Chapter 108: Son of the Blood Moon
Looking at the six ice giants kneeling on one knee, Alan was very excited, but when he thought about it, he was a little worried. Could it be that he will take these six big guys with him wherever he goes in the future, isn't that a bit too ostentatious?
As soon as he thought of this, the heart of ice suddenly surged, and Eren clearly felt the connection between his body and the six ice giants. He watched as the six ice giants melted little by little, and then the ice water melted by the six ice giants began to condense together, and quickly shrank in size, and in less than a few seconds, it solidified into a brilliant ice ring.
Alan hurriedly stepped forward and took the ring in the palm of his hand. The ring does not have any carving, the smooth and clean surface reveals the unique luster of ice, and the whole ring is translucent, which is very good. Alan tried it and put it on the index finger of his left hand, just the right size.
"What a windfall!" Alan was happy in his heart, the fatigue of the battle just now was swept away, and after absorbing the blood of the huge creature, Eren not only condensed the heart of ice, but also replenished the prototype virus that he had passed, and Eren really felt refreshed at the moment. Then he was ready to find a way out after a short rest, he couldn't stay underground all the time, and Alan was more worried about the torch, this guy was completely inactive when he was thrown out by himself, and if he was unlucky enough to bump into a mutated creature, it would really be a moment of silence......
Just as Alan was looking for the entrance, he suddenly felt the top of the entire ice cave vibrate, Alan was stunned, and then the infected vision began to work, this time Alan actually saw through the ice directly, and his eyes fell on the two men.
"Are you sure it's here?" One of the men had a rather young voice.
"Dear Lord Vargel, this is the success I have been tracking down for three months. For three months, I had figured out the mutant creature's routine, and I had waited until it was at its weakest, when its strength was evenly distributed among each of its larvae during the farrowing period, and its combat power had dropped dramatically, and the only remaining strength was to go out to forage for food. When it's
When the larvae mature, they eat away at their mothers and then fight each other, with only one surviving. That's what you've been looking for among the mutant creatures - the Tyrannosaurus Snow Hawk! ”
"Interesting, if it's really the Tyrannosaurus Snow Eagle, I'll keep my promise, and you can get paid enough."
Allen's heart sank, and then the whole person fell into darkness, covering up the breath of his whole body, and then spread his limbs to put his back against the roof of the cave, waiting quietly.
Ten minutes later, the top of the cavern protruded, and then a light shot in, and two tall figures fell to the ground.
The man at the head has silver hair, the silky hair is scattered over his shoulders, the tall body is about two meters long, the high nose bridge and thin lips reveal a fierceness, and a pair of azure eyes exude a little cold light. In the midst of this ice and snow, he was wearing a single coat, leather pants underneath, and a pair of pitch-black leather boots on his feet. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, his sharp gaze sweeping around.
Behind him, a middle-aged man stood, with short brown hair and a vest and shirt, looking quite refined. He carried a shotgun in his hand, the rough body of which was covered in scars, and a crescent-shaped battle axe hanging from the very top of the barrel, with uncoagulated blood stains on it.
The silver-haired man frowned, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and then said in disgust, "I smell the undead, these disgusting and lowly fellows. Hunter, I think we should be a step late! ”
The silver-haired man, Vargel, looked at the juvenile corpses on the ground, and the deep pits that had been smashed out, and his face was already clouded.
The middle-aged man known as Hunter's face changed, sweat spilled from his forehead in this cold weather, he barely managed to squeeze out a smile, and a pair of eyes swept around, trying to find a clue. Unfortunately, he could not find anything useful other than the corpses all over the ground.
Vargel's face became more and more ugly, and he patiently walked between the young corpses, and the clean leather boots seemed to fall lightly on the ground, but the moment they landed, they shattered all the corpses around them. He walked all the way to the pile of black ash, and his sharp gaze fell on it.
"This is ......" Vargel's eyebrows raised, he squatted down, stretched out his slender right hand and twisted a cluster of black ash, put it next to his nose and sniffed it, "It's interesting, it can absorb and decompose mutated creatures so thoroughly, this undead guy doesn't seem to be weak." ”
"Lord Vargel, what are we going to do now?" Hunter lowered his head, not even daring to look at the other party.
Vargel smiled slightly, his right hand had already grabbed Hunter's neck, and then picked him up: "You ask me what to do?" This is an important time for my clan, and I came here alone to get materials that are useful to me, and now you ask me what to do? ”
Vargel had an angry look on his face: "It's simple, die!" ”
In Hunter's frightened gaze, Vargel's right hand suddenly exerted force, and he directly crushed Hunter's neck, and then took off the other party's head. The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood staining all sides.
"Rubbish!"
Vargel crushed Hunter's skull and slammed it to the ground. He took a deep breath, but suddenly raised his head, a pair of azure eyes staring closely at the place where Eren was hiding.
Allen, who saw it at this glance, was shocked and almost exposed his body directly. But the next moment, Alan felt Vargel's gaze look away, and he didn't find any trace of him.
"I know you're here!" Vargel's voice was loud and thunderous and instantly reverberated throughout the cavern, "Although I don't know what you used to hide yourself. However, I want you to know that today you robbed me of the resources that matter most to me, and then you will have to bear the wrath of the Blood Moon Peak. I, Vargel, son of the Bloodmoon Peak, have remembered your breath, and the next time we meet, it will be your time of death. ”
As soon as the words fell, Vargel suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, a terrible roar like ten thousand sharp blades piercing into the walls of the cave, and the next moment Alan secretly screamed badly, and a terrifying crack appeared on the wall, and then a large amount of ice began to fall off.
Alan had no choice but to fall from the wall, but as soon as his feet hit the ground, he felt a strong wind blowing in his face.
At some point, Vargel had already arrived in front of him, and the other party's azure eyes became brighter and brighter: "Finally caught you!" ”