Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 116: Thunder and the Watcher (26)

Dragon Raja 5

Someone kicked him hard in the side, knocking him out of the path of the claws, which struck the ground with a streak of sparks as they cut into the earth, sending white steam gushing out of the cracks.

That was Nuonuo. Holding an Uzi in each hand, she fired at the black figure’s chest, causing him to let out a sharp roar. Chu Zihang, holding a short arc knife, had intended to attack from both sides, but the black figure retreated at high speed, disappearing into the green mist.

All this happened extremely suddenly, without even enough time to breathe. Nuonuo and Chu Zihang looked at the ground. The black shadow waved its claws and cut the ice that had accumulated on the ground for who knows how many years, the steel ground and the pipes under the ground.

At the moment of face-to-face shooting, Nuonuo was able to see the appearance of the black shadow clearly.

But even seeing him clearly was pointless. He wore the same black rubber suit as the frogman before him, but his muscles were incredibly exaggerated. Even through the rubber suit, one could clearly see the veins bulging from his muscles, like the gnarled roots of an old tree. Only with such formidable muscles could he power the exaggerated, iron-gray claws on his right hand. It was obvious that these claws were not natural but artificially attached. Their size was astonishing, like five short curved blades. He operated these blades with the help of some complex mechanical device.

“Don’t talk! He’s right next to us!” Nono whispered.

Chu Zihang stared blankly at Nuonuo. Nuonuo had three bloody wounds from her right shoulder to her left waist, tearing her windbreaker, tearing her skin, and even cutting her bones… She stopped Chu Zihang with a firm gesture, not letting him check her wounds. This was the price she paid for kicking Chu Zihang away.

She stood there, not daring to move, because every movement would extend the wound. She was standing in an enclosed space with a temperature of dozens of degrees below zero, losing a lot of blood. She was carrying various weapons, but no first aid kit.

Within minutes, she would pass out from the combined pressure of hypothermia and blood loss, and death would follow. Beside her, the ghostly shadow silently moved through the cyan mist, searching for its next opportunity to strike. In front of her, more ice was cracking, and the creatures dormant within were about to awaken.

Unless Lu Mingfei arrived in time, this would be her and Chu Zihang’s grave. She had trouble even thinking due to the blood loss, but suddenly she felt strangely relieved when she thought of this. It was a good thing that the idiot was gone. Otherwise, even if the three of them joined forces, it would be useless against such an enemy.

So that idiot must never come back.

But this relief also made her a little troubled. She took a deep breath and crossed her hands holding the submachine gun.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The ice continued to crack. In the darkness, each crack was like a heavy hammer hitting Nuonuo’s heart.

She had already extinguished the powerful flashlight mounted on the muzzle of her gun, lest she, the only light source, become a target. She could see nothing, but she knew that with every explosion a dangerous monster emerged.

At this moment, the frogmen should be swimming around her and Chu Zihang, their footsteps silent. The darkness may not be an obstacle to them at all. They are just looking for the best time to attack, just like a group of predators surrounding a shivering prey.

The best tactic at this moment might be to pull out the plastic explosives from the backpack and detonate them. Even if the frogmen could withstand the submachine gun fire, in a confined space, there was still a chance of mutual destruction. While there wouldn’t be much sense of accomplishment in dying alongside the monsters, dragging things out would likely mean being hacked to pieces—the frogmen’s attack just now left no room for maneuver, intent on slicing Chu Zihang open from top to bottom—a fate even more frustrating for Nuonuo.

Her hand actually moved towards the backpack… At this moment, she heard Chu Zihang’s breathing, short and rapid, like the reaction of a kitten in danger. One could imagine how terrified he was at the moment, after all, his mental age was only fifteen.

Nuonuo suddenly came to her senses. The thought of dying together was merely a stress response to her hurt and despair. With that thought in mind, even if there was still a glimmer of hope, she would give up. But if she gave up, Chu Zihang would die here too. In her mind, Chu Zihang was just a fifteen-year-old boy. She, Chen Motong, couldn’t let a child face death alone.

She put the Uzi in her right hand into her lower back and reached back to grab Chu Zihang’s left hand. “Don’t be afraid, I’m fine. I will protect you.”

Chu Zihang’s hands were cold and trembling slightly, but he still turned his wrist over and shook hands with Nuonuo vigorously. Nuonuo took his pulse and found that his heart was beating very fast.

“I’m fine too. I will protect my sister!” Chu Zihang said in a low voice.

Nuonuo was stunned, thinking that the line was a bit too sentimental. She had originally just wanted to comfort the boy and tell him not to do anything irrational in his fear, but it ended up leaning towards romance. Could it be that her charm was so unmatched that even this fifteen-year-old boy had fallen for her?

“Sister, you have to live and wait for brother to come back!” Unexpectedly, Chu Zihang continued to say this, his voice still trembling, but his tone was so firm, as if a promise had been made and nothing could stop it! Even if there were thousands of people against me, I would go!

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