Chapter 2: Praise of the Demon.

He is so stubborn, Lanny could only give him a white eye. Allen then brought his mother to the door and pointed to the sky, saying, "Mom, what are those?"

Lanny glanced outside and saw fire everywhere in the town, "Is it dangerous? Are they...?"

Watching the child take the bread from her hands with an almost devout expression, then carefully tearing off small pieces and putting them into his mouth, even licking the oil stains on his fingers clean. Lanny suddenly felt a pang of sadness. If it weren't for her so-called persistence, would this child have a better life now?

Oh my, you're injured. Come in quickly, let me take care of you.

Maize, on the surface, is like a legendary creature, just like dragons. As far as Lanny knows, only the enclosed agricultural base on the floating island can cultivate this completely pollution-free rice and wheat.

An urgent knocking sound rang out like a sudden rainstorm. The frequency of the knocking seemed to be able to knock down the thin iron door.

The vitality of the world is constantly recovering.

However, today, Allen felt a sudden and inexplicable nervousness.

He fumbled for the sheath of the dagger, which was the best gift he had ever received. Eren had long wanted the small knife that Uzbe had on his waist, and Uzbe said he would give it to him when he turned ten. But now, he had received an even better treasure. Eren vowed that he had never seen such a beautiful dagger in town. The sheath glowed softly under the light, as did the demon gem that refracted light.

A slight chill was transmitted through the fingers, followed by a slight pain, but it was a small cut made by the blade on the fingertip.

Later, Allen equated his father and being beaten.

Mother's voice suddenly sounded, startling little Allen. The boy quickly jumped down, and Lanny angrily picked him up and rushed into the house: "Didn't Mom say that staying in the snow will make you sick!"

So sharp!

The next day, the boy had already forgotten about what happened last night.

Generated by love, bred by hatred!

If I had to describe it, I could only use a sentence I just learned: This is simply too cool!

After the heartache comes a strong anger. If it weren't for that man, today wouldn't be like this. Thinking of this, Lanny tightly clenched her slender fist.

The boy did not know that the tiny bloodstain left on the blade suddenly began to move on its own and continuously seeped into the blade. As a result, the dagger in the scabbard was restored to its former state, except that the demon gem on the handle quietly flashed a faint rainbow light in the dimness of the bedding.

It must be said that the world is often repetitive and monotonous. Just like life in a small town, it is almost day after day, year after year.

Lanny untied the bag and took out a plain round bread. It contains no special ingredients and is considered a food that the nobles on the Babylon Floating Island would disdain. However, on the ground, it is an extremely precious food because it is free from radiation and carries a hint of wheat fragrance.

She took out a dagger from her bosom, and the dagger was sheathed in a black leather scabbard. Lanny gently pulled out the dagger, which had a single edge and a circle of golden pattern on the back of the blade. Its design was simple, with only a red gemstone decorated at the end of the handle. The gemstone was carved into the shape of a demon's head, so this dagger had a very fitting name.

On this evening, when Allen was sleeping in a daze, he felt a cool sensation on his forehead. It was as if someone was touching his forehead with cold fingers. He tried to open his eyes and saw a blurry figure in the dimly lit room. Allen murmured in his sleep, "Mom?"

Dangerous species have not invaded the town before, but in the past, the battles would end quickly and the sound would be far outside the town. However, tonight, the explosions and gunfire seem to have spread to the town and are advancing towards the center!

No, no. I'm talking about the things in the snow. They have many colors and even glow!

Lanny almost bumped into the room, she quickly climbed onto the bed and closed the small window next to Alan's bed.

He laughed and said nothing, turned around and left the room. The figure rushing towards the town without hesitation!

Three days have passed since the first snowfall.

Three weeks later, the town welcomed its first winter snow. The silver-white snowflakes fell slowly from the sky, as if a gift from heaven to the earth. They covered the ugliness, concealed the sins, and decorated the world with a pure white.

He took two things from his body again: "This is a pistol, you know how to use it, right? And this is a hand grenade. Pull out the safety pin, throw it out, and blow up anything that is not well-intentioned towards you, okay?"

Uzbek can catch it by hand," the cowboy shook his head and said, "No time. Listen, Lanny, I want you to take Alan and leave."

Demon's Praise !

At the age of five, children are still unable to understand this emotion called hatred. Many years later, Alan realized that it was not just hatred, but also contained a profound love that was suffocating.

Dong dong dong--.

Allen touched his forehead, curiously looked at his mother, and then looked at the sky outside. The fluorescent lights were still on, and it seemed that neither Kalani nor the residents passing by on the street noticed anything unusual about today's winter snow.

As night fell, this feeling became even stronger. It was so intense that Allen couldn't fall asleep, his heart pounding, and his adrenal glands secreting more than double the usual amount of hormones. As a result, Allen's pupils involuntarily dilated slightly as he looked out the window. In those bright red eyes, tonight's moon was particularly round and large. He could even see the magnificent mountains on the moon. Just as the boy was gazing at the moon, a sudden explosion sound came closer and closer!

The person "Hmm"ed and remained silent. The slightly cold fingers danced lightly on the boy's face and body, with rhythmic movements that hypnotized Allen, causing him to fall asleep again.

No, Lani. This time it's not a dangerous species, it's a predatory tribe! Uz urgently said, "Now the men in town are blocked at the entrance of the town, but we can't hold on for long. You should take this opportunity to leave. Leave here and go to Gaul City or somewhere else."

That is not a dangerous species! In the boy's heart, there was a cold voice saying so.

Lanny jumped off the bed, patted Alan's head and said. She turned and slipped out of the room, opened the door, and outside was Uz. Uz was covered in blood, and it was unclear whether it was his own or something else. Lanny only saw a long and deep wound on his face, almost exposing the bone!

Something is awakening.

Allen's small face was a little red from the cold. He exhaled a breath of hot air and said, "See, I'm perfectly fine."

Allen was not only not afraid, but rather happy. He quickly put away the dagger and sucked the blood from his fingertips with his mouth, letting the rusty taste dissolve in his mouth. Then he crawled into the blanket and let out a few low laughs. Soon, he fell asleep.

Just as the words fell, there were several more explosions outside, and the sound waves seemed much larger than the previous ones.

Snow.

But tonight, Lanny was acting strange. When she recalled the moment when she handed herself the dagger, her usually gentle mother suddenly twisted her expression and said loudly, "Allen, this knife was given to me by your father. Now I give it to you. In the future, use this dagger to stab your damn father's chest hard! Can you do it?"

The pattern of light flashes and disappears.

Stay here, my dear.

What's wrong, mom?

Unable to resist, Allen pulled out the dagger. The silver-white blade, with its dark golden pattern, made the little child's breath catch. Allen could even see his own face, filled with surprise and excitement, reflected on the smooth blade. He licked his lips and gently ran his small hand over the dagger.

With the falling snowflakes, there were some unusual glows drifting between the heaven and earth. Red, green, blue, and purple, colorful lights scattered among the snowflakes. This was the most beautiful sight Alan had ever seen. He eagerly brought out a high chair from the house, climbed up, and tried to reach out to grab those glows.

Father, for Allen, is a strange term. From birth until now, he only knows his mother and has no information about his father, not even a bit. Lanny never mentions it, except for one time last year when some kids in town were fighting with Allen and called him a child without a father. When Allen came back and asked Lanny, she didn't give him an answer, only a few slaps on his buttocks.

That is the Source Force, the energy of the universe's origin. Humans who can see the Source Force with their naked eyes are one in a million!

Allen! Oh my god, what are you doing here!

The fluorescence seems to have spirituality. Despite Allen's little hand grabbing in the air, not a single one fell into the hands of the little boy. The boy was not discouraged, but instead, a bright smile appeared on his face. Finally, a firefly fell into Allen's hand. It was icy cold and immediately burrowed into the boy's hand. So Allen saw on his palm, a faint light passing over his hand, forming a pattern like a circuit.

Allen instinctively nodded, but he didn't know why his mother had that expression.

However, everything cannot go back.

Lanny flicked his forehead with her finger: "Don't talk nonsense, there's no such thing as something shining."

A boy cheered, and there is nothing more satisfying than mealtime.

At this moment, Allen still didn't know what he had seen.

Lanny shuddered all over her body, then gritted her teeth and said, "I know."

A small room.

Mother hugged her child tightly and forced a smile, saying, "I don't know, maybe a dangerous species has entered the town. It's okay, Uz and his team will handle it."

A bed made of several wooden planks, and a patched but relatively clean blanket is all that makes up the room. Getting off the bed, you are right at the doorway. It's more like a cabin than a room.

The boy was startled and stood up from the bed in confusion. Then, there were rough gunshots and a man's angry shouting outside the window, interspersed with one or two screams that could not be distinguished whether they were from a woman or a child.

Allen sat on the bed, leaning against the corner. The orange light from the ceiling lamp shone on the boy's face. He held a dagger in his hand, which he had just learned from Lanny was called "Devil's Praise". He also thought about his father.

He placed them in Lanny's hands, and Uz suddenly laughed, his smile as radiant as it was when they first met five years ago. On this night of blood and fire, it was like a shower of sunlight: "I love you, Lanny."

After finishing breakfast, Allen came to the outside of the house. The ground outside the house was already covered with a thin layer of snow, covering the black and yellow road, leaving behind a dazzling silver path. Allen looked up and noticed that this winter seemed to be somewhat different.