Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 738: What year is it today
The Fire Festival is over.
After the carnival, all that's left is loneliness.
With drunkenness and smiles on their faces, the villagers staggered and supported each other, returned to their homes, sat by the warm fireplace, stretched out their hands to bake the fire, and enjoyed the warm time with their families.
There is only one girl, still standing there, looking out of the town.
Old John didn't bother the girl, just put on a thick fur coat and waited quietly.
I don't know how long, the night is getting darker.
The center of the eyebrows fell a little cold, revealing the chill.
Yvette slowly stretched out her hand, only to see a crystal snowflake falling in her palm.
The last snow of this year, like a goose feather, fell like a goose feather, and it seemed to be sending off a man who had gone away. in the north wind.
The north wind is wrapped in goose feather snow, making the already cold weather a bit colder.
"Go back, Yvette."
Old John couldn't bear to let his granddaughter suffer, so he walked over with hesitant steps and softly advised: "He doesn't belong here, and he will leave sooner or later."
Yvette bowed her head deeply, her hands were frozen purple, tears fell down her cheeks, her teeth bit her lip, and she used a very soft voice, with a hint of trembling. Says: "I...get it...Grandpa..."
Girls have been very sensible since childhood, always.
She is well aware of Grandpa's concerns and understands that Luka will not stay here, but she is just not reconciled.
Until the end...the words were not spoken.
"I...like him..."
Yvette turned and threw herself into the old man's arms, bursting with tears, sobbing and whispering: "Grandpa...I like Luca...but why...why? Don't let me say it...even if I refuse..."
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The man walked in the mountains all night without sleep.
At dawn, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, gilding the entire mountain top with golden light, the clouds transpired, and the mountains and forests were all covered in silver.
It's a pity.
Even if the fairyland has nothing to do with him, he just wants to find the nearest human gathering place.
If he goes in this direction, I'm afraid it won't take ten days and a half months, he will have to become a purebred savage.
With his physique, although he won't starve to death and freeze to death, his image can't be preserved.
"I should have asked old John, I want a map." The man looked at the boundless mountains and couldn't help but have a headache: "God bless me, don't let me get lost, I don't want to be Savage."
But since I've already left, it would be a shame to go back.
The man shook his head with a wry smile, chose a direction that seemed pleasing to the eye, and started running wildly with all his strength.
As the saying goes: Going up a mountain is easy but going down.
But it doesn't seem to work for the man. I saw him going down the mountain as fast as lightning, completely ignoring the steepness along the way, as if the earth dragon was rolling in the thick snow, setting off a wind of dozens of meters long. Dragon.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the man rushed down from the top of the mountain several hundred meters high.
Ahead is a forest covered with snow. Wan Lai is silent without a sound. After the heavy snow, all creatures fall into a deep sleep.
If you are an experienced hunter, you will definitely not trespass into the forest just after the heavy snow, because it is easy to encounter wild beasts that come out to hunt, especially the brown bears, which like to come out to hunt after heavy snow. , to hoard more fat to survive the harsh winter.
The sun is gradually sinking as the man walks in the forest.
It has been two days since he left the town, and now there is no water, let alone any food, and his stomach is rumbling.
Just as the man was worried about whether to eat snow or grass tonight, a loud noise interrupted him.
"Roar-"
A roar of a beast was heard, and layers of snow fell on the branches.
Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, a wild bear with brown hair standing up to two meters high, sticky saliva dripping from its teeth, and the eyes of the beast were full of killing and tyranny. Staring at the human in front.
The two-meter-tall brown bear is definitely the king of the forest.
Only those sharp claws and fleshy palms that reflect the cold light can slap most carbon-based creatures to death, at least with broken tendons.
Food is in short supply in the cold winters of northern Europe.
Being able to meet people like humans in the forest is like a delicacy bestowed by God for brown bears who have been hungry for half a winter.
Just by smelling the breath of humans, this huge brown bear greedy worm was hooked up, and after a roar came out of its mouth, it ran towards the man.
The stench of saliva was splashed in all directions, and the huge brown bear ran like a land tank. The nearby branches kept shaking off the snow. If ordinary people saw this scene, I'm afraid yes Turn around and run on the spot.
Unfortunately, men are not included in the ranks of 'ordinary people'.
After all...
It's not just brown bears who need food.
The brown bear's eyes are full of confusion. With its IQ, it is completely incomprehensible why the human in front of him doesn't run away, but under the temptation of gluttony and hunger in its belly, it still charges firmly towards the man.
In Brown Bear's cognition, there is no creature that can resist a single collision from it.
This is an ancient memory engraved in the genes, and of course it can also be understood as a hunting instinct.
But the next moment, the brown bear suddenly stopped in front of the man.
As if a tank was moving at full speed, the strong impact it carried came to an abrupt end, shaking the snow up to a meter thick on the ground, and the snow lifted by the air waves rushed into the air, sending out a heavy thunder like thunder. ring.
With just one hand, the man forcibly stopped the bear's charge.
And his arm, which is as white as jade, is now covered with red lines like orbits, like a special tattoo formed by blood boiling and showing through the skin.
"Sorry..."
The man lowered his eyes and said softly: "The weak will eat the strong, this is the law of nature."
The voice fell, and the palm of the hand was full of blue light, which penetrated the brown bear's head like a sharp arrow, and exploded a mixture of white and red.
"Dinner can be considered to be finished..." The man breathed a sigh of relief, condensing a blue sword in his hand.
Shhhhh...
Three times, five times, two skins and bones, a brown bear is dismembered, and then a bonfire is built to bake on it.
After a full meal, the man rested for half an hour, got up and continued to move in one direction.
This walk, until noon the next day, finally let him see the town.
But... the problem is.
He doesn't know if he should call the pile of broken ruins a 'town'.
From the crumbling ruins, I can vaguely see the breath of the town in the past, but now it has become a purgatory on earth, and there are people everywhere like walking dead. There is no hope for life in their eyes, only Ashes of despair.
The man came to a desperate man, leaned down and asked, "What the **** is going on here?"
The desperate man did not answer him, just stared at the distant street with a dead face, and then his pupils trembled violently, as if he saw something terrifying, he screamed and started to flee in a hurry, and he went into the ruins desperately inside.
Boom boom boom...
A loud noise from the steel tracks drew the man's gaze.
I saw a group of soldiers with determination and determination~IndoMTL.com~ wearing steel helmets and holding rifles, following the steel behemoth-like tanks, holding their chests and heads high and arrogant, stepping over the ruins The streets of towns and cities wantonly slaughtered the crowd on the way.
A black flag flies over the tank.
Accompanied by the howls and screams from the crowd, the slanted **** printed on the black flag trembled in the howling cold wind.
The man's pupils shrank slightly, and the **** slanted on the black flag was fixed, and the feeling of deja vu came to his mind.
Swastika...
Hitler.....
The German Army...
World War II.....
Countless fragmented memory fragments flashed wildly in his mind, and then turned into a word.
It is a word that makes the whole world tremble, makes the whole Europe tremble, and terrifies countless living beings, and the translation of this word means that the iron hoof tramples the entire European continent - the gang!