Urban Odds: Cry Game

The city that never sleeps, the black tower——

In the darkness, a pair of eyes quietly looked at the conference room.

The communications soldiers rushed all the way up the black tower, rushed into the meeting room, and brought the situation of the battle outside the city anxiously.

"What?! The demonic reinforcements...rebelled?!" Under the eyes of everyone, the third elder was the only one who took the blame.

The blood clan has a small population and weak military strength, so it can be regarded as a small country of its own in the mainland.

They had the blessing of the god Lilith, and lived a peaceful and happy life for many years.

But now, Lilith's strength is weakened, and at the critical moment of the Holy Son's succession, the empire sent troops to fight.

They could only rely on foreign aid. As a result, the devil's reinforcements were unreliable, and they didn't help at all. They even rebelled? !

"Don't get excited, sit down first." The elder waved his hand, turned to the communication soldier and said, "Tell me in detail?"

"Yes!" The communications soldier vividly described the tragic battle at the city gate—it wasn't the dragon riders who died, but the demon army sent to support them, and the person who killed them was the forward captain who led this army!

The forward captain abandoned the battle and brutally killed his companions!

"Hmph, let me just say that the demons in the Blood Sea Purgatory are full of brains, what else can they have besides blood and flesh?!"

"Most of them were killed or injured. They fell by themselves before the battle with the dragonrider army. What are you talking about!"

"Divest the capital and hire other teams quickly!"

"It's too late to say this now, when they arrive, everything will be over!"

The elders of the blood clan were chattering, the eyes in the darkness were slowly closed, her eyesight was getting worse and worse, and Liu Yun and Mo Yu were not around, so the only way to know the information was through the communication soldiers and the meeting The elders of the room.

"I don't believe they will rebel!" The third elder calmed down and began to ponder again, "There must be some reason for this!"

The great elder annoyed him: "Then what reason do you say?"

yeah, why?What is the reason for the rebellion?

Infighting?quarrel?Or is there another reason?

She tried to decipher the "cause" and "effect" of the demon's rebellion, but only saw a fog.Whether it is the past or the future, she has lost sight of it.

"Your power is not eternal." Once, the young lord of Crystal City said to her, "You have to pay attention to the sleep that gets longer and longer. After the power fades and disappears, you will fall into a deep sleep forever... Yes, actually You died on the execution ground, I just made a change for you, interfering with the direction of fate... If you have any wish, just complete it as soon as you have sufficient strength... Remember, don't forget the agreement between you and me! "

"Oh, Lilith..." A voice brought her back from her memories.The third elder was upset, and quietly left the meeting room, standing on the open-air platform and looking at the brightly lit city that never sleeps.

Today, the city that never sleeps is so quiet that it has completely become an empty city.

Who else can save the city that never sleeps?

When Lilith's strength is no longer enough to protect them, who else can she rely on?

Son?Is the Son really the last hope?

"What should I do..." The third elder was at a loss. He was talking to himself, but he didn't expect to get an unexpected response.

"Elder, let me ask you..." Lilith's voice rang in her ears, "Which one is more terrifying, the visible threat or the invisible threat?"

The third elder said without hesitation: "Of course the invisible threat is the scariest!"

"Third, what are you talking to yourself over there?" an elder greeted, "It's a meeting! Hurry up!"

The third elder felt annoyed, and while walking towards the meeting room, he kept his ears open for fear of missing Lilith's words.

The eyes in the darkness closed again.

Yes, the invisible threats are the scariest.

Luckily she spotted the menacing threat and knew where "it" was.

Visible threats can at least grasp the opponent's movements and take timely actions.She still has a little strength left, before she falls into a deep sleep, maybe she can help a little at last!

It is just impossible to predict the "result" of this choice.

It's a gamble.

A gamble where there is no turning back!

The city that never sleeps, the gate—

The forward captain was covered in blood, holding the head of his teammate in his paws.

The teammates killed by him were torn apart, and hot blood spread around the forward captain.

The hearts of the demons suddenly turned cold, and they looked from the corpses of their companions to the captain who promised to lead them to fight together.

The forward captain shook off his severed head, and his eyes slowly swept across his teammates.The wine and meat friends he used to be familiar with, who drank blood and ate meat together in the blood sea purgatory, now looked at him as if they were strangers.

"Captain, are you crazy?! Why kill them?!"

"Oh! Am I crazy?...Yes, I'm crazy!" The captain of the vanguard smiled ferociously, and looked at them as if he were a stranger.Those familiar wine and meat friends all have a thin silk thread floating behind their necks...the same thread as the residents of the underground waterway!

They are under control!

The forward captain didn't know when they were entangled in silk threads, nor did he know what was behind the scenes manipulating all this.But he has already noticed the existence of "it", and "it" will not let him go.The captain of the striker seemed to have anticipated his end, either being "assimilated and controlled" or "killed"!

He has been targeted by "it" and cannot escape!

Since you can't escape, it's better to fight to the death!

The pitch-black wings exploded his clothes, and spread out from behind him!

Stretching out his hands, his sharp claws exploded, and the red-eyed forward captain turned into a phantom.No one could see his movements clearly, but in an instant, streaks of blood burst from the bodies of his teammates.

The striker captain shot fiercely, leaving no stone unturned.He must desperately kill all potential crises invisible.

The stump rolled and blood spattered.

Not only did he kill demons, he even killed nearby guards.

No one survives under his claws!

The expressions of the demons changed suddenly, the captain was really crazy... He wanted to kill them all!

The team members turned back to their original forms one after another, and the demons with ferocious faces roared and flocked to the lonely forward captain.

They were full of confidence, thinking that they would surely win with a large number of people.

Ke Lei thought the same way. He wanted to help the lonely captain for a moment, but in the end he controlled himself and observed quietly from high in the sky.

The forward captain is very strong, and wherever the claws go, only stumps and severed heads remain.He seems to be very keen on beheading, no matter whether the opponent is pierced through the heart or disembowelled, he has to add a claw to separate the opponent's head from the body.

Several times, in order to catch a claw, he did not hesitate to risk himself, and was almost killed on the spot.

"Wei Long, let's go down and take a look." Ke Lei said, "There may be something wrong with those severed heads, maybe the captain has already noticed something..."

Wei Long remained silent, his huge dragon body trembling slightly.

He is afraid.

Wei Long, who had experienced many battles, was trembling with fear!

Ke Lei thought that the too bloody scene frightened Wei Long, but then he thought, what battle scene has Wei Long never seen?I have experienced even crueler ones, why didn't I see him trembling in fear at that time?

Ke Lei ordered: "Wei Long, get down!"

"No!" Wei Long shook his head, fluttered his wings and flew to a higher position, tremblingly said, "Can't get down!"

"What are you afraid of?"

"I...I don't know..."

"what?"

"Don't, don't go down, okay?" Wei Long drooped his head, lacking confidence, "It's very dangerous!"

"You mean the demon captain? Well, he is indeed very powerful."

"No... not him!"

"That is……?"

"I don't know... I just... I, I..." Wei Long was stupid, he couldn't explain why.He has a feeling that there are very dangerous things on the ground, he must protect Ke Lei, and he must not be allowed to take risks!

Wei Long believed in his intuition, Long's intuition was always accurate!

Ke Lei didn't blame him, and nodded: "Okay, then we won't go down."

Wei Long breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you!"

Ke Lei said, "Thank you for what?"

Wei Long said sincerely: "Thank you for believing in me!"

Corey: "..."

Weilong: "???"

Ke Lei shook his head with a smile, tapped Wei Long's scales, and said softly, "When did I stop trusting you?"

Wei Long's face was burning hot, and he was wagging his tail happily, but bumped into a strange thing - like a tight thin thread.But when his tail swung again, the thread disappeared, and there was nothing in the air.

Could it be that a thread came up from the ground trying to touch them, but retracted after being discovered?

Hey, that's ridiculous!

Wei Long looked down, and happened to meet a line of sight.

There was a severed head staring at them.

In fact, it wasn't "staring", it was just that the severed head was facing upwards, and its wide eyes were aimed at them.

A chill rose in Wei Long's heart, he flapped his wings and flew far away, and when he found a relatively safe place to watch the battle, the battle outside the city gate was almost over.

The battle was one-sided, the captain of the striker looked crazy, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and was covered in blood.

Corpses are everywhere around him, blood is everywhere!

But he didn't have the slightest joy of victory, and cold sweat was dripping on his tense face.The last demon fell, and the captain of the vanguard shook off his stump, looking around anxiously.

The feeling of being stared at is like a shadow, "it" is still there, and it hasn't disappeared because of his killing!

"Come out!" The forward captain almost collapsed, "Don't hide, come out and fight if you have the ability!!!"

No one answered him.

There is no life left around him.

The forward captain backed away slowly, step by step, cautiously and cautiously on guard.He couldn't see his opponent, and he didn't know which direction the opponent would attack from.

He felt a sinister murderous aura gradually approaching... close... very close! ! !

where? !where? ! ! !

The forward captain suddenly lowered his head and looked at the ground where the blood flowed like a river.There was a very thin silk thread floating in the blood, which seemed to be swimming towards him!

No... more than one!

Those silk threads converged towards him from all directions, they carefully concealed themselves, like poisonous snakes in the jungle, slow and full of murderous intent.The captain of the vanguard was shocked. He thought the silk threads were some kind of unknown magic, but he didn't expect those silk threads to be a kind of life form! ! !

He finally understood how those people were "possessed" and "controlled"!

The forward captain fluttered his wings and flew up. He planned to lead the silk thread to the natural slit, so that the dragon riders would have a headache.

But... At the entrance of the natural slit, several severed heads opened their eyes, and those unfocused eyes were staring at him closely!

The forward captain had nowhere to go but had to fly to the city that never sleeps, but in the city that never sleeps, where is it safe?

By the way, the black tower!

He should go to Lilith for help!

The forward captain immediately flew to the black tower, and halfway through the flight, he suddenly remembered that there were still elders and guards in the black tower.

After a moment of pause, a silk thread suddenly emerged from below, wrapping around the forward captain's ankle.

The forward captain let out an exclamation, and was dragged by the silk thread, smashed through several walls, and smashed into a house.Smoke and dust billowed, brick walls shattered, and warm blood splashed out mixed with dust.With a howl, a black demon rushed out of the smoke and flew into the air recklessly.The forward captain who turned into a prototype is full of scars, and the ankle is even more visible.

He had just flown into the air when he was entangled in the silk thread again, and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken thread.The forward captain had never been so embarrassed. He rolled and struggled on the ground, crashing one building after another, and looked up to see the bonfire burning in the square.

The forward captain exerted strength on his legs and rushed into the raging fire with the last of his strength.

After rushing into the fire, he found that the silk thread is not afraid of fire, but the high temperature will make "them" feel "pain".

The silk thread wrapped around him loosened.

The forward captain flapped his wings suddenly, and charged into the sky with billowing flames.He saw dragoons flying out of the dangerous gap in the distance, but so what?Will they save him?

The forward captain's vision gradually blurred, and he couldn't see things clearly.The city that never sleeps is empty, but he doesn't know where to flee, it seems that there is a dead end in any direction.That's when he finally realizes that he desperately needs a partner... a tough partner who can share his secrets and help him.

But it was too late now, and all his comrades who followed him were killed by him.

Who can help me...

The forward captain prayed in his heart.

Come and save me someone...

His eyes went dark, and fell into the street like a burning meteor, knocking over the colored lights and collapsing a residential building.The size gradually shrunk, and the captain of the striker, who had recovered his human form, lay on the broken bricks and tiles, coughing up a mouthful of blood in pain.

The flames were still burning, but he had no strength to put them out.

Even if he is not killed by the thread, he will be burned to death by the flames.

When his consciousness was blurred, he felt a gentle wind blowing by.The flames were isolated by a strange wind wall, but it was useless to isolate him, and he had no strength to get up again.

I really shouldn't accept this mission!

Watching the dragoons gradually approaching, the forward captain thought discouragedly, if someone attacked him at this time, he would definitely not have the strength to fight back.

That's it...is it over?

The forward captain laughed at himself, laughed, and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Life was slowly draining away, and he couldn't last much longer.

At this moment, through his hazy vision, the captain of the vanguard saw a black figure jumping down from the opposite building and galloping towards him...

The author has something to say:

It's almost over~~~=￣ω￣=