Apocalyptic Dark Age

Gao Feng and Ye Kui, who had their conversation interrupted, walked out of the tent in displeasure. They were surprised to find that the previously bustling camp turned out to be like a ghost land. Except for the bloody kid walking towards them, there was no one else.

Gao Feng looked at the ten blood bastards who were all in one body, with admiration in his eyes. Apart from his Storm Legion, it was rare to see such a disciplined team, and discipline was Gao Feng's only criterion for measuring whether a soldier was excellent.

Neither Ye Kui nor Gao Feng took the blood bastards seriously. If there was really a problem, they could kill them out. If there was a sudden outbreak, even 80,000 desert warriors might not be able to keep them. They are not as afraid as others. .

The ten blood brats lined up in front of the peak, and their shields hit the ground heavily. The swords and guns in their hands were neatly slapped on the shields, making a loud noise, like an opening declaration.

"What's the matter?" Gao Feng had spoken before, no longer hiding his clumsiness, and took the initiative to ask with a Mandarin accent from his previous life.

While asking, Gao Feng saw all the details of these bloody bastards. Their clothes and armor were neat but damaged. The swords and guns were all made of steel and had chips and cracks. Although they were carefully maintained, they were still close to being scrapped.

Everyone has a strong smell of blood, which is the residual blood stains on their clothes and armor that cannot be washed away. Every gap is filled with the blood stains left after the plasma has dried. Everyone's expression is cold and indifferent. After fighting for the rest of their lives, they realized that they no longer cared about anything except fighting. They were no longer human beings, but a group of evil Shura ghosts.

This expression is particularly kind in Gao Feng's eyes. In his previous life, the veterans among his subordinates all had this kind of enlightened expression. They regarded themselves as dead people in their hearts. Apart from fighting, nothing else could make them happy, and only in fighting. Only then can they feel that they are still alive.

Gao Feng's inquiry was responded to, and the leading bloody kid stepped forward suddenly, his eyes piercing Gao Feng's eyes, like a tiger coming out of custody, issuing a wild threat, and disappearing in Gao Feng's indifferent expression. Ye Kui was the same, but Ye Kui Kui glared back with an even fiercer look, making the bloody kid almost vomit blood and fall down.

Gao Feng and Ye Kui didn't know that this was the blood bastard's recruitment. Generally speaking, warriors who are not strong enough will always panic briefly in such threatening eyes, but the blood bastard is only the limit of ordinary people, even if they Even if he transforms into Shura, he will not pose a threat to Gao Feng and Ye Kui. His expressions can be seen by the blind man. On the contrary, Ye Kui and Gao Feng will pose a huge threat to the blood boy.

People who have fought for the rest of their lives have one thing in common, that is, an insight into danger, otherwise they would not be alive here. In the eyes of these bloody brats, Gao Feng and Ye Kui are two extremely dangerous figures, leaving them untroubled. The zombie face is a little more vivid.

"Please join us. The Blood Cubs are the most powerful team. Only in the Blood Cubs can you truly enjoy the pleasure of fighting on the battlefield..."

Facing the strong man, the leader of the Blood Zai lowered his head as a sign of respect for the warrior and invited the two of them to join him. Ye Kui had no idea and turned to look at Gao Feng.

Gao Feng hesitated for a moment and nodded. He was also very curious about this team. In addition, the blood cubs were in the third column and were already very close to where the three major vanguards were stationed. It would be more convenient to find the planets then...

When Gao Feng and Ye Kui ignored Ma Cha's sad eyes and left the team, the group encountered several other teams of blood bastards on the way, all with two or three strong desolate warriors. They were all obviously from the fifth class. The only difference between the strong men selected from among them was that Gao Feng and Ye Kui walked beside the blood bastards' formation, at the same head as the captain, while those people could only follow behind the team, and the gap was clear at a glance.

The real core area is not as messy as the edge area. It is clean and tidy. The tents are like white clouds, scattered in an orderly manner. Every ten tents have a deep well for washing. From time to time, healthy and plump girls come in and out, holding in their hands. Carrying some hot water or sundries.

The tents here are also very large, and the smallest tent can accommodate ten people. However, the tent owners here quietly disappeared after the appearance of the Blood Zai, obviously not wanting to meet the Blood Zai.

Gao Feng also discovered that the desolate warriors here all have good skills. Whether it is equipment or armor, they are all very sophisticated. Steel weapons are not uncommon here. Even in a corner, Gao Feng saw ten black iron cannons. The same specifications as the cannon used to attack the Fortress of Despair.

When they arrived at the station of the third-class queue, they continued to move forward. At this time, more small teams gathered, each team brought three to five strong Huangren warriors. At this time, Gao Feng frowned, remembering that he had died in the previous battle. There are less than forty blood brats in total, right?

The small teams gathered together with the large team. Seventy or eighty small teams led more than 300 desolate warriors to the core area. This was a huge area that would not be observed by outsiders, occupying at least one-twentieth of the camp. An area of ​​​​1,000 people occupies one-twentieth of the 80,000-person camp, which shows how powerful it is.

Gao Feng immediately remembered what Ye Kui said. If he didn't use his power, Ye Kui could only kill two hundred blood bastards at most before dying of exhaustion. With the blood bastard's madness of fighting to the death, he could kill at least two first-year students Jie Xianfeng is a very powerful trump card. No wonder he has such privileges.

In their wild thoughts, the team finally stopped. At this time, Gao Feng and Ye Kui were taken aside alone and stood with the Bloody Zai, while the other three hundred or so warriors were huddled in a heap at a loss.

The buzzing of mutual whispers was as chaotic and noisy as a swarm of bees, coming from among the desert warriors. However, no one of the bloody brats in their early thousand years spoke. They all straightened their backs and stood to one side like statues, staring at the desert warriors. Soon the buzzing sound disappeared and all the warriors stopped talking.

At this time, a burly man with bright red body walked out from among the blood cubs. This man's whole body was wrapped in exquisite red leather armor, and he wore a red helmet with a single horn on his head. The helmet was very deep, hiding his cheeks in the shadows. In the middle, he looks like a giant over two meters tall, with a five-foot long sword hanging on his waist. The bright red leather scabbard is inlaid with thirteen black gems, but the hilt is plain and plain.

Seeing the long sword, Gao Feng's eyes suddenly widened. This was the first time he saw someone using a long sword as a weapon, whether in the wilderness or in Cuiliu City.

"The blood cub selects soldiers..."

The man shouted loudly, and the loud sound was like thunder, which shocked all the Huangren soldiers.

"Kill kill kill..."

Three murderous roars were like thunder, immediately frightening more than ten Huangren warriors out of formation.

"You..., get out..."

Without any explanation, the man pointed at the deserted people who had withdrawn from the team and shouted orders. Although some people were dissatisfied, they scurried away under the cold gaze of the blood cubs who looked over at the same time.

After dispatching more than a dozen weaklings, the blood-armored man held up an animal skin bag with dozens of crystal-clear brands all over the bag and said loudly:

"As long as there are thirty-nine bloody brats, those who can grab the dominoes will stay, and those who can't will get out..."

After saying that, he didn't take another look and left the pile of crystal dominoes at his feet. The hundreds of desert warriors behind him looked at each other, as if they didn't understand the situation.

The man had already walked in front of Gao Feng and Ye Kui. A bright light flashed in the shadow of the helmet, causing Gao Feng and Ye Kui to narrow their eyes slightly. They felt a faint threat at the same time.

The person who can make them feel threatened is at least a powerful half-step, just like the beautiful girl that Gao Feng met that day who couldn't be beaten to death, and this person is obviously not simple.

"Grab it..." A heartbreaking cry suddenly came from behind, and then someone yelled and fought together. The chance was less than one in eight. If you can grab the dominoes, you can reach the sky in one step and become the most powerful blood kid. , enjoy the best food, the plumpest women, and the strongest wine.

Neither Gao Feng nor the blood-armored man paid attention to the beaten Huangren warriors. They just looked at each other and made guesses.

"Are you Gaara?"

The man in blood armor suddenly spoke, making Gao Feng's heart tighten. Thousands of calamity threads rushed out of his hair, swirling around his head like a halo. Ye Kui's aura was also thicker, and his eyes were fierce and evil.