Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 403 - 403 407 Opening

?Chapter 403: Chapter 407 Opening Chapter 403: Chapter 407 Opening The incessant roaring had completely shattered the peace in Cemetery No. 3, with the flames spouting from gun muzzles illuminating the dim fog again and again. Wavering, twisting figures emerged continuously from the fog, only to fall one by one under the sanctified fire and metallic onslaught—where they fell, a dark, ominous substance had already spread onto the path.

These were clearly no longer “agitated corpses”—they were more profane, more ominous beings that had to be utterly eradicated here.

The old man’s marksmanship was precise; to him, the deformed creatures emerging from the fog were like slow-moving reptiles, and even through the thick fog, he could take them out with a single shot each.

In fact, he was more adept and experienced with a short sword and a walking stick—but the old man knew that he must avoid close combat with those monsters as long as possible.

He was already very old. The experience of an old soldier couldn’t compensate for the decline of the body, and it seemed that the enemy could never be completely eradicated. Once the fight came to close-quarters, he would no longer be able to hold those monsters at bay across the path.

He had to calculate precisely, to use as little strength as possible to kill as many monsters as he could, to buy time. The cathedral and the City-State authorities must be taking action, reinforcements would come, from either side—the city would not fall to such a bewildering fog.

From afar, faint sounds of other gunfire reached them.

“Guardian Grandfather!” Anne shouted as she handed the freshly loaded rifle back to the old man, her gaze nervously following the direction from which the gunshots were coming. “There’s shooting from other places… Are people coming to help us?”

“It’s the guardians from Cemetery No. 4 and No. 2,” the old man lifted the muzzle of his rifle and with a resounding boom shattered an ugly head that emerged from the fog, saying without turning back, “Someone will come to help us, don’t be afraid.”

“I’m not afraid,” Anne declared loudly, despite a quiver in her voice. The cemetery’s old guardian, however, didn’t call her out on this forcefully maintained bravery.

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