Dimensional Invasion Of Doomsday

America, Texas.

The blazing sun poured down from the sky, continuously scorching the wilderness below, clusters of drought-resistant plants and dry animal bones dotted the red land.

A gust of wind blew by, round tumbleweeds bouncing on the ground and rolling into the distance, and mutated vultures soared in the sky, scanning everything below with their blood-red eyes.

These creatures that should only eat rotten meat, after being infected by biochemical viruses, are now not only interested in carrion, they even prefer the juicy flesh of living creatures compared to disgusting carrion.

At this moment, an oval-shaped portal appeared in the open space below, and then a figure walked out of it, and then this figure seemed to have encountered something unbelievable, and stayed where it was.

However, the mutated vultures in the sky don't care about this. To them, the figure issued is like a delicacy that appeared out of thin air. If they don't act quickly, they will definitely be torn clean by their greedy companions.

After mutating, the wings that became more timely and powerful flapped vigorously a few times, and the huge reaction force caused the body of the mutated vulture to bombard the figure below like bombs that were falling.

Looking at the unresponsive figure, the blood-red eyes of the mutated vultures flickered cruelly. They seemed to have seen the scene where the figure was torn apart by them and eaten up.

Ji Zhang's claws shone with a metallic color, and the mutated vulture's claws were only an arm's length away from this figure, but this distance would become the distance between life and death in the next moment.

Puff puff puff!

A series of cracking sounds sounded, and the heads of this group of mutant vultures were almost simultaneously smashed into blood mist by the air bullets fired from the void, and their huge bodies were also blown away by this force. There were miles of bloodstains on the ground.

"Phew! I was in a bad mood at first, and you all came here to seek death. I really don't know what it means."

Qin Han's face under the mask was a bit gloomy, looking at the mutated vulture corpses around him, he muttered to himself, because the moment he stepped out of the portal, a series of system prompts made him almost go berserk.

[Ding! Professional Qin Han came to a foreign land through the portal, and his skills are being tested. . . The detection is completed, no sealing skills are required. 】

[Ding! Professional Qin Han's inventory is not compatible with this space, and he is temporarily sealed, and the assimilation is turned on, and the assimilation time counts down to 500 hours. 】

[Ding! Professional Qin Han's physique is being suppressed. . . Suppression failed. . . Experience penalty starts to get experience value 50% (ordinary) -30% (elite) -10% (leader) boss to open punishment. 】

Looking at the item bar that had turned gray and could not be opened, Qin Han sighed, but at this time he had adjusted his mentality. Because my main equipment has already been worn on the body, even if the item bar cannot be opened, at most some supplies cannot be used.

Don't forget that Qin Han also has a legendary space arm ring, which stores enough medicines and supplies for Qin Han to survive in the apocalypse for ten years.

And most importantly, although his inventory is sealed, evolution points can still be extracted at will. It seems that the system encourages professionals to consume evolution points.

"But this kind of experience punishment is annoying."

Qin Han pulled up his hood to cover the scorching sun, the god-level equipment nature of the death cloak was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, not only easily covered the big sun on his head, but also exuded a comfortable coolness from under the cloak The wind completely insulates the outside world from the high temperature of forty-five degrees.

Looking around, the desolate wasteland made Qin Han feel a sense of loneliness as if he was the only one left in the world.

Grinning, Qin Han whispered.

"It's really a familiar feeling. I don't know why I really want to smell the smell of adventure."

Taking a step forward, Qin Han's figure flashed and appeared a hundred meters away, and then Qin Han's figure flashed again and again and disappeared.

This is not a skill, it's just that Qin Sai's speed of moving too fast caused this teleportation-like effect.

Hay Badlands, one of countless wildernesses in Texas.

Tom rode his beloved war horse galloping in the wilderness, but he was not in a good mood to take his beloved horse for a walk, but because behind him there were five people who were also riding war horses, but with veils on their faces and guns in hand. Because of the bandits who kept robbing him.

...asking for flowers...0

It was unlucky enough to say that Tom just wanted to leave his long-standing stronghold to hunt some prey in the wilderness, and exchange some evolution points for repairing equipment and replenishing bullets.

But when he had just killed a wilderness buffalo (similar to the existence of yaks in the cold region of the Tianchao District) and harvested the prey, five wilderness bandits that suddenly refreshed appeared 100 meters behind him.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough to ride the horse and turn around and run away, at this time he would have been shot into a sieve by these humanoid monsters with pistols.

Raising his own weapon, a blue six-shot revolver, he turned his head and counterattacked a few times, but the wilderness bandits easily turned over and hid. Seeing such a scene, Tom gave up the counterattack and drove My beloved horse ran in a big circle towards the place where I came, and ran over to the small town of Ma Keer.

Because he knew that he might be able to deal with a wilderness bandit in a one-on-one situation, but in a one-on-five situation, all he could do was run as fast as he could, and run to the town as fast as possible.

bang bang bang!

Bullets passed by Tom's side in a thrilling manner. At this time, the shirt on Tom's body was soaked in sweat, and it was hard to stick to his body after being steamed by high temperature.

But he didn't dare to relax at all, because he knew that as long as he slowed down a little, the accuracy of the opponent's hitting him would be greatly increased, and then he might only have a dead end.

Hearing the heavy panting of the horse under him, Tom's heart sank continuously. Although this sixteen-year-old horse has been strengthened by the system, it has a physique that surpasses that of a racehorse.

But it also depends on who it is compared with. If it is compared with the war horse ridden by the wilderness bandits, Tom's old horse is really an old horse.

At least under this kind of full gallop, its physical strength is definitely not as good as that of the bandits who are chasing behind.

Just when Tom felt his old horse start to slow down, a voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Excuse me, I want to ask the way?".