Night World Players

Chapter 16: Escape in the Sunshine
Hiltina followed Rast out of the side door.

The side door of the main house is connected to a small stable. The battle in the early morning and the turmoil outside at the moment have not affected the horses raised in the stable. The horses are still leisurely eating grass in the stable.

"Do you want to gather all the Iron Cross infected people in Deep Blue Harbor and destroy them together?" asked Hiltina.

Rust nodded. "That's right. Even though the evil god can descend through the Iron Cross tainted with his aura, there are still certain requirements for the number of Iron Crosses."

"A few scattered iron crosses simply cannot bear the might of God's descent."

Rast stopped in front of the tallest horse with a bright red mane. "So, if we can wipe out most of the Iron Crosses in this city, we can destroy the prerequisite for God's descent."

This was obviously a wild horse. It raised its front hooves the moment Last reached out to touch it, but Last seemed to know its movement in advance. He dodged sideways and jumped on the horse.

The red horse kicked and jumped furiously, but Rast's body remained motionless on the horse's back, as steady as a rock.

Hiltyna looked at Rast, who was taming a wild horse with ease: "Destroy all the Iron Crosses in the city? How do we do that?"

"I should have told you before that Deep Blue Port also has military uses, so there is a Royal Navy stationed here."

Last gently stroked the chestnut-red fur, and the unruly horse became visibly docile in a few breaths. "The cargo ship that crashed into the dock was actually an arms transport ship disguised as a merchant ship, fully loaded with more than 4,000 tons of gunpowder, shells, and nitroglycerin."

"At this moment, these explosives are scattered in the port after the shipwreck, mixed with the original munitions warehouse and steam boiler factory in Deep Blue Port. As long as the bombs are placed in the right place and detonated in the right order, the chain explosion of thousands of tons of gunpowder and steam boilers will be enough to destroy all life in the port area."

"The center of the explosion only includes the port area? What about the Iron Crosses in other urban areas?" asked Hiltina.

In the close combat just now, she had deeply realized the Iron Cross's almost terrifying vitality. Even if its heart was blown up, it would not die immediately. If it was just affected by the aftermath of the explosion, it would not be enough to kill these hideous and terrifying creatures.

"This is our next task. We will attract hatred, gather monsters, and lead all the Iron Crosses in the city to the port area. We will manually set time bombs and then blow them up into the sky."

Last held the reins in one hand and took out the lead box containing the evil god's contaminants from his arms with the other hand. He opened the box and revealed a metal sculpture of a bound human figure inside.

He tightened his right foot, and the big red horse under his crotch understood what he meant and walked out of the fence, coming to Hiltina's side, in front of the stable door.

"The evil god sculpture has a certain appeal to these Iron Crosses, but it is not enough to make them give up ravaging the living creatures in front of them, so we have to add some more ingredients."

"Can you lend me your sword?"

Hiltina glanced at Last and threw the Twinkling Morning Star over to him.

Luster had rolled up his sleeves, and as he thrust the door open he cut his own vein with the edge of his silver rapier.

Blood shattered in the wind and splashed onto the black iron sculpture of the bound human figure.

Blood dripped, white smoke rose, and faint blood-colored lines appeared on the surface of the sculpture.

Almost at the same time, all the noisy noises and laughter on the street outside the door fell silent, and it was so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard clearly.

In the deathly silence, the Iron Crosses ignored the prey being chased or tortured in front of them, turned their bodies and looked towards the main entrance of the manor, or more precisely, in the direction of Rast riding a red horse.

The horses under Rast's crotch slowly paced out of the manor, and the Iron Crosses turned their heads in unison, as if sunflowers were turning with the sun, but the disks of those sunflowers were gray and broken human faces, with hideous arcs at the corners of their mouths and bloody flames burning in their pupils.

"Last, they seem to think you are delicious..." Being stared at by countless pairs of eyes that had lost their humanity and were filled with only pure cruelty and hunger, even with Hiltina's experience, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

This feeling reminded her of the time when she was a child and got lost in the wilderness at night. She saw pairs of green wolf eyes light up in the darkness. If she had not been discovered and driven away by adults in time, then Hiltina might have been eaten by the hungry wolves.

"Well, the Iron Crosses regard my blood as a delicacy, but I don't know the specific reason. According to my attempts, the blood of other humans does not have a similar effect." Last bit off the bandage and tied the wound on his wrist tightly. "But now is not the time to talk about this. Come up."

"what?"

"Get on the horses before they get stimulated and go completely crazy." Last held the reins with one hand and reached out to Hiltina.

"I know you are faster than the best racehorse, but in order to gather the Iron Crosses from all over the city, our route needs to pass through all five districts of Deep Blue Harbor. It is necessary to save as much energy as possible."

Hiltina grabbed Rast's hand, which was not strong but had distinct knuckles. She used the force to jump up and landed lightly on the horse's back, behind Rast.

"In the eyes of those Iron Cross infected people, we are no different from those who are wanted by five police stars..."

"So you need to use the Night Blade that can cut bullets with your lightsaber all the time. Don't be stingy... Bullets can be shot at us from any direction in this city at any time. In my previous loop, more than half of them died in this level."

"Hold on."

After saying this, Rast felt his shoulders being gripped and kicked the horse hard in the belly.

The big red horse under him neighed. It was obvious that it was no coincidence that Last chose it as his mount from the stable. At this moment, it was not afraid of the horrifying sight of being watched by countless iron crosses.

It suddenly jumped up, jumped over the low fence, and rushed to the end of the street in the distance, facing the midday sun.

Behind him, the Iron Crosses, as if waking from a dream, trampled on each other's bodies and chased after him desperately, like dark waves chasing the light at sunset.

(End of this chapter)