High in the sky.

The voice of Partridge, the leader of the Glory Star, was heard.

And said to its pilot.

"Lower the height a little."

After speaking.

He looked at the two figures that rushed out of the sea of blood.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Under the dark of night.

Helicopters circled and slowly dispersed.

Slowly surround them.

One by one, the muzzles of guns poked out in the darkness.

Lock on to those two figures.

Christopher, the man with black-rimmed glasses, looked stunned.

At this time, I also reacted.

"This is the other Adeptus hiding here?"

Then his expression became excited.

"I can't imagine that there will be a surprise, let me see who they are?"

As he spoke, he flipped through the tablet in his hand, called up the database, and compared the data about the two of them that came from below.

There is no supernatural in this world that comes out of nowhere.

The dark age of the extinction of the gods has not yet arrived.

There aren't many Awakening Abilities these days.

All variants are traceable.

Especially in the Northern Continent, no supernatural person can hide from the Divine Grace Society.

Soon the data was successfully compared.

Two photos are displayed on the screen, and below is a detailed description of the two.

The corners of the man's mouth were slightly hooked.

"So old friends? A-15, B-03? ”

There was a gleam of joy in his eyes.

"I thought they would leave the Northern Continent after escaping from the laboratory, but I didn't expect them to dare to hide here, it's really good."

"Catch you, and then find that spatial powerhouse, such a great credit, maybe I can have a chance to be summoned to the temple, and even meet the great Northcote."

Thinking of this, his eyes were suddenly full of fire.

Out of his pocket was a walkie-talkie completely wrapped in black and red flesh.

At the microphone is a translucent membrane like a cicada's wing.

Through the flesh membrane, you can see the machinery with a red glimmer inside.

These mechanics are not refined.

It's even a little rough.

But the entire metal part stretched into the flesh.

It looks like a meat horn wrapped in minced meat.

Weird and hideous.

……

A middle-aged man with a scruffy beard on the ground weaves his way through the streets and alleys.

Taking advantage of the complex terrain, he constantly evaded artillery fire from all directions.

I was about to get out.

The wolves that were chasing after them suddenly retreated like a tide.

Just when he was stunned.

Boom!

A huge shadow landed steadily in mid-air.

The heavy horse's hooves smashed into cracks in the concrete floor.

Splattered rubble flew around like bullets.

It was a monster with a much larger physique.

Covered in a bloody mist.

Like a blood-colored horse.

It leapt from a distance.

A pair of bloody hooves stepped out.

A leap is more than a dozen feet.

A few overhoofs came up to him.

Huge to more than four meters long.

With a shadow that grows bigger and bigger.

Pressing heavily on him.

At the same time, the cannon barrel on the back was tongued in flames.

The storm's fire bombarded him wildly.

The man dodged the stormy strafing fire.

Stepping on the wall, he turned over and climbed to the top floor of a three-story building.

It's just that he hasn't stood firm yet.

Call!

The wind was howling behind him, and the rich smell of blood was coming, making people dizzy.

Bang!

The man couldn't dodge, and the powerful force directly blasted him away, breaking through three walls in a row before stopping.

"Phew!"

Dusty.

The man disgraced himself as he peeled open the broken bricks.

He spat out the mud and sand in his mouth.

Rise.

Just in time to see the huge monster covered in blood and mist lightly landed on the opposite side.