Why it never ends

Chapter 1001 Ringtone

When Eucalyptus realized that a machine was shooting at her, there was almost no shelter around her. She turned around and ran back, the bullets almost grazed her hair and ear skin. With every step forward, she heard a voice in her mind screaming: Are you still alive! Am I still alive?

The twenty meters from the road back to the corner became the longest distance in Yujiali's life. She miraculously dodged every bullet behind her, and stumbled on the downhill road to avoid a machine gun coming from the side - she turned around and saw a strafing machine less than ten meters away from her.

Eucalyptus crawled two steps using her hands and feet, then stood up and fled to another intersection. An unprecedented despair filled her - how could she escape?

How...is it possible to escape?

However, the strafing machine not far from Eucalyptus stopped attacking at this moment. Its status light began to flash, and the muzzle of the gun began to turn from Eucalyptus's increasingly distant back to the giant trash can beside it.

The third machine gun came slowly from another block, firing wildly at the wall. Eucalyptus stopped and looked back.

The hard plastic trash can was quickly beaten into a sieve, its hollow body collapsed first, and the crowd fell in panic and quickly died; those standing on the edge jumped down in panic and fled, they were first hit in the calves, fell down, and then hit in the vitals.

  The strafing machines gathered around the victims like vultures. They seemed unable to judge whether the victims were alive or dead, and just focused their firepower on them. Eucalyptus took the opportunity to run up another ramp.

Suddenly she found a long stone staircase at her hand. She ran up like crazy as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

As expected, the strafing plane behind us did not catch up.

Just as Eucalyptus breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly discovered a dead body lying at his feet.

She slowly raised her head and found that many people were lying quietly on the stone steps. She passed by each person and gently pushed their shoulders.

"Hello?"

"Hello……"

"Hello……"

No one responded to her.

She saw bullet holes in the back of the body and she didn't understand why.

Another loud explosion sounded in the distance. When the explosion ended, she heard the ringing of a cell phone beside her.

Eucalyptus shuddered, but still reached out and picked up the phone.

"Hey……"

"Mom, you finally answered the phone!! You scared us to death! Did you know that there was a terrorist attack in Emanlia tonight? We just heard the news. You didn't go to the celebration-"

Eucalyptus glanced at his feet and saw a silver-haired old man lying there, his blood flowing down the steps and already solidified.

The phone fell from Yukari's hand.

She walked up slowly, and the phone rang from time to time beside her. Every ding-dong sound was like a drill bit, piercing the top of Eucalyptus's head.

As she was almost at the end of the stairs, Eucalyptus suddenly thought of something. She slowed down, crawled on the stairs, and looked up tremblingly - above the stone steps was a highland park. Two white sweepers were parked quietly under the trees, but the status lights under the machine guns were always flashing.

Eucalyptus only realized that she had been screaming, and the smoke made her unable to stop crying. Once the fear exceeded the limit, people would get tired of escaping. Eucalyptus curled up on the steps and coughed violently. She felt short of oxygen and seemed like she might faint at any time.

A black shadow fell down lightly.

"simple?"

Eucalyptus looked up and saw a man squatting beside him. "Jane, are you okay?" he asked again, "Can you walk? Are you injured anywhere?"

Eucalyptus supported himself on the ground and slowly straightened his upper body.

The man was about to help Eucalyptus up when he suddenly felt a strong murderous intent behind him. He subconsciously let go of Eucalyptus and dodged to the side. The two sharp spikes had already shattered the stone brick he had just stood on.

"Stay away from her!"

Eucalyptus looked up in a trance and saw a familiar shadow falling from the sky.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not chelated..." The man held out his human hands, "Look."

"Victoria!" Hesta shouted into the microphone, "Come to Highland Park, there are a lot of unprocessed strafing devices here!"

Victoria's voice came from the headset: "It's been cleared four or five times over there, why is there still——"

"I also found a suspected chelate," Hesta said, "and its reaction speed is at the level of a Deformer."

"…I'm not Chelate," the man repeated, "I'm her old friend—"

Hesta glanced at Eucalyptus, trying to confirm with his eyes, but Eucalyptus's eyes were unfocused and he did not respond.

The man continued, "She and I knew each other a long time ago in District 3—"

"Confirmed to be chelate." Hesta lowered his head.

"What..." The man looked confused, not understanding why the other party suddenly jumped to conclusions.

Hesta bowed slightly and said into the microphone again, "...No need, I can do it alone."

Hesta's attack was impenetrable. At first the man tried to let go to show his sincerity, but he soon realized that if he let go, the mercury needle in front of him would draw his blood.

To some extent, he understood this principle of warfare. Once he confirmed that the opponent was a chelate, he would not need to respond to any words. Because no matter what the chelate said or did, no matter how friendly and harmless it appeared, its ultimate goal was to take people's lives.

The man struggled to avoid the first few attacks, but Hesta's thorns seemed to have eyes and would suddenly turn when they passed by him. There were already fine wounds on his chest, calves, and arms. It felt like a giant was thrown into a tank with piranhas. Although the wounds were not too serious at the moment, he knew that he was slowly losing blood.

The man realized the strength of his opponent and decided to retreat. However, Hesta's attack became more difficult to deal with - he didn't dare to turn his back to Hesta and run away, because he was not sure what the speed limit of the man in front of him was. If he turned around rashly, his entire back would be exposed to the opponent's attack range.

The two of them attacked and defended along the buildings facing the street. The man's front foot stepped on the eaves of the house and his back foot was pierced by Hesta. He couldn't distance himself no matter what, so he could only use various obstacles to try to have a conversation with Hesta.

"Please believe me--" he said loudly, "I mean no harm--"

Hesta leaped up and grabbed a corner of the other's cloak.

She was like a fisherman fishing by the edge of a deep river. She seized the opportunity the moment the bait moved. Hesita tightened her cloak, flipped in the air, and kicked the opponent in the upper back.

The man fell to the ground in an instant, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Hesta used a blue glass window on the second floor to turn around. Amid the sound of glass breaking, she raised the spikes in her hand and poked towards the enemy's eyes.