The cold evening breeze in the dark corner poured in with the open car door. Kestrel fell in the corner, frowning on his closed eyes, and thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he was doing something that he couldn't wake up from.
It's like a nightmare.
This situation lasted for about a few minutes, and then a weak current was released from the electrode buried under the flesh, passing through his nerves and stimulating repeatedly until he woke up leisurely.
Kestrel looked at the collapse of everything in confusion. After a brief moment of daze, he whimpered in pain and struggled to get up on the ground. Then he reached behind his neck and pulled off the small cable with force.
There are also electrodes and blood buried under the skin of the neck.
This is a device called a safety device. Everyone who fights monsters will have such a thing. When the consciousness is eroded, it will release an electric current to wake him up.
However, the trigger rate of this thing is quite mysterious. Fortunately, it triggered this time, so Kestrel woke up. It felt really uncomfortable, as if someone had beaten him up, and his whole body was radiating fatigue and pain.
"What on earth... happened?"
Kestrel looked at the open door and recalled the last scene at that time. Lorenzo didn't know what he found, and suddenly rushed out. Then the Glory seemed to have hit something. The whole train stopped suddenly under the resistance, and Kestrel also
So he hit the wall and passed out.
But what did Kestrel remember? In his hazy state, he finally saw Eve opening the car door and walking out.
Eve!
Thinking of this girl, Kestrel suddenly woke up. Holding back the physical pain, he picked up the gun beside him and limped out.
Only a few people know about Eve's secret. Even Kestrel only knows a little bit about it. But just like seeing the shadow of something, you can infer the terrifying nature of it just from the shadow. The same is true for the truth.
.
Eve couldn't die here, at least not in such a meaningless way.
Thinking of this, Kestrel came to the outside world, and the entire surface of the earth was changed by the twisted flesh and blood. It was obviously an endless wilderness, but under its influence, it turned into a complex and uneven terrain.
"Where are you?"
Kestrel murmured to himself and kept scanning his eyes. Finally, he saw Eve's figure swaying on the top of a raised mountain at the end of his field of vision.
…
The eyes can see the picture, the nose can smell the breath, the touch can perceive the material of things, and the ears can understand the fluctuation of the sound.
Sometimes Eve wonders whether the so-called intuition may also be a kind of perceptual organ, just like something that cannot be sensed by conventional means. In the end, it needs this thing called intuition to observe.
At this moment, Eve was following her intuition. After the violent bumps, she staggered out alone. It was obvious that it was difficult for her to kill the demon, but she suddenly seemed not to be afraid of death, so she moved forward slowly.
Looking at the rising green light at the end of the horizon, Eve knew clearly that that was her destination, as if something was waiting for her there, calling her to come.
Everyone around him seemed to be dreaming. When he came out, everyone closed their eyes tightly and gasped slightly.
In other words, what Eve was experiencing at the moment was like a dream. After all, she had never seen such a powerful force that could change the terrain in such a short period of time. The huge flesh and blood completely exceeded her understanding of living things, and the strange green screen covered it.
Above the night sky.
All this is like an absurd dream, and the dream and reality are intertwined, so the world falls into endless madness.
There was a faint roar from a distant place, and it seemed that a creature called the demon was also roaming the land. Eve tightened her grip on the silver revolver in her hand and quickened her pace.
She didn't know exactly what was under the green light, but like a sense of ritual, she would definitely find something when she arrived, whether it was a cruel reality or a way to end the nightmare.
"Eve!"
Suddenly there was a voice from behind, and the man called to her urgently.
Eve turned back subconsciously, and then the flaming warhead passed her by. The thermite bomb released intense heat and pierced the monster that suddenly appeared behind her. The monster's whereabouts were very secretive, but it was still killed by Kestrel when it finally launched its attack.
Noticed.
The high-ranking knight showed extremely strong physical fitness at this moment. Carrying heavy equipment, he caught up with Eve in such a short time. He pushed her away and the Kestrel continued to fire at the demon struggling in the fire.
, until he knew that the liquid metal had completely poured it over, he stopped firing, put down the gun, and gasped violently.
"What are you doing?"
Kestrel looked at her anxiously and puzzled. If she left the protection of the carriage so rashly, she might be killed by a passing demon.
"There...is something..."
Eve wasn't quite sure how to describe her feeling, so she pointed under the green light.
Looking at Eve's serious look, according to the normal plot, Kestrel would have scolded her behavior and then forcibly taken her back to the safe car. However, this plot must be abnormal. Instead, Kestrel seemed to have listened to Eve's words.
Ban asked rhetorically.
"What do you think is there?"
He seemed to be very concerned about Eve's words, with a serious look on his face.
This reaction surprised Eve. She thought about it and finally said.
"The source..."
"The source?"
Kestrel nodded, he seemed to understand the meaning attached to this word, and he continued.
"You know, the connection between darkness is like a vortex. The deeper the connection, the greater our weight in the vortex will be, and it will be easier to be sucked into the center of the darkness."
"It's like a swamp. This is how Lorenzo described it to me. Those who fight against monsters are like fighting in a swamp. The more they fight, the deeper they will sink."
Eve answered, as the connection between her and the darkness continued to deepen until there was no longer a barrier between them.
"That's true, but what I want to say is that when your connection with the darkness is deeper, you can see the darkness... Do you know what I mean?"
Kestrel is holding the thermite rifle, his expression is serious.
"You mean...the source of the pollution is there!"
Eve said with some excitement and fear.
"Yes, if your connection with darkness is really so deep, then your intuition is right. At least I have experienced nothing except irritability."
Kestrel inexplicably trusted Eve, and then he said.
"Now we need a new plan."
"What do you mean?"
"What else can there be? We already know its approximate location. All that's left is to find a way to destroy it."
Kestrel said as he raised the thermite rifle in his hand, and the flame on the front end burned extremely brightly.
"This should be a large-scale mental abnormality. You can tell from the fact that it has been so quiet until now. The other guys should still be sleeping."
"Do we need to go back and wake them up?"
Eve felt that it was the right plan to go back and wake up those guys now. With just the two of them, Eve felt that they would not be able to get there no matter what.
But Kestrel shook his head and said.
"No, the most dangerous place now is the carriage. If they can wake up from such a large-scale mental abnormality, nothing will happen. Once they fail to wake up, they will be corrupted into monsters."
Kestrel said calmly, tightened the gun in his hand, and then strode forward.
"The optimal solution now is for the two of us to determine the location of the pollution source, and then send a signal to the rest of the people who can wake up."
"But wasn't the communication interfered with?"
Before setting off, Eve picked up a communicator. There was silence inside, and no one responded to his message.
"So I brought flares."
Kestrel proudly revealed the weapon on his waist, an incendiary launcher.