Chapter 2 The boy has a pair of bloody gloves
The capital of the Bolton dynasty was named after the "Apocalypse", which was named after Amos the Great "Lord of Revelation". The gates of the Apocalypse City are known as the tallest buildings in the world, and according to Amos the Great, "the gates of my Apocalypse will be the highest place in the world, a fortress that will never fall", and even the Tower of Eternity, where the Pope of the Holy See of Seamos lives in the city, is ten centimeters shorter than the gates.
This is a tribute to Amos the Great. Even in today's situation where divine power is greater than royal power, the Pope, who is hidden at the top of the Tower of Eternity, has never challenged Amos the Great's casual remarks. This is the strength, even after thousands of years, the remnants of Amos the Great are still there.
Indeed, Amos the Great's words seem to have magical power, Apocalypse City has changed from the original wooden gate pulled by human chains to the current steel giant gate that relies on the joint action of alchemy matrix and high-energy fuel steam machinery, and the city gate has changed for many generations, and has undergone tens of thousands of large and small repairs, but it has never been captured. Apocalypse City has experienced three barbarian sieges, seven rebel attacks, and countless beast tides, but it has never been broken through. The gate of the Apocalypse is the belief of the people of the Bolton Dynasty.
Autumn in Apocalypse City is no different from other places, except that there are more autumn scenes to see, the most famous of which is Red Maple Avenue. The Apocalypse Gate sits west and faces east, and when you enter from the gate, you will find an extremely wide avenue that can accommodate five mechanical heavy guns side by side. Maple trees are planted on both sides of the avenue, which follows the avenue from the east to the west of the city.
Red Maple Boulevard is famous not only because of the maple trees that separate the upper town to the north and the lower town to the south.
In late autumn, most of the maple leaves turn bright red, and with the chilling autumn wind flying in the air, like a broken blood butterfly in the wilderness, bursting out of the last splendor of life.
A red leaf floated out of the Red Maple Avenue and drifted south, past broken windowsills, through sewage-ridden alleys, past the corpse-digging boats on Lake Taylor, and finally landed at the door of a tavern in the southwest corner of Apocalypse City.
The southwest corner of Apocalypse City is not necessarily the dirtiest place in the lower city, but it must be the most chaotic place. The Bolton Dynasty had many legal details, but the most basic was the supremacy of the law of the jungle, which was reflected in the southwest corner of the lower city, even more than the law. There are many down-and-out aristocrats waiting for a chance to get ahead, and countless thugs and killers hide in the shadows of the streets like rats, looking for their goals, ready to trade their disability or head for the next month's drink. Of course, no one thought they would die here.
It can be seen how difficult it is to open a tavern here for three years.
None of this is a big deal for the old bear. With half-squinted eyes, he sat behind the counter, playing with the two gold coins in his hand. Two cups of gold coins are a lot of money in the lower city, and in some cases they can be exchanged for a human life. Old Bear never had the concept of keeping his wealth out of sight, just as he never worried that his tavern would close. The former depends on personal ability, and the latter is determined by the power of the boss behind him. And the big boss of the boss of the boss of the old bear is probably one of the most powerful people in the city of the apocalypse, although the big boss definitely didn't know that he had such a subordinate.
The light at the door suddenly dimmed and turned on again, and the old bear looked up and saw three men dressed in black coats walking in.
The figures of the three of them were obscured by the big gauge, but they could be seen to be not tall, or a little shorter than normal adults. As soon as the three of them entered the door, there was a faint dryness in the tavern, and the drunkards who secretly peeked at the two were shocked, and quickly drank a few large sips of wine, and turned around and didn't dare to look again.
The old bear raised his head, and his big muscular hands slammed the gold coins into the wooden counter.
"David, if you scare my guests away, I'm going to kill you. β
"It's been a long time since you've seen you, okay?" said the first of the three to walk into the tavern with his hood lifted to reveal a neutral face, dark eyeshadow and bright lipstick, but his deep voice and silver-gray head indicated his gender.
"I'm not old," said Old Bear, visibly impatient at the sight of Davix, "this time Wolf's old immortal is willing to send you out? β
Davix propped his hands on the counter, and his smile was a little charming: "You remember that I have only been here twice, it seems that I am really impressive." As for this outfit......"
"If I don't cover it, I'm afraid I won't be able to get here, after all, your road here is not easy. The last person stepped forward, pulled out the two gold coins that had been pressed into the counter, and put them in his pocket.
The old bear's brows furrowed, the green tendons on his big hands throbbed slightly, and his muscles bulged. Suddenly, the hand that had just taken the gold coin was placed on the counter again, and at some point, there was a pair of black leather gloves on the hand. The glove is made of the skin of a coyote in the wasteland, which has excellent toughness, and a thin layer sticks to the hand like another layer of skin, which does not affect the touch, and can play a good defensive role after adding thin alloy wire. Most peculiarly, the tips of the ten fingers of the glove were painted crimson, like the color of blood. The fingertips have a five-millimeter-long blade that looks very sharp, but because it is also painted red, it does not reflect light at all.
Lao Xiong's hand relaxed, and he scolded with a smile: "Austin, you wolf cub didn't say hello when you came, and I was scared that Lao Tzu was in a cold sweat." β
The old bear still has a tone of teaching the younger generations, but there is a faint fear in his expression.
However, Austin didn't mean to respect him: "First, I was just saying hello, and second, I don't know who my old son is, but if I knew, I would definitely stab him twice and ask him why he abandoned me back then." β
Lao Xiong didn't care, but put his arms around Austin's shoulders affectionately and said, "You kid is getting bigger and smaller, but I like it." I've got that letter of introduction for you, old Wolf, right? Go to the back and know how to go. β
Austin still grimaced, and when the old bear let go of his shoulders, he led Davix and Gwenny towards a small inconspicuous door by the counter.
Watching Austin disappear behind the door, the old bear snorted and said hatefully: "If it weren't for your usefulness, Lao Tzu would have torn you up." β
"Your idea is dangerous. A voice seemed to sound close to the old bear's ear, "Don't hold a grudge against him, he is indeed much weaker than you, but you brainless waste may not be able to kill him." After allβhe's the youngest Blood Glove in the city......"
"Yes, boss. The arrogance of the old bear suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his head and did not dare to raise it, but the sweat gushed out at once, and the dripping sweat soon accumulated to fill the two small pits pressed out of the gold coins on the counter just now.
I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour, maybe just ten seconds, and the voice came to the old bear's ear again: "Forget it, you have a fourth-order fighting derivative ability to charge heavy attacks, which is also a bit useful, go prepare your own business, don't go wrong." β
The voice disappeared, but the old bear never dared to raise his head, as if he was sending something away.
That's it here, life is not valuable, you can only live if you prove that you are worthy.