Apocalyptic Dark Age

The young girl's young words, like a mosquito's hum, floated past Gao Feng's ears inaudibly. After she almost whispered a warning, she glared at Gao Feng fiercely, put away her little white teeth as a threat of force, turned around and left lightly. Go, from the moment she spoke and turned away, her eyes were always on Gao Feng, and she was indifferent to Kunshan, the instigator of the incident. She was obviously indifferent to the extreme. This shows the girl's arrogance, this almost instinctive arrogance, and from the side. It proves that the girl’s identity is not simple.

The girl's leaving figure made Kunshan feel more disappointed than ever before. This kind of loss was so painful that it made him suffocate. As the young patriarch of the Kunteng tribe, he could get any woman he wanted, and he didn't care about women. He didn't care, it was more like a tool, but in the girl, he felt a sprouting that he had never experienced before, as if a magic bean suddenly grew into a towering tree.

Gao Feng was thinking about the information the girl told him, and did not notice Kunshan's abnormality. Xuan Liuqi slapped Kunshan on the shoulder and said in a deep voice:

"Women are like flowers, some you can pick at will, some you can only admire but never get close to. Forget her, you won't gain anything except scars all over her body. She is already halfway there, as long as she has an opportunity. , she and you are from two different worlds..."

When he said this, Xuan Liuqi was full of sighs and unwillingness. It was obvious that there had been stories before. Kunshan sighed, touched the whip marks on his face, shook his head with a wry smile, and his eyes were still chasing the girl's blurred back.

"Let's go, it should be very lively today..."

Gao Feng urged from the front, and the green-scaled beast continued to move forward. Kunshan and Xuan Liuqi followed closely behind. Finally, they met the tribal leaders who greeted them beside the giant beast's skeleton. More than a dozen tribal leaders who were out of shape spoke with humble words. The posture of bowing to welcome the arrival of the peak, and a hint of inadvertent weirdness mixed in the flattering smile.

Seeing these tribal leaders, Gao Feng showed a gentle smile and nodded to each leader who introduced his name. In his smile, there was a hint of sarcasm. Both parties were acting, and their unprofessional acting skills put together a scene. It's fun.

Walking on the road paved with blue stones, it feels like visiting an ancient city. Behind the burly warriors standing on both sides of the road to welcome the peak, there are original handicraft workshops with various categories, such as weaving, carpentry, and tanning. , grinding, molding, leathermaking and other various divisions of labor, most of which are concentrated in weapons, armor, crossbows and other armament-related products, and the rest are mostly military-affiliated industries, such as quilts, water bags, bandages, and ointments. , food processing, etc.

It can be said that this city serves the war. There are almost no idlers. They are either burly, powerful and well-equipped desert warriors, or craftsmen with yellow faces and thin muscles and black hands. They are not all processed by hand. Occasionally, they can I saw some old lathes and mechanical tools inherited from previous lives. These dilapidated equipment were regarded as treasures by the desert people and placed in the largest workshop. In addition, I also saw many poisonous people engaged in manual reloading of ammunition and gunpowder in the peak. Xuan Liuqi was extremely surprised by the processing industry. Even in the Jialuo world, the industry here was above the standard, and the equipment manufactured was no worse than the family's mortal army.

What the eyes see is not necessarily true. The seemingly busy and lively Bone City actually hides countless murderous intentions. The city's underground is almost hollowed out, thousands of tunnels are winding like a maze, and countless dead Jedi are scattered throughout it, and every Each building has secret passages connected to the underground, and the exits are always in the most unexpected places. Even technological equipment may not be able to find them, and each block can be closed into an independent bunker. Once trapped, there will be attacks from all directions. Even hiding in a corner is not safe. There are a lot of traps there, and even the walls can be knocked down.

There is no doubt that the entire Bone City is a huge death trap. Even if the underground people completely occupy the above-ground buildings, it will not be truly safe. Once night comes, countless desolate warriors will come out of the underground. At that time, the complex situation will happen. The terrain and unfamiliar environment will narrow the weapon gap between the two sides to zero. The only way is to use thousands of tons of artillery shells to level it before capturing it.

Gao Feng somewhat admired the guy who designed this city, especially the giant beast skeleton that served as the city gate. The dark big mouth hinted that this city is a place that eats people without spitting out bones. At the same time, he also admired the genius idea of ​​the city owner. I feel admiration. The desert people are not really barbaric and ignorant. They still have cunning and strongness in their bones. Only with such a character can they design this dangerous place where everyone will be destroyed.

The venue for the banquet was the most luxurious and iconic place in Bone City, the Bone Palace in the center of the city, a main hall with a height of 30 meters and a square meter of 1,000 square meters, as well as dozens of small courtyards and a large building composed of hundreds of rooms. group.

The main body of the palace is twice as high as the city wall and is built of stone and human bones. Thousands of skulls are inlaid on the outer stone walls. There are also complex shapes of stacked arm bones and leg bones. The skeletons are all kept shiny and moist, and after being polished with expensive vegetable wax, they look like reflective gems, giving them a cruel beauty.

In fact, only half of the Bone Wall is completed, and the remaining half is still waiting for the bones to be decorated. Of course, there is no shortage of human bones in the wilderness, but not everyone is qualified to have their bones inlaid after death. Most of the bones here are tributes to the Bone City. The remains of meritorious warriors, their heads and limbs were removed after death as a testament to their courage.

When Gao Feng was looking at this weird building, someone naturally explained it to him. Gao Feng did not agree with this honorary method in his heart, but he did not object to the desolate people's approach. Since even the desolate people warriors did not care about being dismembered after their death. , why is he so careless? My only thought is that this palace must have been a high-quality tourist resource in a previous life. Countless tourists must have taken photos and then bought a few animal bones pretending to be warriors to take home.

Except for winter, the wilderness is very hot in other seasons. Even if you live in a thick stone building, you are not as comfortable as air conditioning. When Gao Feng walked into the palace, he immediately felt a coldness on his face. This coldness was not the biting cold at night. , but a kind of coldness, Gao Feng suspected that living in such a place for a long time may not be good for the body.

The style of the palace has the unique roughness and boldness of Huangren, but it has nothing to do with roughness. The original wooden floor still has natural texture, and the top is as smooth as polished marble. Dozens of supports for two people are neatly arranged in the hall. Pillars, each pillar has four lamps made of gold. The base of the lamps is cast into a statue of a naked woman holding a lamp. Each nude statue has natural curves and luster, and the proportions of the human body are also just right, as if the golden statue has come to life. It is no weaker than ancient Greek stone sculptures.

Hundreds of golden maids illuminated the vast hall with splendor and splendor. During careful exploration, I was surprised to find that the face and figure of each golden maid were actually different. This was comparable to Qin Shi Huang's terracotta warriors and horses. Gao Feng An inexplicable fire suddenly rose in his heart. He who had never understood art actually wanted to pack all these lamps. Even an ignorant fool knew that these were treasures of art, especially in the wilderness where they could only be processed by hand. On to Miracle.

The golden maid's lamp is only the most insignificant of all the displays in the hall. There are glittering and reflective stone statues displayed all over the hall. The statues are all kinds of beasts, some of which Gao Feng has seen before, and there are more that Gao Feng has never seen before. According to the degree of danger, they looked inside from the gate. Not far from the gate, Gao Feng saw the terrifying statue of the God of Death. It was a monster that Gao Feng would never forget in his life.

The monsters carved in stone don't mean much, but the rows of weapons next to the monster statues are interesting. These blood-stained, intact or incomplete weapons were once used by warriors to kill monsters. Each weapon has its own characteristics. They have their own stories. They are the bloody witnesses of the rise of the wilderness and the wilderness, and they are also the inheritance of the bloody continuation of the wilderness.

In addition to statues and weapons, the walls around the hall are also full of content. Countless colorful and evenly polished bone fragments piece together dozens of giant pictures reaching the roof. There are scenes of desert people farming in the wilderness, and desert people fighting with each other. There are scenes of natural disasters and the death of countless people, scenes of giant beasts attacking and deserted people wailing, and more of them are giant paintings of single figures with fierce appearances and majestic looks.

The various aspects of the hall reflect the vicissitudes of antiquity and the accumulation of history. It is not like the wealth of the Lord of Bones is listed in cabinets, but more like a history museum of the deserted people. From the stories sung in the hall, Gao Feng can taste the endless wealth of the deserted people. With the same character, I have to say that the peak people underestimated the desolate people, and the underground people also underestimated the desolate people. A group of prisoners who were exiled from the mainstream world created their own culture in the barren wilderness.

The banquet was arranged in the middle of the hall. The two-meter-wide and thirty-meter-long long table still maintained the roughness of the logs. The two rows of thirty people's seats were almost full, waiting for the peak. With a glance, the two people present were there. Most of the nineteen tribal leaders are Xianfeng Jialuo, and a few are Xianfeng mid-level. This makes Gao Feng even more curious about the identity of the girl. As a daughter, she reached the half-step army at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and her own foundation It is also extremely strong. Such a woman should only exist with top families and should not appear in the wilderness.