The thick smoke produced by the explosion of the local bomb has not dissipated for a long time.

Sarah knelt on the ground with one leg, covering her side abdomen, her face was as fast as gold paper, and her breathing was as if she had been working on a slaughter dock all day.

The bullet caused a piercing wound inside her body, and blood continued to flow.

A sensation of needle pricks came from the skin nails, and Sarah quickly lay down, and a bullet penetrated the throne and flew over her head. The tortured throne finally couldn't bear it, shattering and collapsing, and the flying wooden pieces fell one after another.

Sarah was buried in the ruins. If the skin nail had not issued a warning in advance, she would have probably been the one who had been broken by now.

Click.

Everything calmed down again, and Sarah clearly heard the sound of the bullet loading.

Planck was about to shoot again soon, and she couldn't find Planck's location accurately.

Sarah's mind was turned and she held one hand high out of the ruins, snapping her fingers.

The strong light and huge sound swept through everything in an instant. Planck was caught off guard and his eyes were blinded, his eardrums were buzzing, as if he heard a roar that should not belong to this world, and he almost went crazy because of it.

You always need to aim when shooting, and you always need to use your eyes to aim... Then take this flash bullet!

Sarah's counterattack achieved miraculous results. Planck decisively threw away his weapons and quickly transferred the scenes in his memory.

She knelt on the ground and the broken pieces fell from her. But when she looked around, the cunning Planck had no idea where he had hidden.

The wound was covered with skin urn. She noticed the weapon that Planck had discarded on the ground and leaned over quietly.

This is a Hexcarbine from Picheng, with an elegant appearance and amazing lethality. The area behind the barrel emits a blue light, filled with Hex energy.

Sarah's skin nails thrust out a tingling sensation, driving her to pick up the gun on the ground and remove the core and swallow it.

But in battle, such actions are too dangerous.

Sarah suppressed her skin nails and then heard some movement.

Planck kicked or pushed something down while moving in the dark, making a sound.

She immediately chased after her and found that Planck had opened a valve hidden in the dark and was about to go to the lower level through the valve.

At the same time, a smell of smoke from the lead ignited into her nose.

Thinking of the powder barrel I discovered before, Sarah rushed towards the valve without thinking.

When she rushed over, Planck had already turned halfway into the passage, and was about to cover the valve and trap her in the utility room and blow her to death.

Don't expect to succeed!

Sarah's paws bit his shoulders and pushed him into the dark passage. Planck roared, and behind her, the powder barrels placed in the utility room were detonated one after another, and the scorching waves of fire drove everything away and rolled into the hell of flames.

The surging fire swept into the passage, burning Sarah's back, and the waves of flames spread in the narrow space, breaking through all the obstacles of looseness and pushing them down.

Sarah slammed heavily on the ground, and the huge impact made her feel like she was about to smash the floor through.

She raised her head with difficulty, feeling that the nails on her back were melted and stuck to her skin. A slight movement would cause a rippling of severe pain.

Fortunately, she grabbed Planck tightly and used him as a meat pad to cushion the impact of falling to the ground.

A burning plank fell from the hell of flames above, Sarah raised her hand to block it, and dragged Planck away from directly under the passage.

Then she began to look at Planck, the enemy who killed her whole family.

Planck did not fall to death immediately, but he was not far from death. He fell in a pool of blood, his chest and lungs were crushed, his ribs were penetrated, and his mouth and nose were choking blood.

His hands and feet seemed to be broken, and he lay weakly on the floor, his bloody fingers trembled slightly, but he could not make more substantial movements.

"I didn't expect you to have today, Planck." From the moment Planck broke into her workshop wearing a red scarf, she had been waiting for this day for a long time.

She took out the pair of white ivory pistols, pressing the muzzle against his temple, her fingers trembled with excitement, and could pull the trigger at any time.

"When you kill her parents in front of a child who has no power to fight back, have you ever wondered how that child would feel?"

Planck coughed twice and sprayed another mouthful of blood foam. He could no longer make any clear sound. Although the soul trial allowed his will to endure severe pain, the damage to his body was real and could not be reversed by willpower.

"You don't." Sarah answered for him.

"I guess you must regret it now, right? I regret not killing all the girls, killing them, leaving behind a living and a disaster. If you do it again, would you still choose to attack Fuqiong's family?"

Sarah's voice trembled with anger, but there was no medicine for regret in the world. She just wanted to see confession here in Planck, even if it was forced out, to comfort her parents' spirit in heaven.

"You racked your brains to kill me, but unfortunately you didn't think about fighting with me from the beginning. If you were a little more ruthless and stayed on it, I would definitely not be able to escape."

She began to speak incoherently, and Planck, who was breathing, coughed up a pool of blood foam again. The spirit in his eyes had begun to dim and was about to return the movement to the universe.

Although it feels very good to step on Planck's head and preach, it ends this hatred. Planck has been tortured, and in the end he should have tasted the feeling of being shot by this gun.

"Go down and say hello to Mrs. Hu. I will take care of your city for you, which is better than in your hands."

After the words came to an end, Sarah moved the gun down and shot into Planck's chest.

Seeing his body completely losing signs of life after the gunshot, she sat down to the ground dejectedly, as if she had used all her strength to pull the trigger.

She smiled, and then her smile disappeared.

Her revenge finally fulfilled her long-cherished wish many years later. She should be ecstatic, but at this moment she felt a sense of emptiness lingering in her heart.

After a moment of silence, Sarah stood up with difficulty, and the pain from her back almost made her kneel.

She reached out and touched her. The nails on her back were burning very seriously. The originally smooth scales were rolled up and the melted chitin was mixed into a ball.

He looked up and the flames above were pounding in her eyes and could not return the same way.

She walked into the darkness ahead and left Planck's body in the flames.

Sarah found her way out and came to the slaughter pier.

The Leviathan was wrapped in flames behind him, and the skylight illuminated the entire Bilgewater, but the steel warship was still firmly floating on the Blood Harbor.
Chapter completed!