As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

The seven-member team was left with four in an instant.

After running for a long distance, Zhang Shitou also changed from being carried to running on his own.

His eye sockets were red, the surface of his skin was red, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the four of them gradually stopped.

"Whew...the distance should be widened now."

"Our current location is probably close to the gathering place of Lin'an Mountain, everyone first slowly..."

"Grass."

With a muffled bang, the young man hit the ground with a heavy fist.

Zhang Shitou gritted his teeth, looking at the mountains and mountains behind him, the pressure on his body came out unconsciously.

He is only 22 years old, even though he is powerful, his mind is far less mature than his companions.

What's more, what happened to him was so desperate that he couldn't breathe.

Defend the city, defend the city, defend the city.

The city has been defended for more than ten years.

Run, run, run.

Ten days of endless fleeing.

Kong You can't exert all his strength, or in other words, it doesn't count as strength at all.

This kind of aggrieved feeling is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

The rage of youth has no way to vent.

"Stone."

The man beside him patted him on the shoulder.

"Uncle Yang, I hate you so much." Shitou's fist trembled slightly.

"Cheer up, don't let your spirit be polluted." Team Yang sighed.

An orange glow emanated from him, covering the stone.

His expression gradually slowed down.

The young man wiped off the blood on his face, untied the water bag around his waist, and took two gulps.

A known liquid found on the road, after drinking it, he belched, and two blushes appeared on his cheeks.

"Uncle Yang, I'm fine."

Zhang Shitou took two deep breaths, gritted his teeth, and put the water bag in place.

"I said you boy, why did you have to go north with the team?"

Dui Yang shook his head with a bit of worry on his face, "Near death in the north, those of us will do our best, but you must rush to be the vanguard. If you defend the city honestly, how can you suffer so much?"

"I'm not afraid of suffering, what I'm afraid of is pointless defense."

Zhang Shitou clenched his fists, "I must help the team go north successfully, so that we can be worthy of our Reef City!"

"You really are a rock." Uncle Yang laughed and cursed, then shook his head, "Who among us is not a rock."

He turned to look at others, and then his expression changed, "Old Feng, your arm!"

Zhang Shitou also looked solemnly.

I saw a light gray layer from the fingertips of the man's left arm.

It wasn't obvious at first, but after a closer look, you will find that this ray of light gray is constantly expanding!

Pfft!

Cut off at the shoulder!

He acted decisively and amputated.

The arm fell to the ground with a heavy bang.

There wasn't a single drop of blood falling from the fracture, but a strange light gray color appeared instead.

"That alien species just now!"

Zhang Shitou immediately thought of the eyeball.

"Uncle Feng, I'll help you."

He stepped forward immediately, a layer of orange flame appeared in his palm, and then rushed towards the wound.

Captain Feng didn't refuse, he let out a soft snort, and forcibly endured the burning pain.

After burning, the cross-section turned to charred black, which was considered normal.

"Okay, it's alright."

Feng Dui let out a mouthful of foul air, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Come on, hold on, we're getting closer, we're really getting closer."

Team Yang spread out the map.

The four looked at each other, and they could all see the light shining in each other's eyes.

I hope this thing will get smaller and smaller as it waits, and bigger and bigger as it moves forward.

And they finally saw the hope that belonged to Reef City.

"Let's go." Several people packed up their mood and set off again.

But who would have thought that they had just walked dozens of kilometers away from the gathering place.

Feng Dui suddenly fell to his knees clutching his heart.

"Uncle Feng!" Zhang Shitou's complexion changed, and he stepped forward to support him.

"No need." The other party forced a smile, "I thought that breaking off an arm just now would have an effect, but now it seems that I overestimated myself and underestimated that alien species."

"If my condition was better, or if the opponent was weaker, it would probably be another ending, but unfortunately there is no such thing..."

He slowly fell to his knees and lay back.

The white lines on the body continued to spread, and the skin began to harden where it covered.

"Go, go north, go and see Da Zhou for me."

He forced a smile and waved to the two of them.

It's already at the end of its strength, once the momentum is vented, it will be powerless.

The remaining three built a grave for him.

The body was burned in the flames, and according to Uncle Feng's wish, the ashes were scattered in the air.

The wind from the south, I don't know if it can pass through the subjugated area, pass through the Canglong Ridge, and bring his body to the north.

If the wind cannot, the human voice can always.

As long as they can move forward, they will be able to carry their names to the north.

Bring the names of the million souls to the north.

On the 15th of Beishang No. [-], there were only three people left in Zhang Shitou's team.

The next day.

In the unknown subsidence area, one of them was attacked by a heterogeneous toxin, and the toxin was stimulated when drinking water, and he died.

The movement attracted the attention of other aliens, and the two fled without taking care of each other's corpse.

In the team of 75, the remaining two are Captain Yang and Zhang Shitou.

One lost his right arm, and one lost his left eye.

Kitakami No.18.

They ran out of ammunition and food, and in order to avoid being chased and killed, the two hadn't eaten for a long time.

Knowing that time was running out, Team Yang took out the last piece of compressed food, which was made of pool water mixed with the energy of strange things in Reef City.

While the stone was asleep, he forced it into his mouth.

"Your body is younger, stronger, and able to withstand more pollution."

"In fact, I couldn't hold on for a long time. I just held on with all my strength. Now I really can't hold on."

"I have a lot of experience, and now that I am getting closer to the north, I just go forward and don't need to rely on this experience."

"Go north, keep going north, you can go farther."

Team Yang said.

No more graves.

Although the next road is short, there is no supply, and every trace of strength must be preserved.

I don't know what happened to the other teams.

Among the 75 people, only Shishi was the last one left.

He didn't know if anyone had reached the north, but he was going to be the first, and he would be the last.

Team Yang died, and the survivors traveled more than ten kilometers.

There are peach groves growing, and the fruits hang on the branches, heavy like jewels.

Take a bite and articulate.

The boy's eyes were red.

What will happen if the Yang team persists for a little longer?

Kitakami No.19.

Over the mountains.

No.20.

Over the mountain again.

No. 20 a day.

An abandoned gathering place appeared in front of him.

Polluted tanks, unsupplied youth are powerless to clean up the pollution.

The body is shaky.

Consciousness tends to be fuzzy.

Just when he was about to lose his hold, he suddenly saw a group of figures.

They were dressed in neat uniforms, shining in the dark night.

They repelled the alien species and cast their gazes in unison.

puff.

The young man who had persisted for more than ten years fell to his knees at this moment.

He was panting heavily, and the traces of alienation on his skin were hideous and terrifying.

The young man who has not shed a single tear for [-] days in the north is crying like broken pearls at this moment.

He has no strength, no strength left.

Really can't walk anymore.

At this moment, he couldn't even tell whether what was in front of him was illusion or reality.

Named Stone, according to what his parents said, they hoped that he would be as inconspicuous as a rock, but let the wind and rain blow.

Of course, it's all wind and rain. He thinks that bamboo, pines and cypresses sound better than stones.

But he felt that he was indeed like a stone, like a stubborn stone.

So stubborn that I really persisted for twenty days.

but.

Some things, even if he doesn't do it, someone will still do it.

So that person could also be him.

His eyes were red, and those figures seemed to be getting closer.

Zhang Shitou suddenly regained his energy, his only eye was blurred, and he couldn't see the person clearly.

The more he wanted to open his eyes, the heavier his eyelids became.

The illusory night, and the light emanating from the other party's body make people feel like they are in a dream.

He didn't know how a force surged up in his body, supporting him to speak.

Crouching on the ground, looking up.

Choking like a child, he opened his mouth to say the words that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years:

"We come from the South, the fallen South."

"The Reef City, there is a Reef City in the Tiantai Mountains, and it has not surrendered for 50 years."

"Ask for Da Zhou's support, ask for Da Zhou's support..."

And follow-up according to instrument detection.

The pollution index in his body has seriously exceeded the standard, completely reaching the level enough to dissimilate the fourth order.

perhaps.

Life does have miracles.

In short, the approaching figure seemed to freeze.

Lift him up.

At the last moment of passing out of coma, the stone from Reef City heard a gentle voice.

"Thank you, please rest now."

"Leave it to us."

"Da Zhou heard your story."