Life as a mercenary turned into a girl is a bit difficult

On both sides of the suddenly wide road, Hiiragi finally saw facilities that fit the word prison. The large open space separated by iron fences and barbed wire should be the release area for prisoners of war. Different types of courts and fitness facilities are set up here. Here, large and small watchtowers are located around the open space to monitor every move of the prisoners of war here.

In addition to the usual ruins, Hiiragi also made new discoveries, that is, human remains. There were completely dried corpses and incomplete bones. Judging from the uniforms, they were both prisoners and detainees.

But the strange thing is that these corpses have no obvious external injuries, and there are no signs of struggle. The corpses of prisoners are concentrated around the stadium and facilities, while the corpses of detainees are hanging on the watchtower or falling on the open space below the watchtower, as if they are right there. The second before death, these people were still performing their duties at their posts.

Not only were the human corpses before the war, in the corner of the office building, a roll of straw mat and a bonfire proved that they were not the only outsiders who entered here, but their owner also turned into a withered corpse. , curled up on the straw mat and slept here in a side-lying sleeping position. His patched clothes had no scratches or bites, but he just died, so peacefully.

poison gas?

The pollution monitor did not sound. In this case, this was the only reason that Hiiragi thought of immediately. Just when she turned around to confirm with Irene whether there was poisonous gas, she was shocked to find that Irene had suddenly disappeared from the air at some point. Her side disappeared.

When did it happen... Hiiragi felt a chill in his heart. If he wanted to act alone, it would be impossible for Irene to leave without saying hello, and it would also be impossible for him to leave so quietly. Then if he was attacked by an unknown creature hiding somewhere, It was impossible for her not to notice any movement. With Erin's strength, she really couldn't think of any existence that could do this.

Detouring the town...could it really be a ghost?

Within 10 minutes after entering the prison, Hiiragi realized the horror of this place. She wanted to leave for a long time, but when she turned around, she found that the square behind her was completely shrouded in a large white thick fog. It was obviously a hot summer day, and it was even more... It's almost noon. Where did this white mist come from? !Why wasn't there when I came in just now? !

Trying her best to suppress the fear and uneasiness in her heart, Hiei Jing tried to maintain rational thinking to deal with this too weird scene. At this moment, a strange sound suddenly reached her ears in the silence.

"Eileen?"

Although he was asking for Irene's name, Hiiragi immediately raised his gun and pointed it in the direction of the noise without hesitation.

A figure timidly popped its head out from behind the corner. Under the long silver-grey hair was a face that was very familiar to Hiiragi - "Zero-Nine?!"

What's going on Zero-Nine?Why is she here?How did she come to Ofanto? !At this moment, countless questions flashed through Hiiragi's mind, but when these questions popped up in her mind, they were quickly ignored by her consciousness.

Lingjiu seemed slightly startled when she heard Hiiragi's call. Soon she ran towards Hiiragi from far behind the corner with a look of surprise.

Wait a moment!Stand there!

Hiiragi wanted to call out to Lingjiu to stop her, but when she saw the surprise on Lingjiu's face, a feeling of reunion after a long separation inexplicably blocked her words in her throat, and her gun-holding posture changed to one with open arms. The arms will fly towards Zero Nine and hug him.The softness in her arms and the fragrance in her hair completely eliminated the last bit of resistance in Hiroyuki's heart, and now she was immersed in this sudden joy.

"Lingjiu, where did you run to...Hiiragi Jing?!"

Before Hiiragi Jing's calm and familiar voice could be heard, the stunned Hiiragi Jing turned her head away and looked behind Lingjiu. Sure enough, Han Nianling, wearing a very familiar white coat, was standing there. Her expression was With obvious surprise, it quickly turned into joy, and finally was forced down by her and turned into a curve at the corner of her mouth.

"Hiiragi...you are here."

She was not the only one. Behind Han Nianling, there were Fei'er and Shang Shu. They all gathered around and seemed to want to say something, but they all remained silent.

"Yes, that's right!" Trying to escape from the excitement, Hiiragi quickly asked the question she was most concerned about, "How did you get to Ofanto? How did you pass through the NC abandoned city and nuclear wasteland? ?”

"There is another passage connecting the Southern Federation and Ofanto. An abandoned city and a nuclear wasteland cannot completely isolate the two places." Han Nianling, who opened her mouth to explain, stretched out her hand and rubbed Sheng Jing's head, and she sighed deeply. He breathed as if a heavy burden had been lifted off the division, "After the trade agreement between the Southern Federation and Ofanto, we organized a team to enter Ofanto and started looking for your traces. Ofanto's side provided clues that you had appeared in this area. , so we just took it?"

Provide clues?Is it my trace in the underground facility?Didn’t it mean that the underground facility was a secret of the First Prince that would not be easily leaked?

Han Nianling's explanation did not solve her doubts but gave her more doubts. She wanted to ask, but Shang Shu snatched her away from Ling Jiu's arms and buried her in Between the soft peaks of his own body, the sense of clarity that he finally regained was once again indulged in.

"Okay, okay, don't be bored and naiwai. Let's go home first. We'll have plenty of time to spend time together after we get home."

go home……

The drifting consciousness was almost completely shattered by the meaning of this word. Go home...return to the Newborn City...a certain desire that has been suppressed deep in my heart seems to be no longer hidden. The white mist I saw earlier As if she didn't exist, she was escorted out of the office building, walked across the square and continued towards the gate. Behind the gate were Hu Lan and Ren Xi standing next to the off-road vehicle, waving to her.

You can get on that car and go home... Hiiragi slowly closed her eyes, and the black liquid that settled deep in her heart rippled in circles...

Chapter 9 Mysterious Adversary

The two intertwined figures rubbed together in mid-air, creating a fleeting spark. The bloody sickle that could have easily cut through the armor plate could only leave a few negligible white marks in the confrontation with the opponent's weapon. That's all, the separated figures stood on their own, observing the opponent they were fighting with at the same time.

The dark red straight-edged long knife has a unique shape. It is obvious at a glance that it is not a product of the wasteland era. As for the owner Irene who holds it in her hand, she had a guess the moment they met. Then It's her kind - a witch.

The simple white uniform is embroidered with an unknown number logo, and the large-sized jacket that does not fit the girl's body shape is easy to see. Under the short brown hair bound by a black headband, a pair of ink-colored pupils are annotated. Erin was very uncomfortable. That kind of gaze locked on prey should have been her privilege to look at others.

"It's forbidden to enter here. Now that you've woken up, please leave. It was just a warning." The short-haired witch pointed the long knife at Irene, suddenly started to attack and then suddenly started to expel. The strange behavior was not the focus of Irene's attention, and she did not I don’t care who the other party is, why are they here?She was focused on one thing right now: She seemed to be threatened.

Since waking up, Erin has had the only response to threats.

"call--!!!"

The moment the Blood Scythe was swung, the moon wheel drawn in the air hit the short-haired witch at high speed. In an instant, the girl stretched out her hand and grasped the sharp blade. A stream of dark red blood poured out from the wound in the girl's palm. gathered in front of her.

The blood aggregate was not able to block Irene's violent attack, but it was enough to deflect the attack. The light wheel that cut through the blood aggregate took away some of the brown hair from the ears of the short-haired girl, and then pushed her behind her. Countless overlapping tables, chairs, and ruins were cut into two pieces, and the air waves and gravel blown by the wind blade were thrown backwards.

Erin's offensive did not stop. Almost at the moment when the blood aggregate was about to disintegrate, a black smoke emerged from the cut crack and carried a huge sickle that was slashed from top to bottom.

Chong——! ! !

The short-haired witch immediately raised her sword with both hands to resist the sharp edge of the scythe. Unexpectedly, Irene grabbed the scythe and suddenly changed the direction of the force and pulled hard. The short-haired girl whose weapon was grabbed by the scythe blade was not able to react in time and was immediately pulled towards the opponent. The black smoke that had been prepared for a long time immediately attacked the short-haired witch.

As long as it is entangled in black smoke, Erin's sickle blade can appear anywhere around the target. This is her most effective means of fighting the enemy. Facing such a rapid attack, the short-haired girl obviously has no time to react, and it also shows that This gives Erin the advantage of being richer in combat experience.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound of broken glass suddenly reached Eileen's ears. Perhaps it was just a certain glass window that was affected by the battle and was forced to leave its position that it had held for a hundred years, but the instinct that had been tempered by countless battles was at the moment when the warning sign first appeared Give up the imminent opportunity to attack and blend your body into the black smoke.

Clang!Clang! !Clang! ! !

Dark red spikes made of blood suddenly shot up from below and pierced Irene's position. However, since Irene's action only tore the hem of her windbreaker, Irene, who turned into black smoke, quickly retreated. Keep a distance from the other party to prepare for the next attack that the other party may surprise you.

The short-haired girl did not rush to attack, but opened the wound on her palm to let the blood that had blocked her attack at first penetrate into her body. The pale complexion faded at a speed visible to the naked eye as the blood returned, and the thorns that had condensed into the ground were The blood fell back to the ground and then lost its conspicuous color and quickly solidified, and the pool of inactivated blood was scattered with fragments of glass.

Fragments?Where did the sound just come from?

The short-haired girl's ability is undoubtedly the control of blood, but she doesn't know where the boundaries of this ability are. If the control of blood does not distinguish between friend and foe, wouldn't it mean that she would have to face blood loss once she has a slight wound on her body? , and why are the consequences of the two streams of blood so different?

The failure of the first round of offensive will inevitably arouse enough vigilance from the opponent, and the next attack will lose its suddenness. This situation is very unfavorable for Irene. The three-blade attack just now was an explosion for a quick victory. , there is no other reason. Since the consumption and injuries in the underground facility last time, her opponent has not recovered yet, but her opponent is in full condition. Even if she has more combat experience, she will inevitably be at a disadvantage after being consumed for a long time.

Sure enough, after Irene's attack just now, the short-haired girl's stance became cautious. She held the knife in her right hand to fight at any time, and opened her coat with her left hand to reveal the true cause of the sound of glass breaking and the sudden blood attack.

Around her waist were hung a dozen glass containers of different sizes and shapes with cloth and leather straps, and the same dark red liquid was rippling in these containers.

Blood?

Seeing this scene, Eileen's two questions were answered. The reason why the other party used these bottles and jars to store blood was simple: her own blood was limited, so she needed to use daily blood storage to increase her upper limit. Since she needed If she uses this method, she will probably be the only one who can control the blood. Of course, there is no guarantee that every witch's ability is beyond simple speculation. The extra extension and unknown of the transcendent ability itself is the most deadly thing about the witch. , just like herself...

The attack just now must have been the result of the short-haired girl smashing one of the blood bottles at her feet.

While Irene was analyzing the short-haired girl's ability, the other party was also frowning slightly. Of course, she also knew that the black smoke belonged to Irene's ability, but the information she gained was not compared to the information Irene gained from her first fight with the witch. many.

"Why refuse? What is your purpose here?" The short-haired girl pressed her left hand on the glass bottle and hesitated. Even after countless years of reserve, her blood was still limited. After confirming that the other party was a witch, she I knew I couldn't take it down in a short time.

"Step aside……"

Erin did not answer the question but gave the order coldly. This was her usual character.

The short-haired girl's brows suddenly deepened, and suddenly her expression relaxed as if she had some realization: "Are you nostalgic for the dream just now and want to indulge in it and refuse to leave?"

Her guess was not groundless. Over the years, all kinds of intruders have come one after another. Some people escaped from their dreams and noticed the weirdness and danger here and fled. There are also people who can't stand the cruelty of the wasteland and just want to sink in the beauty. It's just that Spiritual enjoyment cannot prevent the physical body from dying in reality.

It varies from person to person and from time to time. Not all dreams are beautiful, but once exposed to them, few people really want to return to the cruel reality.

Nostalgic?Fantasy?

Eileen's face was startled, and a picture of a figure embracing herself appeared in her mind. The other person's appearance was submerged in the negative light. She had never felt such peace since she woke up, but that kind of beauty...

"You are humiliating her..." Erin's pupils suddenly flashed with a bloody red light, and anger gradually appeared on her face that had not changed for thousands of years, as if carved by ice. The raging killing intent made the short-haired girl feel a wave of pain in her body and mind. The essence is cold, "Just because of this... Just because of this false thing... How dare you pretend to be her!!!"

What's going on with this guy? !The sudden anger made the short-haired girl a little confused. She didn't have time to think about it because Irene once again took the initiative to pounce on her.

Without any unnecessary movements or expressions, the sickle drew a circle and headed straight for her neck.

"laugh--!!!"

The violent impact caused the long knife to twist and tremble, and the tiger's mouth that was holding the handle was torn open. The short-haired girl didn't have time to take out the glass bottle and quickly established a connection with the blood in her body, but before she could make a move, Irene's third The second strike has come.

The raised sickle spun around, cutting down the long sword and the palm holding it, and then kicked the opponent's abdomen hard, sending the short-haired girl flying backwards.

"Bang!!!" The collision between her back and the wall was a rare moment when the short-haired girl felt pain, and the right hand that was severed from the wrist was the first and most serious pain she had ever experienced.

"Well..." She endured the pain and suppressed the blood from spurting out from the wound. The short-haired girl's trembling body wanted to get up from the ground, but the tip of the sickle that quickly approached her stopped all her movements.

She won... No matter how boiling the black smoke was and how unbearable the pain was, Irene got the victory she wanted. Now that it was confirmed that she was stronger than the opponent, she could start negotiating.

"who are you?"

"..."

The short-haired girl's silence made her dissatisfied. She was clearly the winner and had established her authority, so what right did the loser have to disobey her?

"Poluke Windsor..." The girl with short-sharp hair, who seemed to have noticed the advance, finally said, "It's... the person who took your life."

"?!"

Danger!From behind? !

Erin's body quickly atomized, and almost before she was completely atomized, the dark red long knife of the Art Award penetrated her back...

Is that long knife made of blood?

The body wrapped in black smoke swept back at a high speed. She could feel the discomfort of the clothes on her back being soaked by the warm liquid and clinging to her skin. She was injured...

"An arrogant guy like you should... die miserably here!" As she spoke, the short-haired girl showed a ferocious smile and reconnected the broken hands with blood, leaving no wounds at all to recover. As before, the long knife made of blood in her hand was missing part of the tip for some reason.

That part... inside her?

Eileen clearly felt the feeling of a foreign object invading the wound on her back. The injury that she should have ignored with her self-healing ability could not heal at all at this time. The uncontrollable blood seemed to be drawn by external forces and gush out of the body.

Have you been too careless?Erin's identity change between winner and loser was unacceptable to her, but the constant flow of blood left her with no strength to get angry.At this moment, none of them noticed that just outside the building where they were fighting, a black wave was rushing towards this side.

Chapter 10 Twin Witches

For a witch, understanding oneself and abilities is a long process. It was so long that Pollock Windsor had not figured out her identity and where she came from in this unknown number of years.Perhaps knowing nothing about the past, she could only have a chance to seek answers by walking out of here, but the situation here did not allow her to leave, but she had no complaints about it, because this was her only concern.

The fruitless search for herself made her turn her attention to her own abilities, because she didn't know when outsiders would break into this uninhabited valley from time to time. They first stayed in the small town, and then started to go to the prison. Exploring and blocking the barrier drove away groups of people, and at the same time, Poluk Windsor realized that sooner or later, the peace that belonged to them would be broken.

As if the sense of crisis engraved in her instincts allowed her to quickly learn and master her abilities, she soon discovered that the upper limit of her abilities depended on the total amount of operable blood. Unfortunately, only the blood flowing in her body could She would respond, which forced her to find other ways to increase her upper limit.

The simplest way is to reserve blood daily for emergencies. However, in the absence of preservation means, even if her blood is different from ordinary people, it will coagulate quickly after leaving the body, and will no longer respond to the control of the ability. In order to delay the blood coagulation. At that time, Poluk had to catch leeches from a nearby creek, filter out the simplest anticoagulant from the mashed leeches, and add it to the reserved blood bottle.

This kind of knowledge that seems to be imprinted in her mind has strengthened her understanding of blood, but even so, the storage time of blood is only about one month, but the danger does not only come for one month, and blood can be drawn at any time to replace the ineffective blood. It became something she needed to do frequently.

In-depth understanding is not without its benefits. In recent times, Poluk has made a new discovery. Although the blood that can be directly controlled is limited to her own body, if the blood of others is mixed with her own blood, she can also control it. Establishing a slight connection, even if it can't control it freely, it is enough to suppress the coagulation and cause the wound to lose blood.

Unexpectedly, the latest discovery that I just learned not long ago would be put to use so quickly. Not only that, but a powerful enemy was also captured.

Deportation?No, she has changed her mind. What she wants to do now is to completely solve the threat in front of her. Regardless of whether she has discovered the secret here, unlike those humans, Irene made her perceive the real danger.

"Huh..." Standing leaning on the sickle, Irene could clearly feel a wave of dizziness. She had to retreat immediately as the symptoms of blood loss began to appear. The subconscious turning of her head made Poluk aware of her intention, and he coagulated blood to replace the missing blade of the long sword. Jianpoluk adjusted her posture. This time it was her turn to lead the offensive.

Boom boom boom! ! !

In an instant, countless glass fragments suddenly shattered, and the crystal fragments flying in the air fell like meteors, falling into a dark liquid that even light could not color. A large amount of black liquid poured out of the window, and was able to ignore the uphill slopes and steps. continues to spread outward to a larger area.

Both Irene and Poluk were frightened by the sudden appearance of the foreign objects and backed away. Whether it was the shape of the black liquid itself or their instinctive disgust and rejection, they were telling them to stay away as soon as possible. Poluk did as she was told and she quickly interacted with the black liquid. Liquid came to keep the distance, but Erin made the most surprising move.

what is she doing?Is she committing suicide?

Irene suddenly ran a few steps toward the black liquid, resisted her resistance and discomfort, leaned over and rolled on the spot, rolling directly in the black liquid that was already up to her ankles.Before she could react, Pollock was shocked to find that he had lost contact with the blood that had invaded Erin's body, as if it had never existed.

what happened?In the end what happened?

She had never seen anything like this before. Pollock became panicked for a moment. These weird things were completely beyond her cognition. She had read every book and newspaper she could find in the prison, but she never found anything. Information about this thing.

"Ah……"

Seeing the confusion written on her face, Poluke Irene couldn't help but let out a mocking chuckle. She had experienced too few battles and was still too young. The reason for her defeat was simply that she had not recovered.

Irene, who had come into contact with these black liquids a long time ago, has had speculations about it since then, and the current situation has confirmed this - disabling the witch's ability.

When she was still in the crater, even if she did not come into direct contact with the black smoke, she could not cross even half a step. The short distance of more than 100 meters from the "seed" became a chasm that she could never cross. This is why she evacuated decisively. reason.

The difference is that the effect of these black liquids now is undoubtedly much weaker than that then, otherwise she would not dare to risk taking the initiative to contact them.

Even so, the consequences of being contaminated with black liquid are still not pleasant: dizziness and nausea are only secondary. The skin that comes into contact with the black liquid can clearly feel the coldness that is not at the temperature level. More importantly, she actually has a faint feeling. The feeling of dejection that she didn’t want to continue fighting. No, how could she have such a defeatist mood? !

Is this also the effect of these black liquids?It's like... the witch's natural enemy...

As soon as Irene thought of this, she took the initiative to throw it away. Her pride did not allow such thoughts to appear. How could there be her natural enemy in this world?

The only thing worth celebrating is that the wound on her back stopped bleeding, and the pain caused by the foreign object has disappeared. Perhaps this is the limit of the opponent's current ability. If she can really control this blood freely, even if A less direct attack on the heart is enough to end the battle.

"What did you do? What on earth did you do?!" Facing the spreading black liquid, Poluk looked very uneasy. She tried to attack with coagulated blood, and even threw two bottles, but various methods were used. These black liquids immediately become ineffective upon direct contact, and all the dark red blood is swallowed up by the black.

She kept looking back, as if estimating the distance between the black liquid and somewhere behind her.

Irene ignored Poluk but propped up her aching body with the sickle and looked back to the other side, which was the direction from which the black liquid was spreading.

So...what's going on with Hiiragi Jing now?