Apocalyptic Dark Age

The scarlet sky is the eternal theme of the western wilderness. The sun behind the clouds exudes scorching heat like fire. The earth is baked by the high temperature and rolls up layers of twisted air, like the twisting airflow on a stove. The barren The earth and the sky have the same color, and it's hard to tell which one is the sky and which one is the earth.

Men with strong muscles and wearing shorts like bodybuilding coaches surrounded a pit with a radius of ten meters. In the pit that was several meters deep, they were preparing for a brutal fight. However, the two sides who were hunting were unexpectedly surprising.

On one side is a boy who has just turned twelve years old, and on the other side is a beast that is bent down with its hair all over and its white fangs exposed. Both sides are facing off in an extremely tense atmosphere. Just above the pit, there are corpses of beasts and boys. Placed separately, the corpses above determine the fate of both parties. Only one of the two parties can survive.

The young boy's face is full of childishness. Compared with the bulging muscles of the strong man above, who is watching indifferently, his arms are as thin as poles. Gritting his teeth, he may show a fierce look, but the violently shaking legs say He was extremely scared at the moment.

The sand wolf's exploded hair was stained with mottled blood, and its sinister triangle eyes were fixed on the young man's throat. His open mouth was filled with sharp white teeth, and drops of wet saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth. He couldn't wait to get it. After enjoying this sumptuous meal, the sand wolf finally couldn't bear it anymore and jumped forward in front of the boy's horrified and dilated pupils...

"Ah!!!" Gao Feng opened his eyes suddenly and gasped loudly as he looked at the light beam that penetrated through the hole in the ceiling. In the dark room, millions of dusts swirled and danced in the bright light beam, which was complicated and silent.

Staring blankly at the dancing dust, his mind was still immersed in the moment when the sand wolf pounced. It was like a nightmare, but so real. The sand wolf gasped, blood filled the air, and the indifferent eyes of hundreds of men made him confused for a moment. Qing, is the world in dreams real, or is the world in reality just a dream? Or, none of it is true.

The dark room was low and depressing, which was completely different from the small, messy but warm room in his memory. Gao Feng quickly closed his eyes, trying to escape from the environment of this room. After a long time, he heard his own heartbeat, his own Breathing and the vague noise outside, he once again proved feebly that he was no longer in the place in his memory, but in a strange room and a strange world.

He hoped that this was just an illusion, but everything really appeared in his eyes. He couldn't help but sit up from the thick fur and stared blankly at the cracked and damaged mirror opposite. Suddenly, he thought of something and lowered his head to look over his shoulder.

At the last moment of the dream, the terrifying sand wolf was biting his shoulder. It was the sharp white teeth biting into the flesh that made him wake up from the pain. As expected, there was a circle of old scars on the shoulder with tight muscles, and there were deep scars. Some were shallow and scattered in irregular circles. Seeing these scars, he could recall the heartbreaking pain in his dreams.

This is not a dream, this is what really happened to him, but he has never experienced the peak. His mind is not the original consciousness of this body, but suddenly merged with this body a month ago. It just merges with the body. Not integrated with the world.

"Huh..." He breathed out fiercely. Gao Feng didn't want to think about it anymore. In the past month, he kept trying to find the memories he had lost before. Every time he wanted to find memories other than his name, , would give him a splitting pain in his head. Every time the pain made him wish he had died, but once he had doubts in his heart and unnaturally tried to think about it again, the pain would come back again, like an evil spirit. The xìng cycle allows him to escape from pain, escape from pain, and escape from everything before.

He doesn't know who he is, and occasionally some memory fragments flash through his mind. The memory fragments are completely different from the world he lives in. It's as if a modern man who has lost his memory has traveled to a barbaric period. Even though he looks like a barbarian, On the inside, he is still a modern person. Even if he loses all his memories, he is still out of place.

He got out of bed and stood in front of the mirror, picked up a rag and wiped it gently. Originally, the mirror was regarded as a novel decoration by the owner, and he didn't put much thought into taking care of it. It was covered with stains and dust, but Gao Feng couldn't explain why he had to wipe it. Maybe after wiping it off, you want to find your old self in the mirror instead of the confused self?

The young man in the mirror is very handsome, with the ferocity of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and despises everything. He has medium-length curly hair that is as unruly as a lion, but he is not familiar at all. Even though it has been a month since he saw Gao Feng, he still feels strange and alienated. Although there is no It startled him like that on the first day he woke up, but it still made him feel uncomfortable, like a familiar stranger standing in the mirror looking at him.

He couldn't remember that he couldn't find himself in the past, he couldn't find himself, he didn't know the meaning of his life, just like now, eating rough and book-like sand date cakes, staying in this dark room, looking for After he had tried countless times in vain for all the clues that could prove him, he would lie down on his bed and look at the dark ceiling. In this strange and cold night, he slowly fell into the world of cruel killings in his dream, or in other words, and The original memories of this body are intertwined.

The small and cramped room was not empty. There was a pile of unexplainable things piled under the bed. They seemed to be toys collected by the previous owner of the body, skulls of wild beasts, weird and hard branches, stones made of glazed material, and Some things he was very familiar with but couldn't remember, some damaged glassware, mineral water bottles without labels, the bottles were covered with mud and dirt, but he could tell the texture of the plastic, and he could only tell it was Plastic, I can’t think of anything else.

What touched him the most was the metal box on the bed that was used as a pillow. It was extremely hot during the day and cold at night. The box full of hair oil and smelling like it could make people feel a little cooler during the day. It was the most precious thing in the house. One of the things, but what touched him was not the box itself, but the mottled and faded red cross under the box. He felt that the cross was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it, as if he was in the memory fragments that passed by. , he had some impressions, which were the only clues he could remember from the past.

The box felt greasy to the touch, and Gao Feng was desperate. He didn't have much time.

The owner of the body is about to face the biggest test in his life. As a servant, he will participate in an assessment that determines his fate, an assessment on the thin line between heaven and hell, just like the test of killing in the dream.

The test in the dream was like a child's game and a grown-up's war to the assessment he was about to take, making him full of helplessness and worry about his fate...

Even if he doesn't want to, he can't hide in the room forever. Every time he opens the door, it is a test of his heart and a sign of his official contact with the world.

"No matter who I was before, now I am the Three Claws, the Three Claws of the Western Wilderness. No matter what secrets I had in the past, now, I must survive first..." Gao Feng kept hypnotizing himself.

The moment he opened the door, the blood-red sky appeared in front of him like the sky in his dream. The overwhelming heat wave swept in from the narrow door, blowing and blowing his medium-length curly hair...

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