"Brother, will we die?"
"Won't."
"Then why are both parents dead?"
"...I don't know, but I won't let you die."
During the more than ten years in the escape pod, Carl woke up and asked August this question every day. He still couldn't understand why he and August, who were so weak at that time, survived, but the powerful Almost all of the Yayulong clan died out.
It was as if he didn't understand why Lidney, who was originally very light, was so heavy in his arms at the moment.
"Lidney... Lidney..." Carl gently put Lidney on the ice, turned over and climbed up, held Lidney in his arms, and patted his face lightly.
Lidney's face was very cold, his face was pale due to excessive blood loss, his breathing was very weak, and the wound on his chest was still slowly overflowing with warm blood.
"Lidney..."
"Can you open your eyes..."
"I beg you...don't leave me..."
Karl knelt on the ice, shouting Lidney's name silently, and tears fell drop by drop on Lidney's face, mixing with the cold lake water.
"Carl!"
"...God" Colin clenched his fists, stood next to Cosen, and murmured while looking at Carl and Lidney, who were covered in blood.
As soon as they squeezed out of the crowd, they ran towards Carl, only to see Lidney shot and fell into the lake from a distance.
Corson rushed forward, opened Lidney's eyelids, and shook his wrist again, "He still has a heartbeat and his pupils are not dilated, so call the emergency center quickly!"
"It's too late... It's too late... This is premeditated at all, do you think the emergency center can send a car to rescue him now!!" Carl shook off Cosen's hand and shouted loudly, his eyes were red and full of tears. Bloodshot, "The first high-explosive bomb failed to hit him, and the second time even used a grenade that was banned a hundred years ago. Where have you seen ordinary rioters use grenade guns!!"
The impact of the merchant ship incident a hundred years ago was too great, and the empire had to explicitly prohibit the munitions company from reproducing such unhumane weapons as grenade guns. Since then, grenade guns have gradually disappeared in the interstellar world.
The empire has always been very strict in the control of arms. Civilians are protected by the mechanical police and cannot own weapons. The offensive weapons that some nobles and wealthy people can own are all equipped with mechas, which must be used in order to use them. The mechs will not be allowed to enter Huajie through the port of anchorage, and if they want to avoid the raid and riot caused by the mechanical police on the light embankment, they must not be ordinary thugs.
Carl was almost unable to control his emotions. He could feel Lidney's heartbeat getting weaker and weaker, and his breathing became even lighter, "No, no, no...don't leave me, please... Lidney …”
Colin had already moved his eyes away, and walked aside, Carl's crying was very depressing, very deep, but full of despair, tearing his eardrums, Colin took a deep breath, feeling that he was about to be caught by this wave Depression is driving me crazy.
A white figure suddenly rushed over and knelt beside Lidney, the sound of kneecaps hitting the ice was extremely crisp.
That's Hai'an.
After Haian was suddenly thrown down by August, he heard his hoarse roar—"Carl! Lidney! Get down!!"
Afterwards, Hai'an's heart beat rapidly and his breathing became very rapid. After a few loud explosions, he heard people's piercing screams and cries, and August immediately walked away from him. Getting up, Hai'an raised his head and clearly saw that the ice surface where Lidney and Carl were standing had now turned into a pool of blood.
The strong smell of blood made Hai'an want to vomit.
Not far away, a few thugs were carrying machine guns and shooting at the innocent people, recklessly harvesting their lives. The exploded meat and blood wet the ice surface, and the cold corpses of the dead gradually stiffened in the cold wind. Many people died, and Hai'an could feel the aura of death gradually expanding around him, and the aura of the life closest to him - Lidney, was also gradually disappearing.
Hai'an subconsciously ran towards Lidney, stumbled on the ice, green vines grew under his feet, paved a smooth path for him, and quickly withered and disappeared after he left.
"Bitch!" August also quickly chased after him. In such a chaotic situation, Hai'an is simply a moving target. The green vines are too obvious on the sky-blue ice. But Hai'an mobilized the wind element in a hurry, and August couldn't even catch up with him for a while.
Ignoring the pain in his knees, Hai'an sat down, put his palms on Lidney's chest, gasped heavily, and silently recited the magic terms of healing techniques in his heart.
But there was no reaction for a long time, and Lidney's heart stopped beating at this time.
Hai'an tried his best to stabilize his trembling hands, clenched his teeth, "I will definitely save you..."
He didn't want to see anyone leave in front of him again.
Like a miracle, Haian's fingertips gradually emitted crystal clear white light spots, with a slight heat, covering Lidney's wound densely, and the last burst of dazzling golden light flashed, waiting for Haian After removing his hand, the bloody wound on Lidney's chest disappeared.
In its place was smooth and hot skin, undamaged, as if it had never been injured.
And Lidney's body temperature also began to rise, his heartbeat became stronger, his face gradually turned rosy, and his breathing was steady. Ignoring his hair wet by the lake and his torn and crumpled clothes, he now looks like he is asleep Just as peaceful.
The mechanical police have arrived, shot and killed the mob, and quelled the riot, but those who died will never open their eyes again.
They came to Dengdi with hope and longing for the new year. One moment they may be laughing and laughing, but the next moment it will be a bloody hell. Some people were shot deadly, and they didn't know what happened until they died; Some people lost their limbs and legs after a single shot, and died struggling and screaming in pain.
Leave infinite grief and despair to the living.
Hai'an took a deep breath, sat back and leaned on August's lap.
He looked up at August, and August bent down and picked him up from the cold ice, with a sullen face, "Go back first, Kosen, stay and look for Jemin."
"Okay." Colin responded and ran away.
"Do you need my help?" Colin asked as Carl carefully hugged Lidney across his arms.
The wound on Karl's chest has not been treated yet. Yayulong can fuse all metal prostheses. As long as the head is not injured, no matter how serious the body is injured, he will not die, but even so, the injury will still hurt.
And Karl's injury may not be lighter than Lidney's.
But Karl shook his head, hugging Lidney very gently, for fear of hurting the person in his arms, "No, I'll do it myself."
He needed to make sure Lidney was still alive.
Live well in his arms.
Karl didn't dare to recall the scene just now. He didn't know if he would go crazy if Jianjian didn't rescue Lidney in the end, but he was sure that he would die with Lidney.
It has since become a revenge machine.
The explosion was definitely premeditated, but Karl was still not sure which side did it. Both the Freedom Alliance and the Empire are highly suspicious.
As August said, what they bring is not a peaceful future at all, but endless blood and killing.
Hai'an lay on August's shoulder, buried her face tightly in August's neck, hung her hands on August's neck, closed her eyes, and the elf felt the pain of death. He was very sensitive to the desperate breath, and the strong smell of blood and charred corpses filled the air of the light embankment, which made him very uncomfortable.
"It's okay, cheap." Colin followed behind August, looking at Hai'an worriedly.
August reached out and touched Hai'an's head, and hugged him tighter, "It should be fine."
"Auguste, you have to be careful, fuck him..." Colin frowned, paused before continuing, "...it's very likely that he has been targeted."
"I know," August said with his eyes straight ahead, his tone extremely firm, "but I won't let him get hurt."
In the church of Erene—
"...hope will be born again in pain, may your soul rest in peace..."
Paladin was sitting in front of a table in the corner of the church, flipping through the Bible with lowered eyes, and recited the eulogy in a deep voice.
There was a knock at the door, and Uncle Ye came back with Lorenzo.
"He's not dead." Uncle Ye walked behind Paladin and said softly.
"It's good if you're not dead..." Paladin sighed, closed the "Bible", closed his eyes and turned around to put his arms around Uncle Ye's waist.
Uncle Ye stroked his smooth silver hair, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Ignoring the two of them, Lorenzo walked to the other side of the table and sat down. He took out the harp and plucked it a few times. The strings made a pleasant sound. Lorenzo closed his eyes and began to sing—
"... at the end of the leaf-strewn road is the eternal refuge, bringing the blessing of Erene to every bleeding land..."
The unique crystal-clear and dew-like sound of the harp reverberates in the empty church. Lorenzo's clean and gentle singing is accompanied by the sound of the harp, like moonlight gushing out from the night, giving people the supreme feeling Music enjoyment.
"Lorenzo... How I wish your eyes could see the beauty of this world, instead of Dean...peeping into a bleak cemetery..."
Paladin buried his head in Uncle Ye's arms, his voice was muffled but clear.
When Lorenzo heard it, his hand plucking the harp suddenly stopped, and there was an ugly broken sound. The singing stopped abruptly, and the strings broke in response, cutting Lorenzo's fingers.
"Tick tock—"
It was the sound of blood hitting the ground.