[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

Chapter 120 Eden 08

When Clark finally got home from work, his expression looked like he had worked overtime for seven days and nights, more like a zombie who had just crawled out of the ground and was preparing to form a team to steal brains.

This made Ian couldn't help but look at him several times.

Clark: "...cough, have you eaten yet?"

Ian nodded.

Clark sat down beside him, rubbed his eyes, and said, "How was your day?"

Ian thought for a while and said, "Very good."

Clark: ...that's great!It turns out that this child has such low requirements for the quality of life!

He took a deep breath and said, "Well, Ian, I think, anyway, we should talk about what happened last night..."

Ian slightly shifted his gaze.

The meaning of his action is obviously that he doesn't want to go into details.

Clark talked about it for a long time, like an old mother, understanding and moving with reason; Ian sat on the sofa with a blank expression, his expression was empty and his mind was wandering.After this scene lasted for about 5 minutes, Clark gave up.

This child is very obedient most of the time, why is he so stubborn when it comes to this kind of time!

Just when Clark was about to drink some water to calm down, Ian finally moved. He looked up at Clark and said, "It's dangerous."

Clark: "What..."

"Don't get close." Ian said word by word, his face was still expressionless, but Clark felt that he was more serious than ever at the moment, "Don't meddle, Clark."

After that, no matter how much Clark asked again, Ian didn't say a word anymore.

This made Clark extremely frustrated.

……Danger?To be honest, for a Kryptonian living on Earth, the lower limit of the word is a bit too high.Clark can't think of anything that is dangerous to him, but needs Ian, a seemingly young child, to solve it.

The frustration was not good, and Clark let the negativity linger until midnight, unable to fall asleep until two o'clock.

Then in the silence of the night, he heard a very soft noise coming from Ian's room.

Clark:!

He bounced off the bed in no time!

There is movement!

This time, he won't fall asleep foolishly, only to find out when Ian comes back from his busy work!

Clark hurriedly got up lightly. As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he saw a black shadow flashing past the window.

Without saying a word, Clark flew out wearing black pajamas.At this moment, he was extremely grateful that he was wearing black clothes tonight, so that he could perfectly blend into the night without being noticed.

He floated in the air with bare feet and soundlessly, watching Ian transform into a shadow that could hardly be caught by the naked eye and speed over the metropolis.The speed of that shadow was extremely fast, beyond Clark's perception of Ian's strength. Perhaps this child's strength was stronger than he imagined.

...don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Clark followed.

……

Ian sprinted towards the location of another brood, and he felt Clark following him, which made his movements pause for a moment.

Are you going to stop him?

— and soon he made up his mind.

He has already noticed that Clark is obsessed with this matter. If he keeps stopping him from satisfying his strong curiosity, thirst for knowledge, or desire to protect, I am afraid this matter will never happen. Pause.

That being the case...

Ian's footsteps quickened, and the corner of his cloak passed by the evening wind and moonlight, and disappeared into the night.

Listening to the sound of the wind, Clark chased after him without hesitation.

……

Ian arrives at another cemetery on the outskirts of Metropolis.

The scientific name of the monster he wants to kill is Plague Grave. It is not so much the name of a certain monster, but rather the race name of a supernatural creature—a race of the old sun.

The two tombs met by Metropolis this time are relatively weak. As the nest of slugs, they can only produce parasites that control non-intelligent creatures, so they can only control animals to make trouble, and they can't do much to humans. damage and impact.

Of course, being able to wreak havoc is one thing, but seeing such a supernatural creature in person is quite another.

Ian gently landed on the edge of the cemetery. He stretched out his slightly pale hand hidden under the cloak, and grabbed it towards the void. A knife handle full of metal texture appeared in his palm.

He slowly drew out the bright knife, and the surrounding area of ​​the knife was scattered with star-like particles.

Clark watched all this not far away, and the extremely dangerous feeling on the knife made him frown slightly.

He could feel that the knife had a power beyond his comprehension of science and technology.The knife had a terrifying sense of sharpness, as if countless creatures had been killed by the knife, and that cold killing intent was definitely not something an ordinary knife could possess.

This made Clark's heart tremble, and he began to doubt whether his judgment of Ian was correct.

Then he saw Ian walking forward with a knife, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.

Clark: ...

No, you ran out aggressively at night, could it be just to dig a grave?

What is the grudge between the owner of this tomb and you? You still have to pick up his grave?

Just when he was wondering, his eyes focused on the grave bag behind the tombstone.

With just one glance, he was dumbfounded.

An unimaginable feeling of nausea was like hitting his forehead with a sap, as if someone suddenly grabbed his stomach, held it in his hands and kneaded it frantically, causing his internal organs to be dislocated.He felt as if his eyeballs were about to burst, and the severe pain made him almost lose consciousness. The cells in his body seemed to be cursed and fell into a weak state, which made him unable to maintain the flying state and fell straight down. fell to the ground.

"boom!"

Clark was thrown to the ground. He just wanted to stand up, but the violent impact and strong nausea made him unable to hold back, and he lay on the ground and retched.However, he vomited for a long time and couldn't vomit anything. He only felt that the surroundings were spinning, and the surrounding scenery began to distort crazily, making him unable to even tell the direction.

This feeling was even more uncomfortable than having his chest opened by green kryptonite, he even felt that he was about to lose his sober thoughts!

What did he just see?

Clark desperately recalled the grave bag he saw just now, but realized that he fell into an abnormal state after just a glance, so that he didn't even realize what he saw!

With the slow return of reason, his vision finally returned to normal.He got up from the ground, and saw Ian standing in front of him at a glance, the knife in his hand was spotless.

His gaze was hidden behind the black cloak, but Clark felt concern in it.

"Uh...Hi!" Clark greeted Ian with some embarrassment, "What a coincidence, you also come out to sleepwalk."

Ian:  …

There was movement behind him, and Ian turned his head vigilantly. Clark poked his head and wanted to see what happened behind Ian, but he took off his cloak without hesitation and threw it on him. on the head.

Clark only felt that his eyes went dark, and the whole world was isolated from Ian's black cloak.

He hurriedly took off his cloak and looked forward.

He was stunned by the sight in front of him.

In front of Ian's small back, a two-meter-high unknown monster that seemed to be a grave bag made of mud was wriggling.

The monster's body is very soft, and the mud is still dripping downwards, and its body is densely covered with small black holes. Translucent, half-finger-sized slugs are burrowing around in those small holes, Like a mobile lair of a slippery, disgusting parasitic slug.

The tomb of the plague rushed towards Ian, stretching its body as if trying to swallow him.In the small holes on its body, countless slugs were squeezed out due to its movements, and fell to the ground, and blood even spurted out from those small holes.

Clark pupil earthquake.

He wanted to stand up, but it was as if his soul had suddenly come out of his body, or as if he had been hit on the head with a stick suddenly and had a concussion, the eardrum was buzzing, and even his thinking had stagnated.

His sanity was declining at a frightening speed at this moment.

Ian raised his knife without hesitation to hold the tomb of the plague. His strength was not complete, so he was forced to take a step back by this huge force.

"Go!" he said.

His voice was not loud, but it reached Clark's ears so clearly, as if a bell to wake up his reason suddenly rang in his ears.Clark suddenly came back to his senses, he held his head in pain, and a raging red light burst out from his eyes.

In an instant, the red beam of heat sight illuminated the darkness of the cemetery, and two laser beams shot out quickly, passing over Ian and shooting directly at the monster!

The monster was immediately forced back by the sudden attack, two shallow burn marks appeared on its body, and countless charred slugs fell to the ground, sizzling.

Clark stumbled to his feet, grabbed Ian, and pulled him behind him.

Ian was slightly taken aback by his actions.

"I'll deal with this thing, you go first!" Clark said hurriedly.

Before the words fell, the enraged monster rushed up, the smell of blood and the stench of corpses filled the air, it was disgusting, not to mention the spiritual pollution brought about by its terrifying appearance.Without hesitation, Ian flashed in front of Clark, and the long knife in his hand turned into a light that could cut through the night, and struck the monster's body!

The tiny particles exploded in the air, and an extremely deep crack was split on the monster's body instantly.Clark clearly saw that the gap was full of wriggling flesh and slugs, and some disgusting things that he couldn't find the words to describe.

Clark felt even more sick. He almost vomited out the overnight meal, which once made him have a huge question about his digestive system.

Ian, however, seemed completely unaffected.

He jumped up in the air, held the knife in both hands, and cut the second knife at a speed that could hardly be caught by the naked eye!

His knife light weaves a gorgeous net in the night, blood splashes everywhere, accompanied by the sound of high temperature burning and the roar of monsters, forming a scene full of strange and violent aesthetics.

Clark was in a daze, not sure if it was because of the mental pollution caused by the scene in front of him, or because of the shock caused by Ian's fighting posture.

He soon discovered that because of the soft nature of the monster, Ian's knife was less effective at killing it.Clark stood up immediately, exhaling a mouthful of freezing breath, freezing the monster into a frozen nest of frozen earth.

Ian reacted very quickly. He immediately held the knife in both hands, his knees were slightly bent, and the knife was hanging on his waist, and he completed charging as quickly as possible.

In the next second, a brilliant light like a falling galaxy pierced the darkness and flowed quietly in the night sky.

"Crack."

The sound of the ice being cut and cracked sounded, and Ian resolutely retracted his knife after he stood firm. Behind him, another brood in the Plague Grave shattered and fell to the ground with a bang.

Afterwards, it turned into lumps of blood and mud, blended into the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

Ian didn't look back, he quietly walked in front of Clark, picked up the black cloak that was thrown on the ground, he raised his eyes, and the countless pupils in the eye sockets were instantly dispersed, returning to a human-like single Pupil eyes.

He silently looked at Clark who was still full of astonishment.

"It's over." He said calmly.