Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 125: Blade Day (Merry Christmas)

Anna was sure that this person was chasing after Alan, which was the continuation of the last Black Street assassination. In the several battle sites she had discovered, regardless of whether it was traces left behind by the blazing flames, those were knife marks scattered on the rocks of the tree trunks. They all pointed out that it was Alan who was fighting against this killer.

After Allen was attacked in Black Street last time, Anna and butler Helsing discovered the financial problems of one of the family's companies on the surface. Using this as a breakthrough point, the final beneficiaries of the deal had gradually emerged. All clues pointed to the inside of the family, and Hyderick's account had multiple records of funds entering and leaving.

Notwithstanding the clarity and legitimacy of the objects of expenditure and income for each fund. However, Anna had a hunch that the attack on Alan was probably related to Hyderick. Even if he hadn't personally done it, it still had something to do with him. Anna didn't dare to act on her own, so she had to report the situation to Horn. Horn's final decision was to continue to observe and obtain substantial evidence as soon as possible.

Without solid evidence, Horn would not even have the qualifications to hold Hyderick accountable based on those rough clues. Of course, he could use his father's identity as a bystander. Anna knew that it was the last thing Horn wanted to see. Even if there was evidence, Horn would still be very difficult to deal with. After all, Hyderick was his son, and Alan was just a grandson.

If Horn didn't handle it properly, there would be a danger of the clan splitting up. This was definitely not something any clan leader would like to see. If Horn hadn't loved her and wanted to take Ellen's life, he would have crossed Horn's bottom line. Otherwise, even if it was Hyderick's problem in the end, it would only turn into a small matter and nothing would happen in the end.

Anna sighed softly. She remembered that when she had followed Horn on his expedition to the Outer Realm, this Bescot Patriarch had acted decisively and did not hesitate in the slightest. Now that he had to be cautious in dealing with the family's internal affairs, it could be seen how much effort Horn had put into running the family over the years.

As Horn's secret warrior and best friend, Anna understood her master's feelings. If Allen had been absorbed into the family and had wanted to nurture this grandson, it was more or less to compensate her daughter Lanny. Now, Allen's talent in learning, Origin Energy, and Magic Cube ranking made Horn look at him differently.

Not to mention that Allen now had the chance to become Windsor Belo's personal student, all of this pointed to Allen's astonishing talent. Horn was really raising Ellen as the heir of the family. What Ellen lacked was just a legitimate identity. If the other party wanted to destroy Alan, it would destroy the future hopes of the clan and be selfish to the public. This was something Horn could not tolerate.

That was why he was so angry, and the clue pointed to his fourth son. Anna still wanted to investigate, so she clearly wouldn't stop.

At this moment, whether the mastermind was Hyderick or someone else. At the very least, their plan went bankrupt this time. The killer is dead, Alan is alive. Anna photographed Blood Hand's face and sent it back to Babylon in encrypted e-mail. She had her own intelligence sources, so she could confirm her identity through her bloody hands and follow this clue.

After sending the email, Anna circled around and found the ground that Alan had set on fire to stop Diego and the others from chasing after him. Then, she chased after the traces left behind by Alan. The autumn hunt was not over yet. Anna had to ensure his safety. One had to know that the Grant family's young master did not have a good impression of Alan. Anna did not want Beth Cord and the Grant family to form an irreconcilable hatred.

After tracking for more than an hour, Anna broke the clue and shook her head helplessly. Young Master Sun was much smarter than he had imagined. Just being able to conceal his whereabouts in front of his eyes was no longer something an ordinary clan disciple could compare to. Even Anna couldn't find traces of Alan, so it was even harder to replace him with someone else. For the time being, Allen was safe.

Anna could only think of another way to find Alan.

Alan opened his eyes as the forest of whispers was bathed in the morning light. He was in a tree hole, next to him was his backpack of supplies, and tools like hemostatic tape and scissors were scattered on the ground. After dumping Diego and the others last night, he went back to the place where he hid his backpack. Thinking about it, he must have left something behind before to let Blood Hand find his backpack and prepare a trap for him to step in.

Fortunately, Alan discovered something was amiss. Otherwise, if he entered the tree hole, he would only discover Blood Hand. In such a narrow space, he would definitely not be able to dodge the attacks of Blood Hands. At that time, even if he wasn't killed on the spot, he would still be caught up to and killed by Blood Hands because of his serious injuries.

This was a different situation.

Alan couldn't help but laugh when he remembered that Blood Hand had been intercepted by an expert from Diego's side. It could be imagined that even if Blood Hand didn't die this time, he wouldn't be able to find him for a short period of time. With Diego's temperament, it would be weird if he didn't get any interest from Blood Hand.

Alan returned to the cave in the early hours of the morning. Fortunately, the backpack was not thrown away by Blood Hand. Apart from food, the important thing in the backpack was some first-aid medicine. For example, the bone-deep wound on Allen's hand would inevitably be infected if he didn't stitch it up. If not properly handled, it is more likely to affect future development.

He used sterilized needles and thread to sew up the longer wound, sprayed hemostatic spray, and bandaged it. It was basically fine. However, he wasn't in a hurry to leave. The experience of competing with Blood Hand was a very valuable experience. This was the first time he had encountered an opponent with overwhelming strength. In a short day or night, Allen was constantly on the verge of death, which caused him tremendous excitement.

All he needed to do now was digest these experiences. Alan continued to hide in the tree hole as he trained in Origin Energy while recalling every scene of fighting with Blood Hand. It wasn't until 1 p.m. that he came out of the tree hole. There were two worlds outside the cave. Looking at the sunshine outside, the cold wind blowing from the direction of the Snow Revolving Cloud Mountain made him feel even more refreshed.

After a long rest, his Origin Energy body recovered and improved. Especially the experience of fighting with Blood Hand, which had become a part of his life experience, had ignited Alan's fighting spirit. Alan stabbed the straight knife under his feet and drew it with his left hand. He closed his eyes and used his bloody hand as an imaginary enemy, recalling the scene of his attack, while Allen used his left hand to wield a saber to counterattack.

At the beginning, the straight blade spraying room was still very difficult. Gradually, however, Allen's saber power began to unfold. The straight blade let out an intimidating howl as it danced in the sunlight. In the end, Allen stopped thinking about Blood Hand and concentrated on wielding his saber. The straight saber was like an extension of his arm, sprinkling with satisfaction. Origin Energy surged in his body, and the saber Qi around Allen's body surged, causing the grass to fly and the leaves to churn up and down.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Divine light flashed in his eyes and his wrist flickered. The straight blade drew a perfect arc in the air. This was a standard crescent moon slash. Dark destruction reflected the afternoon sun, leaving behind a clear moon wheel in the air. Suddenly, the moon wheel trembled and shattered, turning into hundreds of tiny pieces of light that shot out, splitting the fallen leaves and withered branches into tiny pieces.

Alan let out a soft howl as he raised the knife in his hand, and another fragmentary ball of light exploded in his embrace, just like the fireworks under the curtain of midsummer night!

With a clanking sound, the saber went into its sheath. Alan happily flipped backwards and fell to the ground. He had finally perfectly integrated the ability to shake into his saber skill, unlike when he was attacked in Black Street. He simply stacked the vibrations onto the Flaming Moon Slash, forming an explosive flame that pushed the opponent away. Now that he had digested the experience of battling Blood Hands, his comprehension of saber techniques and abilities had risen by a whole level. Thus, the Crescent Moon Slash had transformed into a Moon Shattering Slash. When the superimposed abilities burned, it would be another scene.

The battle system was being perfected bit by bit.

Ellen lay on the grass, looking as if the sky had been washed clean. Regardless of whether it was the real world or the world of skill and power, the two worlds inside and outside were practically endless. And the exploration of the world, every achievement, people are touched. Alan did not know where his destination would be. He did not think about it and did not mind, because the process of exploring the world was an incomparably moving experience.

Everyone's experiences were different, so everyone's life itself was an epic!

Is there anything more exciting than writing your own epic?

Ellen lay down for five minutes before turning over and sitting up. Then, he packed his things and headed east, heading towards the depths of the Whispering Forest at full speed. Two days later, Alan had already arrived at the depths of the hunting area. This place was less than a hundred kilometers away from the Snow Revolving Cloud Mountain. At this point, the trees gradually thinned out, and the distance between the trees was much greater than in the southern part of the forest. The ground was no longer covered with fallen leaves, but with a thin layer of snowflakes.

The temperature here was about five or six degrees lower than the south, and the difference in temperature was even greater at night. It was already dusk when Alan arrived in the area. The sun set on the western side of the forest, leaving behind a large amount of multicolored light that dyed the clouds red. In a moment, it was dark. Ellen chose a leeward spot to wash the snow off the ground and set up a dry branch to make a fire.

Deep in hunting area E, according to Leon, this area was the territory of the Ice and Snow Tyrant Bear. The Tyrant Bear was already a Tier 6 dangerous species and had a high affinity with ice and snow elemental origin energy. In winter, it was the most powerful season for the Tyrant Bear. As for autumn, because it needed to store fat for the winter, it was the most aggressive time for the Tyrant Bear.

Moreover, the name of this dangerous species contained the word tyrant, which meant that its temperament had nothing to do with warmth. The Tyrant Bear lived at the junction of the Whispering Forest and the Snow Revolving Cloud Mountain. Even with its vast territory, there were only about a thousand Tyrant Bears living here. Often, a tyrant bear's territory was measured in kilometers, so whether Alan could hit one depended on luck.

After traveling for two days, he didn't see Blood Hand chasing after him. He thought that the killer was likely to be unlucky. Alan was even more relieved. He had already made up his mind. Have a good rest tonight and try your luck in the morning. If a Tyrant Bear is still hunted by tomorrow evening, he will have to turn back. Otherwise, it would take a lot of effort to return to Babylon.

This morning, I went to kindergarten with my baby to find out that it was Christmas. I was dumbfounded to see me here. I can't do anything, I didn't get a gift% > _

The year 2014 is coming to an end, and in a few days 2015 will be. New year, new challenges, I wish you and yourself a smooth sailing next year!

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