Catalog of the Lost - a searing epic

Survive!

At the end of the town of Domanik, next to the city wall, there is a wide alley where four people can walk side by side, the alley is not long, it takes less than ten seconds to walk from the entrance to the exit, but there is only a gap in the exit that can accommodate a child, if it is not a thin person like a bamboo pole, most of them will be stuck in the middle.

On both sides of the alley are two small two-story buildings, which used to live in Domanik rich merchants and nobles of low status, and in order to conform to their aesthetics, they deliberately put a meter of lime under the house, in order to make the stairs in front of their doors appear long and high, in their cognition, the higher the stairs in front of the door, the more open-minded they are.

Emel stood at the end of the alley, listening with his eyes closed to the sounds of the streets of Domanik, including sobs, cries and laughter, and he searched for them.

Suddenly, the sound of a huge house collapsing came, and Emel opened his eyes instantly, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword on his left side, ready to draw his sword, and his eyes were fixed on the front.

The collapsed house kicked up a puff of dust, falling at the end of this alley, and then, a huge leg appeared stepping on the dust, Emer first noticed the leg, and then slowly moved his eyes up, and saw a giant hand bigger than his head grasping the inner wall of the alley, that hand just grabbed it, cracks appeared on the wall, and the cracks in the wall continued to extend upward, Emer's forehead was nervous and sweaty, but in the next second, the hand stopped pinching the wall hard, and Emer's hanging heart slowly let go。

Slowly, the owner of the giant hand walked out, it was a huge monster, his upper body was bare, and the cowhide pants on the lower body were also full of sword wounds, and the blood on his body was the same as the long hair he had put down, as if it had been through the vicissitudes of time, and it was stuck to his whole body, and it was impossible to see if there was blood left in his own wounds on his body, the only obvious thing was that he had a pair of glowing eyes.

Emer's hand pressed tightly against the hilt of his sword, waiting for the moment when he attacked.

Unlike the enemies that Emel had encountered before, this enemy did not hold weapons, but only with his bare hands, and did not launch a fierce attack as soon as he came up, his every move was slow, and his whole body was showing a tendency to sag, like a walking corpse, only his head was raised straight, staring at Emel in front of him with his big glowing eyes.

In an instant, just a moment, the enemy rushed up, and the fist that was enough to crush Emer's skull came at him with the wind of punches, and Emer ducked down to dodge the blow, and drew his sword to cut off his enemy's wrist from the top of his head, and immediately retreated, the sword in front of him, ready to receive a punch that might hit him in the abdomen.

But the boxing that Emel had expected did not appear, and the enemy looked at his wrist as if he was stunned, and he shook his hand only to find that he was completely unconscious, but there was no trace of pain on his face, as if he did not know what the pain was, just like the enemy he had seen before.

Emel was furious when he saw his actions, and his face was bruised, and he was about to be consumed by anger.

"It's now, smash it!".

Lalheim's voice was heard overhead, and then the houses on both sides began to collapse outward, smashing into the two huge enemies outside the alley near the wall, the flying sand and dust blocked everyone's view, and the only thing that could be distinguished in the dust was the roar, which was the roar of sixty soldiers lying in ambush in two houses, they roared and jumped from two meters above to the rugged ruins, drew their swords, and cut off the enemy's fingers exposed outside the ruins, and at the moment when the enemy's head poked out of the ruins, it seemed that countless sharp swords rushed towards him。

Unexpectedly, the enemy was distracted by the loud noise, and Emer jumped to his feet with the edge of his sword horizontal, the tip of his sword pointing straight into the center of his foe's eyebrows.

At the moment when the tip of the sword was about to pierce the eyes of his enemies, Emel saw a pair of eyes that he would never forget, they were glowing, blue eyes, but anyone who saw them for the first time could not help but marvel at their beauty, even if they were in such a person.

The enemy didn't have time to retreat, Emer's sword pierced his right eyeball, the difference in height could not allow Emer's sword to penetrate his head directly, he could only swing across the sword to the left, blinding his eyes, the enemy dropped his weapon and covered his eyes with both hands, just as Emel was about to stab him in the neck with the last sword, he began to wave his hands aimlessly, smashing the surrounding cement wall, no one around dared to approach again, all waiting for him to stop waving his arm and then stepped forward to pierce him, but his appearance gradually became strange, Emel saw it under the slight twist of his neck, it was the action of him to shout to the sky for help。

"Don't let him call out!".

Emer was the first to charge, his sword piercing his chest, but this had no effect on the Empire's vocalizations, and the enemy roared into the sky.

The

loud roar frightened the birds within a few kilometers of the surroundings, and the soldiers around him showed signs of eardrum bleeding even if they clenched their ears, and Emer, who was closest to him, instantly felt that his head was shaken by the roar and could not think, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

When the roar was over, the enemy fell, but Emer was still in a state where he could not control himself, and his ears could only hear very small sounds, even the sound of the nearby collapse was the sound of mosquitoes buzzing, and he used all his energy to control his eyes, and in his gaze, the soldiers were shouting with joy, and one by one they stabbed their swords into the three distorted corpses.

"I see, I didn't die with them, it turned out that it was for this moment that I killed the people of the Empire. "

"It was we who killed the Imperial, we slaughtered this group of bitches, and we took revenge. "

"Mom, Dad, did you see that?".

"Why! Why are you bastards here to kill us!

What they are saying, Emel can no longer hear, he wants to tell everyone that this cannot be done now, the enemy has been drawn in, now must run quickly, as long as he lives, there is still hope.

Suddenly, the hurricane blew up the mountains of sand and dust, and the burning wood and quilt were swept into the sky, as if forming a whirlpool, and the whirlpool of flames and corpses was sweeping everything in the world into it.

After taking a look at the whirlpool, everyone pulled out the swords inserted in the three corpses, looked back at Emer, his face was completely relieved, and it should be "thank you" from the shape of his mouth, and the next second, they began to charge, Emer wanted to tell them to stop, they couldn't move forward, but he couldn't speak, and even if he did, he couldn't hear what he was saying, he tried to stand up, but he didn't even have the ability to hold the sword, his whole body was still trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't do anything at the moment.

Once again, countless people are running to hell in front of them, but they can't do anything themselves.

"I'm sorry, Emer. "

This was the only thing Emel could hear clearly in his trance, and then, with tears in his eyes, Lalheim unfastened all the armor on his body, and untied his own, and carried him on his back, who was still trembling, but the first time he got up was not so smooth, because of the lack of physical strength he fell, and his knee hit a stone, and Lalheim tore off the clothes he had taken off and tied the wound on his knee.

Lalheim picked Emel on his back for the second time and tied his tall, sturdy shell to his weak body, and started with difficulty.

Emer's last impression was that in his field of vision, it was beginning to rain rocks in front of him, and vaguely, he heard the angry roars of countless people, drowning out all the cacophony of sounds.

It was as if Emel had a dream, in which no one said, "I've had enough," but just lived a dull and comfortable life of logging day after day, returning to the home that he could no longer recall, sitting at a simple wooden table, his mother holding his younger brother who had just come out of lactation, and his father bringing the prepared meal to the table, and then, at the door, there was a knock, and a man in a black cloak appeared at the door.

"It's time to wake up. "

Emel opened his eyes and realized that it had just been a dream, and returned to reality.

At this moment, he was running forward on his back by Lalheim, who was much shorter than himself, he immediately recalled the situation, and pushed Lalheim away, because the two were tied together, and Emer pressed Lalheim's body, he hurriedly untied it, and then got up from Lalheim's body, stood up and looked behind him, only the slowly rising, fiery red sun, and the weeds spread to the slope at the end of the field of vision.

"Emer. Lalheim said weakly, grabbing his shoulder, but Emel shook him off mercilessly.

Emer was furious, he didn't bother to check the current situation now, he just wanted to punch Lalheim, who fled with him

The second time, Lalheim grabbed Emer, which Emel understood as trying to carry him and run away, and he threw a punch behind him, but it was empty, and his gaze moved down to Lalheim's foot in his field of vision, where he couldn't even remember his arm hanging in the air.

Lalheim lay on the ground weakly, and even his strength to get up was meager, and even holding his arm finally turned into grabbing his cuffs, and slowly reaching out his hand was all relying on his last perseverance.

Emer's eyes kept looking ahead, not paying attention to the blood that had been stretching under his feet, and when he noticed that the blood had been extending under Lalheim's body, he realized that something was wrong, and he hurriedly knelt down to help Lalheim, only to see that his front was completely stained red with blood, whether it was armor or skin, the blood was showing a coagulated state.

"This is..."

"Huh... Ha... "Blood poured out of Lalheim's mouth like a fountain, and the hot blood poured on Emer's hands stinged like hot magma, "I was hit in the stomach by a stone, I was unlucky." "

Unbeknownst to Emer, Lalheim's face had turned pale.

At that time, Lalheim was stoned through the stomach.

"I'm sorry, I just... I... I was just... I just don't want to be the only one who survives! I'm not... I'm not..."

"Don't be like this, Emer", Lalheim said with the last of his strength, "It's not luck, you have strength, Emer, when I see you, I feel that my whole body has countless strength, it must not be luck that you can survive until now, you will, you will become a great person." "

"Hold on! Lalheim... Lesbian... Don't leave me alone, please, don't leave me alone, please, hold on..."

Lalheim died, and he had a regret that he had not yet asked Emel about the red pine forests in his hometown of Lalheim, which he had heard was the most beautiful in autumn.

Emer couldn't do anything, he cried, he howled, and he couldn't change the fact that he was dead.

Emel hugged him tightly, and suddenly, he felt something soft in Lalheim's chest, he froze in shock, the sobs stopped instantly, and he stared at his pale face in disbelief, and his fingers moved stiffly to Lalheim's chest.

Lalheim, a woman.