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The boy cheered, nothing was more satisfying than when he was eating.

Lanny untied the bag and took out an ordinary round bread from it. It did not add any special ingredients and placed it on the floating island of Babylon. It was a food that the nobles disdained. But on the surface, it was an extremely precious food. Because it had no radiation and had a faint smell of wheat.

Wheat is a legendary thing on the surface like a dragon. As far as Lanni knows, only the closed agricultural base on the floating island can cultivate this completely pollution-free rice and wheat.

Looking at the child who took the bread from her hand with an almost pious expression, and then carefully tear the bread into his mouth one by one, and even licked the oil on his fingers carefully. Lanni suddenly felt sad. If it weren't for her so-called persistence, would this child live a better life now?

However, nothing can be returned.

After the sadness, there was a strong anger. If it weren't for that man, today wouldn't be like this. Thinking of this, Lanni tightly held her slender fist.

She took out a dagger from her arms, which was set in a black leather sheath. Lanny gently pulled out the dagger. The dagger was a single blade and there was a circle of golden patterns on the back of the blade. Its shape was very simple, with a red gem at the end of the handle. The gem was carved into a demon's avatar, so this dagger has a very appropriate name.

Devil praises!

A small room.

A bed made of a few wooden boards, a well-patched but clean blanket is the whole room. Getting off the bed and directly at the door is more like a cabin than a room.

Allen sat on the bed, leaning against the corner of the bed. The roof light cast an orange light on the boy's face. He had an extra dagger in his hand, and he just learned from Lanny that this dagger was called a demonic praise, and about his father.

Father is a strange noun for Allen. From birth to now, he only knows his mother, but he doesn't know even a little information about his father. Lanni never mentions this. The only exception is that she fought with children in the town last year, and they called Allen a child without a father. After Allen came back, she asked Lanni, but Lanni did not give him an answer, but only slapped him in the butt.

Later, Allen equated his father with being beaten.

But tonight, Lannie was a little abnormal. When she thought of the time she handed the dagger to herself, her gentle mother suddenly turned distorted and said loudly: "Alan, this knife was given to me by your father. Now I will give it to you, and use this dagger to stab me hard into your damn father's chest in the future! Can you do it?"

Alan nodded instinctively, but he didn't know why his mother showed such an expression.

A five-year-old child cannot understand this emotion as hatred. Many years later, Allen realized that this is not only hatred, but also contains love that is so profound that it cannot breathe.

Love makes hatred!

He groped for the skin sheath of the dagger, which was the best gift he had received. Alan wanted the knife Uzbe at his waist very early, and Uz said he would give it to him when he was ten years old. But now, he got a better treasure. Alan swore that he had never seen such a beautiful dagger in town. The skin sheath that was filled with a soft luster under the light, and the demon gem that refracted the light.

If you have to describe it, you can only use one sentence you just learned: This is simply cool!

Alan couldn't help but pull out the dagger. The silver-white blade body and the dark golden pattern on it made the little child's breathing stagnate. Alan could even see his face filled with surprise, excitement and other expressions of intertwined expressions in the smooth blade. He licked his lips, stretched out his little hand and gently wiped it on the dagger.

A trace of coldness came from my fingers, and then a slight pain, but it was a small hole cut by the blade.

So sharp!

Not only was Alan not afraid, but was happy. He quickly put away his dagger and sucked the blood from his fingertips with his mouth, allowing the rust smell to melt in his mouth. Then he got into the blanket and let out a low laugh or two. Soon, he fell asleep.

The boy didn't know that the small blood stains left on the blade suddenly swam on its own and kept penetrated into the blade. So the dagger in the scabbard returned to its former state, but the demon gem on the handle quietly flashed a faint rainbow light in the darkness of the bed.

Three weeks later, the town ushered in the first winter snow. Silver-white snowflakes fell slowly from the sky, like gifts given to the earth by God. They painted ugliness, covered up sins, and decorated the heaven and earth into a pure white.

The vitality of the world is constantly recovering.

After breakfast, Allen came outside the house. There was already a thin layer of snow on the ground outside the house, covering the black and yellow pavement, leaving a dazzling silver path. Allen looked up and found that this winter seemed a little different.

As the snowflakes fell, there were some strange fluorescent lights floating between the sky and the earth. Red, green, blue, purple, and colorful lights drifted all over the sky. This was the most beautiful scene ever seen by Allen. He excitedly moved out of the house, climbed up, and tried to reach out to grab the fluorescent lights.

The fluorescent light seemed spiritual, and let Alan's little hand grab it in the air for a while, but none of it fell into the little boy's hand. The boy was not depressed, but instead showed a bright smile on his face. Finally, a fluorescent light fell into Alan's hand. It was cold and suddenly penetrated into the boy's hand. So Alan saw a misty light passing by his hand on his palm, forming a pattern like a loop.

The pattern of light flashed away.

"Alan! Oh my god, what are you doing here!"

The mother's voice suddenly sounded, which scared Little Alan. The boy jumped down quickly, and Lannie took him into the room with anger: "Didn't Mom say that staying in the snow will make you sick!"

Alan's little face was a little cold and pink. He exhaled a breath of heat and said, "Look, I'm not doing anything."

He was so stubborn that Lanni could only give him a blank look. Alan pulled his mother to the door again, pointed to the sky and said, "Mom, what are those?"

"It's snow."

"No, I mean things in the snow. They have a lot of colors and will shine!"

Lannie flicked his big head with her finger: "Don't talk nonsense, there is nothing glowing."

Alan touched his forehead, looked at his mother curiously, and then looked at the sky outside. The fluorescent lights were still there, and no one seemed to notice that today's winter snow was abnormal.

At this time, Allen didn't know what he saw.

That is the source power, the energy of the original source of the universe. No one in the world can see the source power with the naked eye!

Something is awakening.

It has to be said that the world is often repetitive and monotonous. Just like life in a small town, almost day after day, year after year.

Three days have passed since the first snow day.

That night, when Allen was sleeping in a daze, his forehead felt cold. It was as if someone was touching his forehead with his cold fingers. He tried to open his eyes. In the dim room, there was a blurred figure. Allen made a dreamy voice: "Mom?"

The man said "um" and didn't say anything. His slightly cold fingers were jogging on the boy's face, and his rhythmic movements made Allen fall asleep again as if he was hypnotized.

The next day, the boy had forgotten what happened last night.

But today, Allen always felt a sense of unreasonable tension.

At night, the feeling became even stronger. It was so intense that Alan couldn't fall asleep. His heart blew and his adrenal hormones secreted more than twice the amount, which made Allen's pupils unconsciously expand a little. In those bright red eyes, the moon was particularly round and large tonight. You could even see the magnificent mountains on the moon. Just as the boy was staring at the moon, a sudden explosion came from far and near!

The boy was startled and stood up from the bed in a daze. Then, there were rough gunshots and men's angrily scolding sounds outside the window, and there were a few screams of unknown whether it was a woman or a child.

Lanny almost crashed into the room, she quickly climbed onto the bed and closed the small window beside Allen's bed.

"What's wrong, mom?"

The mother hugged the child tightly and forced a smile and said, "I don't know, it may be that the dangerous species broke into the town. It doesn't matter, Uz and the others will deal with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, several more explosions sounded outside, and the sound waves seemed much bigger than the one just now.

The Dangerous genus has not broken into the town, but in the past, the battle will end soon, and the sound is far away from the town. The text is first released. But tonight, the explosion and gunfire seem to have spread to the town and are still advancing towards the center!

That is not a dangerous species! There was a cold voice in the boy's heart.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

The knocking sounded like a sudden rain, and the frequency of the knock seemed to smash the thin iron door.

"Stay here and don't come out, my dear."

Lanni jumped out of bed, patted Allen's head and said. She turned around and crawled out of the room, opened the door, and there was Wuzi outside. Wuzi was covered in blood, and I don't know if it was his own or something else. Lanni only saw a narrow and long wound on his face, which was long and deep, and almost bones could be seen!

"Oh my God, you're hurt. Come in quickly and I'll deal with you." Lanni said subconsciously.

But when he caught Wuz, the cowboy shook his head and said, "There's no time. Listen to Lanni, I want you to take Alan out of here."

"This..." Lanni looked outside the house, and the town was filled with fire: "Is it a dangerous species? They..."

"No, Lanni. This time it's not a dangerous species, but a predator!" Uz said hurriedly: "Now the men in the town are blocking the entrance of the town, but we won't support it for long. You must take advantage of this time to evacuate. Leave this and go to Gaul City or some other place."

He took two more things from his body: "This is a pistol, do you know how to use it? And this is a grenade. Pull out the safety bolt, throw it out, and blow up all things that are not good for you, okay?"

Putting them in Lannie's hands, Wuz suddenly smiled, her smile as bright as when she first met five years ago. On this night of blood and fire, it was like the sunshine was sprinkled: "I love you, Lannie."

Lanni's whole body was shocked, then she gritted her teeth and said, "I know."

He laughed, said nothing, turned around and left the hut. The figure who rushed towards the entrance of the town was unswerving!
Chapter completed!