Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Win, win..." The last few tribe warriors fought with their bodies covered with flesh and blood to the side of Black Claw, and they roared with joy around Black Claw. In front of them, there were still densely packed swords and guns, but there was no one anymore. The spear fell, and all the deserters looked at the night demon who roared crazily.

"Quick, hurry up..." Night Demon lost, and Armadillo didn't dare to stay here. He knew what the death of a protector meant to a tribe, so he yelled and turned around and ran away with a few followers. Just as he turned around, I saw a group of bloody figures appearing behind me.

"Whoosh..." The spear accurately hit his chest, and Humao fell down with horror on his face. He was originally a warrior of the Humao tribe, and he would never be so unbearable at another time, but he lost it in the horror of Night Demon's life and death. The vigilance of the past was killed by the slaves of the Black Claw tribe.

"Kill, kill one by one." Amidst the shouts, bloody evil spirits emerged from the wilderness one by one. They waved their incomplete weapons and rushed towards the center of the tribe. Many people were severely burned, but they did not suffer any damage. If there is no food or water, he will die in the wilderness before returning to the tribe. In this way, it is better to die with the leader.

"Are we going like this?" On the other side of the mountain, Big Claw carried two water bags and looked in the direction of the way he came.

"Black Claw will definitely die. I lured all the wilderness people there. The tribal warriors are all walking in the wilderness. Once Black Claw dies, they will not survive. You can become the leader when you go back..."

The indifferent words of the poisonous man next to him were filled with strong resentment. On his back, the companion who accidentally surrendered weakly tilted his head. There was a long path of blood on the ground behind him. Due to the large amount of blood loss, the stupid companion himself He killed himself, and it was the stupidest way to die. How could he be happy?

"Why are we taking him with us? Don't we have to go back early?" Big Claw was dissatisfied with the two heavy water bags he was carrying. The Poisonous Man suddenly turned his head and stared at him fiercely, making all the hairs on his body stand up. , and quickly looked towards the dark space around him.

"Attention, even if you become the leader, you must respect us. Unlike you, we will not abandon any of our companions, whether dead or alive."

Big Claw was unhappy in his heart, but he had no choice but to swear once again in his heart that when he became the leader of the tribe, the first person he would kill would be this annoying guy...

"Are you dead too?" Gao Feng groaned in pain as he looked at the bloody and gaping teeth on his face.

"Three Claws, none of us are dead, we won." Huo Ya showed an ugly smile and carefully cleaned the wounds on Gao Feng. The scars are the medals of bravery, but there was really no good skin on Gao Feng, so Huo Ya could clean the wounds. His hands trembled.

Huo Ya also had a lot of wounds on his body, the most terrifying one almost split him in two, but after Gao Feng's treatment, at least he no longer had to worry about the crack. Besides, most of his injuries were cuts, which looked serious. , but not fatal, but Gaofeng is different. Even if Gaofeng avoids the vital point at the most critical moment, the piercing wounds are still gushing out blood.

Gao Feng didn't have much energy to speak at the moment. He faintly heard the familiar screams and didn't bother to think about who it was. He lay quietly on the ground and stared at the dark sky in a daze. The blazing fire around him made a crackling sound, and there was a smell of barbecue. The aroma filled the air around him, but it was not clear that someone was baking food and bodies were being roasted by the fire.

"The Night Demon died and was burned to death by heavenly fire. Many people said that it was God's punishment for the deserted people...,"

"Black Claw is whipping the two-clawed whip. Everyone who survived has killed the Desolate Man, but Two-claw's knife is the cleanest. He also took away your green leaf money. Black Claw is very angry..."

"Black Claw said that he was the only one who escaped when he saw Big Claw and killed him. The people who went to report to the tribe have already set off. Even if he escapes back, he will be arrested..."

Bits and pieces of information came out of Huo Ya's mouth. Even Gao Feng, whose perception of the outside world had been reduced to the lowest level, could still tell that something was wrong with Hua Ya. His mouth was not idle, and his hands were not idle. The blood on Gao Feng's body was It had been cleaned long ago, but he kept wiping it with a linen cloth.

"Go and see your dad, let me get some sleep." Gao Feng groaned and said these words, then fainted...

In the distance, two claws were stripped of their clothes, and he knelt on the ground and howled miserably. The whip shadows were slapped hard on his back, making a crisp sound. Not far from him, countless corpses were piled up into hills. In the wilderness, there were More people are looking for bodies.

The resistance of the Desert Man tribe was broken down. After the Night Demon was burned to ashes, the previously fearless Desert Man warriors put down their weapons and became honest slaves. Those women, regardless of picking up the bodies of their men, were already under the control of the tribe warriors. The body was crying and wailing.

The blood spreading on the ground can no longer penetrate the blood-drinking ground. It spreads gracefully among the corpses, and exudes the smell of burnt protein in the collapsed fire.

Black Claw stood in front of the largest fire, looking at the corpses and scattered owners on the ground, his cold eyes flickering unsteadily. Just under his feet, the armadillos were chopped into palm-sized pieces and scattered in random directions, proving that Black Claw's heart was Rage against the Earth Armand Tribe.

At the same time, on a mountain peak ten kilometers away from the battlefield, two figures hidden in the darkness were looking out.

"The deserted man is defeated, the stupid Night Demon is dead, what should we do next?" A voice like ice cubes was softly transmitted in the night.

"Black Claw didn't get any benefits. There are only a little more than 200 people left in the nearly 1,000-person team. I think they can't pass the next level. Isn't it just right now?" Another voice said with a slight hesitation.

"Yes, now is the best result. The worse the Black Claw and Desolate Man fight, the greater our chances will be. The God of Death who lured us with twelve lives cannot be wasted..." The previous voice was a little proud, Excited to try their next plan.

"It's a pity that places with the God of Death automatically become forbidden areas. Otherwise, the materials and population would just supplement us. The sandstorm has had a great impact on us. It will take at least three years to conquer other tribes..."

When the two of them talked about the sandstorm, they fell silent at the same time, but no one mentioned the armhair that died in the wilderness tribe...

For three consecutive days, Gao Feng spent a brief period of wakefulness and a long coma. During this period, his body began to heat up. Black Claw once lost hope and thought Gao Feng would definitely die. However, no one expected that Gao Feng survived the high fever period. During this period, Huya took care of Gaofeng day and night, constantly smearing Gaofeng's skin with the angustifolia wine found in the tribe, and feeding Gaofeng a large amount of warm water on time.

In the eyes of others, it was a miracle that Gao Feng survived, but to Huo Ya, this was the method Gao Feng casually mentioned after briefly waking up. This method also allowed more than twenty tribal warriors with high fever to escape from the clutches of death. .

Not one of the more than 20 tribe warriors who suffered from high temperatures died, and all survived. This was a good sign for the Black Claw tribe, so after three days, they cleaned up all the supplies and officially hit the road, returning to the Black Claw tribe.

Because of Gao Feng's achievements, he was recognized by Black Claw and everyone, and they unanimously decided to give Gao Feng the most beautiful woman in the Huangren tribe. This woman who made all men dream about her made Gao Feng really wake up. At the moment, he screamed. ,

This is a weird thing, at least in Gao Feng's eyes.

The delicate skin is as white as porcelain and as smooth as milk. In the wilderness, both men and women have rough skin and rough flesh. Except for the whites of their eyes, nothing is white. It makes Gao Feng forget what color white is. but now…….

The style in that glance has a different kind of temptation and mystery. It is as lively as a lark jumping for joy. It is enough to make any man who sees it fascinated. But this man is definitely not Gao Feng. At least, Gao Feng is attracted by her delicate white neck. Three layers of fat are not interesting at all.

"Get out, get out, get out..." Gao Feng, who had always been calm, sat up suddenly, regardless of the cracking of the wound, and roared in horror, making the eyes of the peerless beauty in front of him flash with hazy tears, but Gao Feng He suddenly thought up his wits and shouted: "Forget it, I'd better get out..."

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