Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Looking at the "murals" that occupy almost the entire wall, many viewers frowned.

The dark red pigment of the "mural" is obviously not coming from a normal way, and it is almost clear that it is taken from the owners of the heart.

In addition to this, the altar, the heart above the altar, and the incomprehensible symbol of evil give one a faint feeling.

All this is far from being as simple as it seems.

"This thing is a bit evil, under what circumstances will the altar be used? Is there still divinity meddling after 1983?"

"It feels like a ritual ground for sacrifice - the monsters built it all, built their nests, collected and hunted hearts, and then offered them to their gods for divine gifts. "

"Isn't D-14134 going to suffer?"

But there are also quite a few viewers who hold the opposite view.

"Think about it, if there really is a divine nature to protect this group of monsters, then D-14134 will be indifferent when he destroys this lair?

"No, you are not a god, how do you know that divinity will protect your people and not stand by?"

"yes, you're not a god, how do you know that divinity will look on coldly, instead of choosing to bless or directly send down divine punishment to destroy D-14134"

"It's clear what D-14134 has destroyed one of the nests, and will repeat this until he destroys the last nest and gets out of this damn place. "

......

Inside the light screen, the battle continues.

In the room lit by candlelight, lights, and screens, D-14134 shifts.

His movements were slightly sluggish, like the end of a strong crossbow.

But whenever the black humanoid tries to attack, he always finds the right angle, dodges at the right speed, and prays as he delivers the silver bullet to the other party.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out, and another humanoid monster was reduced to ashes.

At times, D-14134 can't help but wonder if his experiences would be a big hit if they were made into a vampire movie.

A man who has committed a great sin, after all the vampire hunters have died, hides in the vampire lair like a vampire lurks in the night, collects the weapons left behind by the hunters, and hunts the vampire.

Destroy the vampire's lair step by step, and wipe out the vampire step by step.

And at the end of the story, the protagonist is recognized by the vampire hunter and becomes a legend among the hunters.

Silver weapons, devout faith, and monsters that turn to ashes......

It's hard not to think of those time-honored vampire legends.

But then again, it seems like the Foundation actually contained vampires?

"Bang!" another monster vanished.

In the past, D-14134 would have a more or less nervous, panicked, and other expression on his face.

But this time.

He was calm, calm, and even a little relaxed.

This is the last "stronghold" and the most central part of the house.

Moreover, those black humanoid monsters are not even a hand.

There are two reasons for this phenomenon:

One is that there are indeed very few monsters here, not even half of the previous lair;

Second, in order to deal with this last "stronghold", the original lair, he brought almost all the silver bullets with him to go all out.

In this battle, he did not save ammunition.

Full firepower, no scruples.

From the first moment you enter here, you will vent the feelings of depression, fear, panic, uneasiness, anxiety, despair, and so on.

The space that had been dead silent was now filled with gunshots, the sound of things colliding, the sound of roars, and the laughter of people.

The silver light of bullets and the sparks of collision form a dazzling brilliance to celebrate his victory.

“Cheers～！"

He laughed and shot a monster's head with his backhand, opening a glass container tethered to his waist.

Suddenly, a strong and pungent smell of wine erupted.

- A bottle of high-concentration alcohol for the lab, found in the storage room, and the space where they were cut from.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

He waved it in the direction of his target.

Alcohol spilled out of the bottle, floating in the air like a transparent ribbon, followed by a few droplets of water.

This ribbon slowly "floats" from the sky, and below it is a short candle, burning and trembling.

The moment they touched, the transparent ribbon seemed to be artificially painted with a fiery red, and the other end also touched the heart pile in the center of the room.

It was as if a bonfire had been lit, and the room was suddenly illuminated.

The remaining monsters around them began to melt and disintegrate, disintegrating into invisible particles before dissipating.

A few minutes later, the central "bonfire" went out, revealing the heart that had not yet burned out.

He was so exhausted that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

In every tormented day and night, he would fantasize about how he should celebrate, how excited and happy he should be when it was all over.

But, he probably thought wrong.

The expected pleasure did not appear, and the heart was filled with a lingering sense of absurdity.

And that's the end of it?

Isn't it a little too simple?

He asked himself, and it felt like a dream.

Fool, what else are you going to do?

Fight that group of guys for another 300 rounds?

He took a deep breath, his core exerted, and he pulled his upper body up, and then reluctantly got up and walked a few random steps around the room.

These days he has been preoccupied with the idea of how to survive and "clean up".

Now that it was all over, he was a little confused, and he didn't know what to do next.

He circled the room aimlessly, his steps becoming more and more rapid, and the swing of his hands gradually increased.

An uneasy sense of fear crept through the heart.

It's like, when playing a game, I finally defeated the final boss after a lot of hard work.

But the game doesn't show the word victory, and there is no reminder of the next step.

No matter how much you hit the keyboard or tap the screen, it won't help.

In an embarrassing situation where you can't get up or down.

And now D-14134 is in a situation like this.

Everything around you, nothing has changed.

It's still the same behemoth.

There is still no exit.

It's still a dead end.

He forced himself to calm down and think about the current situation-

Can't you get out even if you destroy all the monsters?

Humanoid monsters have nothing to do with this space?

Is this really an abyss that you can only enter but not leave, and you can never get out again when you come?

He thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go out and see what was going on in the rest of the place.

It's just that.

He paused, looking around warily as he regained his grip on his pistol.

His gaze quickly swept around him, and many suspicious points were eliminated by him in turn.

Finally, his gaze stayed on the wall.

It is depicted with all kinds of fangs and claws, hideous and strange symbols and patterns.

If so, he is no stranger.

But at this moment, his eyebrows are furrowed, his pupils are dilated, the hairs on his body stand up, and his heartbeat and breathing are approaching the limit of the human body.

What should have been a dull reddish-brown is replaced here with a piercing bright red.

It's like blood gushing inside a human body.

The joy of victory, the ease of the end of all things was swept away, and he fell into hell again.

No.

He never escaped hell!

Here's the problem!

He immediately turned around, intending to flee before things got any worse.

But his movements came to an abrupt halt.

It's as if the music is playing to the fullest, and then suddenly mutes. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

About 3 meters in front of him, a black humanoid entity stood, motionless.

It seems to be watching, it seems to be waiting.

Before fear could arise, almost instinctively, he immediately raised his gun and struck a blow, without forgetting to pray.

But the situation is more than expected:

Silver bullets passed through it, cratering in the wall.

The whole process was not hindered in the slightest, as if passing through a real shadow.

Creeps!

Impulsiveness is not good, at least here.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, "confronted" the monster, and took this opportunity to observe it carefully.

Wrong!

This monster is even darker!

Black here does not mean deep color.

Rather, it is as if someone has dug a piece out of the background, like a hole in reality, completely deprived of the concept of color.

Before he could continue to look deeper, he heard a creaking sound from the wooden floor behind him.

When he looked back, the blood in his body suddenly coagulated.

It was such a terrifying scene, like falling into an ice cave, like falling into the abyss, it couldn't describe his mood, it was a deeper despair.

Hundreds of entities appeared, like humanoid black holes, and walked over and surrounded him.

...... []

Blacktower Space Station.

Half-reclining in a soft seat, Esta watched as D-14134's story unfolded.

She watched D-14134 struggle in the enemy nest, her mood fluctuating with the pull of the trigger.

Just when Esta thought it was coming to an end, the D-class had accomplished a feat that surpassed the rest of the Foundation's agents.

The most terrifying scene appeared.

This scene surpassed any previous battle, and it made her feel a kind of personal panic and helplessness.

"'I thought I was going to see the light, but I never thought that the light was just a bait in a trap. "

At this point, D-14134 is not only physically besieged, but also mentally trapped in a quagmire from which it is difficult to escape.

Such an unfolding, even if it appears in a heroic epic, the legendary characters in that story will encounter unimaginable tribulations.

What's more, an ordinary D-class person who has run out of physical strength and ammunition and food?

Esther couldn't figure out how D-14134 could reverse and complete the Jedi comeback.

All options are blocked -

There is no heart for him to burn,

Silver bullets are ineffective against enemies,

In terms of numbers, they were crushed by the enemy,

Exhausted and unable to run......

"Is that all...... It's over?"

......

At this moment, both the audience and the players were shocked by this drastic turn of the situation.

"Hidden room?"

"What's going on?!"

"This ...... What a fart?!"

"Okay, good, endless, let's play like this!"

"I said, no, what kind of level design is this, why is the boss finished, and there is an EX level?!

"It's useless to have a hint, this thing is immune to silver bullet damage...... It's the purest invincibility...... I knew there was such a guy beforehand, and if I replaced me, I would start my life all over again, okay?"

"So, what do those symbols mean? Why did they suddenly change color?"

"What's so hard to understand about this, the mobs are all gone, the mechanism trigger conditions are met, and the boss Lebei is refreshed. "

"Kill at first sight! Unscrupulous kill at first sight!"

"Is there a possibility, because this mechanic is disgusting, but it proves that the boss trap (Li Zhao Zhao) trap is well designed?"

"So how do you turn the tables? I can't think of anything. "

"Want to turn the tables? That's not easy! Trigger the enemy's intelligence aura, don't execute D-14134, turn on the explanation mode, tell all your weaknesses, and point out the escape route after that. "

"But the black humanoid entity can't speak?"

"Then just put it on the steam and wait for death!"

......

Dizzy.

This is how D-14134 feels.

The shock of the sudden change of circumstances, and the rush of adrenaline, disturbed his mind for a while.

My heart was beating like an air hammer, and my eyes were foggy and chaotic.

It's like a drowning man desperately looking up under the water.

The sight is shaken, twisted, torn apart, and then glued back together.

Hearing is also like a chaotic and irritating murmur in the water.

As his consciousness slowly returned, the irregular noises faded away.

He barely raised his head to look ahead.

I saw that the group of monsters that surrounded him automatically split a path at this time, and a figure was erected in the middle of this road.

Figure?

He blinked vigorously and looked forward again.

It is indeed a humanoid form, and it has the same characteristics as a normal human:

Proportionally proportioned height and limbs, standing on both feet, with five fingers on each hand, normal length, and even facial features on the "face".

If this guy hadn't been as black as the monsters around him, almost nothing.

Under his gaze.

The unusual monster took a step towards him and opened the mouth-like outline of his "face".

A word was said to him, a very ordinary greeting:

"Are you better?".