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Wasteland, Little Rock City, when Greenfield Town was in turmoil, it still seemed very peaceful here.
Today the sun is rising as usual, but the north wind is howling and it is a bit cold.
"Em, I want to eat meat."
At the market, a little savage looked at the bloody red meat on the street and suddenly felt greedy, and couldn't help swallowing.
"Eating meat? What kind of meat are you eating? I'll cook black fruits for you when I go back."
As for the child's request, the female barbarian refused without hesitation. The man had not returned from hunting, and the family was not rich, so he wanted to save some time during this period.
"slim Shady¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤"
Perhaps the meat was too delicious, even if he was scolded, the little barbarian was still unwilling to give up easily, grabbed the left hand of the female barbarian, and stopped in place and did not move forward.
Papapa, the female barbarian is also a fiery temper. She doesn't condone the behavior of the little barbarian at all. When she comes up, she has two big mouths, and the little barbarian is crying loudly.
"Cry, cry, cry, you know that crying is really embarrassing to my mother."
Seeing the appearance of the little barbarian, the female barbarian not only did not feel soft-hearted, but became more angry in her heart. She got rid of the little barbarian's entanglement and walked straight forward. In the barbarian culture, no matter adults or children, men and women , crying is a shameful act, a sign of weakness and incompetence.
The sound of crying gradually subsided. Seeing the back of Ah Mu leaving, the little barbarian ran after him with two short legs. Seeing this scene, the barbarians who watched the bustle no longer paid attention to this place, but at the next moment , A shrill scream came out.
"delicious."
The sound of swallowing was heard, and after catching up with the female barbarian, the little barbarian grabbed the female barbarian's left hand and bit down hard.
At this moment, the little barbarian's teeth seemed to be exceptionally sharp, easily tearing off a piece of blood from the female barbarian's arm, dripping with blood.
Ah, the flesh and blood on the arm was torn, and it hurt suddenly. The female barbarian instinctively wanted to throw the little barbarian out, but the strange thing was that the little barbarian's hands were exceptionally strong, and he firmly grasped her arm, life and death. hold on.
Seeing such a scene, the barbarians who had already dispersed immediately gathered around again, but at this moment, there were more screams in the market, one after another, and soon this lively market became became a breeding ground for fear.
The stone tower, the second highest point of this small stone city, stood on the stone tower, looking at the city gradually shrouded in fear, the corner of the poisonous snake's mouth outlined a nice arc.
"The good show has begun."
After four months of layout, the poisonous snake finally spread the black light virus all over the barbarian's living area, even in order to prevent loopholes, even the water poisonous snakes on the wasteland were not spared.
The black light virus is in a dormant state, and when it is not awakened, even if it has been infected, the barbarians will not feel any abnormalities, and when they find out that something is wrong, it is too late.
The disaster broke out, and in just one day, 70% of the barbarians were infected by the black light virus and turned into magically modified zombies.
Although the infection ability of the black light virus in the initial form is good, the physical fitness of extraordinary people is far stronger than that of ordinary people, and their resistance to viruses is not low. Therefore, although the number of 70% is terrifying, most of them are ordinary people. The number of those is not many.
However, the black light virus is not a dead thing. Its real horror lies in its mutation. As time goes by, the black light virus carried by the zombies will become more and more strange, and even the superhumans will not be able to escape. Infected by black light virus.
God's Domain, the residence of the barbarian gods, the original sacred place became a gloomy ghost in just one day.
The Kuroshio submerged the domain of God, and the wailing of unwillingness echoed. Success and failure also led to faith. With the power of faith, the barbarian God built this vast domain of God as his residence, but now a large number of believers have been blacked out. Infected by the virus, at the moment they turned into zombies and their sanity was destroyed, their despair, their fear, and their unwillingness all came to the side of the barbarian god along with the power of faith.
"Damn, what the hell is going on, why, why is this happening."
In the depths of God's Domain, the figure of the barbarian emerged, and the strange black mud polluted his face, and even completely melted his lower body. At this time, he was no longer holy, but radiated ominous wantonly.
The holy city, the largest stone city in the wasteland, is also the king city of the barbarian kingdom, where there are the largest number of barbarians,? Has the most barbarian transcendents.
After the disaster broke out, under the leadership of the king of the barbarians, relying on his strong personal strength and a large number of supernatural beings, it took a day for the king of the barbarians to take the survivors and open up a place centered on the palace. The safe zone temporarily stabilized the situation.
At this time, in the palace, the ancestral temple, the barbarian king and his barbarians knelt in the hall, praying to the ancestral gods, hoping that the ancestral gods would issue an oracle to guide them through the disaster.
"Ancestor God Adlibek, you are the creator of the barbarians, Ancestor God Adelbek, you are the guardian of the kingdom, Ancestor God Adelbek, you are the master of power, here, your descendant Alisan Dro sincerely prays to you, I hope you can descend to the God Realm and bless the people to tide over the difficulties."
The solemn voice echoed in the solemn ancestral temple. Alessandro prayed sincerely, while the other barbarians also bent down at this moment, touching their foreheads to the ground, and sent out the most sincere prayers from the bottom of their hearts.
After the prayer was over, it seemed that he had received some information. Alejandro's originally dignified expression relaxed a lot, and a kind of high-spirited force exuded from his whole body.
"My descendants of the ancestor gods, I have just received the oracle of the ancestor gods. This time the disaster was caused by the invasion of foreign evil spirits. Now the ancestor gods have found the traces of the evil spirits. We just need to persevere until the ancestor gods eradicate the evil spirits. This time The disaster will pass naturally."
At this moment, Alejandro puffed up his chest, and his words were full of confidence, as if the disaster would really pass soon.
Hearing such words, many barbarians in the Ancestral Temple breathed a sigh of relief, and some even showed smiles on their faces. Although it was only a day, the fear it brought to them was huge. Fortunately, Now that they have received the decree from the ancestor god, all sufferings will eventually pass.
As for saying that the ancestor gods will fail, that is impossible. The strength of the ancestor gods is an indelible trace branded in their lives.
After the ceremony, the barbarians in the ancestral temple returned to their positions one after another, and guarded the safe zone tightly. At the same time, the oracle of the ancestral god also spread among the barbarian groups, which was originally turbulent and restless. People's hearts immediately settled down.
Ancestral Temple, when the other barbarians left, Alessandro stayed here alone, still praying.
The arm-thick animal oil candle was burning quietly, and the dim light shone on Alessandro's body, making his face look cloudy and uncertain.
"Ancestor God, have you really abandoned your people?"
Low whispers echoed in the empty hall, Alejandro's words contained an indescribable powerlessness and fear. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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