When the first ray of light shone upon the ruins, the dust in the air had already settled down. The only things floating above the ruins were the lingering smell of gunfire and flesh and blood.
Inside the great hall, the four energy shields gradually faded and dissipated.
It was time. According to Silin, they could walk out of this place without needing to change the energy shields when they dissipated. Moreover, at some point in time, not a single Poison Fang member was left around the great hall.
Thinking was one thing, but El Mouse and Waqin could not take the first step.
Both of them were veterans. After the energy shields had dissipated, the lingering aura in the air became even more obvious. It was as if it was telling them the faint experience of fear and despair hidden in the darkness.
El Mouse and Waqin looked around warily. El Mouse was ready to throw out more energy shields at any moment.
One minute.
Two minutes.
… …
Five minutes later, Waqin inhaled deeply and took the first step.
Since Waqin had taken the first step, El Mouse followed suit.
The duo moved their feet step by step. All of the surveillance equipment had been destroyed, and El Mouse could not obtain any images from them. There were a few Poison Fang members who had been dead for a long time lying around the great hall, but there were no more than ten of them.
If they were to rely on their hearing alone, they could tell that there was no one around them. When El Mouse activated the scanner, it also showed that there were no living people nearby.
El Mouse knew very well how many Poison Fang members were stationed on this planet. That was why he dared not believe the situation in front of him.
After all, the area around the great hall was a core area, wasn't it? Forget thirty or fifty thousand, there should be at least ten thousand people, right? But in reality, there was not a single living person on the scanner. At most, a few bugs would occasionally jump past them.
El Mouse and Waqin had an indescribable fear towards bugs. Perhaps it was because Silin had shocked them too much earlier, but they instinctively wanted to run when they saw the bugs jump past them. However, the bugs seemed to be uninterested in them, so they felt a lot more at ease.
However, this peace of mind didn't last for long. The two of them saw a hole suddenly burst open in the chest of a dead man. The clear sound of bones breaking made Emmus and Wa Qing quickly adjust their guns in that direction. They didn't even bother to wipe the cold sweat that was dripping down their foreheads as they stared straight at the place where the sound came from.
Then, they saw a bug slightly larger than the one they saw earlier run out of the person's chest. After the insect glanced at them, it quickly left their line of sight.
Emmus and Wa Qing wouldn't overlook the bug's preemptive attack the instant it saw them. However, the bug stopped its attack in the end, glanced at them, and then left.
Fear. It was not the instant destruction, but the torturous approach to death step by step. They knew what was in front of them, but they could not avoid it.
It was at this moment that El Mouse and Waqin seemed to recall some of the things that had happened before.
Fear. It was not the instant annihilation, but the torturous death that approached step by step. They knew what was in front of them, but they could not avoid it.
The duo was silent for a few minutes. In the end, El Mouse said, "Let's go take a look at the cross field. After all, a large scale battle happened there."
They had heard the commotion from the great hall earlier. Waqin could not contact Silin, so he did not object to El Mouse's suggestion.
Although he was mentally prepared, he could not calm down when he saw it for himself.
It was like a sacrificial ceremony paved with flesh and blood, supported by the flames of war. Broken limbs and remains were everywhere, and there was not a single flat spot in the huge cross field.
The place that was once Poison Fang's recreation ground and bloody execution ground for punishing sinners was now a pile of ruins. Fifty thousand people had died here, but not a single complete corpse could be seen. Some of them had been eaten until only bones remained.
What on earth happened here?! This was Poison Fang we're talking about! The famous group of 'lunatics' in Sector V!
The duo stood at the edge of the cross field and stared at the man at the center of the ruins with complicated gazes.
A lens popped out of the device in El Mouse's left eye. Through it, he could see the situation inside the cross field clearly and record it all at the same time.
There was a cross more than five meters tall at the center of the cross field, and Poison Fang's emblems were piled underneath it. El Mouse did not know how many emblems there were, but the fact that they were here meant that the owners of the emblems were dead.
Lying on top of the emblems was a skeleton. It did not look like the skeleton of a normal human, and there were two rows of specialized bones at the torso.
On top of the cross, Silin was sitting casually. He was holding a book in his hand and reading slowly. A gray cat was squatting on his shoulder. Its eyes were narrowed, and it looked very comfortable.
Silin's voice was neither fast nor slow, but it was very comfortable. It was like a cool breeze that swept through the ruins, calming the restless heart inexplicably in this land surrounded by red sand.
Emmus didn't know what language it was, but the translation device translated it right away.
It was standard Sector X's Sector language.
"… …
The dying criminal listens to the honest cries in his heart
Nestled in the universe
In this ridiculously beautiful starry sky
Wind and rain ushered in the era
Birds from heaven
Passing by the human realm … "
Cillin ignored the arrival of Emmus and Wa Qing and continued to read on his own. The light that slowly rose from his back caused the man, the cat, the pile of symbols and the cross to form a long shadow in front of him.
There was a saying in the League of Stars that fifty years made a generation. It had been almost fifty years since the glory of the previous generation. Was the new generation about to rise?
El Mouse smiled. Poison Fang's infiltration mission was over, and if there were no accidents after he returned to the military, his peak was about to arrive. In that case, how many people would become the leaders of this new era?
No matter what, El Mouse was glad that his peak was in this era. Even if he could not become a leader, he could at least witness the glory of this era.
Vanguard Division Six's Silin. Compared to the Sixth Division's commander Shotton, and compared to the other B Squadron commanders of Vanguard, El Mouse believed that Silin was more than qualified to enter the Hunt Ranking!
The Hunt Ranking was a ranking the military made specifically for hunters. Only the higher ups of the military knew the names on the Hunt Ranking.
Anyone who was listed on the Hunt Ranking would receive special treatment from the military, even more so than Skeleton King and Caragno. Right now, El Mouse did not know what kind of treatment this was, but perhaps he would know very soon.
At this time, Silin had finished reading the poem in the book. He closed the book, but did not jump down from the cross.
"You're here."
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