The surging bursts, the sparse sound of gunfire, the shouts, howlings, the panic and helpless cry for help...

It seemed as if all the sounds of despair and panic in the world resounded throughout Gria at this moment.

My uncle sat in the driver's seat and drove calmly to the predetermined destination, but it could still be seen how ugly his face was.

Alan's face was still bad. He had suppressed his anger for a long time before. When he saw his uncle and started killing in the demon wolf pack, he had already vented some of it, but he still had endless heart fire.

When he came, because he was worried about the safety of his uncle's family, in addition to the tragedy that was already close to him, he would not help but kill those monsters that brought chaos and death, as well as the abyss creatures that didn't know how to escape.

But at other times, even if he could hear the sound not far from his position, if he dared to go at full speed, it would only take more than ten seconds, and he would probably have to have one or even a few lives. He could only grit his teeth and pretend not to hear it.

A person may not be far away, and a monster does not take a few seconds, but once anything accumulates a huge base, it is not a matter of solving it later.

Therefore, even if Alan saw, heard, and felt someone suffering, and his keen five senses and smelled the rich bloody smell in the wind, he had begun to show a miraculous perception. He could not see the strong death breath not far away and even the strong sadness, anger and despair. He could only keep saying sorry in his heart of approval, while continuing to move towards the original direction as if he had not noticed it.

But now it is different. Now he has received his relatives and he has no such concerns anymore.

"Whatever you want to do, then go."

As if he had noticed Allen's thoughts, his uncle didn't say anything complicated, and his eyes were still staring at the front of the car and said something.

"good."

After Allen said that, he opened the door and jumped out of the speeding car.

Bang, Allen rolled a few times on the ground and wrote down the impact of jumping the car, and then began to move with the car as the radius of action.

To be honest, if it weren't for the roads in the city turning left and right, and not straight lines, Allen wouldn't dare do such a thing.

Because if that was the case, his uncle was driving a speed car now, once he got off the car, he could barely follow the car for a while. When he was exhausted, he would never catch up again.

However, the complex terrain streets of Gria City still provided great help to Allen.

He left the pistol for his aunt to defend himself, and because the pistol and dagger were objects that had been contracted by it with bloodline, he could still sense the existence of these two things within such a range.

This is also his confidence in getting out of the car. Otherwise, no matter how fast he solved these things, by the time he finished cutting them a few times, his uncle and the others would have no idea where they would go.

call.

The whistling wind passed by Alan's ears, and the originally gentle breeze was like the bloody city of Gria at this time, with a bit of murderous aura. The originally gentle breeze also blew on Alan's face like a blade.

Originally, when Allen started running, his clothes, especially his windbreaker, would make noises. Although he looked much more majestic and even very casual, Allen was still very distressed.

You should know that appearance and practicality must be chosen on the battlefield. Before, whether Alan jumped in the air or moved, his windbreaker danced like a flag, and he looked extremely handsome.

But this is not a good thing for Allen. He hopes that the windbreaker can be subtle and silent. In this way, at least no matter whether he lurks and assassinates, the probability of turning around and running away will be greater.

Although Allen had thought about this before, he did not expect that after he changed his clothes, this wish would be realized.

The executive department's windbreaker looks slim and is really good to use. It may be to hide its identity and also brings a hood.

Even though it can still be seen as a specialist in the Executive Department, it protects personal privacy.

Allen's eyes were cold, and he kept moving around the car driven by his uncle, and sweeping away all the dangers around him.

For those who are in horror and despair, Allen is an angel falling from the sky. Although this angel still has a hood and no wings, it does not prevent them from being grateful to Allen.

Under the night, there was a small yard full of cracks but still not collapsed.

The night, which had become deeper, silently devoured everything, and in the dark there seemed to be a man-cannibal monster.

The courtyard was silent, and even the usual chirping of birds and the rustling sounds in the courtyard disappeared. All the insects hidden in the soil ran out in the previous earthquake and left their original residence.

"Husband, we won't have any problems here." In a corner of the courtyard, a place covered with debris came from below.

"Don't worry, we were in the cellar, and I buried some debris on it and sprinkled some deworming medicine on it. There is no problem."

Hearing his wife beside him ask, a man with long gray eyes whispered confidently.

Squeak, squeak.

But at this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the courtyard, as if an uninvited guest had arrived at this courtyard that seemed to be empty.

"It's fine."

Hearing such a voice, the man lowered his body and pressed his wife's ear next to him and said.

Then the two of them also slowed down their breathing and began to comfort themselves constantly.

On the cellar, before the pile of debris, a huge spider, like a millstone, looked at the thing in front of him with some confusion.

Bang!

The thick turtle limbs were like giant axes, causing a sound of rushing. In just a few strokes, the debris on the surface that was used as decoration had been knocked away to the side.

The sound seemed to be ringing in my ears. Even though I had already prepared myself, the man and woman in the cellar were suddenly shocked.

Before they could think about how they were discovered, he began to comfort his already trembling wife.

"It's okay. Our door is made of iron. It's a long time to chop with an axe. The monsters outside cannot be opened."

He suppressed the fear in his heart and comforted the people around him because he knew that if he was also disorganized, there would be no way.

boom!

But before the words were finished, the thick iron gate began to make dull sounds, as if someone was constantly chopping the solid iron block.

Boom boom boom boom!

Even in the darkness of the man's gray eyes and the woman beside him could see the iron gate sank inwards. A huge straight line began to appear in the center of the originally flat iron gate, as if it was really chopped out by a giant axe.

Seeing this scene, the man and his woman hid in the corner of the cellar. This cellar was built by them to store vegetables. In the northern border of the empire, there were basically conditions to build such a cellar, but because of different customs and different sizes in different places.

But this cellar is only about 40 square meters, and even in the corner, you can see traces of the gate being hit hard again and again.

The wife beside her closed her eyes in fear, but the man still insisted on calming himself and continued to watch this scene without admitting his fate.

boom!

Finally, the iron door, which had been knocked at least ten times, completed its mission at this moment, and smashed from the entrance to the ground of the cellar with a whistling sound, causing a burst of dust to fill it.

The gray-eyed man ignored the flying dust and just widened his eyes and looked at the huge figure emerging in the dust.

The huge spider, the sharp limbs that flashed with cold light, and the bloody patterns covered with dark background on their bodies all show how difficult this monster is to get along with.

The gray-eyed man pulled out his arm that was tightly held by his wife. Facing his wife's begging gaze, he just shook his head firmly, then fucked the iron stick beside him and walked over.

Because the cellar is for storing vegetables and food, the door is built relatively small, and even people have to bend down to get in. The already huge spider is even more difficult.

But it can be seen that the monster did not give up and waved his limbs to expand the originally narrow door.

The gray-eyed man also discovered that the monster would not give up coming in, so he decided to take advantage of the other party's failure to fully come in. He naturally did not want to kill the other party, but he just hoped to give the other party some sense of crisis and let the other party retreat when he saw the difficulties.

You should know that although many creatures are overlords in nature, they still treat every predation with caution in order to avoid injury. Once injured, they will fall into a vicious cycle. The injury will lead to the inability to catch prey. Without prey wounds, the body will continue to weaken.

When I was a child, I heard the knowledge that the elderly at home said, and the gray-eyed man's eyes became sharper, revealing a sense of ruthlessness.

He quietly walked to the side of the door in the darkness, observing the movements of the demon spider, preparing to give the other party a bit of ruthlessness.

He slowly clasped the steel bar with both hands and slowly raised it to the highest point without any sound. The man adjusted his posture and probably found a position suitable for exerting force.

The next moment, his arms, which had already had blue veins due to force, suddenly waved.

when!

A crisp sound came at the junction of steel rods and crow limbs, as if it was a sound when a iron was smashed.

But the gray-eyed man's heart sank, and a clear pit appeared in the steel stick in his hand, but the other party's chitin limbs were not damaged at all.

Bang!

In the man's surprised eyes, the hideous and terrifying demon hunting spider suddenly fell to the ground, and a burst of dust flew, leaving no movement.

The man looked back and was stunned and looked at his hands and the iron stick in his hands in a daze.

"Hey, the people below are fine."

Just as the man was looking at him and wondering if he suddenly had some magical abilities, a question came from behind the huge spider on the cellar.

"It's okay, it's okay, are you from the Sheriff's Department?"

Hearing someone shouting, the man quickly put aside the possibility of his magical ability and responded with a little let go of his voice.

"Well, yes, you guys stay inside first, it's not safe outside."

"We have few people, and we may not protect you if you come out."

Looking back, the man opened his mouth, but closed it again.

"It's okay, there is already a demon spider dead here. As long as you don't commit suicide, there will be no problem."

Above the cellar, Allen said a few simple words and turned around and left the courtyard.

If I don’t leave, my uncle and his car will be about to drive far away.

I don’t know if this family is lucky or bad, but before the disaster comes, I noticed something wrong and hid it, just wait for rescue.

According to common sense, these arrangements are basically fine, but who knows that what comes is not an ordinary monster, but a demon-hunting spider.

Demon hunting spiders look for prey not by traces of smell, but by the breath that overflows the soul.

So, they had a lot of calculations but still didn't expect this and was unlucky to "win the prize".

But Alan did not lie to them. A demon-hunting spider died here, and basically no monsters who were blindly blind would come here again.
Chapter completed!