The Fate of the Gunman

When Lancer observed these blood stains, he found that they all seemed to point in the same direction. The tallest and most damaged building in the city was not unexpectedly the location of the final battlefield.

The Spear of Deaththorn seems to be infected by this terrifying space and emits a faint red light. Just like this, a group of three, three cats proceeded cautiously, but Lancer changed his expression when he came to the huge building. It's extremely ugly.

"Olga, if you can't hold on, then wait for me outside now."

Although I don't know why Lancer reminded herself again, she still responded to Lancer with understanding.

"I know, but don't underestimate me, I am also the chief of Chaldea!"

Although he knew that the other party said this to improve the persuasiveness of his own words, Lancer knew that what they faced next had nothing to do with their personal status or even their strength. However, looking at the other party’s confident expression, Lancer also knew that it was simple Words cannot convince her at all.

"In that case, then... let's go in."

Since words are useless, she can only see and see with her own eyes, but he will also help her in due course.

As the squeaking metal squeaking close to the three-person-high metal door was pushed open by Lancer, a strange smell immediately hit his face. Lancer frowned but did not make any unnecessary reactions, and Olga Mary directly turned off the function of smell.

When Lancer walked in--

"Papa~"

The strange sound made Olga Marie conditioned to detect something wrong, but she still bravely followed Lancer into the palace. After all, in her opinion, she was not one of those who would only be kept in a greenhouse. Flower, later experienced the'Singularity F', and also experienced the'Witch's Night' together with Lancer. In her opinion, at least she is absolutely far superior to most people in terms of insight, but she endured it when her right foot fell. Can't help frowning.

According to the feeling under your feet, you should be stepping in some liquid, but it is not like ordinary water, but a more viscous liquid. At this moment, the'gun of death thorn' in Lancer's hand is walking in front. It is slowly becoming brighter, just like a light in the dark night.

But Olga Marie's eyes widened suddenly when the originally warm fire light illuminates the surroundings, and she almost conditioned her mouth to cover her mouth.

The ground of the wide passage is covered by dark red liquid, and the surrounding walls are covered with a large number of charred bones. They have various postures, but the only thing in common is the hysteria that cannot be concealed even if they become bones. She has realized that the strange smell she smelled before should be the smell of blood deterioration.

Although both combat power and vision have been expanded several times compared to half a year ago, she still feels a chill from the soles of her feet, who has never seen such a horrible picture in person.

At this time, she has forgotten the fact that she is a soul body, no matter what is eaten by her, it will be directly decomposed into the most basic energy to sustain her, but she still retains the biological instinct but feels as if Something came up from her stomach...even if there was nothing in her stomach.

But at this moment, a hand was placed on her head.

"Calm down. Although scary, they are just corpses. They won't stand up suddenly."

The warmth on the top of her head made her cold from the strange environment around her, as if she had found a fire, and she unconsciously approached the other side.

Looking at Olga Marie, who was unconsciously sticking to him, Lancer reflexively wanted to get away, but looking at the silver-haired girl who always unconsciously showed a proud expression, her face was panicked and at a loss... …

'Oh~'

After sighing silently, he didn't move his body but silently supported the opponent.

I don't know if it was because of what Lancer said, or because Lancer's body warmth regained some of her spirit, and she did not forget to refute him.

"If they really move, I'll get used to it."

Lancer didn't bother about this as the other party smiled hard, but when he saw Olga Marie seemed to want to say something, he first let go of the right hand on her head.

"Anything must be done step by step. I don’t underestimate you, but in this case, how much power can you show? I let you wait outside first and I represent that I believe that with your strength, you can at least protect yourself here. ..."

The sudden release of her right hand made Olga Marie feel a little confused, and after she calmed down, she also realized that the other party was not aimless, but the other party's next words made her look sad.

"And you are Fiore's disciple. If you let her know that I didn't protect you, I'm afraid she will come to trouble me directly?"

Lancer's answer was reasonable, but Olga Marie's eyes dimmed involuntarily, and she was silent for a while before she nodded slowly.

Seeing the other party leaving the channel, Lancer shook his head helplessly. He knew that this might make the other party sad, but at least it was better than exploding in the future. Detonating early was only a solution.

"Aru, please take care of Olga and prepare a retreat route for us by the way."

"Meow~"

Alu didn't hesitate, and after nodding with his two friends, he also left the passage.

Looking at the deep passage in the distance, Lancer also made up his mind.

"Let's go."

Chapter 23 The Deadly Breath

Smelling the pungent smell of blood, Lancer actually felt extremely calm in his heart.

Perhaps it’s because the worlds I’ve experienced recently are at least relatively “peaceful” on the surface. After all, no matter how Fujiwara Kyo slays monsters, at least the monsters did not massacre humans; even ordinary people were not at Singularity F. It exists in Singularity F. It may be dead, but at least no trace can be found. Although Chobe secretly manipulates the historical process of the world, its purpose is to'captive' and not'slaughter', and the number of deaths is thousands. It is indeed a terrifying number accumulated over the years, but in order to induce those girls, it at least did not catalyze the enemy of the'curious'...

But no matter how much he experienced, he couldn't change it and the guns in his hand were all made from the battlefield.

At that time, he neither accepted the systematic teaching of Skaha nor learned the routines of the Eight Great Spear. It can be said that he is completely wild. His first enemy is the Ghoul. These monsters are powerful and can recover. Extremely strong, which allowed Lancer's attack to abandon the tediousness and turn it into a streamlined attack. The spearmanship he practiced pursued was a'must kill'.

Later, when he joined the imperial army to fight against foreign races, as the enemy's strength fell, Lancer pursued more lethality and efficiency in his battles. During this period, his hands were stained with countless blood.

Although his purpose has always been to protect his friends and innocent people, it is undeniable that the spear in his hand will always be bloody.

Smelling the pungent stench at this time, he seemed to once again recall the memories he had deliberately forgotten.

This also made his mind not calm. At this time, he was like the sea, looking calm and calm, but in fact the dark tide was surging.

"Slap~"

Although the passage is not short, it is not long. Lancer left the passage in less than a minute. What you see is the completely destroyed castle. In the ruined walls, you can even see many traces of human habitation.

But he felt that his whole body was standing upright, and a terrifying evil aura was quietly descending on him.

The originally destroyed city of Seuret was shrouded in dark clouds. Lancer had noticed this a long time ago, but he didn’t care too much. As long as the weather doesn’t affect his normal combat performance, it’s meaningless to care about it. After all, he also Can't change.

But at this time Lancer had realized that the dark clouds outside might not be a normal natural phenomenon at all.

There were more and more dark clouds in the sky, and soon the sky became dark, and even the sun, which was originally blurred by the dark clouds, seemed to gradually lose its brilliance...

and many more?!Something is wrong!

Lancer, who focused all his attention on his eyes, soon discovered that the reason why the "sun" in the sky was getting smaller and smaller was not because of the eclipse but because something blocked his sight.

"Dragon?"

In Lancer's self-talking——————

"Roar!!!"

An angry roar came from the air, and with this roar, Lancer suddenly felt a huge dragon head appear in his mind. The other party was roaring at his sun face, and the scarlet eyes revealed horror. Killing intent.

This'illusion' appeared quickly, and disappeared very quickly. Lancer's godless eyes soon returned to normal, but he didn't mean to relax at all, because the huge dragon in the hallucination after he regained consciousness The first is already close at hand.

"Damn it!"

After a secret curse, he hurriedly held the spear in both hands and placed the spear horizontally. At the same time, the flames belonging to the phoenix on his body were also burning at the same time, but it was a pity that no matter what he reacted, he could not change the disadvantage that he had lost the opportunity.