Ember’s Gun

Chapter 122: Thelma and Louise

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The prosperous world fell into a burning hell in an instant. With wailing and roaring, those craggy monsters surrounded the entire manor and appeared in every shadow.

The nobles had never seen such a disgusting thing before. The erosion of their twisted minds began to spread with the invasion of the demons. Most people felt great fear at the first moment they saw the demons, and some even fainted. A small number of guards tried to pick up guns to resist, but when they aimed, they could not avoid looking at the demon, and then their trembling hands caused the guns to lose their target.

The demons spread like a virus, spreading wantonly.

Selyu hid in the shadow of the corner. Even though the scene was so chaotic, there was no panic on the girl's face, as if she had no idea of fear.

At first she was going to follow Lorenzo, but Lorenzo's expression was not right, as if something terrible was about to happen. The result was just as Seleucus had expected, the flood of demons instantly engulfed everyone.

Fortunately, this is a grand dance party with a certain level of security. The wailing sounds were mixed with gunshots, but the gunshots gradually faded away. It seemed that they could not hold on for long.

Selyu had no idea what these monsters were, but judging from the strange feeling of oppression they exuded, they were definitely not good things. She slowly backed away, holding a candlestick in her hand. The fire had gone out, but from the heavy feel, it seemed like a good blunt weapon.

Her innate weak sense of existence came into play at this moment. Countless demons were rampaging in the huge manor, but none of them noticed Seleu in the shadows.

Perhaps it was the skills she learned in her early life in Gaulnalo that made Seleucia have stronger survival ability than anyone else. After all, who would have thought that this noble Duchess was a stray dog hiding in the garbage dump at the end of the alley a few years ago.

Slowing down her breathing, Selyu jumped in the shadows like a dark elf. Her goal was to get outside the manor. As long as she escaped from here, with the complicated streets and alleys of Old Dunling, Selyu would not be at a disadvantage even if she competed with those monsters in a running race. Of course, the prerequisite was to take off these damn weights.

Seleu took off those expensive headdresses one by one and threw them on the ground at random. With these things, Seleu felt like he was carrying a precious metal platter on his head. It was heavy and cumbersome, and these things were reflective, which could easily expose Seleu's position.

Then she picked up the table knife and started cutting the skirt with force. The skirt was too thick and heavy. Seleu looked like a bloated penguin wearing it and could not run fast at all.

She did not cherish this exquisite dress at all. If its designer saw it, she would definitely rush out and fight with Selyu. But Selyu did not care about that. She finally felt relaxed and then her light body moved through the shadows.

She didn't know the specific map of the manor, but Seleu still remembered the way she came, and she was always planning her escape route.

To leave here she had to pass through the courtyard and the castle of the manor. There was an uncovered road between the gate and the castle, but behind the road were rows of carriages.

Seleucus had to find a way to get there. Although she was not tall, Lorenzo had taught her how to ride a horse and how to crawl out of a dead end during her life in Gaulnalo.