Sauron sat on the sofa, behind which lay the ruins of a collapsed building. It was probably a supermarket. A badly damaged signboard was pressed into the rubble, revealing a corner.
In front of the sofa, a bonfire was burning. The firelight illuminated Saurun's face, and an almost imperceptible sense of loss appeared on his handsome face. As for his vision, it fell upon the already deformed revolver in his hand.
After leaving Windmill Town, the convoy headed towards the Blue Ridge Mountains at a constant speed of 80 kilometers per hour. After nightfall, the convoy set out to rest on the edge of the ruins of an unknown city. They would stay here all night, and not continue until the sun rose tomorrow.
Sauron had chosen the ruins of the building as his encampment, not only because it was close to the edge of the city, but also because the collapsed building had become a natural shelter. If there were blind mutated beasts attacking the camp, at least they wouldn't be surrounded from all sides.
Parkland's soldiers quickly set up a defensive net in the camp, a simple defensive system made of wire and empty cans. The base was surrounded by three layers. Unless there was a mutated beast that could fly, most mutated beasts would trigger the defensive net. To mutated beasts, they were not smart enough to understand the difference between traps and waste.
In addition, the soldiers were divided into three groups, which would alternately watch the night to ensure the safety of the camp.
In the left wheel of the palm, the texture of the metal appeared to be twisted. This was caused by the huge impact, and the metal at the edge of the left wheel showed signs of melting. There was no doubt that the revolver had been created in the midst of a violent explosion. In other words, the owner of the gun was at the scene of the explosion.
Saurun raised his head and looked at the dark red sky.
Zero finally died. The duel between him and Lan Qi ended with a grand explosion. From the beginning, Saurun had never thought of letting Zero have a fair fight. In order to ensure that he killed this mercenary who dared to provoke the family's honor, Saurun not only set a time bomb on the dueling platform, but also sacrificed twenty or so famous names to prevent suspicion.
In the end, he succeeded. When the news reached the headquarters of Parkland, Saurun was rewarded by Old Brant. His position as the successor of the family was once again consolidated, and before long, he would return to the Blood Knights. With his potential and the support of his family, even if he couldn't become a general, it shouldn't be a problem for him to get into the colonel's position.
A colonel of the Blood Knights meant the ability of the seventh step, the right to form a thousand-man army, and the legitimacy of a private base. With the financial support of his family, Saurun could explore the dangerous southwest, or enter the no-man's-land in the west, and set up more strongholds for the Dark Council.
In any case, Sauron's future was bright. But he knew that no matter what kind of challenges he would encounter in the future, he would never forget zero.
This was the first man who had left such terror in his life.
Even if it was zero, it would still die at his hands.
The sky rumbled at this moment, and dark red lightning streaked across the radiating clouds. Following that, the wind started to blow again.
"Damn it!" Saurun jumped up from the sofa and shouted, "Quickly put up the anti-radiation tent! It's going to rain!"
In the old era, rain represented life. However, in turbulent times, when water vapor condensed in the midst of the radiation clouds and was then catalyzed to the ground, it would bring about devastating damage to all living things. The amount of radiation from the rain was tens or even a hundred times more than the amount of material on the ground. Only a powerhouse of the eighth step or higher would be able to resist the radiation cloud's attack. However, it was only resisting and not ignoring it.
As for those below the eighth step, their ability to resist radiation was only slightly stronger than ordinary people. Even if they encountered such clouds, they would still die.
As a result, one by one, tightly sealed anti-radiation tents were quickly set up. Most people, including Saurun, entered such a tent. The soldiers who were in charge of the security were wearing a set of radiation proof clothing. However, since there weren't many radiation protection kits and there weren't many mutated beasts moving in the rain of radiation, the number of soldiers on guard had been reduced by more than half. Only eight or so soldiers were hiding in the buildings around the camp, keeping an eye on it.
Not long after Saurun and the others entered the tent, an enormous bolt of red lightning struck down with a loud rumble, as if it were about to tear apart the world. Soon after, drops of rain fell from the sky onto the ground. The rain gradually became more urgent, until it finally turned into a violent storm. The chaotic rain blurred the surroundings. In this kind of weather, the visibility could not exceed ten meters.
The vigilant soldiers were hiding in the building, though they were wearing radiation suits. Although this set of clothes could resist the radiation, it could not isolate the extremely cold temperature of the radiation rain. Even with the protection of radiation protection clothing, ordinary people would freeze to death if they had been in the rain for more than ten minutes.
The soldiers who were hiding in the building did not notice a figure rushing into the building that was only a hundred meters away from the camp.
The building was at least twenty stories high, but it was more than three. It looked like something had cut into the building, and more than half of the building had disappeared, leaving behind only corpses.
But the lobby on the ground floor of the building was still intact, so it became a resting place for a few living corpses. When this foreigner entered the hall, the living corpse that was currently sharing one of the steel tooth tyrant rats immediately raised its head. Apart from the fact that they were aware of the cold wind that blew in when the door was opened, it was also because they could smell the scent of a living person.
Then the living corpses became excited, and the red-eyed ones, hopping or crawling, rushed from the ground and from the ceiling to the outsider.
At this moment, there was another clap of thunder outside. The red lightning pierced through the sky and struck the ground, causing it to emit a blood-red light and lighting up the interior of the hall.
The living corpses saw that it was a man dressed in loose clothes. His left eye was no different from a normal human's, but his right eye was a strange gold.
This was the last scene the living corpses saw.
The man suddenly raised his hand at the sound of thunder. In his hand was a large-caliber revolver, the muzzle of which spewed out five consecutive tongues of flame. In the next moment, the heads of the living corpses that were rushing towards him exploded one after another. Dark red blood and grayish-white brain matter sprayed all over the floor. These mutated humanoid monsters fell to the ground. Their bodies were still twitching under the effects of their nerves, but they were already dead.
The man holstered his pistol and walked over to the body of a man about his size. After peeling off the other party's clothes, he took off the clothes on his body that were soaked by the radiation rain. After changing into dirty and dry clothes, he sat down in a corner of the lobby and closed his eyes to rest.
Ten minutes later he opened his eyes. The golden right eye flashed with killing intent!