Doomsday Dark Age

Rubbing his heels, the strength accumulated for a long time burst out suddenly, like a sideways pounce to avoid a bomb, dodging the stabbing of the four-armed knives, the next moment, a bright blue spark flew down, like a meteor falling on the ground Inside the cave full of corpses, braving gas. [~]

Huge flames erupted suddenly, forming fiery red clouds and sweeping around in an instant. Gao Feng fell heavily on the ground and rolled over and over again, and was shaken up into the air by the blast wave. Behind him, the terrifying death screamed and was swept into the fire cloud .

The air around him was completely sucked by the fire cloud. The strong suffocation caused Gao Feng to open his mouth like a dead fish, his eyes swelled out, and the overwhelming dust wave immediately covered him. When he was ready to catch the peak, he heard a bang, and the dust flew high up like a waterfall, and then fell backwards. Immediately, all the slaves, women and girls were covered by the dust all over the sky and rolled away. together.

Explosions came one after another, one after another, the flickering red light was obscured in the dust and mist, but people could see the shadows all over the ground around them clearly, the sound of violent coughing and the cries of the coming of the doom repeatedly sounded around , Huoya got up from the ground in a daze, stretched out his arms and spun around in a circle, thinking nothing in his heart, he just murmured: "I want to catch the three claws, it's only close, I want to Catch the three claws, it's almost..."

Gao Feng was on the verge of the explosion, and the fire wave of the explosion was lingering around him. The swirling airflow did not send him as far away as a broken tooth, but he was lying not far from the explosion point, fighting for his life in the violent trembling of the ground cough.

With the sound of coughing, large and small sand and stones fell like raindrops, quickly filling his body. The natural gas holes here have accumulated for many years. After being ignited, they exploded continuously, expanding the cavity, and Sending countless sand and stones into the sky, the scorching air waves are burning, quickly absorbing the surrounding air, Gao Feng coughs, but slowly recovers, although he still feels suffocated and hot, but it is much better than before few. [~]

Gao Feng collapsed under the floating dirt, powerless, and he didn't even have the strength to push the dust off his face. The previous blow took all his strength. Even though the enemy's life and death were unknown, it made him calm down, and he couldn't muster up any more. Strength, at this moment, the floating soil on his body shook violently, as if something stepped on his back, and then lightened, the heaviness suddenly disappeared.

Gao Feng's heart tightened, and he remembered that biological weapons are conceptual weapons specially constructed for war, and it is very likely that they have considered the factor of resisting explosions, that is to say, the terrifying Reaper is not dead yet...

Thinking of this, the strength that disappeared due to relaxation returned to his body again, endured the severe pain in his chest, propped his hands on the ground and straightened his back suddenly, got out from under the soil, squinted his eyes and saw that he was walking forward with a limp He gritted his teeth and let out a muffled grunt, without thinking about anything, his legs stared at the ground and suddenly exerted force...

The explosion not only crippled one leg of the terrifying Reaper, the burning fire wave also scalded its sensitive and well-developed nerve plexus into a series of blisters, and its perception of the outside world was infinitely reduced, and even the peak lying at its feet noticed No, Gao Feng got up and rushed out, and the terrifying death was rushed to him without any accident...

Gao Feng and the terrifying Reaper rolled down together, and the saber in his hand pierced the terrifying Reaper's neck again and again. Under the trumpet mouth, there was a small triangle hidden. This is the real key point of the Horrific Reaper. Gao Feng, who is best at grasping intuition, pierced that place time and time again. []

The Grim Reaper was entangled by the peak at zero distance, unable to wield the arm knife at all, and could only endure the fatal puncture. At this time, the mucus flowing from the terrifying Grim Reaper's body was almost gone, and its original smooth skin could no longer glisten, becoming It was dry and bitter, and the thing sprayed from its neck was no longer the greenish-green blood, but unexpectedly bright red, which deepened Gao Feng's guess about it.

The scalding and frightening blood flowed down Gao Gao's left hand holding its neck, making Gao Gao's palm feel unbearably hot. Gao Gao couldn't help roaring and pinched it into its throat again, like a mad beast, and continued to stab the saber, even if he The palm of his hand was scorched to ashes, and he wouldn't let the son of a bitch go.

The terrifying Death could no longer wail, like a fish out of water, struggling for death. At this moment, Gao Feng felt a burst of coldness from the hot and unconscious left palm, and an inexplicable substance came from the wound of the Scary Death. It was pulled out, and slowly formed a scaled clay on his palm.

This layer gradually hardened, but the extent of the terrifying Reaper's struggles kept getting smaller and smaller. When Gao Feng's left hand was as hard as plaster, the Horrifying Reaper finally stopped moving, and Gao Feng exhausted his last energy, crooked. He fell on the horrible death and passed out.

There is always a moment for the diffuse dust to dissipate. The thick dust is like volcanic ash, covering everything, people, corpses, weeds, asphalt swamps, and finally only a gray piece is left.

There are no traces of the battlefield on the undulating ground anymore, only the wreckage that has been erected for an unknown number of years still remains the same as before. A patch of asphalt blacker than dust.

A little farther away from the asphalt, he stood up suddenly, shaking off countless dust and sand, but still couldn't see his appearance clearly, so he yelled loudly: "Three claws, three claws..."

The cry was sad and miserable, with the rare crying sound of wilderness people. Huoya never cried when he died. Wilderness people are not allowed to cry since they were born. They believe in sweat and blood, but they don't believe in tears. , Tears is a weak noun, a weak person is not worthy of being called a wilderness, but he broke his teeth and cried out for the sake of the peak.

Figures climbed up from him one after another, all of them looked the same, gray, and couldn't tell whether they were men or women, adults or children. At this moment, a woman with a plump, round body Standing up, although she also covered her face with blackheads and covered her skin, her majestic breasts showed her gender,

She walked up to Huo Ya first, shook Huo Ya, but Huo Ya ignored her, and screamed sadly: "Three claws are dead, three claws are dead..." That shrill roar pierced the heart, and the heavy and stern voice made people cry. Two clear tears flowed from the woman's eyes, washing away the thick dust.

"Howl howl? Be careful, I came here to teach you in the middle of the night, the man in the wilderness only bleeds but not tears..." The violent roar was like the howling of a lone wolf, coming from the mouth of the rod.

"Three claws are dead, three claws are dead..." San didn't respond to the pole at all, still howling heart-piercingly, what he was crying was not tears, but the depression in his heart, he hated himself for being useless, even if he wanted to die, he couldn't die , he always believed that if he died, Gao Feng would survive.

"We're alive, we're alive, we're alive..." Huo Ya cried out heart-piercingly, and the bondmen stood up and cheered loudly. They are the only ones who have seen How can people who survived the fear of death not cheer?

With the cheers of the bondage slaves, the women also howled, they were equally happy, happy that they survived, but the men cheered for their survival, they cried for their survival, and the women cried , the children cried too, but they were scolded by the men. They only allowed girls to cry, not boys.

During this process, all the kinsmen and women did not even pay a single glance at Hawtooth and Rod. For them, Black Claw abandoned them, which meant that they automatically abandoned them. The slave girl is a truly free person, a free person in the wilderness.

Rod no longer stopped Huo Ya from crying, and slowly lay down on the dusty dust, looking at the cloudy sky, he never thought that he would survive, he was the only one left among the more than 20 abandoned tribal warriors One, if he hadn't happened to be lame, might have died too.

Whether life or death is meaningless to Rod. Before in the barren tribe, he worked hard for the reward and promise of Black Claw, but here, he just worked hard for the sake of his life. A wilderness man's nightmare, he survived, but he was not excited to defeat the terrifying death, too many people died.

There were more than 600 Qinu at the beginning, all of whom were barren warriors. There were more than 600 women, and children were not counted. In the chaos, more than 200 Qinu fled, and less than 400 of them took up arms and were willing to fight. To resist, there are more than 500 women. Now, except for the number of women, there are only less than 100 barren warriors left. It can be seen how heavy the casualties are?