Chapter 81: charge

Boom!
Is another earth-shattering explosion.
Lord shuddered several times again.
This time, the fire light directly illuminated the entire night sky of Lord.
Rolling thick smoke obscured the stars and the moon.
People watched it all in fear.
Then
"Ahhhh!"
A sharp shout suddenly sounded, which was from the edge of the city.
Then, more screams appeared.
"Ahhhh!"
"do not come!"
"Monster! Monster!"
One after another, screams quickly spread from the edge of the city to the city center.
Pea Street, street intersection.
Jason saw the explosion. After hearing Bondi's explanation that it was a military camp, his face changed. At this time, it was even harder to see the extreme.
He heard that scream.
Nose flared, and even smelled a faint smell.
It is a peculiar smell after the body decayed.
There is no doubt that these corpses should be those that disappeared.
When the old jazz was assassinated, the military barracks were destroyed, and the two largest forces protecting Lorde disappeared, it was these disappearing bodies that reappeared.
Destroy the entire Lord!
Or what other purpose.
Jason is temporarily unknown.
But he knows that the layout of this ‘organization’ is one by one, like a cobweb!
Although he slightly damaged a few of them.
but,
The whole spider web is still there.
And now ...
The other party is ready to close the net!
Looking at Tanil who completed the temporary treatment, Jason said without hesitation:
"Go to 10 Pea Street!"
"Bring explosives."
If you can, Jason will never enter Pea Street again.
Even with the cleanup of the old jazz.
Because ...
Here was a force that he could not resist.
But now, he has no choice.
Is exposed, faceless corpses coming from swarming.
Or choose a house with a solid main structure as a resistance.
After thinking a little, Jason had the answer.
Twenty people including Bondi and Finch did not have any opinions.
After helping Tanier lift the old jazz onto the flatbed with explosives, a group of people approached Pea Street.
Jason first entered it. With more than twice the perception of ordinary people, he quickly confirmed that there was no danger here, and waved behind him.
Everyone immediately entered Pea Street.
Standing in front of Gate 10 of Pea Street, Jason looked at Yan Si's fence gate and the main building gate. He didn't break in directly. Instead, he pulled it slowly, twice as fast as Tanir remembered , Pulling the old doorbell twice in a row.
Pity
The fence door and the main building door were not opened.
"Has it been destroyed?"
Jason sighed.
He is very clear what such destruction represents.
10 Pea Street, should ...
There are no more living people.
In fact, it is the same.
When a group of people entered the main building, they saw Eric sitting on the ground against the wall.
The middle-aged servant of the old jazz, his eyes wide open, his chin showed an exaggerated opening and closing, his tongue flew away, his blood-stained hands hanging weakly on both sides of his body.
Looked at Eric's body and everyone was silent for a while.
Guessed the result, but when I saw it, it would still be difficult to accept.
"Bondi, you arranged for two people to stare around on the roof."
"The remaining people search for the body."
"The body to be found ..."
"All burned."
Jason lowered his head slightly for a moment before speaking.
"Burn?"
"understood!"
Bondi pressed his hat and immediately took a team of people to act.
Suddenly, all the people acted.
Jane and Tanier, who took care of the old jazz, were only in the hall.
Another potion poured on the wound of the old jazz, Tanier, and after observing the wound carefully, the young teacher of the Deer College couldn't help but sigh in the bottom of his heart.
The wound did not get any better.
On the contrary, it is still deteriorating.
According to the present level, the old jazz may not be able to hold the light.
"A good person like Sir Beta."
"There should be no such ending."
Leaned weakly on the wheel of the scooter, Tanier muttered to himself.
Jason did not answer.
Or……
He didn't know how to answer.
Even, he didn't know anything about it.
For the humanities here.
Geography about here.
To the folk customs here.
The power here.
He did not understand.
All he did was to live.
When he was employed as a 'night watchman', it was like this.
This was the case when he was employed as a ‘tombkeeper’.
He was like a blind man crossing the river, constantly touching the stones in front of him, always wanting to grab the biggest and most stable one, but the further the forward, the more rushing the river.
A little carelessness, he will be flooded by the river.
And now?
The river is not only turbulent.
There are countless monsters lurking beneath the river.
"What are you confused?"
The sudden sound rang behind him.
Is not Tanil.
Is an old jazz.
The old jazz who was seriously wounded woke up, leaning on the explosive box, pushed the help of Tanier away, struggling to sit up, and then turned around smilingly, keeping silent Jason.
Looking at this look of Jason for a few seconds, the old jazz smiled even brighter.
"You are the same as your teacher."
"That Dan."
"After being exposed to‘ that kind of power ’for the first time, I was also uneasy and confused like you."
"Also like you ..."
"I didn't think about how to admit defeat."
"Yes."
"'Night Watcher', how can you admit defeat?"
Said the old jazz, the expression was full of memories.
Untidy white hair, the corner of his mouth curled up involuntarily.
The old jazz walked off the cricket just like this.
Stood straight in front of Jason.
"I have something for you."
"follow me."
Finished, the old jazz turned and walked towards the underground.
But when passing by his servant Eric, the old jazz stepped in.
Raised his hand and closed the servants' eyes wide open.
He also wanted to put the servant's chin together.
Tried a few times without success.
"Sir, let me help you."
Tanier bandaged the jaw of Eric's body.
"Thank you, Tanil."
"If this house can still exist."
"I will leave it to you."
Said the old jazz, and continued walking towards the underground.
After hesitating, Jason stepped up and followed.
Underground hall, inside tent.
Starlight has long been dim.
Tables and chairs are messy.
The old jazz raised his hand and took off the brightest ‘star’.
"It's called 'Xingyao' and it's for you."
"and this……"
"You need it."
The old jazz walked to an empty place, and suddenly reached out his hand, and a thick book appeared in his hand.
Handed ‘Star Yao’ and handed it to Jason together.
Jason didn't take it, just looked at the old jazz in silence.
"Relax ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It's not for you to take it for nothing."
"How about we make a deal?"
The old jazz asked with a smile.
"What deal?"
Jason finally spoke this time.
The voice is slightly hoarse.
"Help me wear armor."
The old knight pointed to the other side, the empty place, and once again showed a set of full armor and a knight lance.
"it is good."
Jason nodded.
Is said to help drape armor. In fact, the old jazz pulled out the dagger inserted in his abdomen, threw it on the ground, and draped himself. Jason just stood there with a knight's spear.
The old jazz who had finished hanging slowly raised his helmet.
Took the spear.
The loud voice sounded behind the mask
"Humility!"
"Compassion!"
"Justice!"
"Heroic!"
"Honest!"
"Glory!"
"Sacrifice!"
When the first vocabulary sounded, the white radiance appeared on the old jazz.
Each vocabulary sounded, such brilliance was bright.
When the word ‘sacrifice’ was exported, this radiance became substance.
The next moment, louder, like a thunder sound resounding through the sky in the light.
"Knight, to die from death--"
"Charge!"
In an instant, a figure composed entirely of radiance broke away.
Only stay,
The old jersey in armor, holding his spear high.
Jason quietly looked at the old jazz in front of him.
After a while, he took off his hunting cap.
Put it on the chest and bowed slightly.