Dawn Of The Night

Chapter 6: At midnight, Tran Thien is outside…

 In the middle of the night, Tran Thien was awakened by the sound of earthquakes outside. The movement is enough to wake up a person who has been fast asleep within a second.

     Instinctively, he sat up like a spring and approached the window, and after a few steps, he was back in his trousers, even half of his jacket.

     Outside the window was pitch black, only a few sparks could be seen in the distance. Tran Thien blinked, his pupils really reflected green light like wild beasts active in the night.

     Countless shadows, large and small, ran chaotically through the base, and the wailing accompanied by the incessant hissing. Tran Thien can be sure that it was quiet not long ago, but now it seems the gates of hell have been opened, taking advantage of the night, his huge body stirring the wind and playing a song with his prey next to him. their paintings. Spooky mourning.

     Tran Thien's pupils shrank, feeling all the hairs on his legs stand up.

     Beast tide! How can there be a strange beast tide here!

     Mutant divine beasts more or less retain the instincts of divine beasts, and often have their own hunting territory. Areas that were previously free of large wildlife species became relatively safe areas after the massive mutation of species began. And this base happens to be in the center of a safe area.

     Even strange beasts are rare, let alone gathered into a court of beasts. But tonight's disaster struck suddenly, without warning, as if a group of low-level beings defined by the world as ignorant and primitive had suddenly developed intelligence, and a large group of beasts. actually rallied to attack hundreds of miles away, and executed a meticulous plan.

     In a trance, Tran Thien could not explain Chaser's indifferent words: Because you are obsessed with it, you will bear the consequences yourself.

     A sentence like thunder, Tran Thien's temples throbbed: Maybe this is the "consequence" that he is referring to.

     Those calm and indifferent black eyes could not help but appear in his mind, as if he was sure that he could see through everything, his expression and tone of voice were unhurried, what he inadvertently said was saying final decision on the fate of this base.

     These thoughts flashed through his mind, but he soon lost the energy to think about them. The most important thing right now is to escape, not to get involved in any conspiracy or conjecture that humans use strange beasts to take revenge.

     But at the first step, Tran Thien was very confused whether to go out the door or not.

     The base here was formerly an abandoned factory in the mine area, although well managed, many of the houses are made of mud walls and earthen bricks, which will become unstable over time. As for Tran Thien's room, if the powerful mutants living in the house are in a bad mood, they can tear bricks with their bare hands and punch through walls with their bare fists, and their solidity doesn't require this kind of strength. . Mutant beast to attack.

 This is great, going out is basically equivalent to actively serving the other person, but if you don't go out, it's like waiting for the other person to come to the door to serve dinner.

     Dude, will you die here? I don't know if it tastes crispy or not. Tran Thien thinks that there will be joy in the midst of suffering.

     While daydreaming about tasting chicken or beef, trying to distract himself, he wrapped a thick piece of steel of his own into a tight arm guard around his left arm. Before going out, Tran Thien patted himself on the shoulder, forced a stiff smile on his face, and said to himself, "Handsome guy, I wish you luck." Someone had been bitten and beaten by mutant beasts from the half-wall ruins, except for a convulsive nervous reaction, they had lost their breath. Chen Shuli bent down and tried to notice the movements around him as he walked. As he approached a stone wall, he suddenly kicked something round. Looking down, he saw his long dirty hair stained with blood and his brain tied into a ponytail in what turned out to be white. The one who blackmailed him in the past.

 Tran Thien's expression did not change, but he couldn't help but think: Even the people who raise awareness have not found any clues, showing that this group of strange beasts really did not pass by by chance, but have a plan. to sneak in.

     However, even realizing this was futile, he stabilized his body and temporarily hid under the corner of the wall, looking for opportunities to try to escape the area.

     In such an environment, every step was a torture, and he even prepared himself to be attacked by mutant beasts in the next second. He couldn't think of any other way but to score, at least let it go without reservation before dying.

     Suddenly he felt a tightness in his chest and a buzzing in his ears. Tran Thien wasn't sure what that sound was, but it didn't seem like it was coming from a mutant monster.

      With a sound like a signal, all the strange beasts stopped biting at once.

      The strange sound resounded again, even rhythmically repeating a few times. Those mutant beasts seemed to have been summoned, and they gathered together in one direction.

    Tran Thien was stunned and did not dare to move his body. The hope of survival was rekindled, but the more worried he became, the more fear he felt at this time.

     Seeing the mutant monsters leaving one after another in the same direction, Tran Thien stood in the corner, almost losing the ability to move.

     The glee of the rest of his life was about to surface when he was interrupted by an intuition of impending disaster. He turned around abruptly, and was shocked to find a mutant beast shaped like a leopard preparing to attack less than ten meters behind him.

     As soon as Tran Thien realized, the mutant monster rushed towards him. The speed of the opponent is lightning fast, at a distance of ten meters, Tran Thien Thien has no chance to dodge.

     Obnoxious!

     Men's passion for fighting is often accompanied by foul language. Tran Thien shouted angrily and rushed to fight back, but was thrown to the ground by the inertia of the opponent's impact.

     Having no other choice, Tran Thien can only use his left arm to fasten the opponent's mouth with sheet steel, so that the alien cannot bite the more fragile and deadly parts of his body. But such a posture is very limited, even if he mobilizes his ability to strengthen his body, it is difficult to exert his strength. What's worse is that his power can't last, and if he continues like that, he will soon lose his strength and become the other party's meal.

     The mutant monster tore through Tran Thien's arm violently, and swung it back and forth, trying to get rid of the human under its minions.

 During the confrontation with the saw, Tran Thien felt his consciousness gradually becoming blurred, and all his actions only stem from the body's survival instinct. Although he did not give up, the fact was clear - he had completely lost the ability to fight back.

 The clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind, the silver-white moonlight poured down on the ruins of the base that had shrunk Asura Field. The head of the ferocious animal was almost the size of a hand, the sharp fangs rubbing against the steel plate made a sour sound. Saliva mixed with plasma flowed down half of a limb, dripping on Tran Thien's face, and he did not dare to close his eyes for a moment.

     Suddenly, the mutant beast's body was flipped over by a great force and fell to the side, the pressure of which almost caused Tran Thien to spit out his liver, gallbladder, spleen and lungs.

     Fortunately, the weight lasted only 0.001 seconds, and in the next instant he felt the force that was holding him back instantly loosen. With a muffled impact sound, the mutant monster holding him rolled to a location ten meters away.

     Tran Thien, who lost the confrontation, did not feel suddenly relieved, instead, his chest was choked by a sudden loud vibration, and there was a sweet smell in his throat and eyes. he is black.

     For a few breaths, Tran Thien couldn't see or hear anything, and the only thing he could feel was the rushing wind. He instinctively turned to seek shelter in the corner, but luckily no incident occurred so he finally got a chance to breathe. When he regained his strength, his eyesight gradually recovered, but what entered his eyes was a scene that couldn't be more desperate.

     A tall and sturdy white wolf stood proudly in the moonlight, disdain upon seeing it, the wolf's kiss lifted slightly and a wolf howl.

     The leopard-shaped mutant that was flung to the ground by it quickly adjusted its posture, bared its teeth, lowered its body, and roared with anger and fear in its throat.

     After Tran Thien saw all this clearly, he felt numb - his own log was barely enough to stick between his teeth, how could He Dehe make two people This civil war duel!

     He moved his body, intending to run away in a low voice, but as soon as he turned his head, he discovered that there were a few strange beasts that did not follow the army before, only this time he was attracted by the movements of these two. and are gathering towards him sporadically at the moment.

     Tran Thien's heart is cold, he has a feeling that he will soon become a piece of meat stuck in the mouths of these big guys.

     It was just that in his heart he was hesitant to deal with him first, so as not to suffer the torture of being swallowed alive, but the reaction of the strange beast after that was far beyond Chen Qian's expectations.

     Just as a giant python was squirming and trying to hang himself from behind, Tran Thien, who was shrouded in fog, didn't react at all. There was a loud bang, and the mutant python that was trying to hang him was slapped to the ground by the white wolf.

     ? ? ?

 In his stunned mind, a real thought popped up: This bastard is pretty protective of food.

     Then he felt a tightness in his back, followed by the tightness of his clothes around his neck. The body seemed to fly out at first, then began to bump up and down. He tried to make sense of the situation in front of him, but discovered that he had been caught by the white wolf and picked up from the ground. His feet didn't completely touch the ground, but because of the other's flying speed, he was unable to control himself.

     It is said that canines like to bury their excess food, so they were probably considered safe at the time. This was the last thought in Tran Thien's mind and then… he was stunned by his own collar.