Vol 2 Chapter 122: Prophecy Land (8)

The moment Ethan lifted the injection and planned to press it on his arm, Adrian, who had been quiet, suddenly roared like a furious lion, and rushed forward. His eruption had no warning, his strength was terrifying, and it happened at the moment when everyone's attention was on Ethan. A soldier holding a chain took off his hand unsuspectingly, while the other soldier was turned over.
Adrian threw down Senator Aguda, biting at the seam between the protective clothing and the helmet on the Senator's neck, and it suddenly opened. The congressman who had been calm and calm uttered a harsh scream, and in any case could not get rid of the man like a mad dog. All this happened so quickly that the tentacles behind Ethan pierced the throats of five soldiers who were trying to shoot Adrian.
But at the same time, several snipers in the distance also fired.
Adrian's body trembled violently, hit several bullets, collapsed and was turned aside by the councillor, and black blood spread from under his body. Ethan felt as if he had been hit, yelled in fear and rushed forward, blocking a few bullets for Adrian with his body. When the shooting finally stopped, Ethan dared to move slightly, turned aside, and shook Adrian's shoulder gently.
The congressman shuddered like a frightened little girl and crawled to the side, clutching the crack in the protective suit and then crawling up and running away. And Ethan has no time to pay attention to her.
The father lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether it was alive or dead. Ethan didn’t know that his hands were trembling. He picked up his father, carefully placed his head on his lap, and gently stroked his father’s cheek with a pitying motion, his mouth trembling like a hand. The voice called, "Wake up... Don't die... Don't die... Wake up!"
He did not dare to look at the many bullets on his father's body, but his father's blood was spreading on his legs and infiltrating his clothes. His tears fell on Adrian's already swollen face, pulling out black marks. Like a miracle, Adrian slowly opened his eyes, and there was still a trace of human familiarity in the depths of the dull and dull gaze. He looked at the child he raised with black tears on his face. Even if he knew how terrible he had done, he still cried like he did when he was a child.
His tongue was swollen and awkward, and it was already difficult to speak clearly. The erosive cold eroded his skin, as if to freeze him into ice. He raised his hand, grabbed Ethan's hand and touched it, and said, "Escape..."
This is the last word he said in his life.
After that, he took a few quick breaths, frowned as if in pain, grabbed a few times with hand cramps, then he sighed long and stopped breathing.
Ethan noticed that something in his pupils had frozen. His body seemed to suddenly lose support and collapsed. He clung to Ethan's hand and dropped. Ethan couldn't believe that this was the reality for a moment, his father Adrian Eldridge was dead. Obviously, the memory of his father taking him to the aquarium on his tenth birthday is still so vivid, but in a blink of an eye, his father's body began to decompose and deform before he died and was lying in his arms.
Ethan hugged Adrian's body tightly, swaying his body back and forth slightly, letting out a depressed and confused cry. He didn't have time to ask anything, there were so many things that he didn't tell his father clearly, he didn't have time to apologize, he didn't have time to ask where his mother was buried.
He didn't even have a chance to call the person in his arms again.
However, in just a few seconds, he even lost his last relative in this world.
He raised his head and let out a mournful cry. The black tears stained his face, making him look terrible and pathetic.
But at this moment, an injection emitting a pale blue light came out from the opposite house and pierced Ethan's neck. A burning pain quickly spread to his whole body, Ethan had to let go of his father and hurriedly pulled out the injection from his neck. Lying in his palm was something similar to an anesthesia needle, except that it contained a light blue solution of the Order God's Egg.
In the pain that quickly burned all over his body, he hissed angrily, and then fell to the ground unwillingly. After about ten minutes, a group of special forces soldiers approached cautiously, holding a blue-colored net similar to the previous one. The leader of the team reported to the person at the end of the headset, "He seems to have passed out."
"Very well, give him enough injections immediately and bring him back."
When a special soldier approached Ethan with a thicker injection in his hand and planned to inject him, he suddenly shot a thorny tentacles from the back of Ethan, who should have passed out, and instantly penetrated it. The soldier's face came out from the back of his head, and his brain blossomed like blood in the air.
Suddenly, the soldiers retreated in horror, while firing at Ethan. I saw Ethan slowly stood up from the ground, his face was covered with black lines, and his slender pupils stared at them with some crazy anger. Behind him, many terrifying tentacles, like thorns and pythons, waved. He slowly raised a finger, and the black curved claw-like nail pointed at them, "Who just shot the gun?"
No one spoke, obviously the captain planned to cover other soldiers to escape, and shot him continuously. Those bullets went into his body, sending out a stream of black blood. The blood stream dyed his clothes completely black and gathered together under his feet, but he approached the soldiers step by step as if he could not feel anything.
"I said, who shot my father just now!" Ethan couldn't hear much anger in his voice, but he didn't know why even a powerful Alpha like the commando captain had a chill from the bottom of his heart.
The tall and brave man shot him with a huge heavy laser gun while shouting angrily, "Go to hell! You disgusting monster!"
Ethan rolled him up high with his tentacles and cut his lazy waist in half in midair. Then his tentacles quickly and accurately grabbed the fleeing special forces one by one. Some were directly swallowed by the huge mouth at the end of the tentacles, some had their heads screwed off, and some were pierced from bottom to top. Now, blood and screams are scattered all over the sky.
He actually hurts very much. The order force and entropy force in his body are fighting fiercely. He feels that he is on fire from the inside out, and the more he uses the black power in his body, the more pain he gets. But anger and sadness made him ignore everything. He needs blood. He wants these people to regret everything they did to his father and everything they did to him.
He wants these to be buried with his father.
The hatred filled him with a layer of black smoke, which seemed to be some substance emanating from his body. All the flowers and plants he stepped on quickly rotted away, and the land he walked on was no longer able to grow plants, and the bricks and stones he touched were broken into dust and sand, and steel turned into rust.
Within a few minutes, a dozen special soldiers in a team were almost slaughtered by him.
When his tentacles curled up the neck of the last Beta special soldier who seemed to be less than twenty years old, he heard the poor big boy finally crying "Mom", but his mind suddenly tightened. He thought of his mother's rotten face and the way his once beautiful mother played the violin in the sun. The pain he had been neglected suddenly rolled over. He let go of his tentacles, leaving the soldier limp to the ground in fright, even peeing his pants. And he himself knelt on the ground, the world in front of him was spinning, a sense of exhaustion and depression gradually covered his eyes.
Although he didn't want to admit defeat, he didn't want to be knocked down by that terrible pain. But after all, he was hurt too badly. The solution of the God Order God's Egg made him unable to heal quickly, and the black blood dripped into a long line behind him.
He lost consciousness.

He woke up, the sun was shining outside the window, and the snow-white curtains danced in the faint golden beam of light, warming on the eyelids. The air is filled with the comfortable smell of fishy or kelp, and the sound of waves washing up on the beach is like background music permeating the ears forever. He stretched lazily on the bed, sat up, touched the glasses from the bedside table, and everything in front of him became clear.
A clean and warm bedroom with a large double bed and soft white bedding. There are unfinished books and a cup of black tea on the bedside table, and a rattan laundry basket with dirty clothes next to the closet. The pillow behind him was soft and familiar, and the bed sheet beside him had slight wrinkles and human body temperature. There were two pale golden hair strands remaining on the pillow.
He leaned down gently, sniffing the smell of the pillow. The faint smell of sandalwood made him feel comfortable and want to sigh. A heart-filling warmth and throbbing spread throughout his body, making him smile unconsciously.
Suddenly, a white cat with black spots jumped onto the bed, meowed twice, stepped on his lap a few times as if looking for a comfortable place, and finally lay down gracefully and lazily. Started to lick his paws to wash his face. Ethan looked at the white cat with some surprise, as if he had never seen it before. He muttered its head tentatively, while it grunted familiarly, and narrowed its eyes under Ethan's touch.
Outside the window, the beautiful blue sea was slowly shaking at the end of the golden beach, the blue sky was like washing, seagulls flying in groups. It was a dreamlike and beautiful scene, but for him he was accustomed to it. After all, this was his everyday life.
He suddenly felt a little lost because he had just had a long, evil and terrible dream. He hopes to hug the person sleeping next to him and find some comfort.
But at this moment, a person walked in through the open bedroom door. He was wearing comfortable white nightgown and pajama pants, showing a strong and snow-white chest, holding a dinner plate in his hand, with freshly baked slices of bread, ham, cheese and fried eggs, and two cups of hot coffee. Vague smoke came out, filling his delicate face like a porcelain doll. His blond hair seemed to have just been washed, and his hair was still wet, sticking to his forehead. His gray eyes were slightly bent, and his smile was bright and simple.
"Slacker, are you finally willing to get up?"
Ethan looked at Tanithel greedily, as if he hadn't seen him in a long, long time. But they live together every day, don't they? They came to Armonia a long time ago and bought this cabin. He worked as a secretary for a spaceship manufacturing company, and Tanithel worked as a teacher of interstellar anthropology at the university. They adopted this little tabby cat a year ago, and they are discussing whether to adopt another puppy in the past two days.
Tanithel turned to the other side of the bed and sat down, carefully placing the dinner plate on the quilt. Seeing Ethan still looking at him, he couldn't help but smiled dozingly, stretched out his hand and gently lifted Ethan's chin, and gave him a quick kiss on his lips, "What's the matter, I am fascinated by me again? "
Ethan pretended to be angry and slapped his hand away, rolled his eyes, "I just dreamed that you were dead."
Tanithel laughed, "I heard that there is a saying that dreams are a way to satisfy the unfulfilled desires in reality. Wouldn't you hope that I would die so that I could be a rich widow?"
"First of all, you are not very rich as a teacher." Ethan shook his finger at him in a reasonable gesture, "Secondly, I didn't plan to be a widow."
"Oh? Is there anyone besides me who can satisfy your bed hobby that wants to be abused?"
Ethan picked up the pillow behind him and smashed it over, and Tanithel was beaten and laughed so hard that he couldn't stand it. The two nearly turned over the dinner plate. Tanithel grabbed his wrist, pressed him to the bed, and stared at him in a very enchanting way. He said in a voice, "Early in the morning, do you want to eat or be eaten by me? ?"
"Why don't you eat you for me?" Ethan also curled his mouth without backing down.
The atmosphere between the two people gradually became ambiguous and sticky, but at this moment, I heard Xiaobao—the sound of their cat harp licking their mouths. As soon as they turned their heads, they saw that Xiaobao was already very angry. Take the initiative to eat the ham.
Tanithel yelled in annoyance and yelled "Ta Xiaobao! You silence me!"
Little Treasure showed the ears of the airplane, and shot out of the bed like an arrow, and ran out of the bedroom.
"I blame you for being foolish, look." Ethan sadly picked up the ham that Xiaobao had bitten. Tanithel approached nonchalantly, and took a bite with Ethan's hand. "What's the matter? You usually hug and kiss him, don't you still dislike him?"
"...Are you jealous of it?" Ethan asked with a smile, and looked back at the alarm clock on the table. "Oh, it's already so late! My parents are here at two o'clock in the afternoon, and I have to go to the supermarket later. The oil and laundry detergent are all used up."
"Should I drive you?"
"You don't need to change the student's paper?"
"I changed for a whole day yesterday, and I almost didn't get angry. You want me to change now, won't you really want to murder my husband?" Tanithel said that he was wronged. The posture, her mouth narrowed and she looked like weeping.
Ethan smiled and shook his head, took a sip of coffee. The bitter aroma flows down the throat and into the stomach. He turned his head and looked at Tanisel who was spreading jam on the slices of bread, and suddenly wanted to cry for some reason.
And he actually cried.
Tanithel turned to see him, his eyes a little strange.
"My dear, there seems to be something...strange thing coming out of your eyes?"
Ethan somehow raised his hand and wiped his tears. When he put it in front of his eyes, he suddenly froze.
The tears are black.
"Is this your wish?" Suddenly, a terrifying voice that didn't belong to anyone fell from the sky, and everything around him froze.
The wind stopped blowing, the curtains stopped moving, the sound of waves disappeared, and the coffee no longer smoked.
Tanisel was gone.
Ethan could not move, like falling into an ice cave. He released his hand and the coffee cup fell on the bed, but no coffee came out.
He hugged his head in his hands and shook his head in an evasive manner, "Impossible...impossible...I don't want to go back...I don't want to go back..."
"I don't want to go back!"
He woke up with these words.
Around him, there was a group of people. A candle is dyed in their hands, and the logo of the Benevolent Church is worn on their chests.
Right in front of him, Chen Zeng wore a black robe with a gentle smile on his face as always.
"Welcome back."
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Suddenly found out that my family's suffering seems to be a broken family? _(:з」∠)_