Darkness is Coming

Huaxia, a country with a long and ancient history, has faced many crises of life and death. It has been passed down for thousands of years and has never been destroyed. Although there are many complex objective factors, in the final analysis, Huaxia has become the only one of the four ancient civilizations in the world. Survivors, mainly for two reasons.

First, Huaxia had an extremely effective political system and philosophical system thousands of years ago. Together, they hatched a civilization and culture that fascinated the world. Even in some dark historical years, Huaxia was ruled by aliens. However, it can still retain the imprint of China in the hearts of the people, pass it down from generation to generation, and even effectively assimilate aliens.

  Second, in countless turbulent disasters, there are always warriors who are not afraid of hardships and death, stepping forward, going forward and succeeding, using their bodies to resist the storm and keep the fire of inheritance. Such people have emerged one after another in the history of China, constantly infecting more people, sacrificing for the survival of China, and fighting for the rise of China.

These are the two points that Yang Xiaoqian is most proud of as a Chinese. Looking at the world's hundred countries and the forest of nations, no country can compare with China in these two points, so they either have no glorious history or have become history.

   Now, seeing the five mutants who are not afraid of death, Yang Xiaoqian feels that he is witnessing a piece of history.

   If the mutant is regarded as a new race, it first has the first characteristic: assimilation.

   Variants are more assimilated than any culture, because they are able to give alternative new life. There is no one who does not desire strength, who does not desire longer life, who does not desire to be free from the shadow of disease and aging, and mutants can satisfy this desire.

   So as long as the mutants know how to disguise themselves carefully and create a beautiful illusion, they can attract countless people to rush to be transformed and assimilated. And once human beings become mutants, they are completely transformed into another race from the fundamental ideological level, and they no longer regard themselves as human beings, but think they have stepped onto a higher level of the food chain.

   A mutant with the ability to "assimilate" is not enough to be feared. Can it have the characteristics of "assimilation" and "sacrifice for the continuation of the ethnic group" at the same time? Then the mutant will become a species that is more difficult to exterminate than weeds, a hidden danger that cannot be eradicated by humans.

  Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoqian felt a sense of dejected powerlessness in his heart, regretting that he didn't seize the opportunity to eradicate the hidden danger. Now, in just two months, Bai has become a climate.

   But the more this is the case, the more we must persevere to the end and kill all the mutants. Even if it is inevitable that one day the mutants can take advantage of the situation to rise, we must do our best to postpone this day indefinitely.

Yang Xiaoqian didn't move, the seat made of black mist supported his mutant close to the ground. At this time, a mutant had escaped the giant hand of the black ghost through his keen senses, jumped into the air, and sprayed several times towards Yang Xiaoqian. Dark green juice.

   Just as he took off, more black mist emerged in front of Yang Xiaoqian, forming a round surface to block the stench of corrosive venom.

After    came into contact with the venom, the black matter that made up the circular shield began to dissolve continuously, but before the circular surface was corroded and penetrated, the variant that sprayed the venom was cut in half by the black ghost.

After using the black blade to cut off the mutant that attacked Yang Xiaoqian, the black ghost grabbed his upper body in his hand, turned the mutant's head down like twisting the cap of a beverage bottle, and then pinched the head with three fingers. , knocked open the skull like a walnut, picked out the brain nucleus like a snail, and threw it into the cracked horizontal lines on the face.

   "Hey, hey!" The Black Phantom shouted happily and contentedly.

   "Xiao Hei, stop playing, kill the others, and the one who talks the most will stay alive." Yang Xiaoqian waved his hand and decided the fate of these high-level mutants.

  Black Phantom put away his playful attitude, fell from mid-air to the ground, stepped on the ground, and made a dull sound. After constantly eating the brain nucleus of the mutant, the black ghost has evolved many times, and has grown from an initial height of two meters to a giant of eight meters. It will cause great damage to the road, so without Yang Xiaoqian's permission, he usually can only rely on his wings to fly in the air. So when Black Phantom was behind him, no matter where Yang Xiaoqian went, there would be strong winds around him.

   "Boom"

  The black ghost stepped on the dry and cracked ground, causing a very obvious shock to the ground. At the same time, a vision also appeared in the sky, and it became dark.

   An endless sea of ​​black clouds was like a curtain, covering the sun and covering most of the sky, making this wasteland as dark as night.

   Then, it started to rain.

   The pitch-black cumulonimbus cloud was like a living creature, moving directly above the remaining four mutants, and a heavy rain fell without any warning.

  Each raindrop is a long black arrow, and thousands of arrows rain down vertically, as if locusts are crossing the border, leaving no living creatures.

   When the raindrops fell to the ground and the arrows plunged into the ground, they instantly collapsed into smoke, floated into the sky like water vapor, and returned to their source: the black cumulonimbus cloud.

   It goes on and on and on, the cycle goes on and on. The size of the black sea of ​​clouds did not shrink, and the arrow rain did not stop for a moment. The mutants with physical abilities far exceeding human beings were frantically looking for cover in this black rain, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

But this open space could not provide them with effective cover, and this endless rainstorm did not leave them a chance to fight back. One, ten, one hundred, countless arrows pierced the mutants. The torso, nailed them to the ground, then disintegrated, and then more arrows fell, stabbing them into a sieve, poking them into pieces of meat separated from bones and bones, and finally beat them into high-speed rotting meat.

The tall mutant tried his best to flee towards the city. As the deputy commander of the Holy White Hand, he not only has a strong combat power, but also has the special ability to change his appearance. In just a few minutes, he can disguise a Humans with completely different appearances and even genders, anyway, human beings determine their gender by the ** officer, squeeze out two pieces of meat on the chest, and hide a piece of meat under the crotch, which is not difficult for him.

   "As long as I can enter a place with a lot of people, I can find a chance of life. The mission that Lord Shengbai gave me has not been completed, and I must not die here."

The    variant's legs were spinning, and the trousers on the lower body began to smoke due to high-frequency friction, but all this was in vain after all.

I do not know when an invisible wall stood in front of the mutant body, the mutant was installed straight into the palm of the black ghost, the black ghost was about to close his fingers, the mutant's body stretched like mud, from the palm of the black ghost He slipped out, and then he turned around and ran in the other direction. Before taking two steps, he saw a black high chair head-on, sitting on the chair, with Erlang's legs crossed, looking down at him, as if he had seen a bug.