Edge of the Apocalypse

"Have you ever thought that if I saw you like this, I might explode. After all, killing a competitor ranked third would benefit me greatly?" Alan suddenly said.

Lucy thought for a moment and smiled, "I really haven't thought about it."

"This is it. That's why you came here according to our original agreement. You subconsciously chose to believe me, so I will not give up on you either!" Alan turned his head and the sun gently fell on his side. Even though his face was stained with blood, his face was not ferocious at all. Instead, it had a kind of trust-inducing peace of mind.

With a smile, Alan waved his hand and turned around to leave. He jumped up the hill and disappeared from Lucy's sight.

Lucy asked, and a flush flushed across her pale little face. She smiled foolishly and said, "I won't give up on you? Hey, that sounds great."

"Alright, then I have to be obedient. Find a place to hide first. At the very least, I can't let anyone kill me." Lucy supported the tree trunk and stood up.

The poison in her body wasn't too fierce, and she used her own Origin Energy to suppress it. Although his physical fitness had been reduced, it was not so severe that he was unable to move. However, as he walked, his footsteps were inevitably a little vague.

He took a few steps forward and a gust of wind blew past Lucy. The young girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and her pistol bounced up, quickly swinging backwards. A figure appeared at the muzzle of the gun.

"Your Highness, it's me!" A large hand pressed down on the muzzle of the gun. The owner of the hand was a mighty old man with white beards.

His tower-like body was made of steel, and his skin was even shining with a metallic luster under the sunlight. The old man wore a black robe, brown leather armor, and two crossed broadswords on his back. On the spacer of the broadsword, there was a single wing that spread out in the opposite direction.

"Teacher?" "How did you find me?" Lucy stammered awkwardly.

"Your Highness, you are too nonsense. You actually came to participate in some federal death arena and bribed an official to impersonate a child. If your father finds out, he will definitely explode with rage." The old man shook his head.

Lucy snorted from her nostrils, "Father doesn't have time for me."

"Your Highness, you are his favorite person." The old man frowned.

Lucy wrinkled her nose. "He loves those women, not me."

"But he gave you the Golden Rose."

"That's because only I can drive the Golden Rose." Lucy said forcefully, but at the end of her sentence she coughed violently.

The old man's eyes lit up, and they grew brighter and brighter, as if silver flames were spraying out of his eyes. "Your Highness, are you poisoned?"

Then he grabbed one of Lucy's arms and spread out her palms. The old man stretched out a finger, and the tip of his finger spewed out a silver Origin Energy flame. The flames condensed into a tiny silver needle. The old man gently stabbed the silver needle into Lucy's palm, and a silver line immediately spread out from her palm like a loop, flowing through her entire body in an instant.

"Fortunately, it's not something powerful." The old man retrieved the Origin Energy Needle and took out a box from the leather armor instead. He opened the box and took out an injection. The needle was blue liquid. The old man stabbed the needle into Lucy's arm and pressed all the antidote into it.

A moment later, the pallor on Lucy's face gradually faded, and a trace of blood appeared on her little face.

"Alright, at most an hour, the poison in His Highness' body will be completely cleared. However, you have to tell me who is so bold as to dare to poison you!" The old man's tone was filled with killing intent.

Lucy spread out her hands and said, "That's my question. I don't know who did it."

"In that case, Your Highness, please come with me." The old man frowned and said, "Your Highness is responsible for the safety of His Highness. I really cannot let His Highness continue messing around like this."

"Alright, alright." Lucy blinked and waved the old man's hand. "Teacher, I promise to go back with you. But you have to give me some more time."

"Your Highness!" The old man's voice rose a little, his eyes wide open, not angry but mighty.

"Anyway, I can't go back with you now." Said Lucy, crossing her waist.

The old man had a headache and said, "Why?"

"Because I promised someone that I would wait for him to come back."

"That kid?" The old man shook his head and said, "Your Highness, that's just a kid from a descendant of the earth. How can I let you risk your life with a thousand gold bodies?"

"Marquis Metallon, I've made up my mind!" Lucy said in an irrefutable tone, "Anyway, after the death arena is over, I will go back with you."

The old man's expression stiffened. Lucy changed the title from teacher to noble. She took out another identity to express her position. He smiled bitterly and said, "Well, since His Highness has made up his mind, then I can only protect you."

"Your Highness, this is the first time you've called me by my name. Is that brat really that important to you?"

Lucy said apologetically, "I'm sorry, teacher. It's just that the man is my friend. Besides, he's a man worthy of my expectation."

"Someone worth looking forward to?" "Alright, Your Highness," said Metallon, "I'll polish my eyes and see what this brat has to look forward to."

Alan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He lowered his body mechanically, hid behind a bush, and carefully swept his surroundings. Just now, he had the feeling of being targeted by a wolf, which made the fur on the back of his neck stand up. However, the surrounding woodland was very quiet. Apart from the occasional wind, a few leaves fell and drifted.

Could it be an illusion? He thought and shook his head before Alan stood up again.

He's heading northwest towards the forest.

In the southeast, there were plains and nothing to hide. If anyone wanted to hang behind Lucy and take advantage of her, they would not choose such a spacious place that they could easily discover. In that case, Lin Hai, who was moving from the north to the west, was undoubtedly the best choice. As for the range, it wasn't too large. According to Lucy's own estimation, the maximum distance between the poisoners wouldn't exceed 30 kilometers.

Once this distance was exceeded, it was hard for Alan to imagine how the other party would arrive at Lucy's hiding place in just 15 hours. In fact, this distance would be even shorter. As a result, Allen's search became much easier.

He hid his tactical saber in the bushes while the man climbed onto the tall tree in front of him. As he emerged from the canopy, Alan saw a sea of trees. To the east, the sun was shining brightly. As for the forest belt that extended northward, waves of Ye Tao rose in the wind. The forest looked very calm. Alan was just about to drill back when birds soared into the sky about a thousand meters northwest of Hur.

Alan immediately slipped down from the tree, picked up his tactical saber, and dived in the direction where the birds appeared.

There must be someone moving there to alert the forest birds. Regardless of whether or not the person who poisoned it was, since the traces of activity were so close, they had to be confirmed and, if necessary, removed.

It was only five minutes under Ellen's feet from a thousand meters away. As he approached his destination, he heard a girl's exclamation. Alan immediately stopped and climbed to the crown of an old tree nearby. Just as he used Lin Ye to hide it, he saw a girl running towards him. Suddenly, a javelin was thrown in front of her. The girl stopped, swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh, another three javelins landed, blocking her path of

The girl under the tree was Emily.

Emily turned around and turned her back to Alan, which made Alan unable to see the girl's expression. However, judging from her rapid breathing, the young girl was very nervous. Two youths emerged from behind a camphor tree not far away. Walking in front was a boy with light brown curly hair and freckles on his childish face. He was holding a javelin in his hand. It seemed that he had blocked Emily's path of retreat just now.

Another tall black teenager, with short blonde hair and a lip ring on his lips, was looking at Emily with a playful expression.

Alan quickly recalled their information in his mind. The boy who used the javelin was Lafite, and the other black man was Canon. The two of them were only at the middle reaches of the river, and in Alan's eyes, their bodies emitted a ray of Origin Energy that was like a morning mist. Within his body, there were four dots of light shining.

Alan now knew that not everyone's Origin Energy light could be observed. Like Hughton, Alan could only see it when he used his Origin Energy. Unlike Lieutenant Ron and the others, the Origin Energy radiance on his body was clearly visible. Under visible conditions, the intensity of the light was usually directly related to the level of Origin Energy. Therefore, for a youth like Lafite who only had four vortexes of Origin Energy, the light was neither bright nor clear.

Of course, Allen was no better than them.

Ellen asked himself if he had the confidence to deal with the two Fourth Grade Origin Energy practitioners. After all, Joe and Hera weren't any weaker than the two in front of him, so he held his breath and hid his body to watch.

"Well, Emily, you can't escape. I guess you want to meet Lucy so you can get her protection again?" The black youth Cannon said in an unpleasant tone.

'"Tell us where Lucy is," Rafie said in a cold voice, turning the spear gently. "Or, if you're willing to let Canon torture you, it'll be fine. But I'm sure it'll be an unpleasant experience."

"Are you looking for trouble with Lucy?" Emily's voice was charming, but her hand behind her slid out a dagger from her sleeve.

Of course, Rafie and Canon definitely didn't know. Alan could clearly see it, and his gaze fell on the dagger. Alan looked at Emily with more vigilance.

"I can tell you where she is, and I can guarantee that you can deal with her easily." Emily said in a delicate voice, "She should be in trouble by now. If you take action, she won't be able to resist at all."

"Oh, why?" Rafie frowned, "She's a top player. I don't think she's that easy to deal with."

"No matter how difficult it is to deal with people, there is nothing to be afraid of if they are poisoned." Emily's words were astonishing.