Edge of the Apocalypse

Five in the morning.

"Hurry up, Lucy!"

In a forest near the western edge of Yellowstone Park, Alan slipped off a tall tree and pulled Lucy, who was napping against a tree trunk. Lucy opened her loose eyes and yawned, "Why are we running before dawn … I want to sleep."

"At this time, people are on the lowest alert. Whether they can escape from Yellowstone Park depends on this moment. Stop dawdling!" Looking at Lucy's lazy appearance, Alan pulled her forward in a bad mood.

At the end of the forest, Alan could already see a line of electric power lines standing at the edge!

Just as they were running out of the woods, a few beams of light suddenly fell onto the ground and concentrated on Allen and the others. Allen's expression changed. "Not good, I've been discovered. This way!"

He pulled Lucy out of the lamp-post's illumination, but two more pillars of light descended upon them, still illuminating them. At this moment, Alan heard the roar of the engines of the magical flying ship. He raised his head and a crescent-shaped flying ship spat out blue flames from the engines as it descended.

"Damn it, it's the Fate!" Of course Allen recognized it. It was the flying ship that had taken them to Yellowstone Park to participate in the stage of death.

Beside Destiny, there were three small ships. Two of them were Foal Eagle frigates. The front of the frigates was narrow and the back was wide. This type of magical energy flying ship had average firepower, but it was faster than the others. When they appear, wanting to escape becomes a joke. The other ship had a unique appearance. Its hull was completely silver white, and there were golden lines on its surface that flowed with energy. When he saw it, he could only describe it as gorgeous. This was a far cry from the pragmatic military style of the Federation.

When all the airships landed on the ground, Alan pulled Lucy behind him, pulled the Berserker off his back and bowed slightly, "Don't be afraid, I won't let them hurt you!"

The Fate's lift deck, on which Alstair and a few fully armed Union soldiers stood, fell to the ground under the beam of light.

When Alstair saw Alan, he had a strange expression on his face. '"Congratulations, Mr. Allen, for winning the death arena!" He said with a signature smile.

"What?" Alan thought he heard wrong.

"I don't think there's a need to repeat it. Given the fact that the final contestant, Lucy, has also died, as the only survivor of the Death Stage Tournament, you are naturally the winner without any suspense, aren't you?" Said Alstair with great grace.

Alan looked at Lucy behind him. "Are they all blind?"

Lucy shrugged innocently.

"Alright, Mr. Allen, put down your weapon and come with us. You still have some time before dawn to prepare for the warm celebration of the people." Alstair beckoned to Alan.

Ellen wasn't an idiot, so Kuang Tu didn't put it away. "What the hell is going on? I won't let Lucy out of sight, if you …" he said in a low voice.

"What a stubborn child." Alstair shook his head and snapped his fingers.

A metal ball flew in front of Ellen and began to play the newly refreshed list of the dead. Inside, Alan saw not only Ann but also Lucy. But Lucy was standing right behind him, and Alstair spread out his hands and said, "You see the list now synchronized with the information base stations on all the public platforms in Babylon, that is to say, all of Babylon knows that you are the winner of the death arena." At the same time, he also knew that the hall … no, the news that the young lady had died. As for why we are dealing with this matter, based on your authority, I am unable to tell you the truth. "Just think of it as a miracle blessed by God. Anyway, you don't want to see this young lady get hurt, do you?"

"Trust me, this is the best outcome!" Alstair emphasized, then waved his head, "Come, come with me."

"Yes, but Lucy must leave with me."

"You're such a cautious little thing. Don't worry, we won't do anything to this young lady, because her men are here to pick her up." Alstair looked at the silver-white flying ship.

Only then did Alan notice that the door of the silver flying ship opened and a light track connected to the ground slid down. A fierce old man walked down from inside. He looked no different from a human old man, but Alan noticed that the old man's ears were much longer than a human's.

Lucy gave Ellen a gentle hug from behind and whispered, "It's all right, Ellen. That's my teacher, Metallon. You go with them first. I'll find you, and then I'll solve all your questions."

She let go of Alan and took a few steps towards the silver flying ship before stopping. Lucy turned around and blinked, "We're friends, so can you trust me?"

Alan put away the Berserker and nodded to Lucy.

Alan watched Lucy board the airship before boarding the deck of the Destiny. Alstair patted him on the shoulder and snapped his fingers. The beam of light lifted the deck up and finally merged with the hull.

Allen returned to the training building with a bunch of questions. When he got off the airship, Alan looked around and sighed in his heart. That day, 22 people set off, but now he was the only one who returned. Apart from Lucy, there were twenty teenagers in Yellowstone Park who stayed there forever.

At this moment, the training building was also very deserted. Even though the lights were brightly lit, there were pitifully few people in the building welcoming them. However, the moment Alan came down, the empty world was immediately filled with Tonislaw's voice.

"Baby Alan!" Tonislaw almost screamed as he ran over. He was still wearing gorgeous and exaggerated clothes today, with eyeliner on one face and lip gloss on the other. The high heels made the ground creak and ran to Ellen's side to hug him.

Immediately, an unknown brand of perfume immediately burrowed into Allen's nostrils.

"I knew you would come back. You're really my lucky boy!" It had to be said that Tonislaw had that strange charm. There was clearly only one person, but it created a warm atmosphere, making Alan completely unable to feel the loneliness of his heart.

When he saw that Tonislaw's lip-glossed mouth was about to imprint itself on his face, Alan had already reached out his hand to grasp Berserk's handle, and he felt as if he was going to slash the human demon into pieces again.

"Second Lieutenant!" Alstair saved the demon's life in time, and the minister coughed dryly, "Bring Mr. Allen back. Don't forget, you only have three hours to prepare."

"I almost forgot about it. Come on, baby, we don't have much time." Tonislaw shrieked.

He reached out and grabbed Alan, and the second lieutenant dragged him to the elevator. They returned to their room on the 13th floor. When they entered the hall, Alan was shocked. The hall was already filled with people. Looking down, they were all Tonislaw's assistants, including Ethan, whom they had met on the pilot ship the other day. Today, however, Tonislaw called almost all of his men over, including a lot of hot and sexy girls.

When they saw Allen, their eyes shone as if they were going to swallow the little Allen alive.

Kuang Tu took it down for Tonislaw at some unknown time. The second lieutenant pushed him in the direction of the girls and shouted, "Quick, you guys help Alan clean his body. I want him to be clean when he comes out. There shouldn't be a trace of blood!"

"Ethan! Ethan!" The lieutenant screamed again, "Prepare Allen's gown, damn it, if I see any wrinkles, watch your butt!"

Allen had already been pulled and dragged into the room by a few girls. During this time, there was no lack of hands. Allen's eyes saw that the world was filled with towering jade peaks. He squeezed out a head and shouted at Tonislaw, "Second Lieutenant, do you know Lucy …"

Hearing "Lucy", Tonislaw gestured and the girls stopped. The lieutenant walked over and patted Ellen's cheek. "Listen, baby. I know you and Lucy are good friends, and I'm very sorry about her death. But rules are rules, and no one can break them. So you might as well forget about that experience. There's a brighter world waiting for you in the future."

Without giving Ellen any room for doubt, Tonislaw slapped one of the girls on the butt and shouted, "Hurry up, girls, get moving. Make sure you clean up Ellen's baby!"

Alan was silent. Since even Tonislaw did not know the truth about the death arena, Lucy's identity had to be kept strictly confidential.

Who exactly is she?

In the end, Alan was dragged into the bathroom and stripped clean by four or five hot girls. The entire bathing process was no less intense than a battle. However, this battle had nothing to do with life and death. Instead, it was about defending one's own physical sovereignty. After the chaotic bath ended, Allen only remembered a few images of blood spurting out from his mouth related to words like plump and wet clothes.

After experiencing a shocking soul journey, the little boy pushed the girls in front of Tonislaw with a face full of frustration. By this time, the second lieutenant was ready to replace Alan's clothes. Very quickly, Allen changed into this dress that clearly had the style of a military uniform. When he pushed Tonislaw in front of the mirror, a handsome youth appeared in the mirror.

In the mirror, the short silver hair stood upright, adding a bit of masculinity to Ellen's handsome silhouette. From the vertical collar design of military uniforms to the waist design of narrowing the waist line, as well as the pair of dark black military boots decorated with golden patterns. All of them emphasized Allen's decisive killing intent. Especially when he had just left the death arena, the killing intent in his eyes still hadn't faded away. This made this intent unique and obvious.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Ellen had to admit that Tonislaw was indeed outstanding in the field of image design. Not only did the second lieutenant know how to embody his temperament, but more importantly, he knew how to cater to the tastes of the people of Babylon. From the moment they first arrived at the floating island to the moment they appeared as the winner, just the change in the way they dressed proved this point.

Tonislaw stood behind Alan, his hands gently on his shoulders. "See? Darling, I said you were going to be a superstar. Now, you've done it. In two hours, you're going to be the idol of Babylon. They're going to cheer for you, and they're going to go crazy for you!"