Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 3: Surprise
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When Lanni turned her head, Alan was already standing in the doorway of the bedroom. The five-year-old boy was surprisingly calm, and Allen asked softly: "Mom, what is a predator?"
"The devil." Lanni said simply, and added: "The sad devil."
Many years later, Allen knew the meaning of this sentence. But now, Lanni has no time to let him experience this: "Ellen, we have to get out of here. Take your dagger with you, no need to clean up the rest!"
The mother and son took simple luggage and just ran out the door. A flash of fire came from the entrance of the town, and then the explosion appeared in a bungalow not far from them. Flames gush out from the windows and doors of the bungalow. Opened the roof of the house and rushed to an altitude of ten meters!
Along with the bursting fire, a strong shock wave spread, and Lenny's mother and son were slammed back into the house. The two fell into a ball, and it took a few seconds for Lanni to recover from her dizziness. She shook Alan, and the boy struggled to get up, saying he was okay. Turning around again to leave the house, Lanni saw several figures emerging from the fire a few meters away.
They were a few men, but not the men in town. With oil paint or tattoos on their bodies, chainsaws or submachine guns in their hands, they were killing several nearby residents. One of the men looked towards the room, and met Lanny in midair.
Lanny gritted her teeth and rushed to shut the door. Then he dragged a table over and slammed behind the door, then ran back, and opened a patched blanket in the corner of the room, under which was a cellar. Usually used to hide some food, Lanny opened the cellar and beckoned Alan to come over.
Ellen seemed to know what was going to happen, his body trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word. He walked over, Lanny kissed his forehead and said, "Hide in here and don't come out, Ellen. You want to live! Then that dagger killed your dad. His name is Archimedes, without him, There is no cursed destiny today!"
Allen was shocked. He just remembered a name instinctively: Archimedes. He was in the cellar, and the space was not completely dark, with faint light and some sounds coming from above.
The sound of the door being knocked hard.
A loud noise followed, like a heavy object falling to the ground. Then Lanni's yelling and the sound of the pistol sounded at the same time, and Allen sat together in silence. Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded overhead, and hot flames swept across the cellar. The blazing fire light shone on the boy's face through the not-so-sturdy wooden door.
It was the sound of a grenade exploding.
This night, screams, roars, and explosions kept ringing. In the small cellar, Alan was motionless like a sculpture. He didn't cry, just like the night he was born. It's just that there is misty water in the bright red eyes.
At the same time, a certain corner of the young heart became hard and cold.
No matter how long the night is, there is a time to pass. When Alan came out of the room, he saw a large area of scorched land. Yesterday, the street was still covered with silver-white snowflakes, but now it is barely exposed on the ground, and it is dark in color. Fragmented corpses were scattered on the charred ground. In it, Allen saw a severed finger with a silver ring blackened by fire.
Unexplained sadness surged to his chest, and the boy took a deep breath before letting himself cry.
That is Lanni's ring.
You can see dead bodies everywhere in the streets and collapsed houses of the town. Among these corpses, many were residents of the town, most were men, and some were women and children. On the road not far away, Allen saw Moss next door, the little fat man who was one year older than Allen. Alan had a fight with him not long ago, and now, poor little Moss has only one half of his body left, and the other half of his body is missing.
Alan looked up, looking a little dazed. There are no half alive people in the town, whether it is the survivors or the so-called predators, they have already left before dawn. The world is so big that it seems to have no boundaries; at the same time, it is also so small that it cannot accommodate a boy.
For a while, Allen didn't know where to go.
Ellen walked on the street blankly, a light wind blowing behind him at some unknown time, and there was a certain smell in the wind. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a dark shadow on the house behind him. There was a bang in his mind, and then he couldn't hear anything, and the world became silent. The pupils dilated slightly, which made him see clearly that this shadow was actually a wolf.
A wolf the size of a calf.
The whole body is covered with gray hair, and its big and powerful mouth is enough to bite off iron bars of a few centimeters thick, and it can naturally bite off Allen's neck easily.
This is a snow wolf, a first-level dangerous species that only moves and hunts in winter. Generally speaking, experienced hunters can deal with such dangerous species, but Allen is only a five-year-old child!
In the eyes of Xuelang, this is a food that can be caught easily. Although the meat of human children is not much, the taste is very delicious, and the snow wolf can't wait to drink the warm blood from that immature neck. But when it saw the boy's red jewel-like eyes and a circle of silver-gray lines quietly floating around his pupils, the snow wolf was actually terrified!
It's like a natural enemy hitting one's own head, rather than a fresh and delicious human child.
Everything that followed happened in an instant.
The snow wolf did not bite the boy's neck. When the wolf pounced, Allen almost instinctively rolled forward and rolled under the wolf's belly. The dagger in his hand was naturally stabbed up, and even the boy did not make any other movements, only relying on the sharpness of the dagger itself and the inertia of the snow wolf's pounce, he opened a long wound in the wolf's abdomen.
The boy's blood, intestines, and internal organs were soaked all over. When Alan emerged from the wolf carcass, the boy had become a blood man. However, before he could recover from the excitement of the rest of his life, countless green lights floated on the corners of the streets, houses or other places.
Snow wolves, such dangerous creatures, usually act collectively. There are 23 of them, and they surround Allen in the middle.
Allen's attention was drawn to the snow wolf. He didn't notice the devil's praise in his hand, and the wolf blood on the blade had all disappeared.
Only some dark red blood stains remained on the knife, which was the blood of a dead person.
The wolves were not eager to attack, and Allen looked at one of them. It was a petite snow wolf with the smallest size, but with long silver hairs, and it had light on its body that no other of its kind did not have.
The misty, silver-white light. Solitary and solemn, like a gust of wind blowing at the end of autumn.
The silver wolf came out more and more, came to Alan's side and circled him. He also sniffed around Alan's body with his slightly damp nose, and the boy stood still during the whole process. Although only a few seconds, Allen felt like a century had passed.
Silver wolf stepped back a little, and the wolf’s mouth opened and he uttered human language: "Are you afraid of me?"
Allen was overwhelmed with surprise.
Silver Wolf showed a humane smile: "Although our body structure is different, we can still simulate your human voice by using the vibration of certain muscles. Why, you have never seen anything like this before. Right?"
The boy shook his head honestly.
A hint of surprise flashed through the silver wolf’s quiet blue pupils, and then he said: "Your smell is not unpleasant, I like you. Your kind is dead, how about it, do you want to Come with me? Or, be our lunch?"
"Will you kill me if you leave with you?"
"Of course not, on the contrary, I will teach you to hunt. But if you want food, you have to get it on your own, just like my fellow countrymen."
"Then I will go with you." Allen did not hesitate, he did not forget his mother's last request. In any case, even if you are with the snow wolf, you must live.
Only by living, can Lanny's last wish be fulfilled!
So that day, a little boy and a silver snow wolf left the town where they had just experienced a massacre.
"By the way, my name is Baifang." On the way, Silver Wolf said.
"My name is Allen."
The boy hesitated for a while and asked: "Why let me go?"
"Because you are afraid of me, and even more because I am lonely..."
The world will not stop because of whom, the gears of time always roll forward at their own pace. Five years of cold winter, a flash of finger.
Summer is 433 years on the dawn calendar.
A group of soldiers shuttles between the mountains and forests. They are a hunting group that specializes in accepting various commissions, and sometimes hunting rare and dangerous species for huge profits. There are only three people in the hunting group, and they are all source powers, especially the leader Andy, who is a level 9 source power! As for the soldiers, they were actually hired from the nearby city of Gaul. There is no other reason, just because this mercenary is familiar with the surrounding environment.
At this time, the mercenary captain Gut said: "Head, we are not far from the wolf den."
Team leader Andy glanced at him and said: "Captain Gut, are you sure those **** snow wolves are nearby?"
"Last month, when we accepted the official commission of Gaul City to conduct a regular biological survey of the mountains and forests in this area, we did find the nest of snow wolves. If those guys haven't moved, it won't be wrong. Gut paused and emphasized: "Summer is the season that snow wolves hate early. In this season, they usually hide in shady caves for the whole summer, so the chance of transferring their nests is not high." /
"Very good." Andy jumped up, his eyes showed greedy eyes: "I heard that a silver snow wolf appeared in this snow wolf. The fur of the silver snow wolf is hard to find! It seems this It’s hard not to want to get rich this time."
At the same time as the hunting group appeared, on the other end of the forest, a deer with horns was hovering among the grass. It had complex horns like a crown. This was its weapon to protect itself. It is arching the grass with its horns, which is a means to test whether there is danger hidden in the grass. After confirming that there is no danger, it gnaws at this green grass. It can decompose water and fiber from the grass to maintain its own life.
Suddenly, the horned deer raised its head, and then its powerful hind limbs pressed the ground, and immediately swept a graceful arc. The horned deer felt the danger. This is an almost intuitive perception ability that has saved it many times so far. But this time it was an exception. There was a sudden flash of silver light under the tree sprout not far away, and the horned deer trembled in mid-air, and then fell to the ground with a whine.
A sharp dagger was gone, and it was nailed into its neck. The horned deer's eyes were full of fear, and it could feel something in its body being sucked away. It still didn't die immediately, but it was unable to get up. It could only watch the predator emerge from the shade of the tree in despair.