Ship of Greed (Thanks to Feiying Yehua for becoming a patron

No one answered. Only the machine gun's furious barrage replied.

But Huai Shi's figure suddenly dissolved into the distorted curtain of rain, as though melting into the darkness, becoming impossibly elusive. He pulled the trigger at the enemies closing in around him.

Deadly grenades scattered in every direction. Seeds of metal fell upon the earth, blooming into fleeting Flowers of Flame. Scorching wind lifted the rain curtain, stirring the hazy vapor between heaven and earth.

Amid the thunderous blasts, everything seemed to grow distant.

The weeping faces and bloody colors could no longer be seen.

He could lie to himself that everything which had happened was merely an Illusionary Dream, that he had only occasionally had a nightmare and come out for a morning run after waking up...

Yet death continued to rise.

In that silence, Shao Siming's Stigmata wailed soundlessly.

Expressionless, Huai Shi pulled the trigger.

But no crisp report came from it. He pulled it again before hearing the echo of something shattering within the receiver.

He lowered his head and looked at the grenade launcher in his hand, seeing the dents left by bullets striking its body and hearing its internal components fall loose. With regret, he tossed it aside and continued onward.

As he passed the struggling figures on either side, he reached into his pocket and drew his pistol.

Bang! Bang bang!

Then there was no sound left to hear.

Silence.

At some unknown point, thick fog had covered everything around him. Huai Shi halted and swept his gaze across his surroundings.

At some unknown point... he had already fallen deep into a hunting ground.

Dead silence.

Behind him, a huge hole suddenly appeared in the air. Then, a bullet heated red by friction left its sound far behind.

Huai Shi vanished, reappearing dozens of