"We don't do anything?"
"We have a more important mission. I've said it before - compared to tracking down the evildoers, prying things out of their mouths is the key."
"Is this also what the goddess wants?"
"I dare not say."
"What does 'undead' mean?"
Tilan frowned deeply when asking this question.
It was another new word, but unlike the previous ones, she felt uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart when she repeated this word - "undead".
It's amazing. It was obviously the first time she heard and said this word, but she had a strong reaction to it almost instinctively.
For a moment she seemed to be able to smell the smell of decay, the stench of corpses and all kinds of indescribable stench trying to struggle out of the word and desperately trying to get into her nose.
"The 'Undead' are the remnants of 'Eclipse'." Light said in a low voice.
"Strictly speaking, this was their original name."
Tilan wanted to continue asking, but Wright stopped talking and put his hat on his face, as if to say, "Don't disturb me, I need to rest."
Helplessly, Tilan could only calm his mind and lean on the cushion to adjust his state.
Although I am only responsible for surveillance...it is a task that can be completed by one person, but what if?
What if something unexpected happened, and an evildoer escaped, and happened to be heading towards her direction? She couldn't have no plan at all, right?
Touching the Silver Eagle pistol on his waist, which was already filled with "Shadow Blast" bullets, Tilan also followed Wright's example and put his hat on his face to block the dazzling sunlight.
It was unknown how long the carriage had been shaking for, but it finally took them to their destination.
Only after coming down did Tilan understand why this place was given such an ominous name as "White Bones Avenue". It turned out that this road was made of piles of white bones!
Oh my god! How many bones does this take?
Bones, cement, mixed with tombstones...
If some of the bones were not obviously not human, she would not even dare to get out of the car!
"Small scene."
Wright took her into the hotel next door and whispered to her while checking in a room.
"The Port of Inian you saw is already the cleanest it can be."
What does it look like if it's not clean?
Tilan couldn't help but imagine in his mind... those bones flew out of the ground and combined into a skeleton giant, which breathed fire, grabbed screaming pedestrians, and put them into its mouth, exploding into pulp.
+皿+~~~
This seems a bit scary. Can I quit this mission?
However, it seemed too late, her partner had already entered the state completely. After taking her to the room, he immediately drew the curtains, took out the weapon for inspection, and then asked her to half-squat under the windowsill and aim at the half of the slanted window diagonally opposite.
Chapter 18: The Undead (Two in One)
Tilan didn't know if the place opposite was the so-called 33 Bone Avenue, but she estimated that even if it wasn't, it wouldn't be far away. The dangerous group of evildoers who were enough to make a shameless person like Wright-Sally decide to "clean up the place even at the cost of everyone's life in this area" lived there.
It must be admitted that she was very nervous. It was the first time for her to face such a dangerous and exciting situation. Before this, the most exciting thing she had done was to go out hunting with the cavalry.
There was a "clicking" sound coming from the side. Tilan turned his head and was extremely surprised to find that Wright-Sally had actually assembled a long-barreled rifle using the parts that had been prepared in the cabinet!
First the gun body, the buttstock... then the barrel... the magazine! She had never seen such a gun before! It seemed to be able to fire larger rifle bullets than the most popular Igbo shotgun?
"Arles, lift your head up a little."
"...What do you want to do?"
"We are here to keep an eye on them. They live right across the street. What do you mean by hiding your head below instead of keeping an eye on them?"
"I'm just a newcomer. I don't think newcomers should be asked to take on such work."
"It's because you're a newcomer that I let you keep watch. It's not dangerous. Even if you are discovered, I'll be there to protect you if the other side attacks you. What are you afraid of?"
"That sounds nice, but why don't I cover you?"
"Because this job is much more difficult than moving your eyes, I don't mind giving you this gun, but can you use it well? Can you guarantee that you can react immediately when something unexpected happens?"
I can...!
Being looked down upon so bluntly, Tilan wanted to say that she could do it. But in the end, she didn't say it out loud. She realized that she might really be working for a special organization - or even for a god, so the importance of this mission was too high.
She didn't dare to be careless... If she were in another situation, she might dare to try it, but what if she made a mistake this time? What if the murderers escaped? Would their mission fail? Would the owner of the gentle voice be disappointed because of her failure?
With some random thoughts in his mind, Tilan raised his head stiffly and looked across through the gap in the curtains.
Calm down, Arles... It's just surveillance! You spent a lot of time last night thinking about how to set traps and kill people, why are you still nervous about a simple task?
She kept cheering herself up in her heart, and gradually she calmed down and began to notice that something was wrong with the house opposite.
Although it is called "Bone Avenue", this street is not very wide. This is a common problem in many backward and closed countries. Even in those large cities that look imposing with tall city walls, the internal streets are rarely four cars wide, and most of them are kept at a distance of three or two cars.
With such a distance, the buildings on both sides are actually quite close. The Bone Avenue is a classic two-lane road. Considering that the carriages here are smaller than those in Icarolin Continent, Tilan felt that if she ran up, she would have a chance to jump directly to the opposite window sill.
So she could actually see clearly... whether it was the thin thread hanging on the half-slanted window or the figures moving in the darkness, they were all very clear, outlining the half-body outline of a man in a suit.
What is he doing?
There was a faint wisp of white smoke floating out of the window.
Is he smoking?
A character who obviously has to hide his head and show his face actually dares to smoke at the window. Either there is someone in their team who doesn't like the smell of smoke and has a higher status than this guy, or their number far exceeds 7, which forced this person to go to the window to get some fresh air.
The filaments on the slanted window looked like a woman's hair. Tilan didn't want to assume that, but it did look very much like it - as if a woman's head had been stuck on the windowsill, and then a strong arm stretched out from inside and pulled the slanted window inward with force.
With goose bumps on his body, Tilan moved his gaze to the lower edge of the opposite window sill, and actually saw some dark red marks on the blue-gray stone.
No way? Did they really kill someone here?
No. 33 White Bone Avenue... Houses in this place are basically storefronts for business. They can't just buy it and move in because that would make them too conspicuous. So did they occupy it by force? Could the person who was killed be the owner of the house?
"Arles, Arles!"
Wright woke her up and said, "Tell me what you saw."
“…I saw someone smoking behind a window.”
"Others."
"There was a strand of hair stuck in the window, and there was suspected blood under the windowsill. I suspect they had killed someone here."
"Blood? They killed a lot of people... What else? Is anyone talking to that guy?"
"No."
"Can you see his face?"
"There's just an outline... There's no light in there, so it's still very dark now."
Wright picked up a metal tube and muttered something, then put it to his ear and listened, frowning in confusion after a moment.
"That's weird. They said they didn't notice any blood on the windowsill when they were choosing the location."
"Besides, this place is right next to the street. If someone kills someone here, the blood will drip directly onto the street. Someone will definitely notice. They can't be so reckless."
"…They said they would consult the 'experts' and asked us to wait a bit."
Tilan didn't say anything. Her job was just to "look" anyway. She tried changing her posture and angle to see the man's profile clearly.
He failed, but wasn't he too patient?
At least a minute has passed since I saw him. Shouldn't he deal with the cigarette butt? Shouldn't he at least do something?
His face changed, and Tilan suddenly remembered a common tactic used by hunters. That is to deliberately create factors that can attract the prey's attention and buy time for the next round of capture.
Is this a trap?
Are we the prey?
She told Wright about her guess, and Wright took it very seriously.
"Are you sure he didn't move."
"determine."
"Not a bit."
"I'm sure!"
"Then I guess we don't have to wait."
"……then."
He threw a pitch-black cylindrical object directly over.
It's a bit like a flashlight, but thicker than a flashlight.
"……What's this?"
"When the time is right, just pull the line and throw it over."
As he spoke, Wright stood up alone, pulled open the curtains as Tilan looked at him in astonishment, and with the long-barreled rifle in his hand, he shot the figure opposite him with a bang.
"What are you doing?" Tilan was really shocked and angry.
Even though the gun was fired by this bastard, but judging... the source of the information was myself!
What if she was wrong?
At least you should confirm before shooting!
"you……"
She wanted to say something else, but there was a sudden loud explosion behind her.
With a loud "bang", as if buried explosives were detonated, the entire No. 33 collapsed in smoke and dust. The smoke and impact raised by the explosion spread to the street, immediately causing panic among passers-by.
what happened……
There was a continuous tinnitus in his head. After finally getting up from the ground, Tilan supported himself with his hands and looked behind him, only to find that most of the wall facing the outside of the hotel had been blown away. From here he could directly see the smoke and dust rising from the ruins opposite, as well as the huge figure rising in the smoke and dust.
what is that?
As the smoke and dust were blown away by the wind, Tilan's pupils contracted sharply.
She actually saw what she had imagined before, a giant skeleton nearly three stories tall?
"Now I know why they chose the Bone Avenue!" Wright shouted while shooting at the giant, "There are materials everywhere here! Let's retreat first!"
A shot blew up the "hornet's nest", and the monsters born from the evil ritual naturally focused their attention on them. Tilan watched the skeleton giant lower his head, with the blue fire of death burning in the empty eye sockets. He immediately reacted and followed Wright's steps to run into the corridor.
With a loud "swish", a bony hand made up of countless bones reached into the room and almost brushed against Tilan's clothes.
"Hurry up!"
Wright stood at the entrance of the corridor and waved at her. Tilan quickly ran over there, with a big hand chasing after her.
Suddenly, her complexion changed.
Of course, the great changes affected more than just them... not to mention the passers-by outside who were screaming and fleeing, even on the same floor of the hotel there were many guests rushing to the corridor entrance, and among the fleeing crowd, she suddenly saw a man pull out a pistol from his arms, and directly raised the muzzle of the gun, aiming at Wright-Sally from behind!
There was no time to warn, so Tilan instinctively raised his hand and fired a shot - at the shadow under the man's feet.
The aiming was definitely unstable while running violently, and with a pistol, the accuracy was even lower. She was not sure she could hit the target with one shot. She remembered that there was a "shadow-explosive bullet" in the magazine, so she suddenly had an idea and shot the shadow.
Because the shadow at this time... because of the lighting, it was so big and long! She could hit it with her eyes closed!
"what!"
This action was very effective. The elongated shadow was easily hit by the "Shadow Explosion Bullet". The bullet was like a nail nailed into the chest of his shadow. Tilan watched helplessly as the nailed shadow could not move. Even though this person continued to rush out a few steps due to inertia, the upper body of his shadow was stuck in place and could not move.
And this influence also spread to his body... His lower body was rushing forward, but his upper body seemed to be grasped by an invisible force. A cluster of blood burst out from his chest, and the raised gun also went off target.
so smart!
Wait... I remember the power of the Shadow Blast Bomb was more than that...
As if to confirm Tilan's thoughts, the next moment, a big hole suddenly appeared in the murderer's shadow, centered on the location where he was hit.
"puff!"
He himself was completely torn apart by some force, and all kinds of blood and flesh exploded in all directions, covering Wright's head and face as he turned around.
