Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

The wind and snow intensified.

Sambo, looking like a wilted eggplant, walked ahead dejectedly, leading the way.

He would occasionally turn around and steal a glance at the "female demon" behind him.

As Xing walked, he straightened his clothes, which had been dislocated due to the bone setting, with a blank expression.

A slight "clicking" sound was still coming from the shoulder, as if the parts were being automatically aligned.

"Um... gentlemen."

Sambo rubbed his hands together, smiling apologetically.

"Belloburg is just ahead. But it's not easy for undocumented immigrants like us to get in; it's full of guards..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"stop!"

A stern shout pierced through the wind and snow, striking everyone's ears like a hammer blow.

On the snow slope ahead.

A row of warriors clad in heavy silver armor and wielding spears and shields stood like an iron wall.

The leader had blond hair and blue eyes, wore heavy silver armor, and held a huge guitar in his hand... no, it was a heavy shield with a force field.

Jepard Landau.

Silver-maned Iron Guard Garrison Officer.

"Suspicious person".

Jepard's gaze, sharp as a hawk's, swept over Sambo and finally settled on Xing's blood-stained and tattered appearance.

His brows furrowed instantly.

"He carries the aura of a rift... and there's this unusual heat reaction."

Jepard raised his heavy shield, his voice cold and hard as iron.

"Identify yourself! Otherwise, according to wartime laws, I have the right to consider you invading Rift monsters... and kill you on the spot!"

"It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Sambo raised his hands to explain.

But the Iron Guards were clearly on edge.

A young Iron Guard saw Star's hand, which was still dripping with golden blood (though it had congealed), and her emotionless golden eyes.

"Captain! That's a monster! It's a monster disguised as a human!"

The guard was too nervous.

His finger trembled.

"Bang!"

The musket in his hand went off accidentally.

A bullet imbued with extreme cold etheric energy whistled out.

The target is directly aimed at—

Standing beside the star, March 7th was completely unprepared!

"careful!!"

Dan Heng's pupils contracted, and he thrust out his spear to try and block.

But the distance was too close.

Too late!

On March 7th, all he saw was a blue light magnifying in front of him, which froze him in terror, and he couldn't even scream.

At this critical moment.

A dark shadow.

There were no unnecessary movements, nor any hesitation.

Take a single step across.

He stood between the gun barrel and the girl.

It is a star.

Her logic is simple:

March 7th is a fragile marksman; he can't withstand this shot.

I am a tank, and I have pain shielding.

Conclusion: I'll take the blame.

but.

This bullet looks like it has strong penetrating power.

Skin and flesh alone might not be enough to stop it; if it gets punctured and causes further injury for three months, that would be bad.

We need to add some "armor".

then.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone—including Jepard.

Xingwei turned slightly to the side.

Her back, that already tattered black vest, suddenly...

It exploded.

"Pfft—!!!"

It was accompanied by a chilling, throbbing sound of flesh being torn apart.

Even in the howling cold wind, the sound was so clear it made your teeth ache.

Several pale white, sharp, spear-like ribs.

It actually happened...

It pierced through the skin on her back!

Not just one.

It's a whole row!

They resemble some kind of living thorn, or a flower of bones blooming in an instant.

It was covered in dripping blood and dark red shreds of flesh.

They grow, intertwine, and interlock wildly in the air.

In an instant, a ghastly white scene was constructed behind the stars...

The Bone Shield!

"clang--!!!"

The bullet struck the bone shield hard.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Bone fragments flew everywhere.

The rib that was struck made a cracking sound as it succumbed to the strain, and a fissure appeared.

but.

It didn't break.

It firmly jammed the deadly bullet.

It's as if they used their own lives to build an absolutely insurmountable wall of sighs.

"..."

The wind and snow seemed to stand still at that moment.

The guard who fired the shot was so frightened that he dropped his gun.

Sambo opened his mouth wide, his chin almost hitting the snow.

And Jepard.

The guard, whose will was as firm as steel, was now holding his shield with a slight tremor in his hand.

What did he see?

He saw one...

To protect his comrades behind him.

In an instant.

The girl who turned herself into... a monster.

"Sizzle—"

Dark golden blood flowed down the stark white bone spurs, dripping onto the pristine snow and scalding deep pits.

Red steam rose up, enveloping the figure of the general in a tragic blood mist.

"……star?"

Behind.

March 7th, her hand trembling, reached out.

She looked at the wall in front of her... made of flesh and bones.

There were even fragments of Xing's clothes hanging on it.

"Are you... in pain...?"

Tears streamed down her face on March 7th.

The star did not turn back.

She simply moved her body a little.

"Click."

Under her control, the few ribs that were protruding from her body slowly retracted and returned to their original positions.

Although the process was a bit choppy (after all, one of them had just been cracked).

But it still managed to retract into its flesh.

All that remained was a hideous, bloody hole, which was visibly writhing and healing.

Xing turned around.

She looked at March 7, who was crying her eyes out, and scratched her head in confusion (with her uninjured hand).

Why are you crying again?

It's blocked.

You're not injured.

and……

Xing touched his back.

The impact just now actually straightened a bone spur that had grown crooked and kept poking into my lung.

It was pretty fun.

It's somewhat like bone setting and massage.

"Zzz... (He's not dead.)"

The star emitted two comforting electrical hums.

then.

She turned her head and looked at the tall, blond man opposite her.

Jepard.

At this moment, Jepard's eyes were extremely complex.

He looked at the stars.

Looking at her covered in blood, and at her golden eyes that showed no pain, only indifference.

as well as……

She still instinctively shielded March 7th behind her.

That posture.

Even if the body is alienated, even if it is all white bones.

Yet it exudes a sense of...

What shook Jepard to his very core...

Divinity.

"Is this... a monster?"

Jepard asked himself the question.

"No."

"Monsters...only devour flesh and blood."

"Only the most sublime warriors... only those with the purest will to preserve..."

"Only then will they not hesitate to use their own blood and bones to build a wall for their comrades."

Jepard took a deep breath.

He slowly lowered the heavy shield in his hand.

The murderous intent that was originally directed at the intruder vanished at this moment.

Instead.

It is the highest form of respect among warriors.

"...Fall back."

Jepard gave the order in a deep voice.

"But sir! They..."

"Shut up."

Jepard gave his men a cold look.

"A person who would make such a sacrifice in a time of crisis..."

"They are definitely not the enemy we are looking for."

He walked up to Xing.

Remove the iron gloves.

Facing this girl covered in blood, who looked even more horribly injured than the monster from the Rift Realm.

Solemnly.

He gave the Silver Mane Iron Guard's highest military salute.

"Feel sorry."

Jepard's voice was deep and sincere.

"I'm sorry to have caused you so much suffering."

star:"?"

She tilted her head.

This person...

What's so strange?

I just blocked a bullet, that's all.

Isn't this a common tactic in games?

and……

Xing sniffed.

She smelled that metallic scent on Jepard.

It smells good.

That shield... looks like it has a high iron content.

Could you...?

Want to take a bite?

"Slurp."

Xing couldn't help it, and a drop of crystal-clear (saliva) blood-red liquid dripped from the corner of her mouth.

Jepard looked at the drop of bloody tear.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Did she...cry?"

Even if the pain is so intense it brings blood and tears... should we force ourselves not to collapse?

Jepard was filled with awe.

Please come with me.

He stepped aside, clearing a path to Belleburg.

"The Great Guardians... should meet you."

"Especially...you, my...respectable warrior."