He Comes From the Void

The smoke from the explosion of the improvised bomb lingered for a long time.

Sarah was half kneeling on the ground with one leg, covering her side, her face was like gold paper, and her breathing was as rapid as if she had been working on the slaughter dock all day.

The bullet left a piercing wound in her body, which was bleeding profusely.

There was a pinprick sensation from the skin armor, Sarah quickly got down on the ground, and a bullet pierced the throne and flew past her head. The devastated throne finally couldn't take it anymore, it crumbled and collapsed, and pieces of wood fell one after another.

Sarah was buried in the ruins. If the skin armor hadn't issued a warning in advance, she might be the one who was shattered at this moment.

Click.

Everything was quiet again, and Sarah clearly heard the sound of a bullet being loaded.

Plank was about to shoot again, and she couldn't pinpoint Plank's location yet.

Sarah's thoughts changed, and she raised a hand out of the ruins and snapped her fingers.

Intense light and loud sound swept everything in an instant, and Planck was caught off guard by this move. His eyes were blinded, and his eardrums buzzed, as if he heard a roar that should not belong to this world, and he almost went crazy because of it.

You need to aim when shooting a gun, and you need to use your eyes to aim... Then take this flash bomb!

Sarah's counterattack achieved miraculous results, and Plank decisively dropped his weapon, and quickly shifted based on the scene in his memory.

She got up on her knees, broken pieces of wood falling from her body. But when he looked around again, the cunning Planck no longer knew where he was hiding.

The wound had been covered by skin armor, and she noticed the weapon Planck dropped on the ground, so she quietly leaned over.

It was a hexcarbine from Piltover, elegant in shape and surprisingly deadly. The area behind the barrel exudes blue light, filled with hex energy.

Sarah's skin armor sent out bursts of needles, driving her to pick up the gun on the ground and dismantle the core devour.

But in battle, such a move is too dangerous.

Sarah suppressed the fur armor's desire to eat, and then heard some movement.

Planck made a sound when he kicked or pushed something down as he advanced in the dark.

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

At the same time, a smell of gunpowder smoke wafted into her nose.

Reminiscent of the powder keg that she discovered earlier, Sarah rushed towards the valve without even thinking about it.

When she pounced, Planck had already half-turned into the passage, and was about to close the valve and blow her up in the utility room.

Never try to succeed!

Sarah's claws dug into his shoulders, pushing him down the dark passage. Planck let out a roar, and behind her, the gunpowder kegs placed in the utility room exploded one after another, and the scorching fire wave lifted everything up, dragging everything into a hell of flames.

The raging fire rolled into the passage, burning Sarah's back, and the flame wave spread in the small space, breaking through all loose obstacles, and pushing them down.

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

She raised her head with difficulty, feeling that the armor on her back had been burned and melted, sticking to the flesh, and a slight movement would cause a sharp pain.

Fortunately, she grabbed Plank tightly and used him as a pad to cushion the impact of the fall.

A flaming plank fell from the inferno of flames above, and Sarah raised her hand to deflect it, then dragged Plank away from directly below the passage.

Then she began to look at Plank, the enemy who had killed her family.

Planck did not fall to his 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 pierced, and his mouth and nose were choking blood.

His hands and feet seemed to be broken, and he was lying powerlessly on the floor. His blood-stained fingers trembled slightly, but he couldn't make any larger movements.

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

She took out the pair of white ivory pistols and pressed the muzzle against his temple, her fingers trembling with excitement, she might pull the trigger at any time.

"When you kill a defenseless child's parents in front of her, have you ever wondered how that child would feel?"

Plank coughed twice, and spit out 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 didn't," Sarah answered for him.

"I guess you must regret it now? Regret that you didn't kill them all, and killed that little girl, leaving a living person and a scourge. If you did it all over again, would you still choose to attack the Fortune family? "

Sarah's voice trembled with anger, but there is no regret medicine in the world, she just wants to see repentance here in Planck, even if it is forced out, to comfort the spirits of her parents in heaven.

"You racked your brains to kill me. It's a pity that you didn't want to fight me to the death from the very beginning. If you were more ruthless and stayed on top, I would definitely not be able to escape."

She began to speak incoherently, and Planck, who was still alive, coughed up a puddle of blood. The look in his eyes had begun to dim, and he was about to return the movement to the universe.

It felt good to preach on Planck's head, but it was time to end this feud. Planck has been tortured, and he should finally feel what it feels like to be hit by this gun.

"Go down and say hello to Mother Hu, I will take care of your city for you, it's better than in your hands."

After the words fell, Sarah lowered the muzzle of the gun, and a shot crashed into Plank's chest.

Seeing that his body completely lost all signs of life after the gunshot, she sat down on the ground slumped, as if she had exhausted all her strength in pulling the trigger.

She smiled, and then the smile faded away.

She should be ecstatic that her revenge had finally come true after so many years, but at this moment she felt a haunting void.

After a while of silence, Sarah stood up with difficulty, the pain from her back almost made her fall to her knees.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and the skin on the back was severely burned, the originally smooth scales were rolled up, and the melted chitin became a paste.

Looking up, the flames above danced in her eyes, unable to return the same way.

She stepped into the darkness ahead, leaving Planck's body in the firelight.

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

Behind him, the Leviathan was engulfed in flames, and the soaring flames illuminated the entire Bilgewater, but this steel battleship was still firmly floating on Blood Harbor.

"Sarah?" A voice came from behind her, and she turned her head to find that both Kahn and Kai'Sa had come.