Many years later, when Chapter Master Kano Young fights for a dark empire he does not understand, he will think of that distant afternoon when he saw the angel on Baal moon.

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Bawei Er, on the endless desert.

Cano took a deep breath and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The promethium engine of the old military pickup truck made a deafening roar. Under the violent bumps, the pickup truck narrowly avoided an attack. As a price, Kano smelled the pungent burnt smell coming from the engine.

.

Boom!

The danger has just begun.

With the help of the rearview mirrors on both sides, Kano could see what kind of terrifying and ferocious monsters were chasing behind him.

It was a mutant monster called the "Foot-Binding Jaw". "It" might have once been a human being, but under the constant radiation pollution of Baobao, it was tortured by the horror of mutation to the point where it could no longer recognize its original form.

This evil creature is as big as a tank, its body is covered with bubbling necrotic wounds, and its large mouths filled with sharp fangs open and close from time to time, spitting out murmurs and snickers that are similar to human arrogance without interruption.

Huge claws capable of shredding the heaviest armor.

Its body temperature is extremely high, like a burning furnace.

Coupled with the terrifying radiation naturally emitted from the body, the surrounding air is distorted.

Just looking at such a terrifying monster will make you feel incurable blasphemy, and you will want to dig your own eyes out of your head.

The attack just now came from this mutant beast.

There are still clearly visible deep pits on the ground. There is no doubt that if they had failed to avoid the fatal attack just now, the two military pickup trucks would have been easily torn apart like a worn-out wooden plank. He, Kano,

And the sniper O'Kelly sitting in the passenger seat next to him will be eaten alive without resistance like pieces of meat in a can.

They are lucky.

But another desert truck behind him was in bad luck.

Another, even larger foot-binding jaw came from a blind corner and overturned a huge truck weighing dozens of tons to the ground. The glass of the truck was ruthlessly torn to pieces. Langdon, an experienced member of the pure-blood tribe,

The hunter was dragged out alive from the torn carriage. Two mutated beasts bit his thighs respectively and pushed hard in opposite directions.

Tsk!

In the sound of tearing flesh and blood that makes one's teeth feel sore.

Langdon was split into two alive, scarlet blood and sticky internal organs flowing on the ground, and was devoured by two greedy beasts.

Bang!

The death of his companion caused O'Kelly unspeakable pain.

But she did not miss such a rare opportunity. Half of her body leaned out of the speeding pickup truck and she aimed the gun. Although there was only a rudimentary auxiliary aiming facility, the bullet that escaped from the gun still hit the target accurately.

The monster's eyes exploded into a blood-red flower on the rotting body.

This kind of injury is not enough to seriously damage the foot-binding jaw.

It is a deformed monster as big as a tank, a devil climbing out of hell, and a terrifying existence that is difficult for mortals to defeat.

The pain completely irritated the foot-bound jaws.

It gave up the remaining pieces of flesh under its feet and began to run wildly in the direction away from the pickup truck.

Although its body is bloated, its speed is not much worse than that of a full-speed military pickup truck, or even better. In the image shown in the rearview mirror, the shadow of the monster is getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately,

Kano's driving skills are sufficiently proficient - even though he is only fourteen years old this year, Kano is already a quite experienced hunter on Baal, where the average lifespan is only thirty years old.

"What do we do now?"

Even though O'Kelly tried his best to sound calm and steady, Cano was still keenly aware of the slightest trembling tone. The promethium engine of this military pickup truck was already overloaded, and there was an unsettling sound.

The burnt smell is coming from under the seat.

Maybe it will be ten minutes, maybe it will be in the next second.

In short, it won't take too long for the vehicle engine to be forced to stall due to the high temperature. At that time, there will only be a dead end for the two of them.

"Once those greedy mutant beasts set their sights on their prey, they will never give up."

"We can't just go back to the tribe," Kano said.

He turned the steering wheel fiercely, and the vehicle turned around with a harsh friction sound. A wide red mountain cliff appeared in O'Kelly's field of vision through the car window filled with yellow sand.

"That's where the Baal Fire Scorpions live."

O'Kelly exclaimed.

The Baal Fire Scorpion is a terrifying beast that has been mutated by radiation. Their size is not much different from that of the Footbinding Jaw. What's more, what's even more terrifying is that in most cases, this beast

They all appear in groups. Even the notorious mutant tribes in Bawei II do not dare to easily provoke such beasts.

Baal Fire Scorpions are extremely territorial.

If we can introduce the Foot-Binding Jaw to that cliff, we may be able to find a chance to escape from the chaos.

"Angels bless us!"

O'Kelly clasped his hands together and stared at the silver pendant hanging on the top with his dark eyes.

It was a human figure with its wings spread out, showing a holy appearance.

There is belief in angels on Baobao. This belief seems to have existed a long time ago. At that time, the human colonists had not even arrived on this planet, and the alien indigenous people living in it were already there.

Worship angels.

And now——

Countless time has passed.

The indigenous people who once lived here have long since disappeared, and the once prosperous human colonists were destroyed in each other's wars, but the surviving people still maintain their faith in angels. Today, angels have become a pure-blood tribe

It is a kind of spiritual symbol for us. People place their hopes on such an illusory image. They hope that one day, just like what is described in the fairy tale, a real angel can walk among the crowd and bring salvation.

and hope.

"Angel bless!"

Kano repeated something in a low voice, and then the vehicle stalled amidst a harsh friction sound.

"Damn it!" He slammed the steering wheel hard. Fortunately, they had arrived at the place where the Baal Fire Scorpions lived, and the situation was not particularly bad: "We have to get out of here quickly."

Cano opened the car door.

Glancing back, I saw the figures of the beasts lingering like ghosts.

"What should I do with the car?" O'Kelly asked.

"Don't worry about so much." Kano took her hand and dragged her out of the car without any explanation, "As long as we can survive, there will always be a way to solve it."

They ran forward wildly.

Passing by a huge red stone on the cliff, we soon came to the lair where the Baal Fire Scorpions live.

However——

What happened before them was beyond their ultimate imagination.

There were corpses everywhere on the ground. Those Baal Fire Scorpions that even the most brutal mutants would avoid when they saw them were lying on the ground in a mess, like rats that had been trampled. They were comparable to steel and were invulnerable to artillery.

The red reinforced carapace was dented and shattered by unimaginable violence. Hot blood gurgled from the gaps in the carapace, and the air was filled with a hot smell of rust.

On the corpse of the largest and most vicious fire scorpion.
Chapter completed!