Fear crept into Baner's mind, but he quickly suppressed it. This was a life-and-death moment, and Baner quickly drew the dagger from his waist.
He looked angry. Even if he was an evil ghost, so what? He believed that he could ascend to heaven. If he had no place to stand, he would just grab a piece of it.
The survivors do not need to be taken in by others, they themselves are enough, and this is what Baner has been striving for.
In the unbearably hot air, Baner swung the dagger and struck the unknown object in front of him with all his might. The steel collided with each other, sparking dazzling flames. It seemed that he was facing an armored knight, and Baner's attacks had no effect at all.
His arms went numb from the violent friction, and he could hardly hold the dagger tightly. However, an even more violent whistling wind arose. Although the attack had not yet landed, the deadly murderous intent was already terrifying enough.
The god of death swung his scythe, vowing to take his life.
Baner only had time to lean back and fall backwards, which might have helped him avoid Lorenzo's fatal blow, but it only allowed him to stay alive. Lying on the ground, he had no chance to resist.
The cold light of the folding knife brushed past his cheek, bringing up bright red blood, but at this moment, dense gunfire rang out and bullets fell like a storm.
This brought some hope to Baner, but the folding knife suddenly attacked again. In the darkness, Baner could only see a faint light passing by, and then blood splattered on his shoulder.
The pain sobered Baner up a bit. He stabbed out with the dagger again, but was met with a heavy punch, as if hitting his chest like a war hammer. The impact interrupted Baner's breathing, and he felt an uncontrollable dull pain in his chest.
One of them advanced with a gun. The heavy bullets might not be able to break Lorenzo's armor, but the kinetic energy they carried hit him like a hammer.
Lorenzo fired at the most intense point, and the shattered bullets rushed past and took lives, but more gunshots rang out, echoing in this closed space, as if thunderclouds were gathering deep underground, and the dull thunder shook everyone who listened.
The police officers temporarily withdrew from the tunnel after the impact of the steam. Press was handcuffing Em. At this moment, the sound of thunder punishment rang back and forth in the deep tunnel, and finally spread to the surface.
Everyone froze in place, looking at the dark entrance with fear, as if it led to hell, and the monsters were fighting in hell, their frantic shouting extending into the real world.
Donas couldn't help but hesitate. He was sure that these people had escaped into the tunnel, but what was happening there now
As he thought about this, he grabbed Em, who was standing beside him, held his collar with both hands, and questioned him angrily.
"Tell me what happened in there!"
Em escaped from it, he must know something.
But the child was obviously very scared. Due to long-term malnutrition and lack of sunlight, he looked very sick. He shook his head in fear and could not say anything.
For a long time he thought he would die in that dark stronghold, but now that he was out, he seemed to have fallen into even bigger trouble.
"I... I don't know! I don't know anything!"