Doomsday Rise

"Where are the people? Why aren't you here? It's almost dawn." The night before dawn is the darkest, but this does not trouble the experts. Even if they only need a ray of light, they can see clearly within a hundred meters in the dark night. s things.

On the only road leading to the Blue City, it was quiet and quiet, with no one around. There were only the sounds of insects and ants, which made the noisy people annoying. Behind the tall weeds, there were two hundred masters lurking in ambush. Two hours had passed and everyone was impatient to wait.

When a ray of sunlight rose from the ground to the sky, the leading expert jumped up with an ugly expression on his face: "Get up, there's no need to wait, we've been tricked, Liu Wei'an and his group are not going this way."

"This is the only way to Black Dragon City. If you don't go this way, is there any other way?" Another expert was puzzled.

"All roads lead to Rome, but this is the only road to Black Dragon City. It's because we only found this one. There may be others we haven't discovered, but it doesn't matter anymore. They won't come. Let's go. "The leading expert wiped his face and waited for three hours in vain. It would be better to stay at home and sleep.

The group left quickly.

…

Did Liu Wei'an and others find a new way to leave? No, they just made a false shot. Shortly after leaving the city, they changed direction and returned to the Blue City. Through the underground passage opened by the young peddler, they appeared underground in the south of the city without being discovered.

The south of the city was built by Liu Wei'an himself, how could he throw it away so easily.

One night passed, and it was a new day. Everything was changing, including the south of the city. A day ago, the south of the city was quiet and peaceful. Now, the south of the city is lively, chaotic, and noisy.

"Team Ping An, what's so great about it? I didn't want to join you. What's going on now? Why don't you just leave in despair, like a lost dog!" The big man holding the Ghost Head Sword smashed the door to the room with one knife, rushed in, rummaged around for things, and finally Not finding any valuable items, he walked out angrily and rushed to the next room.

"Tang Dingdong, I'm looking forward to your coming online. You are destined to be mine and you can't run away. Liu Wei'an is a useless person now. I wonder who else can save you!" The sinister-looking young man carried a long sword on his back. Walking on the long street, the masters coming and going quickly got out of his way when they saw him, like avoiding the plague.

"It's a pity. Liu Wei'an is also considered a master of the generation. He can build a territory in the Blue City. He still has the ability, but his luck is too bad. However, this just makes it easier for me, the Huangsha Gang. From now on, I will be the one in the south of the city. The Huangsha Gang’s territory is over, brothers, come to me!”

…

The south of the city turned into a big cake,

When the Ping An team was in control, no one dared to have an idea. Now that Liu Wei'an has announced his withdrawal from the south of the city, all kinds of demons and monsters couldn't help it anymore and started killing each other towards the south of the city. In less than a morning, there were already more than 500 casualties here. Some were fighting for territory, some were fighting for items, and some had grudges.

Killing is something that, once started, is difficult to stop. The recently dried bluestones were once again stained red with blood, and corpses could be seen everywhere with no one cleaning them up, lying on the streets, buzzing with flies.

By noon, the situation gradually became clear. The number of individual masters had dropped sharply. The remaining ones were all forces headed by gangs. There were roughly four of them. The most powerful one was the Black Tiger Gang, and the largest number was the Huangsha Gang. The smallest group is the Thirteenth Group, and the one with the most cruel methods is the Blood Evil Society. There are also several powerful characters among the Sanren Masters, the most outstanding of which is a young man with a sinister face, and a long sword that is more venomous than the most poisonous snake. What's even more terrifying is that when the sword is unsheathed, someone will die. No one he targets will survive. It's extremely terrifying.

There was also a short and stocky man, as strong as an iron tower. His weapon was a rare iron plate. It should be made of some kind of rare metal and weighed a thousand kilograms. Any enemy who collides with him will only end up with one fate: death with broken bones all over his body.

Gong Ziyu, dressed in white, holding a feather fan, has an elegant demeanor. There was no fireworks in the attack, and many people didn't know why they lost. He pays attention to proportion when taking action, and stops at the right point. Because of this, fewer people took action against him.

The last person is as thin as a woman, with a black scarf covering her face, only her eyes are exposed, and her true appearance cannot be seen. He follows the assassin route, never confronts the enemy head-on, hides in the dark, rarely takes action, and whenever he appears, he is bound to see blood.

These people each occupied one area. They probably felt that too many people had died, and their energy could not keep up. They stopped with a tacit understanding, without saying it clearly, but each took the territory they occupied as the boundary and claimed it as their own. Those masters on the borderline are in a difficult situation. If they fight, they don't seem to be opponents. If they don't fight, they will be in vain all morning.

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After hesitating for a while, a tall and thin man took action first, targeting the short and stocky man. The short and stocky man was very angry. If he chose him as his target, wouldn't it mean that he was the weakest among so many people? He screamed angrily and struck with all his strength. In three moves, he smashed the tall and thin pole into a meat pie.

When the tall and thin man made a move, several others took action, taking down Yinrou Youth, Assassin and Gong Ziyu respectively. The results were surprisingly similar. Yinrou Youth, Assassin and Gong Ziyu won easily. The first two died, and only Gong Ziyu's opponent survived. When he came down, this man was very sensible and expressed his surrender and followed Gong Ziyu.

This pointed out a way for other undecided people to choose one side to serve. However, most people were not optimistic about these individual masters and basically took refuge in the four major gangs.

The four major gangs had added fresh blood, and the eyes they looked at the four individual masters changed, but they did not take action and just repaired on the spot. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that once the repairs are completed, the battle will inevitably resume.

The south of the city is so big that it cannot accommodate eight factions.

It was rare for the south of the city to become quiet.

"These people are really unhygienic!" Yan'er looked at the situation outside through the gap and almost cursed several times. Gang members are still following the gang line, and it is undoubtedly a fantasy to expect them to be of high quality. Throwing bones and spitting are not trivial matters. The key point is that some people defecate anywhere and don't go to the toilet even though there is one.

Yan'er loves to be clean and can't stand it.

The soldiers couldn't stand it either. Their dormitory was in a state of ruin. These bastards didn't even take off their shoes before going to bed. They simply used the dormitory as a doghouse. There were also a few people who took off their shoes, but the smell was so bad that you could see the smoke coming out. They might as well be wearing their shoes, which I couldn't bear to look at.

In the end, Yan'er couldn't stand it anymore, so she stopped watching and went down to the bottom floor to see Liu Wei'an.

"Some things become more precious if they are lost." Liu Wei'an opened his eyes while meditating, looked at the angry Yan'er, and smiled slightly, "Are you hungry?"

"Master, are you hungry? I'll cook something for you." Yan'er said obediently.

"Wait a minute, let me tell you a few words." Liu Wei'an said. Yan'er looked at Liu Wei'an, her big eyes shining brightly.

"You still have-" Liu Wei'an stopped suddenly, moved his ears, and showed a listening expression.

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