Chapter 1425 The Nightmare of the Dead (First Update)
The tactical gloves were covered with snow powder and mud, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and cigars.
Lara Croft heard a heavy gasp, and she kicked without looking back, but she didn't hit anything. She felt that her feet were firmly grabbed, and a pair of hands pulled her ankles to hold them.
She dragged her back desperately, and Lara Croft, who had no time to adjust her center of gravity, fell to the ground. Panic instantly attacked her mind. She subconsciously curled up to protect her head and spine from being hit, and firmly
She grabbed her HK USP pistol and kicked her unbound leg wildly. As soon as she fired a shot, the hand holding her ankle disappeared, and then a figure jumped out from the side, wearing a
The combat boot kicked her wrist.
The pain caused by the collision of metal and bone forced her to drop the gun, and tears poured out of her tear ducts unconsciously. She did not give up the fight, and the dagger tied to her thigh was immediately pulled out, but her attacker also noticed her actions
, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against her forehead, and the arm holding the dagger was only pressed by her knees.
"I'm not dead, Lara Croft!"
The man who walked out of the darkness stretched out his hand and grabbed her throat tightly with dirty, muddy, dried blood and broken nails. She could even feel the man's fingerprints. Although the light was not good,
She still saw clearly who this person was. This kind of panic was more terrifying than the physical pain, because she was sure that this person would rot in the dungeon and would never appear here - Constantine, Holy Trinity Mercenary Organization
Commander, Richard Crawford's girlfriend Anna's blood brother, a madman obsessed with religious prophecies, a madman who believed that the wounds Anna carved on his skin were stigmata. "I can't possibly appear here,
Right?" The Commander of the Holy Trinity spat out saliva with bloody foam and a ferocious expression. He pressed her firmly with his own weight, extinguishing all resistance, "I should die in the dungeon, in that
Dying alone in a place where you can never see the sun, dying next to my sister without being able to see her, right?"
The strength in his hand gradually increased, and no matter how Lara Croft used her other hand to pry his fingers or attack his face, it was of no avail. "I should enjoy this moment." He leaned down and said softly, Labor
La could almost smell the sour drug breath in his mouth. "I should enjoy this moment, and Anna should also see your death."
Lara Croft opened her mouth in vain. Her back was tense, and the pain in her throat, back, arms, knuckles and knees almost overwhelmed her, and the sharply lowered blood oxygen level almost made her lose consciousness. She didn't know
She grabbed something, but she still swung it towards Constantine's head, with the hatred of learning the truth about her father's death, the anger of survival instinct, and the almost death of her companions to Constantine during the adventure.
Hands of vengeful fire.
With blurred vision, she saw the man screaming, shouting broken and incomplete names, broken teeth and bloody saliva flying with the roar. She could no longer hear any sound, and the blood vessels in her ears were beating like war drums, almost
Her mind was overwhelmed. She couldn't hear it, but the scream made her feel cold and stinging from the bottom of her bones. When she regained her senses again, she was waving the mountaineering pickaxe in her hand wildly, her spasmodic fingers tightly holding the handle.
, even she couldn't let go. If it weren't for the looming pain in her throat, she wasn't even sure whether it was an illusion, because she didn't see any corpses or blood, and the mountaineering pick in her hand was still very...
clean.
There was no blood on the ground, just some black dust that melted and evaporated like snow flakes.
Lara Croft looked around in horror. She saw nothing but the still silent darkness.
The HK USP pistol was thrown aside. Her clothes were covered with dust, and her back and thighs were covered with needle-like cold sweat. The lack of oxygen was not fake, and the pain was not fake either. She couldn't even swallow her saliva to relieve the pain and thirst.
throat. She hurriedly crawled over and picked up the pistol, gaining the much-needed sense of security - the thing that attacked her was definitely not Constantine. She knew that Constantine was in the dungeon of the Eternal City. Even if someone could escape from the dungeon, he would not be able to escape.
Impossible to leave the Immortal City - Lara Croft doesn't know what hit her, and she doesn't know if a pistol will work, but having a weapon is better than nothing.
The pain didn't just spread to the body. Something scratched across the edge of her mind, like fingernails scratching glass, making her brain itchy and stinging. She couldn't remember what she saw. In fact, it lasted for several seconds.
What she saw in front of the clock, whether it was fantasy or not, gradually became blurry. When the black etheric matter fell, the invisible words engraved on the bookcase were emitting a light blue shimmer, but she saw nothing.
Then came the sound of gunfire.
It only took a few seconds from the initial sporadic gunfire to the continuous gunfire. Lara Croft clearly heard the gunfire coming from the next floor, and even the stone tile floor was amidst the intensive gunfire.
Trembling. She heard the gunfire of pistols and rifles, heard the tactical phrases of Holy Trinity soldiers, and saw the muzzle flash briefly illuminating the originally dark passage. She heard the dull bang of large-caliber weapons, and then the dense gunfire
It began to disappear, followed by painful screams and sudden wailing.
"The resurrected dead is one of the most basic fears of mankind." Joan of Arc raised her glass and commented, "The question is, why him? The death of that Holy Trinity commander has nothing to do with you, neither morally nor legally.
I can’t hold you responsible.”
"I don't know." Lara Croft shrugged. After drinking a glass of warm sweet wine, her body had become warm, "but the story is not over yet."
"Let me guess, the next person who appears should be your father's girlfriend and your stepmother." Bayonetta mercilessly exposed the calmness that Lara Croft had been trying to maintain, "Look
Leading her to death, and you are happy to do so, is something you dare not admit subconsciously. But your nature does not allow you to do such a thing, and this incident has left scars on your soul. Sea of Souls
It is a mirror that reflects all our emotions and thoughts. No matter how deeply hidden the secrets are, they will be faithfully reflected by the sea of soul."
"Bayonetta is right, because the curtain between the physical universe and illusion in the library is weakening. As the only intelligent creature on the other side of the mirror, your thoughts will cause ripples in the sea of ether. All your thoughts are
Reflection." Wanda stretched out her hand and showed the snake bone staff to Lara Croft. After long and heavy learning, she was no longer the beginner who couldn't even control the power in Straker Castle, at least in
Under the indoctrination of compulsory learning, her theoretical knowledge is very rich. "I command this staff by releasing my spiritual power in the ether sea. You can understand it as I manipulate my reflection to issue commands."
"This is not a third-rate horror melodrama, nor is it a magic trick."
Lara Croft was a little angry. Another android maid handed over a new glass of mulled wine at the right time. The red wine cooked with lemon, cinnamon, cloves, honey and other ingredients was very sweet and warm, very suitable for this snowy night. "
Lady, this is not a magic trick." Bayonetta said, "Something is targeting you. You are naked in that world, you show everything to them, you must learn how to control your thoughts.