Chapter 238

meanwhile.

DIDU railway station.

Soldiers are armed with guns and sentries.

In order to deal with the serious riots in China, except for the trains from modle, all trains have been banned from entering and leaving the imperial capital since the morning of the 28th.

Baluch's secretary, boken IRA, with three teams of demon hunters from the special incident emergency group, looked at the dark end of the railway from time to time.

He looked up at the time on the clock tower, frowned, walked with his hands on his back, and his voice was anxious.

"The train has been delayed for an hour and thirteen minutes. Did you encounter any accident on the road?"

After he said that.

The noise of the train came faintly from a distance.

Bockenton looked shocked and said, "go to inform the medical team and let them stand by with their equipment nearby. Others check their weapons and stand by!"

In a minute.

An old steam train with scars all over it and only half of the original 26 carriages drove into the DIDU railway station.

Under the light of high-power lamp.

The soldiers and demon hunters looked surprised and dignified when they saw the terrible damage marks on the train.

The blood on the beach dried up on the window.

Or charred, or frozen flesh, stick to the outside of the car.

Even... Half of the human body, stirred in the wheel, rolling slowly.

The car body distorted by supernatural forces, such as being hit, bent and sunken by a giant hammer.

After the harsh brake sound.

In the past, the deafening train whistle was like the cry of a dying man.

Bocken held the pistol in both hands and aimed at the nearest carriage door.

Soldiers and demon hunters also took out their weapons and were on full alert.

The whistle dispersed.

Trapped in the dead platform, the atmosphere was depressed and suffocated.

Bang!

When the iron door of the carriage was pulled open, the particularly harsh noise made all the soldiers and demon hunters tremble slightly.

Turn your arms and eyes to where the sound comes from.

I saw a pair of missing little fingers, blood contaminated right hand, grasping the door frame.

later.

A staggering figure appeared at the door.

Bocken's forearm muscles tightened and was ready to pull the trigger, but after he saw the figure's face, he put down his gun hand, stunned and said, "you're... Gene Andorra?! damn... The others stay on alert! Let the medical team in!"

Gene had a badly burned scar on his neck and was half kneeling on the ground.

He grabbed bocken, who ran to him quickly, and said in a weak voice, "save Vera first... She's almost... No, send me to Lord Baruch immediately. I have something very important to report to him."

"But your injury..."

The shy young man stared with bloodshot eyes and grabbed bocken's collar. His voice was on the verge of collapse and roared, "take me to see him!"

Fifteen minutes later.

Office of the permanent members of the demon hunting regiment.

After listening to Jean's detailed report, Baruch picked up the 20 pound crystal goblet on the table and smashed it on the ground.

There was no old gentleness, anger or abuse.

"Evil plague... Gangduoqi, that dog bastard! I'll skin him sooner or later!"

Nivi alba, the person in charge of the sequence secret office responsible for recording the dialogue on site, solemnly encapsulated the dialogue content in the file bag processed by the sequence secret.

Get up and leave the office quickly.

Baruch clenched his teeth, took a deep breath and shouted outside the door, "boken! Take him to the hospital for treatment. In ten minutes, I want to see the head of the Institute of mystics standing here!"

Gene was helped up by Bocan, glanced at the tooth he brought back on the desk, didn't say much, and turned away.

When he gets to the door.

Baruch suddenly said, "you don't have to worry about Cole. Although the Golden Port has been completely occupied, I will find a way to find him back.

And Gondor wants to kill him. It's not that easy.

Gene, the information you and Vera brought back is very important. The demon hunting regiment and the Empire will remember it. "

When gene left accompanied by two demon hunters.

"Boken, go find Mrs. Zoe. She has a way to contact Cole."

Mention the old monster who looks like a girl.

The Secretary's face became very unnatural for a moment. He hesitated and said, "Sir, are we really going to ask her?"

Baruch went to the cup holder, poured a glass of red wine again, drank it up in one gulp, frowned and said, "if Cole died in golden harbor, what do you think will happen next?"

"Golden harbor is now the territory of the Nord order... I see."

without doubt.

As another protagonist of the internal investigation, Cole appeared in the newspaper on behalf of the Empire and the demon hunting regiment, a symbol of swearing in to the citizens of the whole country on the issue of the Nord order.

Once he dies in gondozzi's hands.

In public opinion, the Empire and the demon hunting group will fall into great passivity.

Even using the identity of heroes to cover up can not change their failure and weakness against the Nord order.

...

Golden Harbor.

This dead forest of flesh and blood.

Bathed in fire.

Cole looked down at the black-and-white photos in his hand, a group photo of a family of three.

The wife and young daughter of the demon hunter.

Put the picture in your pocket.

Glancing at the corpse of the demon hunter, Cole took out a cigarette, frowned and lit it.

Bend over and close his eyes with his hands.

Take a deep breath.

Before stepping forward, a malicious laughter, mixed with perfunctory clapping, sounded not far away.

"Wow, look who we found? The famous demon hunter, Cole walker."

later.

A group of about ten cult followers walked out of the shadow under the ruins.

Servants and slaves in the shape of servants push crude wooden carts made of wood.

Two female demon hunters were tied to the wooden cross of the cart by them. One of them fainted with his face covered by dry blood and muddy long hair. The other was numb in his eyes, perhaps giving up resistance or completely exhausted.

At the same time.

There was another young female demon hunter, who was completely controlled by two strong men with red fruit upper body. She struggled desperately and scolded.

"Let go of me! Let go..."

The evil believer in the front, with a stick like reverence and smile on his face, opened his arms, looked at Cole, looked back at the young female demon hunter, and his voice was passionate like singing a hymn.

"Stupid bureaucrats, despicable thieves, cruel slave owners!

Woman! You must confess your sins and kneel at the feet of your father to repent.

Until you give birth to a new life with your dirty body and repay the soul haunted by sin after death.

Let the world spit on your sins and pray for God's forgiveness. "

"Shut your mouth! Even if you kill me, I won't... Ah -"

The strong man turned the female demon hunter's arm hard, and she screamed with pain.

This time.

The evil cult like the little leader stretched out his right hand, smiled at Cole and said, "cole walker, you are the man selected by God, our brother fooled by sinners. Take my hand and sincerely repent, and the father will forgive your disrespect and betrayal."

Maybe it's serious in the cult.

His behavior, words and deeds are full of solemn divinity.

However, in Cole's eyes, even the most ridiculous clown show is not as funny as his behavior.

Frown.

White smoke wafted out of my mouth and nose.

His eyes collided with the subdued female demon hunter.

Even though the noose of death and shame had wrapped around her neck, and even though despair and severe pain made her eyes tearful, she still shook her head at Cole, motioned not to care about them, and exhausted all her strength to escape from this fearful city that has been completely occupied by evil and dominated by terror.

Cole threw away his cigarette.

With a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, the cold eyes were cruel and ruthless.