Chapter 411: The Meeting of Mutants (Page 1/1)

Lying on the cold ground, Carol, unconscious, gradually regained consciousness.

Staggling to her feet, Carol shook her drowsy head and looked down at her tattered clothes, feeling that something was wrong with her body.

Carroll looked out the door, the sun was setting in the west, and it was nearly dusk.

Holding on to the doorframe and walking out into the street, he looked at the woman who was approaching him, a neighbor he knew, and was about to say hello.

Unexpectedly, after the other party saw Carol, he dropped the vegetable basket in his hand as if he had seen a ghost, screamed, turned around and ran.

Scratching the back of her head, Carol, with a bewildered face, went around the corner at the end of the street and entered a small market.

When he appeared in the field of vision of the citizens, the originally noisy and noisy market suddenly became silent.

Everyone's face was contorted with fear, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Someone shouted, "Monster!"

The whole market suddenly looked like a bag of dynamite ignited by a spark, with cries, falls, and cries for help mingling, men, women, and children pushing and shoving each other and scrambling to flee into the distance.

In less than half a minute, the whole market was left with only Carol except for the poultry walking around.

With her mouth wide open, Carol looked at the chaos in front of her, her mind full of questions.

When he found a wooden bucket of water and looked inside, he screamed in fright at his appearance.

A two-meter-tall giant was reflected in the water, with sharp, raised fangs, pale green muscles, and a wide valgus nose.

"The Holy King is above!What have I become?!"

Carol's voice was low and hoarse, sounding like two rough stones rubbing against each other.

"Guard! That monster is there!"

The shouts at the end of the street caught Carol's attention.

The sound of his armor shaking as he ran, and the sound of the army's neat steps, reminded him that at this time, fleeing was the best option.

Shifting, Carol ran lifelessly down the alley.

As the footsteps of the pursuers behind him got closer and closer, a panicked Carol slipped headlong into a dead end.

Looking at the thick wall in front of him, a desperate Carol turned around and looked at the guards slowly approaching her.

With the help of the firelight of the nearby merchants, the guards of Twilight City finally saw the true face of the monster. Even the well-trained soldiers widened their eyes in fear when they faced the huge beast that walked upright in front of them.

For the sake of safety, the captain of the guard immediately gave the order and took the safest method: "Bow and arrow ready!

Looking at the arrows that were shining with cold light on the opposite side, Carol roared, clenched his fists with both hands and smashed back, and the half-meter-thick wall was actually smashed into a pile of broken bricks by him.

Looking at the huge figure that disappeared into the night, the guards were so frightened that they stopped, and no one dared to chase them.

After a long while, the captain of the guards plucked up the courage to come to the wall, looked at the pile of broken bricks on the ground, and gasped: "With such a thick wall, even a battering ram hugged by dozens of people cannot be smashed open at one time...... What kind of monster is it, just one hit......"

Under the cover of night, Carol fled down the underground waterways to the outside of the city. Frightened, he did not dare to take the avenue again, but chose those deserted paths and fled into the forest.

After making sure that there were no pursuers behind him, Carol, panting, leaned against the trunk of the tree and sat down on the ground in a dejected manner.

Covering her face with her thick palms, the grieving Carroll yelled with all her strength, "Why? Why me?!"

A punch slammed back, and the waist-thick trunk was broken by the sound.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and bean-sized raindrops poured down.

Carol, sitting at the root of the tree, looked up at the sky, letting the rain mix with tears and slowly flow down her cheeks.

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Three days later in the evening.

A hungry Carol, draped in a piece of ragged sackcloth, hid in a village twenty kilometers east of Twilight, staring intently at the farmer's livestock.

Like a patient hunter, Carol lay motionless in the grass, quietly waiting for the sun to set.

When the last rays of sunlight disappear from the earth, all the farmers go home to rest.

Carol moved his hands and feet a few times, then watched his surroundings alertly, and crept closer to the pen little by little.

It took him ten minutes to finally get to the fence.

Carol stretched out a hand through the gap in the fence and saw the goat that was close at hand.

To his surprise, the goat suddenly took two alert steps back, tilted its head sideways at the big beast, and barked loudly.

At this time, screams and footsteps were immediately heard from the farmer's home.

Seeing that the success was falling short, Carol, who was dominated by hunger, simply couldn't care about it, and stood up directly, slapped his hands, and the wooden fence suddenly fell apart.

With a big hand stretched out, he caught the troublesome goat under his armpit, and Carol took an arrow step and galloped towards the entrance of the village.

"There's a thief! There's a thief! This bastard stole my sheep!"

First, an angry voice sounded in the village, and then, the whole village boiled like a pot of oil with water.

hoes, shovels, sickles...... Everything that could be used as weapons was picked up by the villagers.

A mighty team of thieves followed Carol's footsteps and roared away.

Carol, who was a thief for the first time, was weak and made a serious mistake when she fled.

He forgot the goat he was holding in his arms!

Although the freedom of this animal with an obvious IQ is restricted, it still uses its stubborn cry to guide the chasing villagers.

Running into the forest, Carol noticed that the fire behind him was getting closer and closer, and just when he didn't know what to do, something unexpected happened.

A long, piercing wolf howl came from the depths of the forest.

A huge black figure, with its limbs on the ground, rushed into the peasant households with incredible speed.

Accompanied by a sharp scream and the sound of flesh and blood, the group of peasants with only simple weapons were slaughtered in an instant by a terrible creature that was half human and half wolf.

Carol, who heard the movement, looked back and saw this terrifying scene, and the goats under his arms were so frightened that they fell to the grass.

Determined, with the torches on the ground, Carol carefully examined the half-human, half-wolf creature.

The other party has a huge wolf head, thick wolf hair grows on the body, and human traces can be faintly seen on the limbs, but the bone structure has undergone terrible mutations.

"Carol ......"

Carol was most surprised by the fact that the werewolf had called out his name.

Uprooting a small tree beside him and holding it in his hand as a makeshift weapon, Carol assumed a defensive posture and shouted nervously, "Who the hell are you? How do you know me?!"

The werewolf straightened his spine and looked at Carroll with a bit of banter and mockery in his eyes: "My name is Aldnan Corter, and like you, I'm a xenomorph volunteer. ”

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