When Lanny turned around, Alan was already standing in the doorway of the bedroom. The five-year-old boy was surprisingly calm, and Alan asked softly, "Mom, what is a predator?" ”

"The devil." Lanny said simply, adding, "Poor devil." ”

It was many years before Alan learned the meaning of this sentence. But now, Lanny didn't have time to let him experience it: "Alan, we have to get out of here. Bring your dagger with you, you don't have to pack up the rest! ”

The mother and son took their simple luggage and just ran out of the door. A flash of fire swept from the other side of the town, and then an explosion appeared in a bungalow not far from them. Flames erupted from the windows and doors of the bungalows. Lifted the roof of the house and rushed ten meters into the air!

With the burst of fire, a powerful shockwave spread, lifting Lannie and her son back into the house. The two fell into a ball, and it was a few seconds before Lannie recovered from her dizziness. She shook Allen, and the boy struggled to get up, indicating that he was fine. Turning to leave the house, Lannie saw several figures emerge from the firelight a few meters away.

It was a couple of men, but not the men of the town. Painted or tattooed and armed with chainsaws or submachine guns, they were shooting at several nearby residents. One of the men looked towards the room, his gaze meeting Lannie in midair.

Lanny gritted her teeth and rushed up to close the door. Then he dragged over a table and stuck behind the door, and ran back, lifting a patched blanket in the corner of the room, and there was a cellar underneath. Usually used to hide some food, Lanny opened the cellar and beckoned Alan to come over.

Alan seemed to know what was going to happen, his body trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word. He walked over, and Lanny kissed him on the forehead and said, "Hide in here and don't come out, Alan." You're going to live! And then that dagger killed your dad. His name is Archimedes, and without him, we would not be the damned fate we have today! ”

Allen was shaken, and he only instinctively remembered one name: Archimedes. He was in the cellar, and the space wasn't exactly dark, with a faint light coming through it, and some sounds.

The sound of a hard knock on the door.

Then there was a loud bang, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground. Then Lannie's yelling and the sound of a pistol rang out at the same time, and Alan sat down silently. Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded overhead, and scorching flames swept over the cellar. The blazing light of the fire shone on the boy's face through the not-so-sturdy wooden door.

It was the sound of a grenade exploding.

The night was filled with screams, roars, and explosions. In the small cellar, Alan was as motionless as a sculpture. He didn't cry, just as he did on the night he was born. It's just that the bright red eyes are filled with misty moisture.

At the same time, a corner of the young mind became hard and cold.

No matter how long the night is, there will be a time when it passes. When Alan came out of the house, he saw a large scorched floor. Yesterday, the streets were covered with silver-white snowflakes, but now they are bare and pitch black. On the scorched ground, there were broken corpses scattered. In it, Eren sees a severed finger with a silver ring blackened by fire.

Unspeakable grief welled up in his chest, and the boy took a deep breath to keep himself from crying.

That's Lanny's ring.

Bodies can be seen everywhere on the streets of the town, in the collapsed houses. Many of the corpses were townspeople, mostly men, but also women and children. On the road not far away, Alan saw Moss from the next house, the little fat man who was a year older than Allen. Alan had a fight with him not long ago, and now, poor little Moss only had one half of his body left, and the other half of his body was missing.

Alan looked up, looking a little dazed. There were no more than half of the people alive in the town, either the survivors or the so-called predators, who had left before dawn. The world is so big that it seems to have no boundaries; At the same time, it is also very small, too small to fit a boy.

For a moment, Alan didn't know where to go.

Alan walked down the street blankly, and a light breeze blew behind him, and there was a certain fishy smell in the wind. As soon as he turned around, he saw a dark shadow rushing towards him on the house behind him. There was a bang in his head, then nothing could be heard, and the world became silent. His pupils dilated slightly, making him see that the shadow was actually a wolf.

A wolf the size of a calf.

With gray hair all over its body, its powerful and powerful mouth is enough to bite through a few centimeters of thick iron bars, and it is naturally able to bite Allen's neck lightly.

This is the snow wolf, a Class 1 dangerous species that only moves and hunts in winter. Generally speaking, a seasoned hunter can deal with such a dangerous species, but Alan is only a five-year-old child!

In the eyes of the snow wolf, this is a handy food. Although the amount of human flesh is not much, the taste is very delicious, and the snow wolf can't wait to drink the warm blood from the young neck. But when it saw the boy's eyes like red jewels, and a circle of silver-gray lines quietly floating around the pupils, the snow wolf actually felt fear!

It's like a predator running headlong into you, not a tender and delicious human child.

The next qiē happened in the blink of an eye.

The snow wolf didn't bite the boy's neck, and Alan rolled forward almost instinctively the moment the wolf pounced, rolling under the wolf's belly. The dagger in his hand naturally stabbed upward, 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 on the wolf's abdomen.

The boy was drenched in wolf blood, intestines, and internal organs. By the time Eren emerged from the wolf's corpse, the boy had turned into a bloody man. But before he could recover from the excitement of the aftermath of the catastrophe, countless dots of green floated up on the corners of the streets, on houses, or in some other place.

Snow wolves are dangerous creatures that usually act in groups. There were 23 of them, and they surrounded Eren in the middle.

Allen's attention was all attracted to the snow wolf, and he didn't notice the demonic salute in his hand, and all the wolf blood on the blade had disappeared.

All that remained on the knife was some dark red blood, which was the blood of a dead man.

The wolves didn't rush to attack, and Alan looked at one of them. It was the smallest, silver-haired petite snow wolf, with a light that no other person of its kind had.

Misty, silvery-white light. Lonely and cold, like a gust of wind blowing at the end of autumn.

The silver wolf stepped out of the crowd and came to Allen's side and circled him. It also sniffed around Allen's body with its slightly damp nose, and the boy froze the whole time. Even though it was only a few seconds, Alan felt like a century had passed.

The silver wolf stepped back a little, and the wolf's mouth opened and closed to spit out human language: "Are you afraid of me? ”

Alan was amazed.

The silver wolf smiled humanly: "Although our body structure is different, we can still simulate your human voice by using the vibration of certain muscles. Why, have you never seen anything like this before? ”

The boy shook his head honestly.

A hint of surprise flashed in the silver wolf's quiet blue pupils, and then he said, "Your taste is not bad, I like you." Your kind is dead, how about it, do you want to come with me? Or, to be our lunch? ”

"If I leave with you, will you kill me?"

"Of course not, on the contrary, I will teach you to hunt. But if you want food, you'll have to get it on your own, just like the rest of my countrymen. ”

"Then I'll go with you." Alan didn't hesitate, he didn't forget his mother's last request. In any case, even if you are in the company of snow wolves, you have to live.

Only by living can Lannie's last wish be fulfilled!

So on this day, a young boy and a silver snow wolf left the town that had just experienced a massacre.

"By the way, my name is Bai Fang." On the way, the silver wolf said.

"My name is Alan."

The boy hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why did you let me go?" ”

"Because you're afraid of me, and because I'm lonely......"

The world does not stand still because of anyone, and the gears of time always roll forward at their own pace. Five years of cold winter, a snap of a finger.

Dawn 433, summer.

A group of soldiers roamed through the mountains and forests, a hunting group that specialized in commissions and sometimes hunted rare and dangerous species for profit. There are only three people in the hunting group, and they are all source power people, especially the group leader Andy, who is a ninth-level source power person! As for the soldiers, they were actually hired from the nearby city of Gaul. There is no other reason than that this mercenary is familiar with the surrounding environment.

At this time, the mercenary captain Gut said: "Head, we are not far from the wolf's den. ”

Captain Andy glanced at him and said, "Captain Gut, are you sure those damn snow wolves are nearby?" ”

"Last month, when we were commissioned by the city of Gaul to conduct a routine biological survey of the mountains and forests in this area, we did find the snow wolf's den. If those guys hadn't moved yet, they wouldn't be wrong. Gut paused, emphatically, "Summer is the season that snow wolves hate early, and during this season, they usually spend the whole summer hiding in shady caves, so there is not much chance of moving their nests. ”

"Good." Andy jumped up, with a greedy look in his eyes: "I heard that there is a silver snow wolf in this snow wolf, and the fur of the silver snow wolf is hard to find!" It seems that it will be difficult not to get rich this time. ”

At the same time as the hunting group appeared, on the other side of the forest, a horned deer wandered among the grass, its intricate horns like a crown, which were its weapons to protect itself. It was arching the grass with its horns, a way to test if there was danger lurking in the grass. After making sure there was no danger, it nibbled on the green grass, which decomposes water and fibers from the grass to sustain itself.

Suddenly, the horned deer raised its head, and then its powerful hind limbs pressed against the ground, and immediately swept a graceful arc. The horned deer sensed danger, an almost intuitive sense of perception that had saved it quite a few times so far. But this time it was an exception, and suddenly there was a flash of silver light from under the trees not far away, and the body of the horned deer in mid-air suddenly trembled, and fell to the ground with a wail.

A sharp dagger was smashed into its neck. The Horned Deer's eyes were filled with fear, and it could feel something being sucked out of its body. It was still immediately dead, scrambling on all fours but unable to get up, and could only watch in despair as the predator emerged from the shade of the tree.