Dark Blood Age

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poison qi!

Five people, whose visceral displacements were almost shocked by the impact, had just climbed out of the landing bay, had not yet taken off their space suits, and a rushing alarm sounded in their ears.

Colorless, odorless poison gas!

The ground is filled with corpses and deadly horrors, not only of animals, but also of plants.

The owners of these bodies suffered intense pain before they died, and their bodies were extremely distorted, holding their throats, some even scratching them, and their flesh and blood were blurred and still unstoppable from death and suffering.

They witnessed the tragic condition of the bodies, did not dare to take off their costumes and crawled forward through the piles.

A huge city is right behind them, with about a few alien vehicles cruising around in the dark smoke of a dense city.

Apart from “teenagers," all four of them are elite warriors, capable of at least four or five floors, returning to the ground for much shorter periods of gravity adaptation than the average person, especially Yaya, who has actually been able to stand up.

But in order to avoid being discovered by alien vehicles, they had to sneak up on the body and crawl, stopping collectively once they encountered an alien vehicle slightly closer.

It is also impossible, with only five of them, who, if found, are in the range of poison gas, possibly with only one dead end.

Those spacecraft seem very confident in the effects of poison gas, and there should be no large-scale examination to scan for signs of life. Otherwise, the technology of the Hall of Sciences would also make it possible to discover surviving life, let alone the more advanced aliens.

They soon flew in other directions and continued to release this poison gas.

The sky also gradually dimmed, and the sun finally fell to the horizon as if it were bloody.

The burning city immediately became very visible, full of fire, a desolate sight after being ravaged by the enemy, but no voice was heard, perhaps it had been slaughtered in its entirety and turned into a city of the dead.

In the dark, they stepped forward and advanced for a distance, encountering a medium-sized four-wheeler full of children's bodies, many of them still sticking their eyes on the windows, as if breathing hard, flashing in the distant flames, blatantly horrified.

Ya hold the assault rifle tightly in your hand, and "teenagers" are more worried about Alpha and the show right now, are they still alive?

Show, be sure to live!

He stared at the sudden gleam of enormous light on the distant horizon and the faint cloud of mushrooms, his heart shrinking a little.

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They moved the children's bodies out of the quadricycles one by one without daring to drain them neatly to avoid detection, and then started the vehicle, crushing the endless corpses in front of them to escape the gas zone.

Along the way, besides corpses, all they could see were corpses, as if there were no more living things in the world, even plants dying on either side of the road.

All five were silent and no one spoke.

The more they move forward, the cooler their hearts become, the more suspicious some of them gradually suspect that their lives will come back.

Is it watching your race be exterminated? Or die again?

Without the cheers of heroes, without the tears of loved ones, they are greeted only by a world of death ravaged and massacred by alien fleets.

Jaya turned on the radio, and the void inside was full of noise, and she couldn't hear a signal.

The whole world seems to be dead, with only five of them left, and spacecraft lights from time to time in the sky.

The medium-sized quadricycles ran out of energy, and they replaced the other one, constantly replacing it.

Through a small city that had been razed to the ground, through a large city that had been burned to ashes, through a river full of corpses, through a village that had become scorched earth, through three gas zones, almost swept by a wave of mushroom clouds, and on the edge of a city that was littered with electricity, it was almost hit by dust, finally meeting the first people to flee since they landed.

The crowd, with blue hair and dark hair, is now indistinguishable from each other. Cersei, shaking like a bug, hides in the ruins of ruins and dares not attempt to flee to the West until night.

It was only after finding a man to know that Al-Quds Al-Sharif had fallen and Mount Dashen had been occupied, that the remnants of the main force were retreating westward, and that alien forces were hunting for it.

“I guess they want to go to Olympic Snow Mountain. ”

"If Mount Dashen has been occupied, there is no second place to survive except Mount Olympic Snow," she opened a map she had picked up and stopped on a mountain range along the western route. ”

Raccoon nodded: “Legend has it that Lord Hull is here to hear the voice of the Supreme God, and this should be the last hope! ”

Another surviving blue-haired soldier also said: "Over the years, the Hull family has accumulated countless supplies in Olympic Snow Mountains, and has long regarded the entire mountain range as their own territory, making it so sturdy that it is probably the only place where alien armies can withstand attack. ”

Qiao Ya glanced at the blue-haired soldier and said: "I don't know if Qiao Mai and Enlightenment have the power to break that limit. ”

It's an unanswerable question, but it's one that five people expect, and they don't know when, they just want to come out of two as soon as possible to be the rumored savior.

When they encounter their compatriots, even those fleeing like maggots, they tense and choke their heartstrings slightly to relax, and then they are surprised to find themselves alive!

The first thing she found was something wrong with her body. Her chest was burning like a fire. At first, she had always thought it was the anger of a cavity in the face of the slaughtered corpse after land. Now it was a little calm or accepting reality. Instead of extinguishing it, she found that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, like burning her body.

She had a strange dream and was ashamed of herself even when she had a short break. At this time, she dreamed of such absurdity.

“Juvenile” did not sleep, he had always had the task of vigilance, he was always the first of the five to detect danger, and he seemed to be very experienced, acute and vigilant in the present situation.

The raccoon thinks it's natural, and even decides that he will use his sword!

But not only is he a raccoon, but Jaya has never seen him draw a sword even once.

Daytime lurking, night operations, while they also know that the technology of alien spacecraft, darkness, cannot be the outfit they hide from, creates at least a little sense of psychological security for people.

Relying on the acumen of "teenagers", they escaped the danger over and over again, most recently in a small formation of alien self-propelled robots who seemed to be exploring underground resources without discovering them.

Finally, at dawn, they caught up with the retreating army and fled to the western reaches of the mountainous basket of blue-haired brunettes.

The alien army is probably busy cleaning up the remnants of the rest of the world or is already at war on Mount Olympic Snow, who have not been attacked for the time being.

However, they have not been able to survive long enough and the food is long exhausted. Even if they continue to move forward, they will not be able to reach Mount Olympic Snow and will eventually starve to death on the road.

The "teenager" miraculously encountered the alfalfa here, and she followed the students of the academy for a distance protected by the army to get here alive.

As soon as I saw him, Alfalfa almost didn't recognize him. When I found him, he collapsed. He jumped up and held him tightly, crying: “Big Brother Egg, I lost the Show, I lost the Show...”

“Juvenile” suddenly chirped. Something feared along the way finally happened. It was already a miracle that Alfalfa was able to live. Show did not enter the Temple Waiter College and was not eligible for priority protection.

“Where's Zhoma?” He wiped a tear of alfalfa and frowned deeply.

“He went to see Sister Niyue before the aliens arrived, and now he doesn't know where he is, whether he's alive or not.” Alfalfa still held him tight, as if he had let go, and he would disappear at any moment.

“Don't be afraid!” He carried the weak alfalfa on his back, and then his fierce eyes glanced sharply at the Orient: “Let's go find the show, live to see, die to...”

“You can't go!” Ya on one side immediately blocked in front of him, stopping the way.

“Out of the way!” He looked at Ya coldly.

“Seth, calm down. He's going to live, he's on the run, or he's going to die, he's not going to live in the east!” Ya won't let go. pointing to the alfalfa on his back: “You're going to die, and you're going to put her in! ”

He looked to the eastern sky and said, "I promised Alfalfa's grandmother I would take them back to the prairie. ”

As he was saying, the mountains shook in a fierce position, and hundreds of flames shone simultaneously among the mountain plains, and huge waves quickly swept in.

Numerous alien warplanes were drilled in the clouds, whistling and diving to the ground, the light blazing out the frightened fleeing crowd and the poison gas pouring down the sky.

“Let's go! ”

Ya couldn't help but drag the “teenager" to the west.

He hesitated for a moment to go into the curve and leave, but the next moment he realized clearly that the alfalfa could not bear that power at all and would inevitably be torn apart.

And he couldn't put the alfalfa here and stop the enemy himself. The speed of the alien warplanes was too fast, and under the poison gas, people had fallen like waves in pieces, and it was about to reach here.

It turns out that the alien army has not attacked this fleeing crowd, not because of a shortage of troops, but because the people waiting to survive are gathered together and then massacred efficiently!

And this one is probably the last one in the vicinity, and shortly after they arrived, they immediately started killing.

“Let's go! ”

The raccoon fired several shots into the sky and dragged his clothes to the west as well.

Helpless, he had to follow them behind his back to the west to speed up his escape.

But as soon as they emerged, the escape had been delayed, with more and more alien warplanes closing in from all sides at high speeds, blocking all directions, forcing them back to the crowd with fire, concentrating them, releasing poison gas and killing them in the cheapest possible way.

These fighters could not be perceived with certainty before they took off, and they must have been very far away from being ambushed.

At this moment, besides the speed at which it enters the curve, it is impossible to break through.

The people around them were hit and fell, the tide was compressed back, and the center that was being driven away to the alien warplanes was crowded. At this moment, they had lost sight of what was also a dead end, all instinctively struggling to survive.

“Juvenile” is also stuck in the crowd, although he can be forced to crash, but the poison gas under the warplanes in front is scattered, more so dead!

The alien warplanes fired indiscriminately over them, whistled and swept over their heads, frightened the crowd to soften to the ground, and they pulled up proudly, as if they were not in a hurry to kill them quickly, but slowly tortured and dragged them through a great panic of life and death at a time.

They have plenty of time.

They do have the technology to disdain them, and the dense numbness in the mountain plains is surrounded by all sides, and they are able to limit the spread of poison gas in the air and form a huge circle, but they can spread like a circle at any moment.

“Juveniles" do not know what they are going to do, all they can see is that they are like hundreds of thousands of people in a frightening circle, loosen the limit of poison gas, poison the outermost circle of people, watch the nearly poisoned people stare desperately at the crowded inside, then stop, then loosen the limit...

After dozens of repetitions, until they were also bored, they stopped the boring “game” and dropped many white uniformed “people” from hundreds of alien warplanes flying over their heads.

Head like them, no tail visible, body all included in uniform.

As soon as these “people" get to the ground, they move back in horror and squeeze desperately.

They had some instruments they couldn't understand, they scanned a lap, and they walked into the crowd, one hand squeezing the jaw of the man who shivered Cersei, one hand separating the clothes with a knife, seemed to be doing some checks, and then they took some people and locked them in a fighter plane.

No one dares to resist, watching them with horror.

One of the closest girls to the "teenager" was chosen by them, a blue-haired girl whose clothes had been stripped naked, and the “people” surrounded her, not in previous tests, but communicating with each other, with “people" pulling her curly tail from time to time.

The frightened blue-haired girl, with her hands covered and her body slightly bowed, started silky, should have been curled to the tail between her legs and pinched in the hands of a "man".

Another “person" opened the hands of the blue-haired girl with a cold weapon in her hand, she trembled for a moment and wanted to resist. A “person" next to her suddenly raised her hand, and shot the blue-haired person behind her in the head. The person fell to the ground without a chance to hum, his head splitting and bleeding.

Then several alien “people” pulled out of the crowd one by one, holding their heads down on the ground, lined up, and one of the “people" started shooting at each other!

One bullet at a time, tearing away the dignity of the crowd and destroying their psyche.

Nor do they seem to have done this for the first time, very naturally and skillfully.

The blue-haired girl was scared to death and trembled violently. When the cold weapon opened her hands again, she finally did not dare to resist. When the cold weapon moved away, she stretched out her hands and wept, expanding there in a humiliating position.

At this time, however, no one thought that the “man” who opened her hands with an ice-cold weapon, turned around and chatted with his companion, then lifted the weapon at will, and did not look at the blue-haired girl, extremely casually was a shot...

Red, naked blue-haired girls slowly fall into the bloodstream.

Alfalfa covered his mouth tightly, his body kept shaking. “Juvenile” was also stunned, looking at those “people” who were still chatting about something, his heart seemed to be filled with something.

Ya bit her lips, her face pale, her hands fisted, the soldiers next to her grabbed her, humiliated and helplessly shook her head.

But her expression may have fallen into their eyes, and it is more likely that the instruments in their hands discovered that they were different from the energy levels of the people around them, and that several "people” in white uniforms drove the crowd away and came straight to her.

Everyone knows very well what happens when they fall into their hands.

Ya instantly made the decision and resolutely drew the dark sword!

Immediately afterwards, the other three fighters around them brushed out their swords!

I'd rather die than be humiliated!

If only a few of the thousands of comrades on the ship were left, they shouldn't have lived. Why die?

Looking forward together, the three soldiers beside her burst into tears, smiling slightly, walking out and rushing towards the enemy.

“Kill!”

After the three figures followed her, they rushed out one after the other, holding their swords against the enemy.

Ya's energy level is high, and her sword is fast, like a rainbow.

However, the white uniform “man” looked at her, waving only a strange weapon in his hand, a long, lightning green whip swept over, instantly knocking out the dark sword in their hands, along with their people, pulled up high, then tied tight by a rope like magnetic light, then heavily pulled to the ground, pulled under their feet in the direction of the long whip contraction.

One hit, just one hit, they lose!

Yea's eyes were filled with silence, she struggled to kill herself no more, and waiting for what would be next made her desperate.

Three other soldiers were also shot down and dragged towards them.

The raccoon struggled desperately with the rope and stared dead at the "teenager”: “Draw your sword, kill me! ”

Ya just remembered violently that “Juvenile” didn't have a sword. She raised her last glimmer of hope and turned her head and looked deeply at him: “Draw your sword, Seth Biya, kill me...”

“Draw your sword, Cesbia, and do not let me fall into their hands! ”

“Draw your sword, Cesbia! ”

“Draw your sword! ”

“Draw your sword! ”

……

She knew that "teenagers" could not save themselves in the hands of so many enemies that, like the raccoons, she only asked “teenagers" to kill themselves with one sword.

Yet he seemed extremely painful and hesitant, his hands hanging on the handle of a sword, but he refused to grasp it.

Whipping them over and over, struggling to scream, beating them with blood, beating her so that she could no longer shout, desperate she could only creep her lips and stare dead at the "teenager”:

“Draw your sword…”

“Draw your sword......”

“Draw your sword......”

At this time, a white uniform “man” looked up at the "teenager” and the whip simultaneously smoked past, but at that moment, his mask's face suddenly panicked.

Yea, who was about to be dragged to the feet of his enemies, did her utmost to end by shouting:

“Draw your sword, Cesbia!!! ”

“Juvenile" raised his head and grabbed the handle of the sword with tears, shattering and floating, as if holding it was not a sword, but an eternal pain.

Brass room, mountain plains, wind and cloud discoloration!

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This chapter was already sized yesterday. I fixed it today. It feels good. It's starting to climax. Ask for a recommendation ticket.

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