Doomsday Extinction

In the desert, the wind whistled, the sand and fog 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. He carried a ferocious black giant sword as tall as a person on his back, and his steps were steady. Wherever he went, it seemed that even the light was dimmed a little, and there were countless ghosts and ghosts roaring around him...

Finally, he stopped on a dune.

Turn the angle of view...

On the opposite side of this soldier, there are several large army formations that are neatly arranged and terrifying in number.

Dark armor with a cold luster, sharp weapons exuding an aura of death, hoofs restlessly digging into the ground, mounts that snorted constantly, and all kinds of beasts and ferocious birds exuding a prehistoric aura...

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 sent out various orders intermittently, and fierce beasts howled one after another...

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

The sword qi was horizontal and vertical, and the two sides slammed into each other...

The wind suddenly stopped...

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

The screen freezes at this moment.

The blood that covered the sky and the sun slowly faded, 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 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 conditioned reflex...

"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 was soaked with sweat.

I have to say that this dream is really too real, especially when Xia Jian saw his face and his eyes wide open angrily looking at the sky, his soul almost came out of fright...

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

Just in time, 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..."

"Opening 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 felt that he was really bad enough: first, he was knocked unconscious by a certain mystery - until now, he has not figured out how long the dizziness passed out, and finally woke up, as soon as he opened his eyes, he touched To a madman trying to kill himself.

Next, I encountered a perverted mouse. Your mouse has taken hormones, so it doesn't matter if it grows so big, 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...

"Right, what is this place..."

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

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

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

no windows...

The only entrance and exit is on the opposite side. One of the four-four method exits is just enough for one person to pass through. The iron door above is the kind with a round handle, and it is very rusted...

If you guess correctly, this should also be a basement, but it is still not 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 flesh 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.

Looking down at her 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 about the size of a slap~www.wuxiahere.com~ In the middle, a 'cross' knife was cut by a sharp tool, and there was still residue on it. With some powder of unknown composition.

The wound should have been treated simply by someone.

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

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the survivor raised him in captivity as food—it's the end of the world, and this kind of scene doesn't 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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Another ten minutes passed...

There was a series of rustling sounds at the entrance, and the circular handle was slowly turning...

The owner of this basement has returned.

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

It's not a big mistake to be careful. Before he knew the identity and purpose of the other party, he decided 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. Let alone 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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