Doomsday Extinction

In the desert, the wind was howling, the sand and mist danced wildly, and on the distant sand dunes, a mysterious figure walked slowly and alone. He was wearing a black hooded trench coat, and the whole person was hidden in the black coat and hat. Sweeping, he was carrying a ferocious black giant sword about the height of a man on his back, his steps were steady, and wherever he went, it seemed that even the light was dimmed a little, and there were countless ghosts and ghosts roaring around his body...

Finally, he stopped on a dune.

The angle of view is reversed...

Opposite this soldier, there are several neatly arranged and terrifying army formations that are facing him.

Dark armor with a cold luster, sharp weapons exuding the breath of death, hoofs digging uneasy on the ground, mounts that snorted non-stop, and all kinds of beasts and ferocious birds that exuded the aura of prehistoric desolation...

The entire army was so orderly that even the roaring desert seemed to be forced to crawl under their monstrous killing intent.

The mysterious warrior slowly took the giant sword from his back...

The army formation intermittently sent out various orders, and the fierce beasts howled one after another...

The next moment, the opposing sides moved at the same time, and the tiny black sand grains and the huge slaughter torrent charged towards each other almost at the same time...

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the two sides collide with each other...

The wind suddenly stopped...

Under the setting sun of blood, limbs and arms were broken everywhere, corpses piled up like mountains, and the desert turned into a boundless sea of ​​blood...

The screen freezes at this moment.

The blood that covered the sky slowly faded away, and all the perspectives finally focused on a small point, and then quickly zoomed in...

It was a corpse, the corpse of that mysterious warrior...

A gust of wind blew, and the black hood that was on the mysterious warrior's head was blown aside...

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In the dark and narrow space, there was a sudden burst of violent gasping...

Opening his eyes abruptly, Xia Jian straightened his body, and sat up like a shy condition...

"Fuck..."

Xia Jian patted his chest with lingering fears, and felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason...

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, mysterious warriors with terrifying force, and that familiar face...

"Fortunately it was just a dream..."

Xia Jian held his forehead, but found that his hair had been soaked with sweat.

I have to say that this dream is really too real, especially when Xia Jian saw his face, and when he saw his dead eyes staring at the sky with anger, his soul almost came out of fright...

"Wait, what's going on..."

Just as he was feeling, Xia Jian suddenly realized that there seemed to be something more in his mind, and he beat his head heavily. Not long after, an inexplicable message suddenly popped out of his mind...

"Opening the Warrior Heritage..."

"Open warrior inheritance?"

Xia Jian's head was full of question marks, "Is this something magical? When did it come to my mind..."

Xia Jian pondered for a long time, but couldn't get to the point. Instead, he made a mess in his mind and turned it into a big mess. He could only rub his temples, not thinking about it for the time being...

In fact, thinking about it, Xia Jian feels that he is really bad enough: first, he was stunned for some obvious reason - until now, he has not figured out how long the dizziness passed out, so I finally woke up, as soon as I opened my eyes, I touched it. To a madman trying to kill himself.

Next, I encountered a perverted mouse. Your mouse has taken hormones, so it doesn't matter how big it is, at least it is still within the range of human understanding, but what Xia Jian can't accept is that the mouse can still make Hidden weapons, like scorpions, will give people needles, and as a result, their minds are not fully awake, and they are put in again.

With this half-day's lesson, Xia Jian can also figure it out: the outside world is too dangerous now, and he will still be safe in the future...

"By the way, what is this place..."

After finally getting a little more comfortable, Xia Jian finally realized that something was wrong with the surrounding environment - this was not the place where he was fighting that perverted mouse at all.

The small room of about ten square meters was very dimly lit, and the only light source was from a pile of bonfires that were about to go out.

The whole room was empty, except for some clutter in the corners.

no windows...

The only entrance and exit is on the opposite side, an exit of the four-four method is just enough for one person to pass through.

If you guessed correctly, this should also be a basement, but it is not yet possible to judge the purpose of this basement...

Xia Jian pounded his head heavily, trying to figure out what happened, but unfortunately he only remembered that he was finally stabbed by a mouse, and the blood-red meat tube was still vivid in his mind.

After resting for a while, Xia Jian moved his body and felt that there was nothing serious, but there was still softness on his body, a little feeling of being unable to exert himself, and the numbness on the outside of his thigh.

Look down at your thighs...

Xia Jian found that his pants had been taken off, and the jeans were thrown on the ground at will.

The outside of his thigh, where the mouse's tail had pierced, had swollen up to about the size of a slap. In the middle, a 'cross' was cut by a sharp tool, and there were still some unknown ingredients on it. powder.

The wound should have been treated simply by someone.

If there is no accident, the reason for saving himself should be a kind-hearted survivor.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the survivor raised him in captivity as food - now is the end of the world, and such a scene does not often appear in novels!

With a position in his heart, Xia Jian lay down on the spot again...

The bonfire in the middle is still burning quite vigorously for the time being. Judging from this, the owner of this basement should not have left very far, so he is not sure when he will come back. An identity to reach each other...

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After about ten minutes...

There was a series of rustling sounds at the entrance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The circular handle was slowly turning...

The owner of this basement is back.

After thinking about it, Xia Jian closed his eyes and planned to continue pretending to be asleep.

It's not a big mistake to be careful. Before he can figure out the identity and purpose of the other party, he decides to observe it first.

Soon, the iron cover of the entrance was opened from the outside.

A figure stooped and climbed in.

He was wearing a black hooded cloak, and his whole body was hidden under the black cloak. Not to mention his identity, he couldn't even tell whether he was a man or a woman.

After he came in, he first glanced in the direction of Xia Jian, as if to confirm whether Xia Jian was awake, then walked directly in front of the bonfire, turned his back to Xia Jian, and slowly squatted down...

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