around his body one after the other, barely covering some of the wounds. He dropped a piece of equipment, took only twenty handmade rounds of ammunition, and lifted his rifle.

Instead of fleeing into the distance, Sue greeted the wolves.

At this moment, he is not only a wounded lone wolf, but also a mercenary who has taken over the task.