global cataclysm doomsday game

Before Lin An could calm down, the scene changed again in an instant.

Act 2:

In the endless wasteland, a man with erupting psychic powers was seen riding on a horse. Behind him were a group of people who looked tired but had hope in their eyes.

"Your Majesty, if we go a hundred miles further, we can build a city there."

"We can definitely regain our glory and kill all those monsters!"

The man who was called the king nodded slowly, but his eyes were a little confused.

...

Act 3:

"Your Majesty, we have won!"

"Those monsters were finally wiped out!"

Tears streaming down my face.

Fighting to the death, everything is over.

The armored soldier knelt on the ground with trembling hands.

Standing on the city wall.

The man wearing a crown and a white robe looked excitedly not far away and nodded heavily.

After decades, they finally slowly killed all the zombies.

Relying on his strength and the desperate soldiers, they solved this doomsday crisis before the zombies spread.

In order to ensure that no source of zombie infection remains, he plans to spend another ten years completely erasing the traces of the monster's origin.

....

Act 4:

The man in a white robe sat on top of the magnificent palace, looking at the prostrate courtiers at his feet with a smile on his face.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time. He had white hair and many wrinkles on his face.

But his eyes are still full of vitality, which indicates that he has vitality far beyond ordinary people.

As the spiritual pillar of the entire empire, he unified the entire world fifteen years ago.

"Father, the empire will definitely be more glorious!"

Children and grandchildren are abundant, the empire is prosperous, and the people are happy.

Men like this feeling very much and are very satisfied with their current life.

After wiping out the zombies, he rebuilt the country on the ruins of the once-burned Imperial City.

Inside and outside the royal city, traffic was busy, and huge crowds of people took to the streets cheering.

Today marks the 80th anniversary of the founding of the empire, and their emperor is even more of a legend.

Amid cheers like a tsunami.

A few merchants from other conquered empires were a little out of place with the crowd.

In order to show their sincerity, they also shouted loudly for a long time.

It's just that the effect is not good, their awkward accent makes it difficult for the people of the empire to recognize them.

Feeling a little thirsty.

In their peripheral vision, several people noticed a well that seemed to be abandoned.

"Move the rocks above!"

"Give them some water?"

They are smart and as conquered, they need to have good relations with the people here.

Having made up their mind, a few people simply moved the stones that were weighing down the well and hurriedly drew water.

"This well water...why is it a little sweet?"

After carrying a bucket of well water with satisfaction, the leader of the businessmen took a gulp of it.

He was a little confused, but he just thought it was a good well.

I just don't know...why it was closed.

Under the dark well, there is a reddish color.

Also reddening were his eyes.

....

Act 5:

Fire shot into the sky.

Every ear could hear the screams.

As the most prosperous royal city in the entire world, it has now become a hell.

The dense population and cheering and celebrating crowds were like ignited cotton wool, detonating the entire empire the moment the first zombie appeared.

Trembling all over.

Two days ago, as the supreme ruler of the empire, the man was still immersed in his great achievements.

He saved the world, rebuilt the empire, lived a happy life, and built an immortal empire.

He thought he had escaped the apocalypse.

However, when those nightmare-like red eyes appeared in front of him, he felt as if God was fooling him.

"Your Majesty, let's go quickly!"

There are too many zombies.

The man with extraordinary strength is already old. Although he is much stronger than mortals, the zombies that appear this time also have the scene that he least wants to see.

"Mutant..."

Lips move.

The gray-haired man looked at the massacred soldiers with a sad smile and clenched his fists tightly.

His children, his queen, his people, his empire.

Everything will be destroyed...

"why why why!!"

Amidst the roars of blood-sobbing, the man closed his eyes tightly, then opened them tremblingly.

"Run away..."

...

Outside the city, the remaining soldiers defended him helplessly, and many people knelt on the ground in pain.

Looking at the blood-red royal city, the man stared at the scene in front of him.

"I'm not convinced! I don't believe it!"

"Power, I need power!"

"I need more power!!"

Do not admit defeat.

Already a hundred years old, he has experienced countless life-and-death battles, and his firm belief keeps him from giving up.

"There must be something I didn't do well... there must be a problem somewhere..."

"History will never repeat itself!!"

...

Act Six:

"The mutant is too strong, I need more helpers, I need strength!"

The man's figure was hunched, but there was only unyielding anger in his eyes.

He reviewed his life over and over again, trying to find a way to gain strength.

He was unwilling to do so.

He saw the royal city destroyed twice, and his wives and daughters in this world died in two batches.

This kind of pain, he vowed never to repeat.

"Strong faith...The rules of this world seem to be obtained through firm faith..."

"I wasn't that strong before I entered this secret realm..."

"What's the principle... is it to keep persisting?"

The remaining soldiers were defeated, and the last few soldiers who followed him were like old men, struggling to find food for him.

"Your Majesty, please eat some..."

His eyes were downcast.

Since the fall of the empire that day, most of the soldiers who followed him and escaped have been killed in battle.

Everything seems to be hopeless.

The whole world is in disaster.

Didn't take the food.

The man looked at the swaying bonfire in front of him. In the darkness, there seemed to be a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.

"Faith...firmness...what does it mean..."

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the water bag on the horse in the distance and said to himself.

"I will definitely get the water in ten minutes!"

...

Ten minutes later, a water bag was held in the man's hand, and beside him were puzzled soldiers.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

They didn't understand how the king could be like a madman, constantly giving himself "orders" and then doing them?

Not paying attention to the soldiers' doubts, the man quickly said what he was going to do in the future as if he was crazy.

"In one minute! I'm going to put out the fire!"

"In two minutes, I'm going to move a stone!"

"In five minutes, I'm going to kill that horse!"

....

Covered in hot horse blood, the man slowly drew out the blade amid the horrified look on the soldier's face.

The body shape is rickety.

But at this moment, he seemed to have regained some vitality.

Like a sculpture, he suddenly laughed out loud and looked at the soldier without hesitation:

"In one minute, I will cut off the fingers of my right hand!"

"Stop me! Stop me at any cost!!"

"This is my order!"

....

Habitually following orders, the soldiers tried their best to trap the man.

They didn't understand how the always calm king could suddenly turn crazy.

Not only did they hold the man's hands tightly, but the man himself also twisted his arms in advance and buried his feet into the ground.

Like a schizophrenic, he is trying every means to stop himself.

One minute passed quickly.

The man whose hands were broken opened his mouth with broken teeth, his face twisted and he bit his fingers desperately.

The soldiers couldn't stop him, only he himself could.

His spine was twisted, and he fought for his last breath. He endured the huge self-inflicted pain and bit his fingers with his gums, trying to break off his fingers.

In vain, under the crazy self-hypnosis over and over again, the scimitar that was thrown away in the distance suddenly trembled.

"Cut it! I can definitely do it! I can definitely do it!"

"Whoa!"

The sword flashed and a finger fell to the ground.

Seeing the man suddenly showing strength that he had never possessed before, the soldier who caught him suddenly froze.

Laughing heartily, the man looked straight at his fingers that fell to the ground, laughing extremely happily:

"I... finally know...

"This world...the secret of power..."

at the same time.

Just like Lin An, who was standing in front of the man watching, his heart was shocked at this moment.

Enlightenment, incredible.

Lin An, like men, is aware of the power of rules in the secret world.