Barbaros, Northern Mountains, Frontline Wasteland.

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The sunset is a yellow world.

Dead wood in the wasteland, inhabiting alone in the wilderness.

The pus-bag hound galloped, splashing a puff of dust, and the mist danced with the dust, making it difficult to distinguish the four fields of heaven and earth.

Herrela's eyes were scarlet, and blood flowed, stimulating predators in the distance.

Raise the gun and shoot again.

The hound, which was being targeted, swooped forward sharply, its slender body compressing into an incredible shape in an instant—

- The land was thrown away by the heavy claws, and the soil was splashed everywhere -

Dodge!!

Herella took a deep breath and quickly reloaded, the bullet and its slippery hand that were wet with her own blood.

Relapse!

Two shots rang out.

The hound repeated his old trick, jumping twice in a row, and deftly dodged again, but his companion fell straight to the ground and twitched—

The first bullet fired at it was just a disguise, and the second bullet fired at its companion was Herrela's real purpose.

The hideous-looking pustule hound seemed to be enraged, and roared in a low voice, and the already extremely fast running speed continued to increase!

Herrella then took aim and fired three shots in quick succession, all of which were cleverly avoided by the hound.

Damn it!

In desperation, Herrella had to abandon the hound for the time being and turn her gun to aim at the two behind her.

The bullets whizzed through the fog, one after the other, loyally rushing towards the hounds running at high speed.

Piercing the flesh and breaking out, blood dripping everywhere! Mechanics are ruthless, flesh and blood are weak!

Two more hounds whimpered and fell, and in the high-speed movement, the sudden braking made them throw them out directly by inertia!

Kill two more.

There was only one hound left, but Herrella didn't let up at all—

The very agile hound had now approached the tree where Herrela was hiding, and had even reached a dangerous distance!!

Herrella opened fire quickly, bullets rushing towards the other side, and in an instant, the hound jumped violently—

Straight for Herella in the trees!

Herrela's eyes narrowed rapidly, but the movement of her hands did not slow.

After quickly emptying the magazine, Herrella held the gun in one hand and drew her dagger from her waist in the other.

The pustule hound bared its fangs, and the viscous scarlet saliva staggered, and surged towards Herrela—

Herella took a defensive stance, holding the middle of the musket in one hand, stuck the gun horizontally into the bloody mouth, and stabbed the dagger in the other, stabbing at the hound!

With a huge momentum, the hound pounced directly on Herella on the branch-

A man and a dog suddenly fell from the towering branches of the tree and fell straight into the empty and solid earth.

"Bang la la"

The branches are ringing, and the dead trees are trembling.

"Bang!"

The dust was flying, and Herrela felt a burning pain in her back, and a feeling of pain and numbness came from her chest.

The pustule hound, which is two meters three in length, weighs heavily on Herrela's body, and his bloody mouth rushes straight to Herrela's neck with a large mouth!

"Click"

The huge difference in strength caused Herrela's musket to break against the hounds!!

Herella held the stump of the musket in her hand and poked it into the throat of the pus-hound—

Herrela's entire little arm is in it! The stump of the musket was pressed against the throat of the pus-filled hound, because it was held to the throat, and the hound could not bite it, but struggled desperately.

His limbs staggered, and his long sharp claws pierced Herrela's lower abdomen, and the entire hindpaw sank deep into Herrela's flesh.

"Ahem!"

Herrela's other hand with the dagger stabbed the pus-filled hound in the abdomen, and with great willpower, Herrella began to stir the dagger, and the hound's pus-white lungs slipped out of the wound.

One person and one dog began to hold each other to the death, and the flesh and blood of both sides were splashed, and they were struggling desperately! Herrella felt her consciousness blur and her eyes bloodshot......

No! Can't die!

She's got to get this document out!

Herrella took her last breath and slammed the hand in the hound's mouth!

The deadlock was broken, and the pustule hound's blood spurted out of its mouth along with corrosive, sour gastric juice.

Herrela still maintained her strength, desperately holding her hands......

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The reckless earth is turbid and yellow, and the deep black slowly climbs up this land—

Evening is approaching.

On the open ground, a dead tree stood in the mist.

The two figures under the tree gradually lost their lives......

I don't know how long it took, but the hound's figure swayed—

"Dip"

The huge pustule hound corpse fell on its side.

Herella, covered in blood, breathed a faint breath and opened her eyes wide, staring at the mist.

No, she had to get the job done.

She can't die if she doesn't complete the mission!

Death Guards are known for their toughness......

Herella gasped for breath and slowly cleared herself up.

- The ribs are broken, the right hand has been corroded into the hound's throat, the abdomen has been pierced, and the left leg is broken.

Fortunately, the abdomen did not hurt the organs, and the intestines flowed out.

Just rush to the command headquarters before the blood runs out......

Herrela felt for the papers in her arms—fortunately, they were intact.

Herella stuffed her intestines back and wrapped the bandage around her abdomen, and she picked up a branch under the tree as a crutch, and with great difficulty she stood up and began to hurry.

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There was a blood-red trail behind him.

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Consciousness began to blur, the scenery in front of him turned black and white, and large chunks of noise filled the eyes.

Almost there...... Almost there......

No way..... Why is it so far away?

Why is it so far away......

Herella, come on, you can.

You swear you're going to defend this place......

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Herrella couldn't feel the pain anymore, and a large expanse of black clouded her vision.

It was too dark, she thought, and Herrella took off her gas mask and threw it on the side of the road.

It's still dark...... How so......

Herella suddenly starts to get scared, what if she can't complete the mission?

She...... She suddenly became the helpless crying child again.

She's too weak..... She couldn't do anything......

No, no, no, Herella, you can, you can, you can!

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A scarecrow stands alone in a field.

Herella knew it, it was a scarecrow standing in the most marginal fields, and seeing it meant that it was close to a human settlement.

She smiled, and Herrella felt her face barely move.

If you fall here, you will be found.

Even so, Herrela's numb body walked mechanically......

She had to get the job done...... She swore to defend everyone......

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Alas?

Feel like there's someone in front of you?

Herrella wasn't sure, her vision was a blur, all large chunks of black and white.

She wasn't sure.

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"Herrela!!"

"Herrela!!"

"Herrela, hold on!! Don't die!! ”

Yes.

It's Hades' voice.

Herrela felt herself smiling, her cheeks were hot, were they tears?

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Finally, I fulfilled my vow.

Hades, look, I did it.

I'm a powerful death guard, too.

Herrella can protect everyone, too.

And, finally, we met again......

Herrela couldn't hold it anymore...... She fell......