What's in the dark?

There is the darkness that smears the world like ink, and there is Charlie who is about to move in the darkness.

Among the vital signs already detected, Charlie abandoned the territory occupied by another part of the Shadow Claw, she is just lurking, waiting for the next wave of unknowing prey to enter this new world.

It is most suitable for newcomers to hunt from the first day to the third day. Generally, newcomers at this time are ignorant and ignorant. Even if they have a little bit of survival skills, they are not proficient. Just make some mistakes.

This world has only welcomed two newcomers recently, but it doesn't matter, even if there are only two, they are still prey, as long as she is before the man on the throne...

Charlie didn't pay much attention to it at the time, glanced at the man in the black hood (cosplay? That looks complicated and heavy equipment won't let them live for three days), and called a huge umbral lurking in the darkness I followed them, but what I didn't expect was that the one wearing the hood directly blocked the one wearing the blindfold, and threw a few small shots with a movement too fast to see clearly, killing her umbral in twos and threes.

Charlie was caught off guard and a little dazed.

She was puzzled, why did this person see the umbral after only one day?

Generally speaking, the shadow of this special form of umbral can only be seen and attacked when a person sees or hears the things he fears, and is tortured enough by those things.

She watched them all the way, lurking in the shadows along the way, and she couldn't imagine anything else that would frighten the two of them except a spider.Could it be that this strong man over two hundred pounds is still afraid of the dark?

Unless he's been intimidated from the start, but seeing his crisp movements doesn't feel like being frightened enough by something.

She lurked into the ground with shadowy claws, quickly took the bauble and returned to her side.

A bat-shaped dart.

The workmanship is very fine, and it is quite heavy in the hand. When the edge of the blade touches the hand lightly, blood will appear, and it is extremely sharp.

The shape reminded her of a city.

In an extremely long memory, as if in a previous life, she was also a person from that world before she was assimilated by the shadow. As an assistant, she followed Melvis on a magic tour across most of the United States.Gotham is also on their tour itinerary.In that gothic city they had indeed heard some legends that were used to stop children from crying at night, but she didn't expect it to be true.

Charlie put the strangely shaped metal dart aside, feeling as if he had witnessed an urban legend with his own eyes.

She might have gotten Batman in.

Val didn't sleep tonight.

Her long sleep time made her a little groggy after waking up, her brain was like a ball of slime slime that couldn't be lifted up, and she began to lazily flow down the wall when she wanted to lift her spirits.

Tonight has become her home game.

The little tall bird slept in a black ball over there. Tonight is Melvis's vigil. After several nights of vigils, the middle-aged man has gained much longer sleep time than before, and his spirit is much better. , at least it is no longer the state where you can fall asleep while talking like before.

She went over and whispered to Melvis who was poking the fire.

"Hello." She said softly, with a curious look on her face.Now that I think about it, in the four or five days since I came to this world, they haven't had a proper conversation yet.

"Hello." Melvis's attitude towards children was neither cold nor enthusiastic. He had two nieces, one introverted and the other extroverted, both were well-behaved children.But because of the nature of his work, which required him to travel all over the world, he rarely visited them, and his impression gradually faded.

Thinking back now, the faces of the two little girls were only two milky-yellow blurred outlines.

"Hello," he said again, blinking slowly, thinking of many things.He himself is not good at starting a conversation with a child. After deliberating for a long time, he hesitated between asking age and name, but finally blurted out: "Are you afraid?"

The child was not afraid to sit on the wooden stake, and she wanted to touch a stick from the fire to poke the fire. She liked the sound of the sticks being fully exposed to the flames being carbonized.

She is not even afraid of fire.

Melvis stopped her hand and gave her his wooden branch.

She pinched the dark-topped wooden branch and said, "No."

Her voice was like discovering an unexplored, hidden cave behind a waterfall in a tourist attraction, with the wonder of a child and the joy of an adventure: "I have the bird, and I have Jason. .”

"Why should I be afraid?" she said.

Melvis' head drooped slightly, with an inexplicable expression, and the carbonized part of the tip of the newly-acquired wooden branch broke off in the fire.

If Weier felt something, she turned to look at him and whispered, "Are you scared? I will protect you, okay?"

Melvis took a look at her, and felt a soft feeling of being protected by a puppy that had not yet been weaned.

The fire was burning, making his face dry and aching, and he remembered the last time he saw his two nieces, and then the soft-faced Charlie's face.

"No." He looked away as if he had figured something out, and said to himself, "This is not what you should do, but mine."

Of course Val didn't understand, and was about to ask, but heard a strange voice coming from a distance.

Much like... a barking dog?

"Puppy?" Val murmured softly, looking in the direction of the sound.

This appellation pulled Melvis out of those old pictures, he stood up instantly, and threw the wooden branch into the bonfire.

"Jason," he called, and went to get the spear himself.The person whose name was called sat up from the ground almost in the next second, and his voice was sober that he didn't sound like a person who just woke up. This is not the right time to get angry in bed: "...what?"

His spear was by his side.

"Hound dogs." Melvis spoke quickly: "I don't know how many there are, but they will attack us within an hour, so get ready."

"Protect your ball," Jason said to Val.Sleepily, he suppressed a yawn and wiped his face.

Melvis glanced at him inexplicably, but Weier obediently ran over to toss the little tall bird.

The little tall bird wasn't as vigilant as Jason was. It chirped twice and refused to get up, so Val had no choice but to hug it whole.Luckily it's not very heavy either.

The pack of hounds attacked them ten minutes later.The pack of dogs, which not even the fire could deter, came running towards them.

"You call this a hound?" Jason looked at the round, ball-like hounds and was confused, but kept his hands, and directly drove one of them through its wide-open mouth with a spear and nailed it to the ground.

The only convenience in this world compared to the normal world is that the heads of various creatures are large, which usually means that their eyes and mouths account for a relatively higher proportion of the face.

— and easier to puncture and smash the brain through.

Melvis's eyesight and physical strength were relatively weak. He gritted his teeth and stuck the horizontal spear into the mouth of the pounced hound, and threw the hound to the ground. .

"The body of the spider here is bigger than a human head, why don't you call it a spider." Melvis took a breath, counting silently in his heart, two, there were three of them.Last time when the hounds came, he dealt with three hounds by himself. Will there be nine this time?

The three of them formed a triangle, Melvis disapproved of putting a child on the fringe as a fighting force, his original plan was to have Val in the middle, and the two of them cleaned up the pack of hounds.

Jason just said: "Then can you guarantee that no dog will enter the gap on the other two sides?"

"At least it's safer than putting her on the edge."

Jason tied the rope on the spear tightly, and said flatly, "Trust her, she's not just a child."

Melvis did know that only when the strength of the ability needs to be balanced, people will show various ability limitations. The mutant's vision weakened, and after he obtained the shadow, his physical strength weakened.

But that's no reason to send a child to war.

He was always paying attention to the movement of the child, when a dog barked from the direction of the child, he immediately wanted to step over, but only heard the dog bark, and then whined.

The child held the black ball that exploded instantly due to the sound waves, looked at the hound with green slurry bursting out of its mouth in front of him, heard his footsteps turning suddenly, turned his head and smiled at him with a surprised expression, a little proud.

Like saying: Look, you don't have to be afraid.

The hunting dogs' attack didn't last long, and in the end, Weier dealt with the most hunting dogs. She even paid attention to the hunting dogs facing the other two adults, and helped them deal with a hunting dog that was trying to besiege them.

Twelve.

Melvis counted the dead bodies of twelve hounds.

Val alone took care of seven of them.

The little girl was holding the black ball that was still in shock and was about to claim credit, but when she was about to speak, she found that her throat was a little sore and hoarse.

She blinked and reached out to touch her throat.

When Jason turned his head to ask her if she was hurt, she shook her head with a sweet smile.

Jason didn't pay much attention, and turned to dissect the hound's body.

Weier sat on the ground, rubbed his throat again, and tried to say "how are you" to Hei Qiuqiu.

Her voice was hoarse like frost, and there was a slight pain as if her throat had been cut when she swallowed.

Hearing her voice, the little black ball stretched out its big head to look at her, and rubbed her face affectionately with the side of its beak.

She liked the icy cold touch very much, she giggled, moved closer to Hei Qiuqiu, and said in a breathy voice: "Look, I did it."

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I was on vacation for half a year, and I couldn’t find the rhythm at all when I started studying. (try qnq)

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