Doomsday Rebirth: Stock up on SSS-level cards at the beginning

"What is this place?"

Qin Lang found himself in a gray fog. His body was in a state of weightlessness. He was so light that he couldn't feel his hands and feet. It was like his soul was floating in this gray fog space out of his body.

The old man's deep voice sounded: "Don't be afraid, you are in my consciousness, and I want to show you something."

"What are you looking at?"

As soon as Qin Lang finished asking this question, the layers of fog in front of his eyes dispersed, revealing a huge ancient battlefield.

The battlefield is filled with smoke, and countless strange-looking but extremely powerful creatures are fighting.

How strong are these creatures?

Let's put it this way, any soldier on the battlefield can kill Qin Lang hundreds of times with one hand.

There are giants who can crush mountains with their feet; there are balls of light with countless wings growing on their backs; there are witches with eyes all over their bodies and an unusually voluptuous figure, etc., etc., these powerful creatures are fighting for the hanging in the middle of the battlefield. That sparkling prism crystal pillar.

Qin Lang wanted to get closer to check the prismatic crystal pillar, but as soon as he moved half a step forward, his brain felt a tingling pain, and he was thrown off the battlefield by an indescribable force.

The old man's deep voice sounded again, warning: "With your current strength, you can only see this."

The words fell.

The scenery in front of Qin Lang's eyes changed.

This is obviously a scene long after the battle.

Countless strange-looking aircraft carried countless biological corpses and dumped them into a funnel-shaped carrier like garbage.

Among them are a mutilated giant, a ball of light with hundreds of wings cut off, a witch whose body was cut into two parts, and a deformed monster with an ugly appearance and its body penetrated...

"My head hurts so much!"

Qin Lang screamed.

Just two scenes, which together lasted less than half a minute, made his head feel like it was going to explode.

"too weak."

The old man sighed, and with the infusion of a strange energy, Qin Lang felt that his head was much clearer and the pain was subsided.

In the gray fog.

Qin Lang looked at the old man walking slowly towards him.

The old man said with a smile on his face: "I give you the gift of walking as a god. This was done casually, but I didn't expect that you came into contact with the big man's plan. You are very good, boy..."

"What kind of layout, what kind of big shot? Old man, can you speak more clearly?"

Qin Lang was confused and hated this kind of Riddler the most.

"No, with your current strength, if you really know these secrets hidden in your body, you will definitely encounter disaster... Become stronger, young man. When you are strong enough to impress me, I will Tell you everything you want to know..."

"Old man, who are you...what have you done to me? How should I find you?"

No one answered.

The strong sense of weightlessness tore at Qin Lang's nerves, and Qin Lang fell into the bottomless abyss.

The moment he touched the bottom of the abyss, Qin Lang spit out a large mouthful of blood and suddenly opened his eyes.

Daoshan said nervously: "Hey...how are you? Does it matter?".

Qin Lang looked quite miserable and scary at this time, with bleeding from all his orifices, as if he had been beaten in turn by dozens of strong men.

"What happened..."

Qin Lang's head hurt.

"A week ago, the mysterious rowing old man said something to you, and then you passed out." Daoshan replied.

"a week ago?"

Qin Lang was stunned, "I was in a coma for a week?"

"Seven days and thirteen hours to be specific."

"It's been so long..."

Qin Lang closed his eyes and rested his mind for a long time. He felt more comfortable in his head and then stood up.

At this time, he and Daoshan were in the cabin, looking out through the window and seeing the vast ocean everywhere.

"What happened to you?" Dao Shan was a little concerned.

Qin Lang shook his head. What happened to him was so confusing that he couldn't explain it in one or two sentences.

"Where are we?"

"have no idea."

Daoshan told Qin Lang that since Qin Lang fell into coma, the boat started to sail automatically, obviously wanting to take the two of them somewhere. He tried to communicate with the boat, but the boat ignored him at all.

"Small boat, where are you taking us?"

Qin Lang patted the hull.

With a bang, a card fell from the gap in the ceiling.

Qin Lang picked it up and saw that it was an invitation card called [Arena of Gods], with his name clearly on the back.

"God's Arena? Why did you take me there? Is that what the old man meant?"

The boat jumped happily, confirming Qin Lang's guess.

But Qin Lang has nothing to be afraid of. The old man is obviously a friend rather than an enemy. Otherwise, killing him with the old man's strength would be as easy as crushing an insect. Since it is a place he recommended, there must be benefits.

Two days later, it was a sunny afternoon.

An oval-shaped island appeared in the distance, and in the middle of the island stood a building that looked like an ancient Roman arena.

Despite the distance, he could still hear the roaring cheers in the arena.

After the boat arrived at the port, Qin Lang took Daoshan and Dijun to the arena.

"It turns out to be a safe zone."

Qin Lang felt much more relaxed. He was being chased by Lord Ling some time ago, and his nerves had been tense.

"Three good brothers, please stay. Are you going to participate in the arena?"

A young man jumped out in front of him, dressed as an ancient knight, with a sword at his waist.

"What do you mean by this arena? I'm new here."

Qin Lang knew nothing about this place.

The young man smiled: "I see, then come with me, I'll explain it to you, don't worry, it's free."

Qin Lang smiled and followed the young man who called himself "Zi Que".

Through the conversation with Zi Que, Qin Lang got a lot of information, such as this [Competition Island] has three arenas, namely [Original Arena], [Ancient Arena] and [God's Arena].

Among them, [Original Arena] and [Ancient Arena] can be signed up at any time, but to participate in [God's Arena], you need something called [Invitation Card]. The origin of this thing is currently unknown. Zi Que has been on the competition island for half a year, and he has not seen anyone who has the qualifications to enter [God's Arena]. Z.

"If you want to enter the Original Arena, count me in." Zi Que looked very interested.

"Leave me your contact information, I'll go check the rules first. When I want to enter, I'll contact you."

After exchanging contact information with Zi Que, Qin Lang came to the entrance of the Original Arena.

"Give up everything you have now, go back to the beginning, and fight again..."

"The battle is based on a points system..."

"Kill a zombie and get 1 point..."

"Kill a crawler and get 5 points..."

"Kill a blood heart and get 10 points..."

"If killed, the contestant will lose the qualification to participate and cannot register again within one month. The killer will get all the points..."