This animal that survived in the wilderness by eating frozen carrion couldn't be called Dina. Now, it was just a small beast struggling to survive. It couldn't even be called a ferocious beast. Just surviving was difficult enough.
In this lake filled with death and plague, scavengers could always survive more easily than other life forms.
However, it would be too ambiguous to call this small beast a living being. Or rather, it would be a blasphemy to life.
This small beast couldn't be called alive. To put it more generally, she was no different from the corpses she had bitten. However, dead things wouldn't move on their own. In this place, death itself wasn't the end. There would always be a new beginning, even if it wasn't a happy beginning for many life forms.
This pale-skinned little beast was a dead thing.
Her pale skin wasn't just because there wasn't much sunlight here. That was the color of death, just like the bones of skeletons. The whites of her eyes weren't bloodshot. Her pupils couldn't shrink and were just for decoration. There was no blood flowing in the blood vessels under her skin.
This was a dead person, a moving dead person. She belonged to the Night Blood race. They fed on blood and were nightmarish creatures. Other than being dead, she didn't show any other characteristics.
Living in the wilderness for many years made her look more like a savage. Gnawing on the corpses of wild beasts wasn't normal for the Night Blood race.
However, this beast didn't seem to have much of a choice.
The Night Blood Clan's home was right next door, but for such a tiny existence, even entering seemed to be an extravagant hope. It was just that the Night Blood Clan probably didn't have such self-awareness. It didn't know when it came to the Wilderness, but it could only survive on its own. Other than occasionally glancing at the door that was eternally sealed by snow and ice, it didn't have any other thoughts. In such an environment, no matter what it was, its thoughts would gradually become like animals, becoming a part of them, especially for such a young individual …
The small beast was barely surviving today. Gnawing on the corpses wasn't her main purpose. She was just trying not to absorb blood or something similar to blood.
In this cold wilderness where even the plants had mutated, even the plants could provide something similar to blood. It just depended on whether she had the strength and opportunity to do so.
Most of the time, she did not have such an opportunity and could only pick up scraps, just like today.
There were no beasts that specifically needed to replenish their blood. Compared to blood, they needed to devour others to replenish themselves, to survive, to become stronger, and then to continue devouring … This little beast was just a parasitic cycle.
While she was focused on eating, a sudden change occurred, causing the entire wasteland to tremble.
Blood appeared in the clean sky above the Wilderness.
No matter what kind of weather it was, whether it was sunny or gloomy, or thunderous or dark clouds, there would never be a red sky, especially such a bright red, blood-red sky.
The creatures in the wasteland were trembling. This was not normal weather. The sky was covered in blood, as if the whole world was like this. What kind of existence had such great power?
The blood was getting closer and closer to the earth and the creatures in the wasteland. No matter if they were alive or dead, they were all restless.
The gigantic beasts wriggled their bodies, trying to get away from the sky above their heads. However, even the swift beasts could not escape from the descending blood-red canopy, so how could they, with their huge bodies, be able to do so? The deformed trees that had self-awareness dug their roots deep into the ground, trying to escape from the surface. The small beasts and animals were digging holes in the ground, trying to escape from this terrifying disaster. Even the dead but still moving ominous creatures quietened down and returned to the bottom of the lake.
The residents in the wasteland were still struggling for their own survival when the blood red sky fell.
The earth was trembling, and life and death were also in chaos … The little beast looked at the sky in a daze, motionless.
The blood red in the eyes was also a danger that could arouse her strong desire to survive. However, when she looked up at the terrible sky, she lost the thought of moving for a moment. She could only see the redness in her eyes getting thicker and thicker.
No matter what the reason was, she then saw a scene that she had never seen before.
The blood red sky was torn apart.
In her vision, the red sky was separated from the middle. The line of the tear was so neat and smooth that it divided the red into two, like a piece of red paper being divided into two halves.
Then, her ears could not hear any sound.
There was a roar from the sky.
It sounded like thunder, but it was deeper and there was no lightning as an omen.
At first, the heavy thunder was like the sound of a drum in the brain and heart. Then, there was a strong sound wave … The sound wave tore the sky and scattered the red sky into pieces of red mist. It could no longer condense to the same density as before.
The calm surface of the lake would be shattered into pieces by the falling of a stone. Now, the red sky was also shattered like a shattered mirror lake.
Water was an amorphous thing. It could become a mirror again after it quieted down. However, this red sky, after being broken, seemed to have no chance to recover.
Holes were constantly being punched in the red sky, revealing the real sky that was blocked by it.
As for the red cloth, it was continuously poked with holes and shattered into pieces. Just like that, it slowly faded away until the sky returned to its original cold gray appearance.
This process was not peaceful or gentle.
Everything on the ground was not just a mere spectator. Those formless objects that could shatter the red curtain, those sound waves, also landed on the ground … The trembling of the heart and brain was merely the slightest manifestation of this.
The ground began to crack.
In this withered wasteland, it was not strange for the barren land to crack. However, those sudden depressions, those flying rocks, and the broken vegetation scattered into the size of grains of sand in the air.
Some of the strange plants that were deeply rooted in the ground did not escape the disaster as they wished. At least, they did not escape the invisible disaster. After every low rumble of thunder, the hard branches were broken into pieces. Most of the pieces were evenly spread out in the pit, while some were scattered in the air and swept away by the cold wind.
After those giant beasts were hit by the invisible things, most of their bodies caved in, becoming food that stuck to the ground and howled in grief while waiting for death. Some of them were completely flattened in the pit, no longer moving.
Compared to the soundless and strange red mist, the invisible object that shattered the red sky actually landed on the wasteland. Everything it touched was shattered, stuck to the ground, and scattered in the cold air.
The invisible impact that tore through the sky made the wasteland tremble. The dead lake that contained countless undying things was like a shaky wine cup, the surface of the lake swaying.
Then, all of a sudden, the surface of the lake exploded — that invisible thing also smashed into the surface of the water.
Even the hard frozen ground of the wasteland was unable to withstand such a strange impact and shattered. The surface of the stagnant lake scattered with a single touch. The water that exploded flew up dozens of meters and fell from the sky with the horror of death, turning into a grand scene of bones and rainwater falling down.
However, the spectator was only a small beast.
A thigh bone smashed into her body, waking her up, and she began to run.
It seemed that there was no safe place for her to hide. She didn't hide under the huge corpse that was easy to hide under. The thunder that fell from the sky could even smash a living giant beast to the ground. If she just hid and didn't move, she would easily end up in the same situation.
Her little intelligence left made her look completely different from an animal, and she also avoided the fate of being smashed.
However, if she wanted to live, she was afraid that it would depend on luck.
That invisible thing was traceless. The red curtain was a visible threat, but could she really avoid this invisible impact that only had the sound of thunder?
More than half of the dead lake's water had been smashed away, and most of the sediments had been sent flying into the sky. Rather than calling it a lake, it was more like a puddle. During this period of time, several invisible impacts had landed on the dead lake's edge, forcibly increasing the surface area of the dead lake. The water level had also become lower.
This was not an indiscriminate attack, but the wasteland became an existence that was affected — when the red curtain was completely torn apart and dissipated like smoke, the invisible attack disappeared.
The sky returned to normal, but the wasteland was already mottled with scars.
The small beast that was scurrying around to reduce the possibility of being hit looked up at the sky again.
Around her, the residents of the wasteland were scattered everywhere, and there was no trace of them. Only she was still in the dead lake that had been smashed to twice its original size, or it should be more appropriate to call it a puddle.
Before she could calm down her fear, suddenly there was a sharp whistle that cut through the air. It did not sound like a sound that a living creature could make, and it brought a meteor.
That's right, the meteor that appeared during the day fell from the highest point in the sky, where she could only see when she looked up high.
The red meteor fell into the dead lake, and another curtain of rain was set off. Then, billowing smoke rose from the lake, engulfing her who was by the lake.
Inanimate objects would not choke from breathing in the smoke, but she was not used to the heat of the smoke. She wanted to leave this dense smoke with sparks, but she could not find the direction.
She hugged herself with both hands and staggered as she tried to leave this place. However, she was even closer to the dead lake. When she walked into the lake, even the ice-cold lake water became boiling hot, causing her to let out a roar.
What exactly fell into the lake and changed the dead lake into a different state, she had no idea, and was just blindly walking around.
At the place where the boiling lake water reached her knees, she touched something.
It was a rare thing in this wasteland that was smaller than her, if it was still whole.
She thought that it was a black beast, and it should have nimble limbs, but if it did not even have half a body, then it was impossible to talk about having limbs.
It was a black beast that had half of its body cut off. Its hind legs and most of its abdomen had disappeared, and only a smooth cut surface was left, and the cut surface extended to the neck … This was a corpse that had most of its body cut off, and only a part of its upper body and head were left.
If this was really just a wild beast.
No wild beast would not be without organs or blood, and the one in front of her was not the remains of a living creature, and it might not even be a living creature.
On the cut surface, there was not flesh, but metal tubes. It was something she had never seen before, and it made her suspicious.
At the end of the cut metal tubes, there was a blue liquid dripping down. Just from the smell, she did not think that it was blood. This smell was too pungent, and it was too dazzling.
That's right, that blue liquid was shining. It was clearly not the sun, but when she stared at it, it made her feel fear. This was not an inanimate object, this thing was still alive, in a form she did not know.
It was because that pair of eyes were open, and just like the blue liquid, they were sparkling blue eyeballs.
That pair of lively eyes did not match the incomplete body at all. After being destroyed to this extent, could it still have such eyes full of vitality?
As an inanimate object, she could feel the power of life. The one in front of her was not emitting the aura of death, and it was not a manifestation of vitality.
No matter what, the power that kept it alive seemed to be slowly dissipating with the leakage of the blue liquid.
She did not know how to deal with this unknown existence. After being stunned for a long time, she finally reached out her hand to the black beast head.
The beast head with blue eyeballs slightly narrowed its eyes, and hot air came out of its nose, falling on her hand.
The blue liquid that kept leaking out dyed a large area of the lake blue.
Under the mirror that was dyed blue, she could vaguely see the bottom of the lake. There was a small blue light flickering at the bottom, and every time it flickered, she could vaguely see the outline of an incomplete human figure.
The blue light that could penetrate the lake gradually weakened, and became a faint light, sinking into the depths of the gray lake.
The lake returned to silence.