The sound of the wall collapsing could be heard from afar.

In the darkness, the dome trembled, and the dim candle flame swayed with the faint turmoil, and the dust fell and fell on the face, bringing a faint tingling.

In the enclosed shelter, the frightened crowd let out a suppressed scream.

A shrill hissing sounded faintly, and through the thick earth, I could feel them getting closer and closer, hovering over the ruins of the town.

Here they are.

In the silence, even the wheezing became piercing and terrifying, and the evacuees held their breath, only the sound of collapse overhead continued to be heard.

The whole town was enveloped by this sudden calamity.

'God'......'

In a state of suffocation, the priest prayed desperately.

The survivors huddled in the darkness and closed their eyes-

This is the frontier of the human world, a place of light and bleakness.

Tonight is destined to be the darkest time for the town, where death, calamity, and turmoil have arrived.

Demons and beasts descended without warning, traps outside the town could not stop them, and the walls and garrisons were as fragile as tissue paper.

The alarm bell was sounded, a blessing in misfortune, and it rang seventeen times, waking up the sleeping townspeople. They opened their eyes and saw the burning town, and the demons in the streets.

In the end, only a few dozen people had the opportunity to hide in the church's shelter, and other than that, the rest ...... They can only be reduced to food for demons.

"They're all done......"

Someone whispered.

The survivors sat abruptly on the ground, looking at each other with fear in their eyes, suppressing their breathing.

Through the heavy iron gates, something was approaching.

It was the sound of demons wreaking havoc on the town, following the smell of blood to prey on their prey. The roars of wild beasts and the screams of humans came one after another.

"Mom, I'm scared. ”

In the darkness, the muffled cries of children were heard. Immediately, his mother covered his mouth, and tears fell on his cheeks:

"Don't be afraid, not afraid...... The demons are gone, don't be afraid. ”

Are they really all gone?

There was a deep trepidation in everyone's eyes, for the voice still lingered above their heads. Through the heavy soil and layers of stone slabs, the group of demons still lingered on the ground.

They are soaked in blood. But they were not satisfied, and there was still a residual breath lingering on the ruins, making them greedily patrol the existence of any living person, even if it was 'digging three feet into the ground'.

Rumble!

The towering bell tower collapsed and smashed to the ground, sending a roar and flying dust.

Deep underground, the crowd in the sanctuary once again erupted in a suppressed scream. The crowd faltered, and someone was pushed to the ground, snorting. Curled up in pain, unable to stand up.

"Y-Are you alright?"

The panicked man was at a loss. The woman was stunned for a moment, and squeezed out a pale smile that had some kind of magic that fascinated the man.

"Look at what?

The bloated woman snorted coldly, dragged her man past, and when she looked at her, she showed a look of disgust. Full of disgust.

It's like looking at something dirty.

The woman on the ground froze, as if realizing that she was unpopular. She curled up in the corner, her head bowed deeply.

The fiery red hair fell from the shoulders, like a faint flame, and the candle flame shone brightly, revealing a strange beauty.

The men couldn't help but look at it, even at such a dangerous time. I can't help but give the soul and the soul with greed, and the eyes are greedy.

"She shouldn't have been let in. ”

The bloated woman looked at her pitiful appearance coldly, her expression full of jealousy: this slut is still showing off......

The red-haired woman heard her and curled up cautiously in the corner. The pale face struggled to squeeze out a flattering smile, and a muffled voice came out of his mouth.

"......Uhh Woo ah......"

She's a mute.

The bloated woman was stunned for a moment, but when she saw her bulging lower abdomen, her expression was even more disgusted, and she scolded coldly:

", son. ”

The red-haired woman was stunned for a moment, her pale expression darkened, and she suppressed her painful breathing.

"Don't be afraid, kid. ”

The priest wrapped his rosary around her hand with a look of compassion: "God will protect you." ”

Her body shuddered a little, she lowered her head and grabbed the rosary hard, as if God would really protect her-

This woman came here last winter.

Not through caravans and post roads, she came from the direction of the dark world.

At noon that day, the hunter saw her through the mire. She was dressed in tattered white clothes, walking barefoot in the mud, dying.

Everyone thought that the red hair was like an ember of flames, and the beautiful one was like a gift from a demon.

"She must be cursed. People who saw her couldn't help but think so.

No one knows how she got out of that unknown darkness. She's mute, she can't speak, she can't write, and there's no one here to write.

It can be seen that she wandered for a long time, and in the end, she stayed here.

The town 'selflessly' accepted her - as long as she was willing to sell her body, she could get a precious ration.

She has no money, she doesn't have the ability to make a living, and if she wants to live, she has to give something.

At first she would have resisted, but then she wouldn't.

Maybe it's resigned to fate.

"She volunteered. "Everybody says that.

After that, her belly grew bigger day by day. No one knew whose child she was pregnant. All the men here have coveted her beauty, once loved this **, and forgot about their own vulgar and bloated wife......

She's so beautiful.

The young priest quietly looked at her face, his throat couldn't help but swallow, and his eyes, bound by the precepts, couldn't help but be eager to try.

"Don't be afraid, God will bless your ......"

He reached out to touch her cheek.

The roar repelled his thoughts-

The earth shook, and some walls were knocked down, and there was a roar. The roar of the beast echoed in the darkness, and the faint screams of the beast.

In the shelter. The faces of the people turned pale.

These are all hallucinations, right? Through the heavy iron gates, no sound can be transmitted through them. But the voice just sounded, because of fear, so it echoed in everyone's hearts.

It made them take their breath away.

The demon's voice seemed to be approaching? What were they attracted to, the smell of fear behind the iron gates?

Or is it because of that painful whimper?

Because of the wailing?

Everyone was stunned and looked behind them. I saw the woman curled up on the ground, whimpering in pain.

Her face was pale, covering her mouth, suppressing the pain, but she couldn't suppress the voice of **.

The scarlet color spread from her lower body, staining the shabby dress red...... It was blood water.

"She's going to give birth?"

It finally dawned on them.

Damn, she broke the fetal water when she fell, and now the baby is about to be born!

The pain of tearing filled her body. She trembled, so hard trying to suppress the urge to scream.

Tears flowed down his pale face.

The demon's hiss gradual.

"It's her voice......"

Someone whispered in fear.

"Stop. The bloated woman's face changed suddenly: "Don't scream, do you want to kill us?!"

"Don't scream!"

"Do you want to let her have a baby here?"

"Strangled her ......"

Someone whispered, "Don't let this slut hurt us all." ”

In an instant, all sounds were gone.

People were stunned.

In the long silence, the crowd just stared at her, but the fear in her eyes was ignited and turned into a beast-like light.

Only. And so it did...... Right?

Someone subconsciously took a step forward.

The red-haired woman was stunned as she saw the crowd coming up. His expression became fierce, vicious, as if he was about to do something.

"I'm sorry. ”

The woman holding the child looked at her with a hollow look in her eyes and pretended to be cruel: "My child is only two years old...... I'm sorry, he can't die yet. ”

"Whew. Woo ah......"

She finally understood what was going to happen. She screamed, shook her head vigorously, and moved backwards little by little until the heavy gate behind her stopped.

There is no escape.

Those indifferent eyes fell on her, with a hideousness. Whispering:

"She shouldn't have been let in!"

"It's all your fault, you have to give birth to that child. ”

"Don't blame us, if that damn seed wasn't born......"

The red-haired woman burst into tears, grabbed a man's trouser leg hard, and knelt down in pleading, "Woo...... Woo ah......"

"Don't, don't touch me. ”

The man staggered back as if he had seen a ghost, with a hideous look in his fearful eyes: "Slut, do you want to kill me?!"

She was kicked down, the rosary in her hand broke, rolled all over the ground, and landed at the priest's feet.

The priest looked at her fiery red hair, and his eyes moved and moved.

He felt that he should do something to redeem this poor woman and represent God. But in those fierce eyes, he couldn't move. He could no longer find the lambs who prayed weakly, and the lambs were mad, more terrible than the wild beasts.

"Wait, wait!"

He struggled to make a sound, then frightened by the look he looked, like a nightmare.

"She's going to kill us all. ”

The woman with the child in her arms looked at him coldly, and her voice was hoarse: "Can't you hear?

"There are other ways, I have ...... way"

He blocked them, his expression pale and hesitant, and he looked back at the desperate woman on the ground, his expression twitching:

"Don't be afraid, God will protect you. ”

He hesitated and removed the emblem from his neck. The emblem lit up, illuminating his pale face and dark pupils.

"Just knock the child out, knock it out, and you'll be pure......"

The priest muttered to himself, looking at her, mesmerized by the red hair.

She froze, struggling to step back, terrified of his approach.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you. ”

The priest squeezed out kindness in his convulsive expression. Place the emblem in front of her: "Come, kiss it, and God will redeem you."

You will never suffer anymore, God will protect you. ”

She shook her head vigorously, dodging the emblem. The light of the emblem illuminated her tears and fears.

"What are you doing? I'm saving you......"

The priest's kind expression stiffened, and gradually collapsed. It became gloomy and scary. He slammed the woman's chin and forced the emblem to her lips.

"Kiss it!"

Syllable!

The emblem broke off and rolled to the ground, the light extinguished in the tumbling.

In the darkness, the priest froze. He stared blankly at the woman in front of him, at her hands, and felt the burning pain on his cheeks.

She, hit herself?

How dare she ......

"There are so many men here, only I haven't you! Only me! Only I am the only one who is really good to you!

But why don't you look at me...... You slut, you slut!"

The priest frantically choked her by the neck. His expression distorted: "I obviously want to save you! This is what you brought on yourself...... You brought it on yourself!"

The woman choked, a fuzzy ** came out of her throat, and gradually stopped moving.

Her eyes were hollow, reflecting the priest's distorted expression.

Maybe it's fate, maybe it's ......

"Dead?"

The priest staggered back and looked at his hands: she was dead...... Strangled to death by himself.

He turned around and saw the sluggish crowd and saw their eyes. His face turned pale.

"You killed her, why are you looking at me?!I—I didn't want to ......," he snorted. Incoherent: "I'm just for her good, I just want to save everyone!"

He told others this, and he told himself this, and fell to his knees weakly, not daring to look at the woman who had fallen in the corner, and the dull red hair. Can't.

In the silence, there was only silence.

The sound of the demon beast disappeared, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

People looked at each other in surprise.

"They're gone?"

"Saved. The woman holding the child made a surprised voice: "We are saved." ”

"We're alive, oh my God. We're still alive......"

"Hooray! The demon is finally gone!"

The crowd cheered and danced in celebration of the long dark night.

They forgot about the red-haired woman on the ground behind them, and the blood that flowed beneath her, and the smell of blood was strong.

They didn't see the iron door behind them, the heavy steel slowly melting like a candle.

Behind the melting rift was darkness and red eyes.

The demons who had gone and returned licked their lips and sniffed the breath of the living creatures, and then they opened their mouths as if they were laughing.

Celebrate with them.

In the midst of the crowd, the child in the mother's arms turned around and saw the hideous monsters, and was stunned, screaming and crying in fear.

The dim candle flame was silently extinguished.

In the darkness, there were screams of despair and fear, as well as hearty chewing.

The faint sound of the emblem falling to the ground sounded, and a wail came from the torn throat:

"God......"

It's pitch black here.

In the darkness, the screams and wails gradually disappeared. The feast of gluttony is coming to an end.

But suddenly a terrible roar came from the darkness beyond the sanctuary.

There was a loud roar, a roar, a shaking, a shining, and burning fire swept away, scorching the earth. The ground cracked and the vault of the sanctuary shook.

It is like a huge giant walking in the kingdom of the earth, and the thunder and wrath rain and destruction.

The destruction was magnificent, setting off waves of air, igniting fire, and spreading thunder and lightning and frost.

The loud noise gradually approached the shelter, and the burly figure tore through the iron gate and stepped into the darkness.

He was shirtless, wearing a huge horse-head mask on his head, and layers of fine notes lit up on his massive shell.

Blood gathered around him, transformed into faces, and sang wildly. In both hands, there were two flaming bone saws, and the viscous demon blood was evaporated and sneered.

The demons hissed and roared wildly.

It's like seeing a real monster.

Hoarse and roaring songs, massive monsters wield bone saws and slaughtered in the sanctuary.

Everywhere they went, the demons broke in two, shattered, shriveled, and utterly dead.

Until finally, the silence returned.

The flame of the bone saw was extinguished.

The burly monster took off his mask and showed a tired face: "Sir, we're late. ”

Behind him, an emaciated middle-aged musician looked around, a fire lit up on the arm of the steel prosthetic, illuminating the thick darkness.

The firelight illuminated his prematurely decrepitly gray hair and dull pupils.

"Look again. ”

He whispered, "Look for it again, there must be someone else ......"

He was interrupted by the sound of a baby crying.

He froze, looking into the corner in astonishment.

In a pool of blood, the baby was crying with difficulty, his voice was weak, and the cold was almost freezing his skin.

He still had an umbilical cord wrapped around him, and he was held in the arms of his dying mother, his red hair like the embers of flames.

This is the cursed child, born from the battle of demons, born of life and death and sin.

"Still alive?"

The one-armed musician was overjoyed: "There are still people alive! Where is the doctor? Hold on, ma'am, there will be ......a doctor soon."

His voice stopped abruptly because of the woman's sad and relieved eyes.

She lowered her head and kissed the baby on the cheek, and the fear and despair in her eyes were gone, as if she had acquired the most precious treasure in the world.

The baby opened its eyes and stared at her in a daze, raising its palm and caressing her cheek.

She laughed and hummed a nursery rhyme softly, full of relief and reluctance.

Cold blood flowed from under her skirt.

Massive hemorrhage.

The frenzied refugees didn't kill her, the raging demons didn't destroy her, but now, she's dying.

It's good that misfortune and darkness are gone. The pain and suffering of her long life is coming to an end, and there is no salvation or pain waiting for her......

With all her strength, she picked up the child and handed him over to the sluggish musician, her eyes solemn and pleading.

The cold steel arm clumsily picked up the child, and the middle-aged musician carefully took him, stiff and gentle, as if holding the weight of the whole world.

Looking at the musician's clumsy appearance, she couldn't help but laugh, and her expression was full of relief and peace of mind.

She reached out one last hand, her fingertips brushing over the baby's cheek, slowly gesturing the last sign language, word by word, word by word.

She said, "Please tell him that I am happy." ”

The musician was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.

So, she closed her eyes.

She's dead.

In the silence, only the baby touched her drooping cheek, and when she didn't feel the warmth, she cried out as if she knew what she had lost.

After a long time, the musician picked up the baby and got up to leave the huge tomb.

After taking two steps, he couldn't help but look back and look at the dead woman.

She was huddled in the corner, her red hair as beautiful as the embers of flames. All the pain was far away from her, so lonely, and so peaceful.

The iron gate slowly fell, and darkness engulfed her happy smile.

Everything is silent. (To be continued......)