monster detection team

Amidst the harsh siren, Yi Ange rushed straight to the top floor.

She felt strange even before she got close to him.The wind was strong up there, far beyond what the windows would allow.He heard the sound of howling wind, mixed with the roar of distant planes, stimulating his eardrum chaotically.

Among the many confused voices, there was a child crying.He kept whimpering in a low voice, as if he couldn't bear some kind of pain, his voice came and went.

Yi Ange stepped up to the top floor in two steps, and what caught his eyes was the building that seemed to have been pierced by shells.There was a big hole in the wall on the left, broken bricks were scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.The original small rooms were pierced, and the entire top floor can be regarded as unobstructed.

Only the deepest corner of the innermost room was backlit, and something was curled up there, the shadow elongated by the sunlight covering the ruins, trembling unceasingly.

Yi Ange was a little nervous.He tried his best to calm down, took a deep breath, and walked lightly to the corner.

When passing by a certain place, he felt that something was stepped on under his feet.When I picked it up, it was a piece of feather, ink-stained jet-black eagle feather, with undergrown velvet at the root.There was a small pool of bright red blood on the down feather that was so soft that it couldn't be grasped.

The color of the blood stung Yi Ange's eyes, he stared at the bright red spot, not noticing that his hand holding the feather was already tightly clenched.When he reacted, he slowly let go of his hand, and found that the nails had left four deep marks on the palm of his hand, and the blood from the feathers had also stained his hand, blooming a crimson flower in the palm of his hand.

With the palm tilted, the feather slowly fell back to the ground, silently.

The little figure in the corner moved.He seemed to stand up, and the shadow on the ground suddenly became larger, but it was obvious that this was not the shadow of an ordinary human child, but more like a strange monster.

Recalling his appearance in the Caesar Forest, Yi Ange walked towards him without any hesitation.

Xiao Jingrong seemed to have sensed that someone was approaching, and stood there stiffly without making any further moves.This was in serious contrast to his previous lively personality. As an adult who was pestered by him, Yi Ange inevitably felt a big gap in his heart.

But when seeing the child's current appearance, Yi Ange still felt sad for a while.

Sitting in the corner was a small black bird.His height only reached Yi Ange's knees, his feet were covered by soft feathers, it was hard to tell whether he was standing or squatting, and a pair of wings were spread out, hanging weakly on both sides of his body.I don't know where he was injured, the black feathers all over his body were covered with blood.

The eyes of Kitty Falcon are golden, with a blood-red light, and Yi Ange's shadow is clearly reflected in them.Hawk's eyes were already sharp, and there was a deep wound under each corner of his eye, and his eyes could not be fully opened, but it was this half-open but staring at people that made people tremble more.

He is only four years old, and he already has a pair of eyes that can see through people's hearts. Although he himself doesn't know what the purpose of this is, the only thing he can feel is the seemingly endless pain all over his body.

The little eagle falcon looked at Yi Ange vigilantly, raised its sharp beak high, shrugged its shoulders and spread its wings, making an uneasy cry.

Yi Ange crouched down in front of him cautiously, and tentatively stretched out her hand.

Before the palm was fully stretched, suddenly, the little guy seemed to have been stimulated by something, his eyes became extremely frightened, and his voice suddenly became shrill, with a kind of accusation that was almost crying blood, and his wings flapped violently.If Yi Ange didn't dodge in time, this blow would have slapped her face directly.

Yi Ange was afraid that he would fly away, so he came back immediately after dodging a blow, only to find that he was only flapping his wings, but did not take off.

The little guy's wing was injured, probably because he crashed into it with his head. Yi Ange could see the obvious fracture, and he was standing crookedly, but he had to wave it because he was frightened. Every movement was piercing the pain.

But he ignored it, and screamed at Yi Ange like a warning, as if he wanted to expel him from his territory.

One meter to the left of the two of them was a wide outdoor space, and an enemy plane was flying eagerly in the blue sky.The next air strike could start at any time, and with just one shell, they and the building would be razed to the ground in an instant.

Xiao Jingrong was completely frightened, and his voice was almost hoarse.All the feathers exploded, revealing the dark down feathers underneath.Frankly speaking, this scene is not frightening, and there is almost no threat, but he is so desperate to demonstrate against people several times his size, and the posture of daring to step forward and die with you still makes Yi Ange I feel heartbroken.

He briefly looked outside.Today's sunlight is very bright, and every object on the ground is covered with a layer of shimmer, which looks particularly unreal.It's the end of September, and I can still wear short-sleeved clothes for the time being, and it will get colder in a few days.Autumn cools down, which is the season when children are prone to colds and fevers.

After this time, there will be a next time.Yi Ange didn't know where he could go with the little guy.If he is like this to himself, what about facing someone he doesn't know?Wouldn't it be more insecure?

The cry of the kitty falcon brought his thoughts back to reality.Yi Ange patted his face hard, and stretched out his arms to the little guy again.

"Come here," his voice was full of extreme tenderness, "I won't hurt you."

The little guy's golden pupils opened suddenly, as if he understood what he said, but he was still in that defensive posture and didn't intend to compromise.

"Do you remember who I am? We met not long ago," Yi Ange whispered.

"How long have I been away, how did you become like this?"

Like asking a question, but also like talking to himself.

The roar of the plane engine came from the sky, and Yi Ange was almost desperate.However, the reality did not give him a chance to continue working hard. Almost a second after he finished speaking, accompanied by the deafening sound of throwing, a building not far away suddenly collapsed.

The huge vibration stirred up dust in the sky, and instantly white smoke filled the air.The shock caused by the collapse spread to all the surrounding buildings. Yi Ange felt the building under him tremble suddenly, feeling bad, but it was too late.The little eagle falcon suddenly screamed miserably, and waved its broken wings vigorously to try to fly into the air. After failing, it began to frantically peck at its own feathers, biting the down and blood, but it didn't mean to stop at all.

The collapsed business had completely stimulated him, and perhaps the abnormal pain in his body during the awakening period reached its peak, and he began to destroy himself, trying to relieve the pain in this way.But Yi Ange knew it was futile, so the more he hurt, the more helpless he became, and finally those golden eyes were stained with blood.

Yi Ange couldn't stand watching him torture himself like this.The madness of a child is often much more sad than that of an adult, because he does not know restraint and patience, and the only thing he knows is to cry and make trouble.But Xiao Jingrong didn't cry or fuss, he bit his body, almost pulling out all the feathers.

"Stop! Stop!"

Yi Ange yelled at him, tried to stop his movements a few times, but was swung away by him. Even though he was only so small, Xiao Jingrong's body had already grown into a firm and robust body that no one of his age had. With a wave of his wings, , Yi Ange was almost unable to parry.

The sound of the collapse continued to resound along with the vibration of the room, like a tragic drumbeat.The little guy fell into a complete panic, and the whimpering sound from his mouth was full of uneasiness and resistance. His feet were in a mess, and he wanted to jump straight out of the building.

He was six stories high, and his wings were still injured, so he would definitely die if he fell.Yi Ange didn't care about so much, and threw him to the ground with a flying body, then immediately turned over, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Hush..." He tried his best to suppress the strength in his arms, and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

These words are a good medicine, Xiao Jingrong struggled twice, his stiff body gradually went limp.His head rested on Yi Ange's chest, his wings drooped feebly, and he began to let out a weeping cry.

Yi Ange touched his beak, smiled wryly, "Don't cry."

Amidst the dust and the sound of collapse, Yi Ange hugged him like he was holding a supreme treasure, with all his strength, he almost melted into his own flesh and blood.

The scope of the vibration continued to expand, and Yi Ange saw buildings collapsing continuously.One by one, there are those he is familiar with, unfamiliar, and unimpressive. Every building, every flower and plant is completely destroyed, and the sky is full of gunpowder.

Little Eagle Falcon raised his head from his shoulder, looking at the devastation, the crying gradually subsided.

Yi Ange noticed the change in him, the calmness beyond his age made Yi Ange feel chills all over his body.

But what shocked him even more was the scene in front of him.

Is this what you see?The former homeland was inexplicably destroyed, and the parents of the closest relatives did not know where they were. No one provided you with shelter, and I was the only one who could only give you a warm embrace.

Is this the disaster you have experienced?Why have you never mentioned it?Did you forget?

Can you forget this instinctive despair?

Is it because I can't forget that I become like the future, enduring all pain calmly and restrainedly, and never tell anyone.

What can I do for you?

Even though there was hundreds of points of resistance in his heart, Yi Ange had to admit that Fang Qixian was right.

This past, he can't change, and it's impossible to change.Everything they are experiencing now is something that has already happened in this timeline in the past.The meaning of his coming here is just to fill the gap in the past.

The emptiness and powerlessness in his heart made Yi Ange feel his eyes darkened, but the weight in his arms told him not to fall down.He collected himself and pressed the communicator on his waist.

"...take us away."

A crack was torn open in the space behind him, Yi Ange took a last look at the ruins everywhere, and walked into the crack with Jing Rong.

Seconds later, they appeared in the dugout.

The place was still empty, but Tang Xiaoxue hung up a lamp, and the light diffused in the cave, bringing a bit of warmth that seemed to be absent.

The loud noise of the building collapse could still be heard. Yi Ange sat down and tried to cover Xiao Jingrong's ears, but found that he couldn't find where the bird's ear holes were.Fortunately, he has completely calmed down, lying on Yi Ange's body, rubbing the mud and plasma all over his body.

Yi Ange didn't want to move, he just hugged the little guy and sat there in a daze.Tang Xiaoxue didn't speak either, the whole cave was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

No one knew how long it had been. After the last loud noise, there was no other movement. Yi Ange gradually came back to his senses, and found that Tang Xiaoxue was also looking at him, and asked with his mouth, "It's over?"

Yi Ange shook his head, saying that he didn't know.But he understood that this was probably indeed the end.

But this is only temporary.It was as if he found that the feathers on Xiao Jingrong's body were gradually fading, revealing the appearance of a human child, and he couldn't help being happy, but when he touched his skin, his face changed drastically.

Xiao Jingrong's body was scorching hot, his back-to-original face was flushed, his eyes were closed tightly, and beads of sweat were all over his forehead.

"Jing Rong?"

Yi Ange called him, but he didn't respond at all.