Intense pain came from the front half of his arm, waking the guard officer from his near-death trance and relieving him that he wasn't dead.

He was relieved to know that the end of being devoured by the dark monster with that bloody mouth was just a phantom in his mind. But he still knew that now was not the time to relax, and that the enemy hiding in the darkness was closing in, and it only took one more blow to kill him.

It is said that when humans are dying, memories of the past come to their minds like a marquee, both good and bad. And for the guard officer lying on the ground, there is no nostalgia for the past in his mind.

All that fills my mind is the anticipation of the terrible outcome I am about to face, and every possibility is more miserable than I had predicted. The sharp pain that spread throughout his body made him unable to struggle, and the monster that threw him to the ground was already approaching him, and despair had filled his body.

However, it was clear that the enemy had approached him, but he still did not recognize the shape of the "monster". It was completely hidden in the shadows cast by the building, and the officer could only feel the stench of blood emanating from its top to bottom.

There was no life in sight in the thick darkness, and with his current physical condition, he couldn't escape from such a situation, even if he wanted to fight back with the mechanic gun in his hand.

In just a split second, he thought of countless possibilities, all of which corresponded to an unfortunate ending. But what was even more unfortunate than these expectations was that he had almost given up resistance, perhaps knowing that even resistance would be useless.

He has never been an optimist, and he knows that optimism alone will not be rewarded positively. In his opinion. Optimism is not equated with a good life, but at best it is a state of mind that allows people to accept adversity.

Whether you are facing luck or misfortune. He only maintained an indifferent attitude, because he had long been self-aware and knew where the limits of his abilities were. than mentality. He placed more emphasis on action, even if it didn't bring much in return.

At this point, he had already come to his senses - the realization of the impending end of death, he knew very well that he would not be spared, but for some reason he was still thinking about what could change the situation. As long as there is still a life, he will not give up his efforts, and this mentality may only be the object of his ridicule in ordinary times.

He himself was surprised by the current reaction, if it was his usual time, he might have to give up his efforts. But perhaps it is also affected by the two feelings of "regret" and "despair", and the brain that is not paralyzed by pain is still thinking about how to survive.

The approaching monster seemed to be laughing at his powerlessness, step by step. As if deliberately applying pressure, he slowly approached the front of the security officer. The body that fused with the darkness looked larger than all the monsters it had ever seen, and it exuded a terrifying and vicious aura.

No matter how much you struggle, it is pointless, and its existence seems to be to prove it, as if the claws the size of a door panel are raised high, and the next second it is about to slap the guard officer into a pulp.

So the "miracle" happened just right - maybe Lady Luck hadn't given up on him, or maybe his fate was arranged in this way. Anyway, just as he wanted to use the last bit of strength to raise the mechanic's gun to fight back, a force suddenly dragged him into the rubble behind him.

The machine hanging on the shoulder was thrown to the other side of the street corner in the impact, and it bounced several times before stopping. The colleague on the other side was still shouting "What's wrong with you!" However, the security officer, dragged into the rubble by the enormous force, was no longer able to respond.

Rumble!

At the same time, there was a loud roar near where he had fallen earlier, sounding as if a heavy cement slab had been smashed by a battering ram. A low roar echoed all around, and even the ground shook from the loud bang.

He was already seriously injured. Now he was dragged into the rubble, and the guard felt that the bones of his whole body were screaming, as if they were about to fall apart on the spot. Nevertheless. He still struggled to support his body and looked in the direction of the loud noise.

A giant with a white beard stood on one side of the street with his back to him, and the black monster that was about to pounce on him was actually beaten to the other end of the street. In the hands of this giant. He was also hugging a stained pillar that required two people to hold on.

He wears a "garment" that seems to be made of whole cloth. The strange lines on it seem to depict words with supernatural powers. In the darkness, the lines shone with a dim white glow, dispelling all the anomalous magic around the giant.

"Tsk, it's an exaggerated destructive power, but fortunately I don't need to fight this monster now. Suddenly, he heard a woman's voice behind him as if laughing at herself, and there seemed to be a slight strange breath in her breathing, "As for you, if you still want to live, stay here a little quieter." ”

It was only then that the officer realized that what had dragged him away from his place was a crimson snake tail, and the cold body cut through his skin, making him shiver.

And the giant man who was fighting the enemy, I am afraid that it is not appropriate to call him a "giant", because he is not a human, but a strong Gulnius. His frame was bigger than anyone the Guards had ever seen before, and his wrists alone were as thick as the Guard's thighs.

In a moment, the beast that had been sent to the other end of the street by Gulnius quickly got up and pounced on him with its huge front paws. Although the guard still couldn't see the monster's figure clearly, he could discern the silhouette of fangs and claws moving in the faintly moving shadows.

He could only perceive a compelling smoky wind blowing towards his face, almost making people's noses lose their sense of smell, and the smell of blood rushed along with the huge black body.

"Hmph—that's it. ”

Seeing the black at the end of the horizon cascading like ocean waves, the strong Gulnius didn't care, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth. I saw him take a step forward, lift the pillar he held in his arms to his shoulder, and then slam into the direction used by the black tide.

Rumble!

There was another terrifying thud, and for a moment the sound spread around him, and the guard almost suspected that his ears were going to be deaf. The magic in the air seemed to be activated by a blow from Gulnius at this point, crashing into the monster in the direction of the pillar's push.

Suddenly, the layers of magic power finally condensed into an irresistible force, knocking the black monster that rushed like a wave into the air again. In the diffuse white light, the guard officer saw for the first time what the "monster" that rushed out of the darkness looked like.

However, he immediately regretted it, and it was better to see it forever than to see it, otherwise there would not have been an unbearable feeling of nausea that replaced the fear. Such an ugly form can only be seen in the depths of nightmares, and fragments of the human body emerge from time to time in the entangled darkness.

But Gulnius didn't care what the enemy was like, and he wouldn't back down because of his ugly appearance—it only made his fighting spirit boil even more. Furious rage enveloped in surging power, and with his swinging "pillar" slammed into the enemy once more.

The whole piece where he hit the pillar exploded, and the splattered flesh was directly burned by the surging magic in the air. This Gulnius exudes an astonishing momentum, and no matter what the enemy is, it can't break through his side.

There was another roar, and a large chunk of the body that had coalesced with darkness and flesh was torn off, and fragments of internal organs covered in black mud rolled out of the broken wound. If he were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have lost his fighting spirit because of the appearance of the enemy, but this stimulated Gulinius to speed up the offensive again.

After a while, the dark monster had been cornered by Gulnius, and most of its body had been shattered by his attack. The guard felt that most of the pain in his body had subsided, and tried to sit up with his bruised body.

However, in an instant, there was a sharp pain in his limbs that almost tore his body, causing him to fall to the ground again, and the pain that had just disappeared immediately flowed through the hundreds of limbs. An intoned whimper came out of his throat, and the guard fell weakly.

"You'd better be honest and lie on the ground, for I'll be in trouble if I die. ”

The woman with the lower body of a snake put her head in front of the guard with a bored face, and whispered unhappily, "I can calm you down with something if you wish, but I dare not promise you that there will be any after-effects." ”

It was a naked threat, but the feeble guard didn't even have the strength to protest - in fact, a few steps back, even if he could make a voice of protest, would not help. The half-human, half-snake woman didn't pay any attention to him, just watched around vigilantly.

And at the end of the street, Gulnius had already knocked the monster to the ground with a huge pillar in his hand, which was several times his size. Heavy impacts slammed into every part of its body again and again, crushing the creature framed by human flesh and blood. (To be continued......)