Dawn of a New Era

The night is like water, with a hint of gloom.

Clouds like tulle cover the moon, and the moon halo is an eerie red.

A gust of wind blows by, and there is a rustling sound. In the hazy mist in the distance, there are shadows, ghosts and ghosts, like a wisp of smoke, as if countless shadows are shaking.

More than a dozen, dozens of virtual creatures, taking advantage of the mist and night, sneaked silently.

Abu looked vigilantly at the searchlight in the distance, but his heart was full of blood and excitement.

Abu is not his full name, his name is composed of dozens of syllables.

Soon the names of traditional Yanzhou people often reflect the circumstances of their birth. In addition, many people will also add their own life experiences to their names when they grow up.

The older you are, the longer your name tends to be.

Just like Abu.

His full name is: Wrinkle, Friday, Heavy Rain, Big Handsome, Strong, Big Banana, Coffee Garden, Hunter...

Recently he added Warrior of God and Bravery.

Of course, don't worry about these.

...

Bless the Lord of Lightning!

Bless the Lord of Lightning!

...

Abu and a few people hid in a tree, prayed in a low voice, then looked at the warriors of the gods from other tribes not far away, and whispered: This time Addis Ababa of the Ororo tribe is also here. !

Everyone glanced at it secretly, in awe.

Addis Ababa is the most powerful warrior in this area. Before he became a warrior of God, he had the strength of a martial artist. It is rumored that he is capable of fighting elephants and tearing lions alive. His strength is extremely terrifying.

The tribe he belonged to has also become the most powerful tribe in the area, and in fact controls the Pabra area, becoming a powerful force.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Two years ago, he and his tribe were defeated by the Pantheon Society. Many people fled into the mountains and forests and disappeared without a trace. He didn't return until the Lord of Lightning came, and his strength became even stronger. horrible.

With him here, we'll be safe this time! Uvaru, the tribe's chief, whispered.

Everyone nodded.

After all, hunting is a high-risk thing. Even a warrior of God, if he is not careful, he will stay here. Those foreign soldiers are not mobs.

ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

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The night gradually deepened.

There are more and more phantoms around, the number is as many as sixty or seventy, like ghost shadows.

It's started. Uvaru whispered.

Abu, who had been waiting and almost fell asleep, was refreshed when he heard the words, and immediately opened his eyes. A group of phantoms took advantage of the searchlights to step on the smoke, and quickly approached the watchtower near the refugee area, all the way to the barbed wire. forward.

Then carefully...began to dig the ground.

The reason for this is that there are bombs and landmines near the barbed wire fence. If there is any movement, it will explode. Someone was killed last time.

...

More and more phantoms started to move.

Abu couldn't bear it anymore: The patriarch...

The more people hunting, the higher the security, but the greater the possibility of being alarmed, it is best to act together, be quick with your hands, slow with your hands, and evacuate quickly after killing a few unbelievers.

Wait a little longer. The experienced Uvaru whispered, and in order to strengthen his persuasiveness, he added: They haven't acted yet in Addis Ababa.

Everyone calmed down again.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long, and Addis Ababa looked around with disdain in the distance, and then started to move. His figure left only a faint shadow in the moonlight, like a mass of fluctuating air, inconspicuous in the night.

Following his movements, the scattered phantoms waiting around also acted immediately.

The killing has begun!

Abu's heart was pounding, and he followed the team through the cave, speeding up and rushing towards the nearby watchtower.

A soldier on duty, without realizing it, was revealed and his neck was quickly broken.

Efficient and silent, as proficient as twisting a chicken cub.

This is the strength given by the Lord.

Abu feels that only greatness can be described. Although he has experienced it countless times, every time it makes his heart happy and his blood boils.

With the continuous killing, he even faintly felt that his strength was slowly increasing, which was the Lord's appreciation for his actions.

Zizizi...

However, in less than half a minute, the silence was broken, and the sound of machine guns firing came from beside my ears.

Enemy attack! Enemy attack!

Ready to fight……

Countless flares shot into the sky one after another, accompanied by sharp whistles.

Abu suddenly woke up from the joy of killing.

Why so fast this time? Those careless idiots again!

He quickly jumped down from the watchtower, the night sky was as bright as day, and a large number of bullets flew past his ears, carrying a hint of gunpowder smoke.

He didn't have much fear, his body avoided a rocket launcher like a phantom, and quickly rushed towards the nearest trench.

He reckoned how many more he could kill.

Whoosh!

A bullet passed through his body, and he didn't realize it at all. After a few seconds, his body rushed directly into the trench and began to slaughter. He didn't have a weapon, but his hand was the best weapon.

Under his iron hands, the fragile flesh was pierced like a rag, and blood spattered.

stop!

A martial artist of the yellow race walked over quickly, his shape was like a shooting star chasing the moon.

Abu sneered in his heart, and rushed quickly.

Not afraid at all.

He had killed a foreign martial artist before, and it felt like that. In the face of the power bestowed by God, a martial artist has no resistance.

After his body is emptied, he is not afraid of physical attacks at all, but as long as he is given a chance, there is only death.

However, as soon as he got closer, he saw an extra metal can in the opponent's hand.

I was wondering what this is when.

The next moment, he saw a raging blue flame spurting out of the jar.

He felt the flesh and blood on his chest dissipate quickly under the flames as if evaporating, and the original excitement of killing seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, and it quickly subsided, and his whole body shivered.

How despicable!

He flew back quickly, then turned around and retreated.

The other clansmen were still fighting, but he no longer had the will to fight in his heart.

It's nothing to be ashamed of if you can't fight and run away, it's normal for everyone to do it.

Even the former government army couldn't make such high demands, at least he had already killed several of them.

After running for two or three kilometers in one breath, he stopped and recovered his body.

His chest was burning hot. He looked down and found that the surface skin had completely disappeared, leaving only bloody muscles.

Damn it.

Fortunately run fast!

The battle in the distance was still going on, he quickly climbed up the tree, watching the battle while waiting for the other tribesmen to return, but his main focus was on Addis Ababa

The other party is terrifyingly strong, like a ghost, like a god of death who harvests souls.

All the soldiers, there is no single enemy in front of him.

So strong!

The other party is already a legendary legendary powerhouse.

However, at this moment, drastic changes occurred.

He saw that Addis Ababa seemed to have found some terrifying existence, turned around and fled as if frightened, his movements were as fast as lightning, and he fled the battlefield quickly. While he was wondering, the next moment he found a large number of warriors of God, one by one fall down.

With a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, he subconsciously looked towards the sky, and saw a figure floating quietly, as if a god descended.