The muscles all over Hesta's body tightened again. Whenever she encountered an opponent whose strength was too disparate, her body would stiffen uncontrollably. It was exactly in this situation that she watched helplessly on the last night in the monastery. He cut off Sister Gerdin's right hand with a chelate; and when she first encountered the Gringoire brothers, the pressure on Calvin also made her unable to move.
Hesta suddenly gritted her teeth, and the anger caused by her own incompetence instantly ignited.
Why……
Why can't I move?
Under the dark red light, the opposite chelate showed no expression of joy or excitement. It looked like a very thin adult male, with a world-weary and unfocused gaze.
The moment Hesta's eyes met, the chelate let out a confused groan.
It closed its eyes, sniffed the air in the corridor carefully, and then scratched its head a few times inexplicably.
"…You smell different from her, why?"
The chelate's voice was emotionless and even sounded weak, but Hesta clearly felt an unprecedented threat from it.
"Oh, I see," the two claws of the chelate collided, "You haven't awakened for the second time, have you?"
The girl's face had lost all color, "What...have you done?"
Chelate let out a very soft smile, which even looked a little shy.
"What can I do with the mercury needle..." Chelate looked sideways at the escape room. From his angle, he could also see Turan lying on his back. The girl fell in a pool of blood, motionless.
Chelate looked away, his expression temporarily confused, as if he was stuck in memories.
"She took the initiative to come to me and said that she wanted to improve her bullet time. I thought this kind of thing might be interesting, so I cooperated for a while... but she got tired of it quickly."
It looked down at its own hands, then walked to Hesta's side, skillfully took out the mobile phone from her pocket, and broke it in two.
"In the final analysis, it's my own fault. Since my hands became like this, it's inconvenient to do anything, so it's not interesting to do anything..."
The chelate's face was expressionless, and although Hesta asked nothing, it said a lot in one breath. Some daily life, some training details, and some complaints, with a flat voice and a bit of resentment.
However, soon, its murmurs came to an abrupt end without any warning - the chelate suddenly realized a problem, and it lowered its eyes and looked at the girl in front of it, who was even thinner than Turan.
"You...why don't you run?"
Hesta couldn't explain this problem. She seemed to be imprisoned in an invisible ice chamber, with her stiff hands and feet firmly fixed. She didn't know how to get out of this cage.
The chelate circled Hesta.
"Are you tired of the chasing game?" Chelate frowned and whispered, quickly shaking his head, "No, you can't be tired of it... This is already my only fun."
It retreated to the door of the escape room and asked in a negotiating tone: "Look, I'll give you ten more seconds. You run and I'll chase you, okay?"
It turned its back.
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Hesta's entire back was soaked with sweat, and cold sweat ran across half of her face from her forehead and hit the ground.
"Seven, six, five..."
Her heart was beating fast, so intensely that it almost made her dizzy.
The scene in front of me changed from red to a vibrant deep purple, and the outlines of the chelates became overlapping silhouettes.
"Four, three, two..."
In extreme fear, Hesta's hand suddenly moved, and everything seemed to be gradually easing. She couldn't help but reach out for the gun behind her waist. After all, these two guns had given her a taste of absolute freedom just a few minutes ago. control and power.
At this moment, many people's faces flashed through Hesta's mind, some good and some bad. All the past is as light as a river that cannot be grasped. Only old Charlie's words are like thunder——
"You must remember, must, must remember."
"Never rob in a dangerous place."
"Run, run far away, and let those who run slower than you die for you."
"You must never let yourself end up in a position where you can only face the enemy alone, do you understand?"
"one."
Chelate turned around, the confusion in its eyes slowly turning to annoyance.
"Are you kidding me..." Chelate's voice suddenly rose to a terrifying roar, "I told you to run, didn't you hear me?"
The chelate suddenly burst out and rushed towards Hesta. Its speed was extremely fast, like a bullet being discharged. However, Hesta once again felt that everything in front of him... seemed to have slowed down.
This scene felt familiar to her again - that night in the convent, when Alma's dagger was raised high in front of her, she had also felt that the time and space around her had frozen at that moment.
The chelate that was already an afterimage became clearer at this moment, and Hesta saw its hard claws poking towards her heart.
She stared closely at the trajectory of the sharp blade, leaned back to the side of the wall and dodged——
The empty chelate stumbled a few steps and stopped the car a few steps behind Hesta.
All of this went smoothly, and the chelate not far away once again let out a confused groan, and it turned around.
Hesta looked at her hands and feet.
Just now...
Get out of the way?
"how did you do it?"
Continuous sweat had flowed into Hesta's eyes, which stung very painfully, but she did not dare to relax her vigilance. She still held her breath and stared at the enemy in front of her with all her concentration.
She felt that her previously violently beating heart was calming down, and her breathing rhythm was recovering - this was not the first time she had experienced it, but until this moment, until she had dodged a chelate attack completely by her own strength. After charging up her strength for a strike, she truly realized the unusualness of this calmness.
The chelate attacked her again, and Hestad dodged again. This time she did not linger, but moved forward and ran away.
Chelate was stunned for a moment, then burst into excited laughter and began the chase as expected.
Most of the roads leading to the functional area have been blocked, leaving Hestad with only one main road. She suddenly thought of something and immediately shouted: "Chelate - I'm here with the chelate!"
Hesta looked at the clock and saw that just 19 minutes and 57 seconds had passed since Sean fell out of the bullet.
Sean's restricted time is...
22 minutes and 6 seconds.
Hesta frowned and stopped shouting. She understood that even if she shouted, it would be meaningless.
Soon, she saw Sean walking slowly while holding on to the wall on the road ahead - Sean understood the meaning of the alarm and heard Hesta's cry, but there was really not much he could do.
He didn't know where the end of this road would lead, or whether there would be any life, but he understood the ferocity of chelates, and he understood that his life was truly hanging by a thread at this moment.
Sean's legs were weak and trembling, and he would fall to the ground every two or three steps because he was too impatient. He didn't have time to think about whether his snail-like escape was in vain. He just didn't want to sit still and wait for death.
His only hope is that the chelate can keep its eyes on Hesta. As long as it can be lured away by Hesta and not pay attention to himself on the roadside, it will be safe for the time being...
So, when Hesta ran past him like a gust of wind, Sean's whole heart lifted.
More than ten seconds passed, and no one chased after him.
Sean's face was slowly distorted by fear as he waited. He didn't dare to look back, but a shadow had already been cast on the ground near him.
Sean could no longer make a sound. He cried silently, with only a little air squeezed out from the back of his throat.
“Help me…someone come…help me…
“Karl…Karl…
"Mother……"
