And it was too late to consider escaping at this time. He could only watch the giant shadow raise a strong arm, close his eyes and wait for death. At the critical moment, Hitzfeld ran to the position. "Click!" Her right foot was in front, and half of her shoe even slid out of the cliff. She suddenly stretched out her right hand and raised the ink bottle high towards the face. "Pong!" A blood-red ripple spread out from the glass bottle, gradually changing into orange, gold, and platinum as it spread. The ripples passed over the giant shadow's body, like pressing the pause button, forcibly stopping its flapping action. "Piris... Gulu... Hart... Jili Gulu..." Its wooden body, including the golem faces, began to shrink and rot. The content of the chanting became unclear, mixed with the sound of boiling water. "Fraye... Gulp Gulp..."
“Ah——! Fra… Gulp Gulp… Yemendi…!!” "!!!" Ethan, Zafira... and Xia Yibing below, everyone looked at this scene with shock on their faces. Light as bright as the sun was spreading out from a small glass bottle almost violently. The light illuminated their faces, and even formed a small storm centered on the girl. "what--!" A shrill scream was heard in the night fog. Big, sharp, deafening. Xia Yibing turned back suddenly and saw that the giant golem had completely changed into another appearance. The body with wood grain transformed back into flesh and blood. Without skin, the bloody muscles were exposed to the air, continuously spraying sticky blood plasma in the air. A strong stench and the smell of blood filled its nose. It kept attacking the white light like crazy. "boom!" "boom!" The light seemed to have substance at this moment. With every attack, it would hit the spherical cover formed by the white light and bounce back, making a more shrill scream and splashing more foul-smelling blood. "boom!" "boom!" This cannot continue. Hitzfeld's heartbeat was accelerating.
It worked... but not enough! why? Is it too big? Staring at the monster in front of her, she clenched her teeth, hardened her heart, pulled her arms back, and swung them forward with force. "Snapped!" The ink bottle hit the troll on the forehead. The glass shattered, and a pool of platinum light splashed all over its face. “Ah—Ah—!!!” The troll screamed loudly, and its seven strong arms released the rock at the same time, waving wildly and scratching its face. But it didn't work. Before that, a cluster of golden flames burned on its face. Its body smashed onto the slope below, its shadow completely obscured by the night fog. Hitzfeld saw seven more golden flames appear in the mist. The flames burned brighter and brighter in the mist, quickly enveloping it completely and turning into a huge fireball falling from the sky. "call……" "call……" The cold wind blew again. She suddenly collapsed to the ground and lay there gasping for breath. “Save people first…!” Zafira reacted and asked others to pull the rope, and finally pulled Xia Yibing up. Like everyone else, she fell directly onto the cold, dry ground, her eyes closed, without even the strength to speak. …… Half an hour later. After crossing the mountain road, four figures, three tall and one short, appeared on a forest path. Zafira with a cold face. Ethan, with a wooden face, sitting in a wheelchair. Xia Yibing had her right shoulder broken with a simple bandage. And there is the uneasy Hitzfeld.
"This is it." Hitzfeld pointed to a thick tree trunk beside the road. "There are traces of knife carving on it. Joseph had parked his carriage here before." "..." "..." No one responded. Hitzfeld bit his lips, feeling as if his heart was being stabbed by a knife. Before, they were attacked by the giant golem. Including those who fell off the cliff, were crushed to death or eaten by it, and were washed away by the avalanche... there were actually seven people left in the team. But on the way here, three people successively showed signs of being infected by the golem's curse, and all of them had their necks twisted by Zafira with a cold face. In order to prevent the corpse from mutating, even the head was chopped off and pierced on the spot. So now it's just the four of them. And it's the same as now. No one spoke to her along the way. Hitzfeld felt that he was about to be overwhelmed. It's okay for them to scold her. Even hitting her is fine. It would make her feel better to blame her and question why she concealed the existence of the ink in the first place. Maybe I should have given the ink to Detective Xia sooner. She clenched her fists. In this way, Mu Ke might not die, and Detective Xia's right hand would not be injured... The right hand is Xia Yibing's dominant hand. Every time she held "Changxia", she used her right hand. Without asking, Hitzfeld could guess that this must have a huge impact on her. "Feel sorry……" She took the initiative to move closer to the woman. "what?" Xia Yibing came back to her senses and looked at her strangely. "I said I'm sorry...I should have put that bottle of ink away earlier..." “So it’s ink?”
He was interrupted before he finished speaking. She raised her head and saw the woman smiling at her with a slight grin. "Stupid, do you think this is cold violence? Are we blaming you in our hearts?" “???……Isn’t it?” "You think we are amateurs, Hitzfeld." Ethan grinned as well. "At that time, with that kind of sudden accident... unless one can predict the future, who can react?" "Well, I assure you that even Zafira won't blame you. We should even thank you - thank you for sacrificing such a precious treasure to save us." He said this seriously, and Hitzfeld couldn't help but turn to look at the silver-haired man. The corner of Zafira's mouth twitched, and she didn't want to say more, but she nodded slightly to her. "have nothing to say." "There is no one in this world who will not die. The sacrifice of every official and reserve agent was their own choice. It has nothing to do with anyone else, and I will not blame anyone for it." "So, on your journey..." Hitzfeld began to daze. “We just have a heavy heart.” Xia Yibing touched her head. "Yeah, it's just a bit uncomfortable." "..." Hitzfeld was somewhat touched. Shadow Lion... This secret department directly under the Sara royal family does have many shortcomings. But it also has many advantages. At least everyone in it has given everything to drive out the evil. "I will also take responsibility." They started walking again, and Hitzfeld trotted after them, speaking quickly. "What to bear?" "Just... Mu Ke's family, his wife... and three children..." "When I get a formal job and start making money, I will bear part of the compensation... um, compensation..." The separation between life and death comes too quickly. Hitzfeld never thought that when Mu Ke died, they didn't even have time to say goodbye.
But he did save her life. If Mu Kena hadn't pushed her hard, she would have been eaten by the monster. "..." "..." No one replied. The atmosphere in the team suddenly turned cold. Just when Hitzfeld was wondering, Xia Yibing spoke.