"The Purification Agency, Lorenzo Holmes, the Mechanical Institute, the Pillar of the Furnace, the Death Row..."
The demon made a low sound and uttered a series of vague words.
In the pupils that should have been scarlet, there was now a blazing white flame, as if another burning soul was living in this deformed body.
"So this is what you're guarding?"
The demon controlled by Roger lowered its head and looked at the soldier in its hand. He seemed to have lost consciousness, his eyes were empty and dim, and his body was limp, as if he had lost the support of his bones.
He was still breathing, but in fact it was just the instinct of his body. He was really dead.
The moment Roger invaded his [Gap], his consciousness was torn apart and collapsed. Roger greedily devoured his memory, and found the purpose of eliminating the mechanism from the broken cracks.
"Death Row..."
It murmured, with a smile on its ferocious face.
This is why the Purification Agency is so rebellious. As long as they destroy that place, they will be able to defeat the will of these humans, and then the great sublimation will come.
The soldiers were thrown away casually, and more demons emerged from the darkness. They tore the soldiers into pieces and ate them all. There were more corpses in the ruins. The large Geiger counter was overturned and broken, like a tombstone, commemorating the fall of this place.
Sporadic gunshots were still echoing all around, but soon they fell silent. The demons completely captured this stronghold, swallowing up the secrets hidden there as well.
The whiteness in the demon's eyes gradually faded, and with Roger's departure, its consciousness became confused again and it turned into an ordinary demon, with only the desire for flesh and blood remaining in its mind.
They swept up the flesh and blood around them, then gathered into a tide and rushed towards the next target.
Further away, within the defense line of the purification agency, the streets were already empty, the citizens were mobilized and took refuge, leaving only the soldiers running around, transporting supplies and supporting the defense line.
It was as if all living people disappeared in an instant, leaving only an empty city. Some doors had not been closed in time, windows kept flapping, and the wind lifted the curtains and blew them out of the house.
You can see that the light is still on inside the room, and a puppy has walked out of the house, walking through the rain and fog. The terrain here is higher, and the accumulated water only covers its paws.
The puppy barked in panic, looking for its little master, but no one responded to its call in the rain and fog. After an unknown amount of time, a hazy figure appeared at the end of the rain and fog.
He kicked and stomped his legs, splashing rain water, and moved forward like a dancer, humming a relaxing melody.
Roger's dance was very graceful, and in this scene, it had a different meaning. It was a pity that there were no spectators here. The only living thing was probably the puppy not far away.
It noticed Roger's arrival, bared its teeth and growled, its beast instinct made it afraid of Roger.
"Are you lost?"
Roger stopped dancing, looked relaxed, squatted down, and gently rubbed the puppy's chin.
"What a murderer."
Seeing the puppy's fangs, Roger didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled and rubbed it harder.