Night World Players

Chapter 19: No tears in the farewell

My own roadmap?
Xiltina was slightly stunned: "What do you mean?"

"You have to place the time bomb in the steam plant according to the route map and detonate it by yourself, because we have to act separately from now on."

While answering, Last's hands did not stop. He took out the gun parts in the suitcase one by one, and then spliced, assembled and debugged them with extremely skillful movements.

It turned out to be a long-scope sniper rifle. Even the spare ammunition was pointed bullets specially used for snipers. The optical sight was long and slender, reflecting a cold light in the rainstorm.

"Iron Crosses are not mindless zombies. They possess complete human intelligence. Time bombs are not difficult for these Iron Crosses who come from the military to understand. Once they discover them, they will defuse the bombs, and our plan will fail completely."

"And we don't have enough time to clear all the Iron Crosses in the factory one by one... The only solution left is for one person to lure out the Iron Crosses in the steam factory, block them and delay time, while the other person takes this opportunity to place a bomb in it."

"The only person who can be chosen is me... My blood has a fatal attraction to the Iron Cross, and I can't keep up with your speed. If we act together, we will only become a burden and slow down your pace."

Rast took out a glass test tube from his suitcase, which contained some amber liquid.

"At your speed, how long will it take to complete the deployment of bombs at all designated locations on the blueprint?"

Xiltina glanced at the structural diagram of the giant factory and calculated in her mind for a moment: "Counting the time it takes to deploy the bombs, ignoring the consumption, at my maximum burst speed, it will take about twenty minutes."

"You will have twenty-five minutes." Last broke the seal of the glass test tube and extracted the amber liquid with a syringe.

He took out another test tube, which contained the Iron Cross blood that Last had collected along the way. The amber liquid and the inky black blood merged in the syringe, causing a violent but silent chemical reaction.

"what is this?"

"Animal stimulants were originally prepared for bulls in bullrings." Last looked at the reaction in the syringe. The fused liquid was dark brown and settled at the bottom of the syringe.

"Interception is different from escaping. We have to fight head-on. This mixed serum can make up for the difference in physical fitness between me and the Iron Cross to the greatest extent. Of course, the side effects are also obvious."

"It took me more than a dozen times to die of organ failure before I understood the limit of my body's drug resistance. This dose is just enough to keep me alive for two to three hours after the injection."

After waiting for the liquid in the syringe to react, Last used a syringe to slowly push the mixed serum into his own vein.

During this process, Rast had a blank expression on his face, but the iron cross marks on his body expanded further and had already densely covered Rast's face, making him look like he was cursed. These dark crosses were curse marks and spells.

Last stretched his body and looked at Hiltina beside him: "If you have rested well, we can start to attack the final boss."

He seemed to have thought of something and added, "As for the evacuation later, you don't have to worry. There is a ventilation duct in the steam plant that leads directly to the outside of the port area. I have estimated your speed. When the explosion occurs, you should be able to leave the port area and be outside the core area of the explosion."

The strong wind flipped the drawing in Hiltina's hand. On the back of the building blueprint was a simple map of the port area hand-drawn by Last, with a green line clearly marking the escape route from the factory to outside the port area.

With her strength, her life would not be in danger as long as she avoided the center of the explosion.

But Hiltina still didn't move.

She looked at Luster. "What about you? What about your own evacuation route?" "I didn't prepare anything like that, but it doesn't matter."

Luster answered in a calm voice: "Anyway, I won't really die. Death is nothing more than entering the next cycle."

"From the time we found you to the time we made the decision, everything happened too hastily. We didn't have time to make any thorough preparations... With our current conditions, there is no chance that both of us will survive. Not even one in ten thousand."

"So from the very beginning, all the actions and plans I carried out in Deep Blue Harbor were aimed at keeping you alive."

"If you feel that you owe me something, then after leaving the Echoes of History, you should increase your strength, seek help from the outside world, and prepare items that can restrain the Iron Cross and the Evil God... Then return to the Night World to save me when you are absolutely sure."

"I'm not sure when you'll return to the night world, so I'll be prepared for every cycle during this period."

Xiltina stared at Last's eyes and spoke word by word: "The speed of time in the Night World's reverberations is not the same as that in the real world. Maybe when I return here a dozen days later in the real world, the Night World will have experienced a restart of dozens or hundreds of years."

"I know, but it doesn't matter."

Luster's voice was terribly cold: "I have spent hundreds of years here. I don't mind waiting for hundreds more."

Hiltina remained silent, her brows furrowed, and she never responded.

"Strange, based on my previous observations, I thought you weren't the indecisive type."

"To be honest, I hate this kind of life and death parting plot." Last raised his revolver. "Every time I see it in a book, I can't help but curse the author for being vulgar in my heart. Instead of lingering here, it's better to put your energy into the next action, so as not to let the other party's sacrifice go to waste."

boom--

There was a gunshot.

The metal grille connection of the pier where the two were standing was shattered by armor-piercing bullets, causing dazzling sparks, followed by the creaking sound of the pier structure being destroyed and crumbling.

"By the way, if you can successfully leave the Night World, you can also help me check the next place."

"It's a border town called Canaan. You can see rolling snow-capped mountains in the distance. There's a huge white waterwheel next to the town, and the locals seem to be very good at playing bagpipes."

"This place may be related to my past, the past before I came to Deep Blue Harbor and entered the night world..."

boom--

The roar of falling was heard.

Before Last could finish his words, he fell downwards along with the metal trestle he was standing on.

The noise and smoke completely separated Hiltina and Last into two different spaces.

(End of this chapter)