The flesh and blood of the demons linked the steam and the machinery together, so the armored knights ran wildly on the road of fire created by the dragon's breath. Thousands of demons followed them closely outside the sea of fire, with shrill roars, like a pack of wolves chasing their prey.
Shrike's vision had begun to blur. His willpower was much weaker than he thought. He mechanically took off his armor and musket, and then opened a path of dragon's breath in the land full of demons. The high temperature burned the solid armor, and the metal had burned red, even slightly melted.
The boiling molten iron melted the complex mechanical structure together, and the Shrike's feet seemed to be frozen, making it increasingly difficult to move.
Perhaps when those lunatics designed this armor, they never thought that the Shrike would travel in the sea of fire for so long. If it weren't for the demon's extremely vital flesh and blood to fill and connect the machines, the Shrike would probably have fallen in the sea of fire long ago.
Now is not the time to stop. He stretched out his arm to the weapon rack on his back again, but felt nothing. The musket was used up, but in the blurry vision, Shrike was still some distance away from the front of the Glorious.
That was a difficult distance, the demons had been watching the two of them, they were extremely hungry, and that would be the most violent attack. In Shrike's condition, he had no idea if he could hold on.
"Blue Emerald..."
The voice was a little weak, but soon the blue jade face appeared in the narrow field of view of the mask. She crouched on his shoulder, her arms wrapped around his helmet as if hugging him.
"I know what you're going to say, just keep going."
Blue Jade remained calm, the rising fireworks ignited her cloak, so that she was now only wearing a tight leather coat and armor, like a dark elf.
He no longer had the strength to speak, and even thinking was a difficult task. Shrike fell silent again, but he gathered all his strength and rushed out of the sea of fire.
At that moment, countless demons leaped over. They were like a tide, and their twisted arms scratched the scarred plate armor. Some demons even tried to climb up by using the bulges on the armor, but were ruthlessly killed by Blue Jade's gunfire. The burning thermite bullets left charred round holes on their heads, and they fell from the armor and were swallowed up by the surging black tide.
It's almost there.
Shrike wielded the sword like a shrike, killing all the demons that blocked his way like mowing the grass. The armor was so heavy that he ran wildly like a rhinoceros, crushing the demons.
The front of the Glory was right in front of him, but it was only then that Shrike realized the problem. In order to deal with the attack of the demons, the entire carriage was not only reinforced, but also designed so that the doors would be locked from the inside after an emergency stop to ensure the safety of those inside. It was also because of this design that the soldiers who had fallen into dreams were still sleeping safely in the carriage.
But this layer of protection became the last hurdle.
How to open the car door under the attack of demons? No matter whether it is Shrike or Blue Jade, if they stop moving, they will be besieged and killed by demons.
This kind of thinking did not last long. Shrike grabbed the blue jadeite on his shoulder without thinking. At first she was very panicked, but then she understood what Shrike was going to do. She wanted to stop him, but Shrike did not give her the chance to choose. His legs stopped abruptly, leaving two deep marks on the ground, and then he threw the blue jadeite up with force.