Night World Players

Chapter 23 True Name Liberation
A huge shadow enveloped Rast and the Iron Cross leader.

No longer caring about Rast, whose abdomen was pierced and who had no power to fight back, the Iron Cross leader suddenly drew his sword and tried to escape from the shadow that was like a collapsing mountain.

Escaping a distance of dozens of meters in one or two seconds sounds incredible, but considering his physical fitness after devouring so many mutants, it may not be impossible.

But at this moment, the Iron Cross leader saw the young man in front of him suddenly raised his revolver and put it against his temple.

What does he want to do?
suicide?

But his pistol was clearly empty and he couldn't even commit suicide.

The boy's face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, but at this time he could still smile: "Captain Lenglet, aren't you very curious about what my ability is?"

Why does he know my name?
The thought flashed through his mind in a flash, and Last pulled the trigger.

In the bright and shining light of the lantern, the tyrannical desires and madness were suppressed, the iron cross on his forehead dimmed a little, and the consciousness of the Marine Captain Langley was briefly revived.

Langley stopped his action in confusion, looked around, and recalled everything he had done before - as a captain of the Marine Corps, he should have defended his country and commanded the army, but he devoured his soldiers one by one in order to gain strength.

"What have I done?"

The next moment, dozens of tons of falling steel bars engulfed everything.

……

A violent roar was heard, and it could be heard clearly even outside most of the city.

What broke before was just a section of metal trestle, but this time what fell were dozens of tons of steel bars and fuel tanks.

Sparks from the collision of steel ignited the broken fuel tanks, and hot air currents and flying debris swept across.

I don't know how long it took before the rain extinguished the fire and smoke above the steel ruins.

Last was crawling in the ruins of steel, his chest rising and falling weakly.

At the moment when dozens of tons of steel bars fell and the fuel tank exploded, Langlet stood in front of him and used his body to bear most of the damage for Rast.

Perhaps he did this to atone for his sins, or perhaps it was out of his sense of responsibility as a soldier to protect civilians... It's just not clear if Langley would regret making this decision if he knew that Last had been wanted many times with five stars on his head and had sniper battles with the Marines in Deep Blue Harbor.

But in fact, at this moment, there is no difference between Rast being alive and dead.

Not far away, the unique laughter of the Iron Crosses was heard along with the sound of footsteps.

The desire for blood and power overcame the fear of fire, and hundreds of Iron Crosses climbed over the burning steel ruins and headed towards Rast.

This place has an incomparable temptation for them. In addition to the blood of Rast and the evil god sculpture, there is now also the body of the Iron Cross leader Langlai -

The Iron Cross who eats this corpse may become the new Iron Cross leader, or even the new king of the tribe in the future.

Luster didn't move, or rather, he couldn't move.

The previous bloody battle had exhausted all his physical strength, and Lenglet was unable to protect his whole body. The broken metal fragments penetrated into his organs, and several sharp steel bars cut off the bones and tendons of his hands and feet. Even his mental strength was drained by the last shot that awakened Lenglet.

Last's five senses began to dull, and even his pain perception became blurred. He knew that his appearance was now just a mass of blurred flesh and blood that was difficult to distinguish as a human. The reason he did not die immediately was simply because the effect of the Iron Cross serum had not completely faded, and that extraordinary self-healing ability was just holding him to his last breath.

Last used his last bit of strength to grope for the pocket watch. On the broken dial, the 25-minute countdown had come to an end.

Mission accomplished, he single-handedly blocked the city's Iron Cross for 25 minutes.

If everything goes well, by now, Hiltina should have already set up all the time bombs in the factory and is evacuating the port area through the escape route of the ventilation ducts.

The wild laughter gradually moved closer to Last, and the footsteps were much more frequent than before. At least a thousand Iron Crosses gathered around Last. They were the Iron Crosses that were originally outside the port area.

Surrounded by such a large number of Iron Crosses, even if Last was still in his prime, he would never be able to break out successfully with the help of an entire arsenal. What's more, Last had already used up his last bullet and even had difficulty moving a finger.

He closed his eyes, silently waiting for death to come and a new cycle to begin.

This was not because Rast was afraid of pain and died from being eaten by the Iron Crosses. This was just the most ordinary way of death among the many ways Rast had died in the past.

He was just thinking about Hiltina and what would happen after the new cycle began.

Based on their experience of just one day together, Last judged that Hiltina was quite reliable and not the kind of person who went back on her word. She would probably find a way to rescue him after successfully escaping from the night world.

But he didn't know whether Xiltina could successfully place the time bomb and escape from the port before it exploded.

Can the evil god's descent be stopped by killing all the Iron Crosses with an explosion? This is just Rast's speculation. He is confident in his deduction process, but he has never successfully implemented it, so he is not sure.

Even if Xiltina really escaped from the Night World, could she successfully accumulate strength and return to the Night World to save herself? Would Xiltina encounter any accidents during this period? Would there be any new changes in the Night World? Rast didn't know.

He never trusted anyone, and Rast had been alone for hundreds of years, but this time he chose to bet on the rapier girl named Hiltina, whom he had known for less than twenty-four hours.

Because this is the only variable that appears in Last's tens of thousands of cycles, he has no choice but to seize the possibility even if it is only one in ten thousand.

The footsteps paused.

An iron cross stopped in front of him, and Last could already hear the sound of the sharp blade breaking through the air.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, bringing with it a red and white gust of wind.

The knife that was slashing at Rast was destroyed in the strong wind, and then the owner of the knife also disappeared into the distance.

"Real name, liberation."

A clear voice echoed throughout the entire steel ruins. It was a girl speaking, and she spoke an ancient language with a metallic voice.

Rast had never heard of this language, but now he understood the meaning of the word, which meant "star".

The next moment.

The light of the morning star illuminated his eyes.

(End of this chapter)