Edge of the Apocalypse

In the history of the Federation, there had been several rounds of encirclement and suppression of the predators, causing heavy casualties among the predators. However, some of the survivors still fled to desert, mountainous areas and even all the uninhabited places, and thus survived tenaciously. Every few years, there was always news that the predators had attacked a small border town. When the surface garrison arrived, the murderer was often nowhere to be found.

Just like the day they attacked the Gobi Town where Alan and his son were, those devils had plundered enough resources and townsfolk, and they had traveled thousands of kilometers long ago. By the time the army arrived, there was no way to track them down.

The most abhorrent thing about the predators was that they ate humans. After plundering ordinary humans, they would treat them as poultry. In the end, these people naturally became the delicacies on their dining tables. Even though the number of predators was decreasing every year, the Federation had always been resolute in dealing with the attacks of these devils. In a way, predators are even more troublesome than high-risk species.

After walking out of Dean Andrew's office, Alan remained silent. Regardless of whether or not the predators were part of the group that attacked Gobi Town, Allen had already decided to kill them with all his might.

Some hatred is unforgettable, it goes deep into the bone marrow, imprinted in your soul.

Just like the black and white scene, the light flowing on the silver ring always burned Alan's eyes.

Back at the castle, Alan entered the gravity chamber again. But this time, he only took two hours to get out, and the gravity chamber records clearly indicated that Allen had adjusted the gravity to five times the limit he could reach. Two hours of extreme training was enough to last a day, so he spent the whole afternoon in his bedroom bed to soothe his muscles and nerves.

By Monday, Alan was fully armed. Silent Guardian, Straight Saber Dark Destruction, and Devil's Praise were all equipped on his body. He, who wasn't even good at guns, even received two modified Wootz submachine guns and ammunition from his family's warehouse.

When they arrived at Dawn Blade, a small military airship had already stopped on the lawn in front of the academy. Allen and the other three students entered the cabin door, and the magic flying ship sent them directly to the military port of Ares. On apron 5 in Port Ares, students from the small airship saw Windsor Belo and a Raptor frigate behind her.

The Raptor frigate was a medium-sized magic ship used on the planet. It looked like a movable turret. The pedestal of an airship can be closed and fixed to the ground when docked, and the cannon-like hull of the airship can be tilted forward. The Raptor frigate was not as fast as the Foal Eagle, but it was equipped with dual explosive cannons, oscillating missiles, ion beam guns, and other weapons platforms.

More importantly, when the Raptor frigate docked and was fixed on the ground, there was also the Yang Electronic Cannon, a large killing weapon. As a result, it was not as fast as the Kite Eagle Flying Ship in terms of speed, but it was far ahead in terms of firepower.

Windsor Belo was dressed in a military uniform, showing off her valiant and heroic bearing. The white military uniform on his shoulders danced in the wind like a silver cloak. The same colored military hat was buttoned diagonally, and the golden wolf emblem reflected the sunlight on the hat, dazzling the eyes of the youths. The Raptor frigate's engines were on standby, making a deep rumble, forcing Windsor Belo to raise her voice and say, "Follow me, let's go!"

The youths hurriedly boarded the frigate and fastened their seat belts in the cabin. The ship's hull shook slightly, and the scenery on both sides of the portholes began to sink, but the flying ship had already started. Windsor Belo stood there as if nothing had happened. She took a tablet from her assistant and scratched the screen with her hand. "Dean Andrew has probably told you the goal of this test. That's right, it's a small town called Culling in the seventh district." The town was now occupied by predators, and according to intelligence, the predators seemed to be planning to turn the town into their own nest. "This is very rare. Generally speaking, those disgusting fellows prefer to hide in caves or deserts. It's rare for them to swagger around and seize the town like this …"

Windsor Belo explained to the teenagers the purpose of their trip, including the location, size, and number of predators of the town. Eventually, the details of the number of troops, weapons and equipment each student was equipped with were given. The youths listened attentively, and Windsor Belo walked behind them as she spoke.

Just as Alan was remembering the female marshal's words, Webb and the others, who were sitting beside him, suddenly fainted with their heads tilted. Before Alan knew what was going on, his mind trembled and his consciousness slid into the darkness.

What was going on? Before Alan fainted, this sentence echoed in his little head.

It was as if only a few minutes had passed in the darkness, and another century seemed to have passed. Time was meaningless at this moment. When Alan began to regain consciousness, he was shocked to find himself being dragged on the ground by the two of them. It was still dark in front of him, but instead of losing his sight, his eyes were covered by something. He wanted to shout, but he also found that there was tape wrapped around his mouth, and he could not say a word.

His entire body was still soft, and his Origin Energy was slowly waking up as if it had been asleep for a century. However, he still needed some time before he could move freely. Obviously, the other party was not prepared to give him a chance to recover his Origin Energy. Alan heard the sound of metal rubbing against each other, as if a door had opened. After that, he was thrown into the air and fell to the ground. The ground was icy cold, and the air with all kinds of peculiar smells entered his nose desperately.

After a while, his numb hands and feet regained consciousness. With a slight movement of his body, he knew that he was not bound by anything, so Alan sat up from the ground. Then he reached out and touched the top of his head. There was a helmet covering his face. He took off his helmet, and a vast expanse of light shone in front of his eyes. It was already 10 seconds before Alan could see the helmet and mask on his hand. No wonder he couldn't see anything inside.

Alan tore the tape off his mouth and stood up with his hands and feet moving. He looked at himself first. The Silent Guardian that he was wearing had already been taken off and replaced with a black and white striped prison robe. There was even some blood on the collar of the prison robe, and the smell of the prison robe was a little sour. Apart from the silent protection, the Dark Destruction of the Straight Saber and the compliment of the Dagger Demon were nowhere to be found. It seemed that they had been confiscated.

The situation was a hundred times worse than he had imagined.

Looking at the cell he was in, he could tell that it was about five to six square meters. A bed, a convenient toilet bowl, and a thin blanket were everything in the cell. The metal door controlled by the electronic system was tightly closed, leaving only a small window to see the outside world. Alan reached out and knocked on the wall and the door, giving off a dull echo. It could be seen that the materials used in the cells were all metal armor that was over ten centimeters thick. This made it completely unnecessary for prisoners without sharp weapons to think about escaping from prison.

However, it was a huge question as to why he had suddenly come to this place from the Raptor frigate. At that time, there was Windsor Belo on the ship, so it was almost impossible for the enemy to attack. Then the remaining explanation was that Windsor Belo had personally taken action.

Although Windsor Belo was a top-notch warrior in the Federation, Ellen did not think that Marshal Greed would dare to openly kidnap a few of his family's disciples. If it wasn't for the kidnapping, then the only possibility was that the exam topic had changed. Or perhaps, Windsor Belo's initial question was not an actual combat exam, but something else.

This topic was definitely related to the current environment.

Alan cleared his head, but he wasn't so anxious. At this moment, he heard a scream: "Let me out, where is this place? Is there anyone, quickly tell me what is going on."

That was Nelly's voice. The young girl cried out in fear, but no one answered. "Prison? Why am I in prison?" Pitts' voice sounded.

"Stop shouting." Webb's voice sounded from the cubicle, "This may be the marshal's exam. Calm down, all of you."

Apparently, Ellen wasn't the only one who thought of this possibility

Webb shouted, "Ellen, are you here too?"

Ellen walked to the door and said, "I'm here too. Is everyone alright?"

"It's fine, but the weapons and equipment were confiscated." Webb smiled bitterly.

At this moment, footsteps sounded from outside the cell, and a guard with a face full of flesh walked over. He knocked on everyone's cell door with his baton and let out a series of deafening sounds. Then he shouted, "What are you howling about, you scum and bitches? Stay in the confinement cell. If anyone dares to act recklessly, I will let him taste the electric chair!"

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? Quickly let me out, or I'll make you look good!" Pitts roared impulsively.

However, what he got in return was a series of ear-splitting knocks from the prison guards.

Webb walked to the door and said, "Sir, can you tell us what is going on? I think there must be some misunderstanding. We are Marshal Windsor Belo's students and are about to go to the surface for an actual combat exam. If this is what Marshal arranged for us, please tell us the question."

"If you're a student of Marshal Windsor Belo, then President Morbit is my father," the guard sneered as he cupped his baton over his police hat. Unfortunately, my father is a butcher, so you are the little bastards who looted the town of Rodos and were captured by the Seventh District Garrison. Wait for the judge to find you guilty, and then choose between injecting drugs or hanging to end your filthy life, you pitiful bastards! "

Hearing the warden's words was not a joke, even Webb couldn't keep his temper. '"No, that's impossible. We're residents of Babylon, and each of our families is enough to scare you. We can't be criminals, there must be something wrong with this. I want to see Marshal Windsor Bellow, or call your Warden!" He cried out, stretching out his hand out of the small window on the door.

"Shut up!" The guard hit Wei Wan's finger with his baton, causing Wei Wan to retract his hand in pain. The guard knocked heavily on everyone's cell door and shouted, "For your own good, don't give me any trouble. Be obedient and wait for the verdict to come down!"

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