Doomsday End
Demon Praise
The world is still advancing at its own pace, and the gears of time are spinning. The nobles of the floating island of Babylon are still looking for pleasure. Mobit, newly elected president, has just finished a celebration party, but in an inconspicuous corner of the surface, an extraordinary life ends there. Be born.
Destiny always likes to leave a little surprise when people don't expect it.
The dawn calendar of 428, the last Saturday in late autumn, heard a bang in the city.
That's the assembly number for buying winter gear. When a woman walked into an alley with a large bag of food, some of the men sitting in the corner nodded and followed.
It's late and night's come.
In the alley, the woman saw a stalker behind her. He sped up his pace, Just as the men were about to do something, a double-barreled rifle suddenly poked out from the shadow in the corner, and the black muzzle immediately calmed them down.
Just like five years ago, Uzi, still in a cowboy costume, came out of the shadows while holding a rifle. There was a cigarette in his mouth, and it was almost gone. Uzi spewed out a cigarette butt, and said in a deep voice, "Fuck me!"
Under the threat of firearms, several men gradually retreated and disappeared in the alley. Uzi then put down his gun and walked towards the woman: "I came back in time. Lanny."
The woman raised her turban to show a beautiful face. He sighed, "I owe you another."
“Don't do that, I'm still looking forward to getting free treatment from you when I get hurt.” Uzi lifted the cowboy hat with his muzzle while smiling openly.
"Come, let me bring it to you, it looks pretty heavy."
The cowboy took the bag from Lanni and walked back to the city with him. It was a tin house, simple, but ultimately sturdy enough to block snow and ice in winter. As soon as he entered the house, a small figure smashed into Lanni's embrace. Lanny crouched down and lifted him up. Under the light was a five-year-old child, but he was stronger than a child of the same age.
With a rare short gray hair, under the reflection of light, the blue light shone like a star firefly.
The boy had a childish face and already had an outer line like a knife. You can imagine if he grew up later he must be a handsome man. It was just that now there was a small bruise on the child's cheek, which made Lanny frown, "What's wrong?"
There was a trace of panic in the boy's eyes, then he looked at Uzi as if asking for help. Uzi smiled and shrugged, indicating that he could do nothing. The boy had to bite his lips and said, "The moss next door today says that I am a white pig, so I am ..."
He looked at Lanni, who had a stern expression. The boy had to say: "So I punched his nose, then he pushed me to the ground and accidentally knocked me down. But don't worry, mother, I've cleared the man, he definitely won't. Dare to scold me again. "
Uzi whistling: "Yes, Allen. Little Moss seems a year older than you."
“Actually, she's 13 months older than me!” The boy corrected.
Lanni gave Uzi angrily, who obediently kept quiet. He sighed, touched the boy's hair and said, "Allen, not everything can be solved with a fist. After all, you will always meet a man who cannot win. What are you gonna do?"
The boy's big red eyes turned around, and he said without thinking, "I'll run, and then wait until I grow up and get stronger, he said, and then come back to make it look good!"
Then he said triumphantly, "But ma'am, there's nothing I can't win. The things that Uncle Uzi taught me were very useful."
Uzi suddenly became embarrassed. As Lanni turned her head, she smiled bitterly: "I just taught her something to protect herself, really."
"Well, I suddenly remembered that Peter wanted to talk to me about something, so I'll go first."
The cowboy ran away, looking at the man's back, Lanni shook her head: "Come on, we should eat."
The boy cheered, and there was nothing more satisfying than eating.
Lanny untied her bag and took out a regular loaf of bread from inside. It did not add any special ingredients and was placed on the floating island of Babylonia It was a food that was ignored by the nobles. But on the surface, it was a very precious food. It has no radiation and has a faint grain smell.
Wheat, on the surface, is almost as legendary as a dragon. As far as Lanni knows, only a closed agricultural base on a floating island can grow this completely pollution-free rice and wheat.
Looking at the child who took the bread from him with an almost godly expression, then carefully he tore off a small piece of bread and put it in his mouth, even carefully licking the oily flowers on his fingers. Lanny felt sad for a moment. If not for his persistence, would this child be able to live better now?
However, everything cannot return.
After the grief, there was a deep anger. If not for the man, then it wouldn't be what it is today.Thinking this, Lanny clenched her slender hand tightly.
He took out a dagger from his arm, and the dagger was wrapped in a black leather sheath. Lanny gently whipped out the dagger, the dagger was one-eyed with a golden pattern on the back of her sword. The shape is very simple, only at the end of the handle is decorated with red gems. The jewel was carved on the demon's head, so this dagger had a very proper name.
Praise demons!
Washroom.
Beds made of nailed wooden planks and clean blankets covered in patches were all inside the room. Get off the bed right in front of the door, it's more like a cabin than a room.
Allen was sitting on the bed, leaning against the corner of the bed. The electric light on the roof emitted an orange glow to the little boy's face. He has an extra dagger in his hand, and he learns from Lanny that this dagger is called the Devil's Praise. And, about his father.
Dad is a strange term for Allen. From birth until now, she only knew her mother, but she did not know the slightest bit of information about her father. Lanny didn't say anything about it. The only exception was an altercation with the city's children last year, who called Allen a fatherless child. When Allen came back, he asked Lanny, Lanny didn't give him an answer, just slapped him in the ass.
Later, Allen likened his father to beatings.
Allen nodded instinctively, but he did not know why his mother showed such an expression.
A five-year-old can't understand this type of emotion as hate. And years later, Allen realized that this was not only hatred, but also love so deep that it made people unable to breathe.
Hate from love!
He fumbled the dagger sheath, which was the best gift he got. Allen wanted the knife Uzbe had on his waist early, and Uz said that he would give it to him when he was ten. But now, she had a better baby. Allen swore that he had never seen such a beautiful dagger in the city. The leather sheath was filled with a gentle luster under the light, and a demon jewel that refracted the light.
If you have to describe it, you can only use the sentence you just learned: It's so cool!
Allen could not help but pull out a dagger.The silver-white blade and the dark golden pattern on it made the little boy's breath falter. Allen could even see his face was filled with shock and excitement in that refined sword. He licked his lips and extended his hand to gently rub the dagger.
There was a slight chill from the finger, and then a slight pain, but the fingertip was cut with a small cut by the blade.
Very sharp!
Allen was not afraid, but happy. He quickly put away the dagger and sucked the blood from his fingertips with his mouth, letting the smell of rust melt in his mouth. Then he got into the blanket and laughed softly. Soon, he fell asleep.
The boy did not know that the small blood stain left on his blade suddenly moved by itself, and continuously penetrated into his blade. As a result, the dagger in its scabbard was restored just like before, but the demon gems in its hilt were calmly emitting a faint rainbow light in the darkness of the bed.
Three weeks later, the city entered its first winter snow. Silvery-white snowflakes fell from the sky casually, like gifts from heaven to earth, covering up evil, covering sin, and adorning the heavens and earth to a pure white.
The vitality of the world is still recovering.
After breakfast, Allen came to the house. There was already a thin layer of snow on the ground outside the house, covering the black and yellow road, leaving behind a dazzling silver path. Allen looked up and realized that this winter seemed a little different.
As the snowflakes floated downwards, there were also some strange fluorescence floating in the sky and earth. Red and green, blue and purple, the colorful light trapped in the snow floated all over the sky. This was the most beautiful sight Allen had ever seen. He excitedly took a high chair from the house, climbed up, and tried to grab and grab a fluorescent lamp.
Fluorescence seemed to be spiritual in nature, although Allen's small hand was scratching in the air, nothing fell into the boy's hands. The boy was not depressed, but a bright smile appeared on his face. Eventually, the fluorescent light fell into Allen's hands. It was ice-cold, and it instantly slid into the boy's hand, so Alan saw a misty light pass through his palm, forming a circle-like pattern.
The light pattern disappeared.
"Allen! My God, what are you doing here!"
His mother's voice suddenly rang out, shocking little Allen. The boy hurriedly jumped down, and Lanny carried him into the house angrily: "Didn't Mom say staying in the snow would make you sick!"
Allen's face was slightly pink from the cold, he exhaled and said, "Look, I have nothing to do."
He was so stubborn that Lanny could only stare at him blankly. Allen took his mother to the door again, pointed to the sky and said, "Mom, what is that?"
"Snow."
"No, no, I mean things in the snow. They have many colors and shine!"
Lanny flicked her big head with her finger: "Don't talk nonsense, nothing sparkles."
Alan touched his forehead, looked at his mother curiously, then into the sky outside. Those who still fluorescence, Kelanie, and the residents on the street seem to have noticed something unusual about winter snow today.
At the moment, Allen did not know what he was seeing.
That's the source power, the origin energy of the universe. No human being can see Genesis with the naked eye!
Something is awakening.
I must say that the world is often repetitive and monotonous. It's like living in a small town, almost day after day, year after year.
Three days had passed since the first snow day.
That night, as Allen slept sleepily, he felt a chill on his forehead. As if someone touched his forehead with a cold finger, he tried to open his eyes. In the dimly lit room, there was a blurred figure. Allen made a sleepy voice: "Mom?"
The man said "um" and did not speak. The cold fingers gently patted the boy's face and body, as well as the rhythmic movements that made Allen fall back asleep like hypnotized.
The next day, the boy forgot what happened last night.
But right now, Allen was always feeling nervous for no reason.
At night, this feeling gets stronger. It was so powerful that Allen could not sleep, his heart was pounding, and the amount of adrenal hormones released was more than usual, which made Allen's pupils that looked out the window involuntarily slightly enlarged. In those bright red eyes, the moon tonight was very round and very big. You can even see the incredible mountains on the moon When the boy was looking at the moon, a sudden explosion came from far and near!
The boy was shocked and got out of bed empty. Then there was a rough shot and the sound of a man screaming from the window, and there were one or two shouts that did not know if it was a woman or a child.
