What bad intentions could Batman have?.

Chapter 391 I don’t want to be the host of the Parallax Monster (page 12)

World at War.

many years ago.

"Hurry, they're almost catching up with us!"

Meng Ge heard his mother's voice, and they were running through the ruins. Behind them were the sounds of energy guns exploding and explosive projectiles exploding.

Meng Ge grabbed the back of his mother's neck with his bare hands, lifted her up with his thin body, and then jumped out, avoiding the sudden fire.

But even so, the two of them were thrown away by the explosion and fell to the ground, and the pursuers behind them soon caught up with them.

"The Wasteland is no place for weak Chakgarengs."

A group of Calisengirs surrounded the mother and son, holding energy guns and cold weapons taken from a nearby crashed alien spacecraft.

The leader's shoulders were decorated with two dead skulls, and his yellow skin was covered with iron chain patterns.

He said:

"This place belongs to the Calisengill tribe."

"Come closer," Mongo's mother said.

She crossed over her son, stood in front of the enemy, and drew the dagger from her waist.

"People of Kalisengir, you are facing Mongo's spouse and son."

"I didn't see any Mongo here." The leader of the Kalisengir man said:

"Just two weaklings waiting to feed us."

He raised the ax in his hand towards the two men.

However, at this moment, his actions were interrupted by the roar of some kind of beast.

"What is that sound?" young Mengge asked his mother.

"Grab your weapon and run!"

But the only response to Mengge was his mother's scream, and the fearful yelling that just tried to turn the two of them into dinner enemies:

"Stop checking the Hakka people and run to higher ground!"

Some kind of huge creature rushed out from behind the dunes of the wasteland. Its blue scales reflected everyone's frightened yellow face.

The bull mammoth is a huge creature that is at least 30 times larger than the young Mongo. It has sharp fangs, a huge mouth and bone spurs all over its body. It looks similar to the fanged cattle on Earth.

The Kalisengirs rained bullets and light waves from their energy guns on the beast.

However, such an attack is not painful for the mammoth. It only took a few seconds to kill several villains who were shooting at him with guns, and then he targeted the last two villains who escaped the farthest.

He must prevent his prey from escaping, starting with the furthest ones.

After killing everyone, it will sit down and enjoy its dinner in peace. In the chaos, Mengge's mother pulled Mengge and ran away desperately.

"It's coming!" Young Meng Ge felt his heart pounding. He had never faced such a huge beast.

He told his mother: "Try to get into a..."

"……What are you doing?"

Meng Ge saw his mother lift a stone from the ground, and then rushed directly towards the bull mammoth. The next moment, before the young Meng Ge could stop her, she was stabbed by the bone spurs of the bull mammoth. Pierced the abdomen.

"Do not!!!!"

Mengge roared, he picked up a spear from the ground that had been thrown by the previous pursuers, and rushed directly towards the bull mammoth. He deliberately let the bull mammoth open its mouth and swallow him into its mouth, and then A spear was driven into the brain of the bull mammoth from the inside through the eye socket.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

"The world of war is above..."

As the giant beast fell to the ground like a mountain, the surviving Kalisengir people saw the young Mengge forcefully open the jaw of the bull mammoth and step out from the fangs. He was covered in blood. After drinking the blood of the bull mammoth, he is completely a bloody man.

"Step aside."

He said to the stunned Kalisengir man in front of him.

The other party ducked away like a fool.

He walked up to his mother and knelt down.

Meng Ge's mother was coughing quietly. A large amount of blood poured out of her mouth, blocking her respiratory organs.

"Look...ahem...you can be...powerful. The Kalisengir see it," she said.

These were perhaps the gentlest words Mongo had ever heard his mother say in his life.

"I'll force them to treat you."

He turned to look at the group of surviving Kalisengirs.

"If they don't save you, I will kill them all." Mengge said: "They live in the wasteland, they must be able to treat..."

"It's useless." Mongo's mother said: "The Kalisengir people do know how to treat, but they don't know how to treat fatal injuries."

She held up her dagger with her trembling hands and handed it to Meng Ge:

"The Kaliskis will now accept you into their tribe, and they will teach you how to survive, but first, you..."

Meng Ge's mother took a breath, and then said: "You have to show them that you are as hard-hearted and ruthless as them. Pick up this dagger and use it." Meng Ge lowered his head covered with blood.

"You said... you said that war zone tribes don't protect the weak. But you tried to protect me from the bull mammoth."

He asked: "Why?"

But his mother didn't answer his question.

The dying woman simply said:

"The current Mongo chose me and favored me. Then...he made you a burden to me with a child, and then threw us into the wasteland to fend for ourselves."

The surrounding Kalisengir people gathered around. They looked at the young king in silence.

"Do it."

his mother said.

"You have to kill the current Meng Ge to avenge us both."

She said:

"So now, show others how ruthless you can be."

"Do it."

She repeated the order to her son.

"Yes. Mother." Mengge said.

He raised high the dagger his mother had just handed him: "And, about revenge..."

"I will."

Mengge's mother closed her eyes.

Then... there was the sound of the blade piercing flesh.

"I swear to you. I will become the new Mongo, and the current Mongo will wait for death in the distance unprotected by his gods. His soul will be lost in nothingness forever."

"When death comes to him, his soul will only merge with the world of war and be reborn as a bug that feeds on the wounds of the dead."

"When death comes to him, he will not wake up in the Garden of the Dead with those brave war zone warriors. He will only become withered grass, maggots, or scavengers, and there will not be any piece of metal with his name engraved on it. "

In front of his mother's body, the young Mongo swore an oath.

He whispered...

"The deceased... said so."

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