Darkness is Coming

   Thousands of cracks, demons dancing wildly.

   At this moment, Quentin, who never believed in God, also began to pray.

  I don’t ask God that the old man can send an angel to save him, but he just asks me to become an awakened person.

Although it is unlikely that an Awakened person will make a **** path alone in this magical capital, Quentin believes that before he sees these cracks, the monitoring network composed of sentries, drones and reconnaissance satellites has already detected the enemy's situation. It was transmitted to the command center, and perhaps even the appearance of jumping out of the window naked was captured in a clear picture.

But this is a real battlefield, not a war movie shot by Hollywood in the United States. No commander would risk heavy losses to send a search and rescue team to rescue someone who didn't listen to orders, took the initiative to leave the team, and then fell into a deep trap. A soldier in a siege, unless he has more value than a search and rescue team.

Including the cost and time cost of transporting helicopters and training, a fully equipped and trained search and rescue team may be worth more than 30 million US dollars. Quentin's bad life is not worth 30 million US dollars, unless he becomes an Awakened. .

  However, God couldn't hear Quentin's prayers, because countless people around the world were praying, not only God and the old man were too busy, but the gods and Buddhas in the sky were too busy.

Quentin, who has spent most of his life pursuing excitement, did not expect that he would also encounter unbearable stimulation. He felt remorse in his heart. He knew that he would die, but he was still unwilling to give up. The strong desire to survive and adrenaline made him panic and fight. In the calm interweaving, he tried to control the direction of his whereabouts, and finally successfully landed on the street corner without hurting his feet.

  Quentin hurriedly opened the weapon box, took out a famous Desert Eagle and a bunch of keys, and ran towards the car parked not far away.

Almost no cars could be found in the entire urban area of ​​Shanghai. All the cars that could be driven were driven away during the evacuation. Those vehicles that were parked in the underground parking lot and in the garage without being used for many years were also temporarily requisitioned and parked in the hotel. The SUV not far away was driven by Quentin himself, and now this car is his only hope of survival.

When he ran ten meters away from the car, a shadow suddenly shrouded his head, and Quentin suddenly stopped the momentum. Because the braking was too fast, the friction between the skin and the ground scraped a layer of blood on the soles of his feet, but the soles of his feet The pain is far less than the pain of the heart tightening.

Quentin saw a long bar fall onto the roof of the SUV. It was a tentacle thicker than an elephant's leg, and it was shaped like an octopus tentacle, but instead of a sucker, the tentacles were full of sharp teeth. The "big mouth" that keeps opening and closing.

   Tentacles wrap around the upper body of the SUV like a python, and then roll up the 2-ton car with ease!

Looking further up, the owner of the tentacles is a "giant octopus" attached to the back wall of the building. Eight of the ten tentacles are wrapped around the wall of the building, three of which are deeply embedded in the wall, and the remaining pair is the most. Long tentacles, one wrapped around the car, and the other slowly probed towards Quentin.

  Quentin turned around at the fastest speed in his life and ran wildly, but the tentacles behind him really meandered on the ground like a python, and the speed was extremely fast.

   How long is that thing! Quentin wailed in his heart. He wanted to scold, but he didn't dare to speak out, because speaking would affect his breathing and reduce the speed of his escape.

One by one **** footprints were covered on the road. The tentacles may have smelled the fishy smell, and they moved faster. They caught up with Quentin in a blink of an eye, and then bounced off the ground like a python catching prey, stabbing Quentin's upper body. .

Hearing the sound of the air breaking behind him, Quentin thought to himself, this time is dead, he resigned and turned a somersault forward, and at the same time unplugged the pull ring of the grenade in his hand, which was the only grip he held when he turned and ran away. weapon in hand.

   turned this somersault forward. Although he was able to escape a blow, he would definitely die next time. God knows what kind of tragic death would be in the hands of a monster, so Quentin decided to decide his own way of death. At least, with the power of this grenade, I won't die too slowly, and maybe it can cause a little damage to this monster.

   But Quentin still couldn't get his wish. He clearly clenched the grenade with all his five fingers, but the grenade suddenly flew out of his hand, and flew straight towards the **** head of the octopus monster like a living creature.

   Then, when the explosion sounded, the torrent of metal that fell from the sky covered the body of the octopus monster layer by layer, and then quickly solidified into a solid state, "binding" the octopus monster to the wall, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape the bondage.

   This is paranormal!

   This is super power!

  Quentin turned his head blankly, and at some point behind him was a young man in a white robe with fluttering clothes standing on a long sword, resembling the sword fairy in Chinese legend.

   “mercibeaucoup! (Thank you so much!)”

Quentin knew that this white-robed boy was one of the most powerful Awakeners today. When he saw his cold face, Quentin couldn't help but be grateful. I didn't expect that the Hunter Guild would invite such a powerful Awakener for a thorn like him who disobeyed the command!

   "Get on the plane!" The white-robed boy raised his hand, and a stream of liquid metal wrapped Quentin and sent him to the Jingwei gunship hovering above the building.

   Before the monster with the ability to fly appeared, the Jingwei quickly turned around and left, and flew directly to the station of the Yuanjiu Association.

During the flight, Quentin wanted to talk to someone, but the others in the cabin ignored him and just threw him a set of clothes. The clothes were warm and light yellow. The only decoration was a shoulder-width piece of clothing. Zebra stripes.

Judging from the French fashion taste, this dress looks like a flat poop, but Quentin knew that he was not qualified to pick and choose, so he put on his clothes without saying a word, sat in his seat and looked out the window. .

"They ignored me, maybe they didn't speak French or English. If only they could have come earlier, maybe Chloe wouldn't have to die." Quentin thought, "Oh, no, the rift. They came not long after they appeared, it was fast enough, poor Crowley, I can only say that she was too amateur, she didn't even give a warning before she died, or she was unlucky... Fortunately, my Better luck."

   Not long after, the Jingwei arrived at the temporary base of the Hunters Guild in the Far Rescue Association.

   Before he got out of the cabin, Quentin saw a large circle of people surrounded by Wuyangyang. Almost all the mercenaries who came to Shanghai gathered here, and the "corpse hunters" with yellow skin and black eyes were also among them.

  Quentin thought in a trance that he was really living in the movie, so many people were waiting for his return at the base, which gave Quentin an illusion, as if he was the protagonist in a Hollywood movie, a hero returning from the battlefield.

When hundreds of eyes converged on him, Quentin was moved by this sincere and selfless friendship. As a lone wolf, he felt a sense of belonging to an organization for the first time, such as the Hunters Guild, and also Is there any reason not to be attached?

  Huaxia people, how great!

  Quentin raised his hand and was about to give a victory cheer when a man with a ponytail walked up to him and raised his hand to put the muzzle of the gun on his temple.