Apocalyptic Dark Age

Gao Feng is not a kind-hearted person, but he pays attention to one thing. Anyone who kills the enemy together or gets stabbed together is a comrade. He is never stingy with his comrades. He doesn't know how many people the healing medicine given to Huo Ya can save, at least. He felt comfortable.

After sitting on the bed for a while, Gao Feng held his twisted ankle in a daze. In front of him was the disassembled pistol. The model of the pistol was different from all the models in his memory. This pistol was extremely powerful and had no recoil. Small, but the accuracy was somewhat unsatisfactory. Each of the few shots he fired on the battlefield exploded the skull of a desert warrior, but he clearly saw that he was aiming at the center of the eyebrows, and most of the blast locations Deviation.

The pistol that made him resentful and entangled has become scrap metal. On the contrary, the importance of the saber has become more important. But when he thinks of the battlefield where blood is splashing and heads are rolling, he always feels a little depressed. Gao Feng is not. The King of Cold Soldiers is more accustomed to using spurs in infiltration operations. He will never forget the pleasure of clearing threats from a long distance.

"If we can't think of another way, it will be difficult in the future..." Gao Feng murmured to himself as he looked at the scattered pistols, his eyes swept over the military spurs, and his mind flashed back to the time when he used the military spurs to charge into the front line of hundreds of people. , was immediately frightened back to reality by that kind of suicidal dash. This was not practical, and he didn't want to die too quickly.

Then he looked at the fang knife placed not far away. The fang knife had a rough and powerful shape. It was a single horn of a beast. The blade was extremely sharp and could easily cut through stones and trees. It was light in weight and could be held in the hand. The hand can easily cut a human body into two ends at high speed, but the length of the fang knife made him shake his head, and it was not much stronger than the military thorn.

What methods can be used to improve one's combat effectiveness? He couldn't help but think of the throwing spear. The power of the throwing spear was not small. Within ten meters, few people could avoid it. In the beginning, the throwing spear was used to open the gap. Then he thought of the weight of the throwing spear and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The most one person could do was to open the gap. After throwing six spears, you must rest, and a single soldier cannot carry too much. He can't find someone to carry it for him, right?

"It would be great if there was a sniper crossbow..." A thought suddenly flashed through Gao Feng's mind, and a dark sniper crossbow appeared in his mind. The power of the sniper crossbow is no less than that of a gun. It can hit 100 times within 300 meters, and it can be recycled. The crossbow is the best weapon in this world.

"But I don't know how to make it?" Gao Feng lowered his head in frustration. The parts of a sniper crossbow are much more complicated than those of a pistol, and they are also very picky about the environment. If it's okay to shoot cold arrows, you're still looking for death on a frontal battlefield.

"Woodflower?" Gao Feng looked up and remembered the method he used to kill Night Demon. Night Demon was a demon king in his heart that was more powerful than Black Claw. He never thought that he could be killed, even if a bullet hit his head. It was bounced away, but the inconspicuous liquid of the eucalyptus flower, which was only intended to be used as a poison gas bomb, could actually kill it. This shows that the eucalyptus flower has unimaginable power.

There were all kinds of weeds besides healing grass around him, as well as woodland flowers. It was not troublesome to extract a drop of woodland essential oil. Soon the drop of woodland essential oil appeared on his fingers, blue and transparent, exuding It has an unpleasant smell.

Any liquid extracted by him can be controlled by him, and can be shot up to thirty meters away, but if you want to control it, you can only swirl it within one meter around him.

Soon Gao Feng became familiar with this strange method of operation, letting the essential oil of arborescens swirl around him, spinning happily, like a satellite.

"Fire..." Gao Feng thought of another way to use this drop of essential oil. He picked up the saber, took out a piece of flint, and struck the flint with the back of the knife. Sparks soon came out, and the sparks splashed in the air. The moment they touched the essential oil, After being ignited, the temperature in the air rose around the small flame, allowing Gao Feng to feel the scorching heat emanating from the thumb-sized fire ball.

"It's a bit interesting." Gao Feng became interested. He slid his fingertips and let the blue flames rotate carefully around him. He calculated the burning time of the essential oil until five minutes later, only a flame the size of a mung bean was left and dissipated in the air. Let Gao Feng He jumped up with joy, grimaced in pain and sat down, looking at a pile of rosewood flowers with a silly smile. He finally had a way to deal with the world.

"But how can I get fire?" The problem arises again. Knocking the flint once is okay, but on the battlefield, it is a bit unrealistic to immerse yourself in making fire. He can't hold a torch at all times, right?

"Is this a flintlock gun? It would be nice if there was a lighter..." In the fantasy, Gao Feng kept moving and purifying the essential oil drop by drop. When he had just filled a three-inch high wooden bottle, he heard a shrill female scream. The call came from outside the black account.

The next moment, the screams were replaced by men's screams. Gao Feng grabbed the saber and rushed out. From a high position, he saw several indentured slaves falling to pieces in the middle of the team, with their scattered internal organs scattered everywhere. Yes, more indentures wanted to escape, but they were all thrown together by the rope, like grasshoppers on a rope, twisting chaotically.

The reaction speed of the tribal warriors was extremely fast. They rushed over several people in an instant, raised their swords and chopped off their heads one by one, stopping the panic.

"Ah!!!" The delicate scream of the stunning beauty was still roaring beside him, which made Gao Feng feel angry. He turned around and was about to slap her, but when he saw the plump face with raindrops, he suppressed the anger in his heart. Angry, he pointed sternly behind him and shouted: "Get out of here, don't yell here..."

As he spoke, there was another scream, but it was the tribal warrior who drove the indenture back to his position. A burst of dust exploded around the tribal warrior, and then turned into more than a dozen pieces of corpses. Now the chaos was renewed. Unable to stop, some of the desolate slaves who had already taken action halfway broke free from the ropes and climbed up to the mountains on both sides with a huff. Others were like headless flies, crawling wherever it was dark. .

The chaos of these people is just a farce in Gao Feng's eyes. If it were him, he would definitely not climb a mountain with an almost 80-degree angle, nor would he go into the remote Gada. He would sneak into the place with the most people. Find out the identity of the attacker first, and then look for opportunities to escape.

Therefore, the chaos of the indentured slaves ended in tragedy. The warriors did not care about the indentured slaves who climbed up and rolled down. They just carefully guarded their surroundings. In this chaos, Black Claw also looked at the crowd below indifferently. He had no intention of taking action at all. Just as Gao Feng thought, he was prepared to find out first before talking.

The attack was like a wave, one after another. Each panicked indentured servant or calm warrior was torn apart out of thin air, scattering pieces of internal organs and messy bones all over the sky.

"Blood? Where did the blood go?" After experiencing the tribal battlefield at the peak, what I saw most was not the corpses but the broken flesh, but the blood. The overwhelming blood could drown the ankles, whether it was the enemy's or his. I have seen it a lot, but here, the entire canyon is like an oversized sanitary napkin, absorbing all the blood.

The human body is like a water bag. After it is broken, the blood and water splash like raindrops, which cannot be stopped. But here, it mysteriously disappears into the air, as if there is an invisible vacuum cleaner sucking it up.

"Intangible?" Gao Feng once again noticed a new problem. When he figured it out, the hair-raising panic spread from his tailbone to the top of his head.

"Fuck the gerbil..., what the hell? I won't even let go of the long-horned beetle..." There was a faint cry from Two Claws, and Gao Feng's dazed spirit returned to the scene, only to see a horned beetle falling to pieces in the same way. On the ground, mixed with human corpses.

"Aren't you going to attack people alone? Are you going to kill all living creatures?" I don't know why, but a strange word came to my mind: vampire.

The snow-white skin, deep-set eyes, elegant demeanor and handsome face are the vampires in Gao Feng's memory, but this thing will only appear on the screen that is constantly playing pictures, showing fictional stories one after another. An invisible killer that's better than a meat grinder.

"Three claws, three claws..., do you know what it is?" The gaping teeth under the earth lizard raised its big sweaty face, opened the big mouth that hadn't even wiped off the rice residue, and used the gaping teeth to Dazui, who had lost his front teeth, shouted to Gao Feng. He was really anxious. The invisible terror was the most frightening thing. Now all he could count on was Gao Feng.

"I don't know..." Gao Feng obviously had no intention of letting Huo Ya come up and sent him away at will.

"Three claws are too boring. If you have a woman, you don't need brothers..." Huo Ya looked at the high peak with a feeling of chest tightness and sadness. He muttered to himself, holding the fang knife, and walked desolately in the other direction.

"Where are we going? Just stay here..." Gao Feng saw Hua Ya trying to leave and shouted anxiously.

"You mind me, the floor here is hot for my feet, I'll find a cool place to die..." Hua Ya stood up his chest aggrievedly and proudly, as if he didn't care about Gao Feng.

"Bullshit, you won't die if you stand here. Didn't you see that the ones who died are all the guys who were standing in a cool place..." Gao Feng's words made Hua Ya stunned. When he turned around, he saw that this was really what happened. All the attacks were In the direction he was going just now, he immediately jumped up and shouted to the other side: "Come here quickly, come here if you don't want to die..."

"What are you yelling about, this damn kid? Will you feel better if you call that thing over?" A voice suddenly sounded not far behind Hua Ya. He turned around and saw Zhan Zhi holding a knife, squatting at the feet of the lizard under Feng Feng. , if Huo Ya could see through the memory in Gao Feng's heart, he would definitely believe that the pole traveled through "Legend of Gods and Ghosts".

"Uncle Zhanzi, you are well-informed, what is this thing?" Huo Ya was very angry at Gao Feng and refused to allow himself to get on the earth lizard, so he automatically walked up to Zhanzi whom he had fought with and asked.

"I don't know, maybe Black Claw and the elders know..." Zhan Zi opened his one eye exposed to the linen cloth, not letting go of anything around him, and said absentmindedly.

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