boom!
Another earth-shattering explosion.
Lord trembled several times again.
This time, the flames directly illuminated the entire Lord night sky.
Billowing smoke obscured the stars and the moon.
People watched all this in horror.
Then—
"Ah!"
A sharp cry suddenly sounded, it came from the edge of the city.
Then, there were more screams.
"Ah!"
"do not come!"
"Monster! Monster!"
One after another, screams quickly spread from the edge of the city to the city center.
Pea Street, at the intersection.
Jason saw the explosion, and after hearing Bundy's explanation that it was a military camp, his expression changed. At this time, it was even more difficult to see the extreme.
He heard that scream.
As the nostrils fluttered, he smelled a faint stench.
It was the peculiar smell of decaying corpses.
There is no doubt that these corpses should be the ones that disappeared.
When the old jazz was assassinated, the barracks were destroyed, and the two biggest forces guarding Lord disappeared, it was the time when these disappeared corpses reappeared.
Destroy the whole Lord!
Or have any other purpose.
Jason is temporarily unknown.
But he knows that the layout of this 'organization' is like a spider web!
Although he slightly spoiled a few of those points.
but,
The whole spider web is still there.
And now...
The opponent is ready to close the net!
Seeing Tanier who had completed the temporary treatment, Jason said without hesitation:
"Go to No. 10 Pea Street!"
"Bring the explosives."
If possible, Jason would never enter Pea Street again.
Even with the cleaning of the old Jazz.
because…
There was a force that he couldn't resist.
But now, he has no choice.
It was exposed, helpless in the face of swarms of corpses.
Or choose a house with a solid main structure as a defense.
After a little thought, Jason had the answer.
Twenty people including Bondi and Finch didn't have any opinions.
After helping Tanier lift the old jazz onto the flatbed cart with explosives, the group approached Pea Street.
Jason was the first to enter it. With his perception more than twice that of ordinary people, he quickly confirmed that there was no danger here for the time being, and waved behind him.
Everyone immediately entered Pea Street.
Standing in front of the gate of No. 10 Pea Street, Jason looked at the tight-fitting fence gate and the main building gate. He didn't break in directly, but followed Ta Neal's way in memory, pulling slowly and fast twice. , pulling that old-fashioned doorbell twice in a row.
pity…
Neither the fence gate nor the gate of the main building was opened.
"Is it destroyed?"
Jason sighed inwardly.
He knew very well what such destruction represented.
No. 10 Pea Street, it should be...
There are no living people left.
In fact, it is.
When a group of people walked into the main building, they saw Eric sitting on the ground with his back against the wall.
The middle-aged servant of the old jazz, his eyes were wide open, his jaw opened and closed exaggeratedly, his tongue was missing, and his blood-stained hands were hanging limply on his sides.
Looking at Eric's body, everyone was silent for a while.
I guessed the result, but when I saw it, it was still difficult to accept.
"Bundy, you arrange two people to go to the roof and watch around."
"The rest search for the body."
"The bodies to be found..."
"Burn them all."
After lowering his head slightly for a moment, Jason spoke.
"Burn it?"
"Understood!"
As soon as Bundy pressed his hat, he immediately led a group of people into action.
Immediately, everyone jumped into action.
Only Jason and Tanier who took care of the old jazz remained in the hall.
Tanier poured another potion on the old knight's wound. After carefully observing the wound, the young teacher of the Deer Academy couldn't help but sighed from the bottom of his heart.
The wound didn't heal in any way.
On the contrary, it keeps getting worse.
According to the current level, the old jazz may not last until dawn.
"A good man like Sir Betta."
"It shouldn't have ended like this."
Leaning weakly on the wheel of the cart, Tanier muttered to himself.
Jason didn't answer.
Or…
He didn't know how to answer.
He doesn't even know anything about it.
To the humanities here.
to the geography here.
For the folk customs here.
to the power here.
He doesn't understand.
All he did was to survive.
It was like this when I took office as 'Night Watchman'.
This is how it was when he took office as 'Gravekeeper'.
Like a blind man crossing a river, he kept touching the stones in front of him, always trying to grab the biggest and most stable one, but the further he went, the more turbulent the river became.
If he is not careful, he will be submerged in the river.
And now
The river is not only fast.
Under the surface of the river, there are still countless monsters lurking.
"What are you confused about?"
A sudden voice sounded behind him.
Not Tanier.
It's old sir.
The old knight who was seriously injured woke up. The old knight leaned on the explosive box, pushed away Tanier's support, struggled to sit up, and then turned around with a smile on his face, keeping a silent look. Jason.
After staring at Jason in this state for a few seconds, the old Jazz smiled even brighter.
"You are like your teacher."
"That Dan."
"When I first came into contact with 'that kind of power', I was as restless and confused as you."
"Also like you..."
"I didn't think about how to admit defeat."
"yes."
"'Night Watchman', why would you admit defeat?"
The old jazz said, his expression was full of memories.
Under the messy white hair, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.
The old jazz stepped off the cart just like that.
He stood upright in front of Jason.
"I have something for you."
"follow me."
After speaking, the old jazz turned around and walked underground.
But when he passed by his servant Eric, the old knight stopped.
Raising his hand, he closed the servant's round eyes.
He also wanted to close the servant's jaws.
Can try several times, all without success.
"Sir, I will help you."
Tanier fixed the jaw of Eric's corpse with a bandage.
"Thank you, Tanier."
"If the house still exists."
"I'll leave it to you."
The old jazz said, and continued to walk underground.
After hesitating for a moment, Jason stepped forward to follow.
Underground hall, inside the tent.
The stars have long since dimmed.
Tables and chairs are messy.
The old jazz raised his hand and took off the brightest 'star'.
"It's called 'Xingyao' and I gave it to you."
"and this… "
"You need it."
The old jazz walked to an empty place, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and a thick book appeared in his hand.
Together with 'Xingyao', they handed it to Jason.
Jason didn't take it, but just silently looked at the old Jazz in front of him.
"Do not worry."
"It's not for you to take it for nothing."
"How about we make a deal?"
asked the old knight with a smile.
"What deal?"
Jason finally spoke this time.
The voice is slightly hoarse.
"Help me put on my armor."
The old knight pointed to the other side. In the empty place, a full body armor and a knight spear appeared again.
"good."
Jason nodded.
It was said to help put on the armor, but in fact, the old jazz pulled out the dagger stuck in his abdomen, threw it on the ground, and put it on by himself. Jason just stood there with the knight's spear.
The old jazz, who had finished all his clothes, slowly raised his helmet.
Received the gun.
A loud voice sounded behind the visor—
"humble!"
"mercy!"
"just!"
"heroic!"
"honest!"
"glory!"
"sacrifice!"
When the first words sounded, white light appeared on the old jazz.
Every time a word sounds, this kind of brilliance will become brighter.
When the word 'sacrifice' was exported, such brilliance turned into substance.
The next moment, it was even louder, like the sound of thunder resounding through the sky amidst the brilliance.
"Knight, live to die—"
"charge!"
In an instant, a figure composed entirely of brilliance broke through the air.
only stay,
The old knight who was dressed in armor and raised his spear high.
Jason quietly looked at the old knight in front of him.
After a moment, he took off his hunting cap.
Put it on your chest and bow slightly.