Chapter Seventy-Four: I Can't Do Anything
"You must die!"
"Bang!"
With the scream of the woman's soul piercing, Dunn was tossed away by an invisible force and slammed into the opposite wall.
But before that, a large number of black, cold, slippery filaments were like tentacles that bound Megoos tightly in place.
Megoos, who barely looked like a human anymore, was struggling, his left and right shoulders protruding with flesh and blood, a mixture of veins and tendons, round like a child's head.
Above these two "heads", there are cracks that are spreading rapidly, and it seems that they are about to turn into eyes.
Evil gods are being born.
At the same time, Klein and Leonard quickly broke out of the partition.
Klein didn't go to see Leonard, and he didn't have that idle time.
He just rushed forward with the dagger given by the embers, and a sliding shovel came up behind Megoos, who was tied in place.
"Light!"
Then he leaped into the air, spat out a word in Old Hermes, and plunged the dagger into one of the heads.
However.
It's not an egg.
……
"Where's Will Onsetin?"
When Ember returned to the ward, the room was empty, which made him frown slightly and ask the nurse who was cleaning up in the ward.
"In the operating room."
The nurse glanced at Ember, focused her gaze on his face, and whispered back, "Dr. Allen is operating on him, sir, are you Little Will's brother?" ”
"It's not."
Ember shook his head.
After asking the nurse for the location of the operating room, he turned around and left the room and walked in the direction of the operating room.
Outside the operating room, Will Onsetin's father, Mr. Onsetin, was anxiously waiting.
He kept pacing back and forth in the corridor outside the operating room, and from time to time he looked nervously into the operation.
Even through a closed door, he couldn't see anything.
But after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but look away.
He was afraid that the doctor would come out later and tell him the bad news.
Even if today's surgery wasn't complicated, even if it was the best surgeon in the hospital who operated on Will.
Ember looked at the nervous Ann Setin in silence.
He knew that this was an ordinary father who was worried about his son's safety.
After a moment's hesitation, he walked to the operating room.
But instead of breaking in, he sat down on a bench in the hallway.
Not waiting for Will, but waiting for Furth.
Although Will should be able to be used to burn for a long time.
But before the world came to an end, he wouldn't be mad enough to put a little child in the first place.
At least it has to be second, right?
……
"We saved Tingen."
Dunnsmith turned his head sideways and looked at Klein, his pale face with a gentle, relaxed smile, and his voice as mellow as ever. After saying that, he felt like he was back in his twenties, and he was no longer so calm and no longer so serious, and he squeezed his left eye at Crane.
But in the next second, the heart in St. Selena's urn stopped beating, turned into a bright point of light, and dissipated in all directions.
Dunn's eyes lost their brilliance, and he fell backwards, letting go of his hands and letting the urn fall to the ground.
Leonard watched all this in pain, and only Crane smiled with relief.
However, in the next second, he only felt a pain in his chest.
A slightly pale palm pierced through his left chest, stained with blood.
Crane's thoughts drifted away, his eyes almost lost focus, and his breathing gradually stopped.
In the last moments of his life, he saw a pair of shiny leather boots and a hand that was leaning down, slightly pale.
It held the urn of St. Selena.
"No!"
Leonard's pupils shrank, and he watched with anger and pain.
But the pain on his body made him unable to move.
And the figure holding the urn, he only glanced at Leonard faintly.
He didn't even kill him, he just disappeared in an instant after taking the urn.
He didn't want to delay even a second here, because any second of delay could turn into a 'coincidence' and be fatal.
Not to mention.
A mere sequence 8 is unlikely to pose any threat to him.
Letting him live is the greatest pain and suffering for him.
As for why you killed Klein?
That's purely because this kid has disrupted his plans too many times, and killing him is just a simple personal vendetta.
Leonard watched as this all happened.
Watching the captain and Crane die tragically one after another, he watched the figure glance at himself with disdain and left-
He didn't even bother to kill himself.
This was a great insult to his pride.
But this humiliation was soon overshadowed by pain and remorse.
He staggered to the corpses of Dunn and Crane, and finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Leonard's legs went limp, and he fell to his knees, his green eyes full of pain.
Tear after tear ran across his face, washing away the blood and dust.
"Bang!"
"I can't do anything!"
Leonard roared and clenched his fists and slammed into the floor.
Constantly pounding the floor and crying.
Until, a gentle voice came from his ear.
"It's noisy."
A dull ache in his heart caused Dunn to cough twice in discomfort, and he didn't forget to complain in a joking way.
He didn't know why he didn't die, maybe it was because of the blessing of the goddess, maybe it wasn't.
But who cares?
He knew that this was undoubtedly the best outcome, and everyone was safe and sound.
"Leonard, how do you ......"
Dunn got up from the ground, and he saw Leonard's look of surprise and saw the tears on his face.
But soon, his eyes were drawn to another person.
That's Klein.
It was the last person he saw before he died.
He just lay quietly on the floor, looking like he was asleep, and everything seemed extremely harmonious.
But the huge void in his left chest that blurred his flesh and blood undoubtedly ruined all this.
"Why ......"
Dunn's pupils shrank sharply, and he staggered back two steps in disbelief.
Leonard looked at Klein's corpse with hope, and he believed hopefully that the other party would stand up in the next second.
Just like Dunn, who was thought to be dead, he suddenly jumped up and startled them.
They just waited quietly, waiting for a miracle to happen.
It's a pity.
A miracle, if it really is that cheap, will never be called a miracle.
"Dada-da-da!"
Behind him came the sound of a quick run, it was the members of the 'Substitute Punisher' and the 'Machine Heart' who had come to support.
But neither Dunn nor Leonard looked back, they just looked at the corpse.
His eyes went from hopeful to dark, deadly.
Dunn subconsciously touched the ring on his right index finger.
The emerald ring, which had mottled scratches and a dull luster, was now as dark as petrified.
A second before Dunn touched it, it suddenly turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.
Dunn suddenly closed his eyes in pain.
He had apparently understood something.
"I can't do anything!"
"Bang!"
Dunn slammed his fist into the broken wall on the second floor, and his eyes were full of pain and hatred at the moment, even though he had always been gentle.