Chapter 85: The End (Epilogue)
- Five Years later, in a faraway land...
The desert ahead was hot and unwelcoming, while only death awaited behind him. He could see the plumes of smoke rising from the Sacri-Farm in the rearview glass mirror. The place where he had spent the last ten years of his life was gone, wiped out in an instant.
“Shut your trap,” Kenta told his product, the last Human Pillar the Sacri-Farm managed to produce before everything went to hell; and the only one he managed to snatch up before those cursed Gunsouls crashed through the front door. The boy, an orphan hardly older than seven, wouldn’t stop mewling and crying. “I said shut your fucking trap!”
A shadow obscured the sun on his left. Kenta’s blood froze in his veins even before he looked at the incoming danger.
They had heard the boy.
An enormous, two-tailed calico cat even bigger than his car was running along the dune. A young lass rode on its back, her crimson hair untainted by her victims’ blood, and her assault rifle’s scope gleaming in the sunlight. It was even longer than she was, but she had no issue carrying it with her thin arms; Kenta had seen her blasting off the Boss’ head with it, even though he had been a Third Coil cultivator immune to bullets!
Reacting quickly, Kenta grabbed the boy from the backseat with one hand and dragged him in front of the car’s window. The demon girl didn’t pull her cursed trigger. Her cold blue eyes glared at him with divine contempt.