The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

In the endless golden desert, a thin figure staggered through the desert, his movements were very stiff, as if he could not adapt to his body.

"Celtic... Celtic... Celtic ——!!!"

The voice of extreme anger whispered from his throat, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent, and the extremely strong smell of blood could not be concealed at all.

The sound of rapid breathing swirled nearby, and he was full of hatred for the word 'Celtic', as if he wanted to crush it to ashes, so that the owner of the name would never be able to turn over!

The mottled memory flashed through his mind, and he had been in a blur until half a day ago, when his loved one died in front of him.

This completely ignited the anger in his heart, and the anger swelled up, and his memory gradually recovered, and he knew that his name was Will, and he knew who his enemy was.

He tore Park to shreds and killed all the creatures in that base, but he knew that these were just lackeys, and they were not a problem at all.

Memories flashed back to him, and the figures of Atline and Rianna gradually appeared in his mind, for him, these people were enemies, but they were not the culprits responsible for the death of his loved ones.

There is only one real culprit.

Celtic!

He swore that he would kill Celtic, crush him to ashes, and make him feel the pain he had suffered!

However, according to Will's current state, there may not be a way to take revenge.

He was imprisoned by Park for at least half a year, restricting his activities every day, and Will's current genes are too complex to make good use of his abilities now.

Coupled with hunger, an attachment to blood, and injuries caused by not being familiar with his abilities, Will is now in dire need of items to replenish his energy, recuperate, and better master his abilities.

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, a strange color flashed in Will's eyes, like a dragon seeing a gold coin, and he couldn't help but lick his lips, feeling a little happy

He had found the breath of humanity in the vastness of the Sahara Desert!

And not just one, at least eighteen!

Will calculated in his heart that as long as he swallowed the essence blood of these eighteen people, then he could fundamentally recover from a certain amount of injuries and suppress his hunger and attachment to blood.

After all kinds of changes, he is no longer the brave policeman who shoots for justice on the streets of London.

Now he doesn't care about fairness and justice, he just wants to kill Celtic.

Kill, Celtic!

If he could, then he wouldn't let go of Atlantine and Riana!

.....

"Hello everyone, I'm Bell Gus, and today I'm going to be the most ...."

A white, muscular-looking man introduces himself to the camera and his current position.

His name is Bell Gus, who served in the British Air Force and became the host of a wilderness survival show after being discharged from the army, conducting science popularization on a global scale if they survive in the harsh natural environment.

Before the global transcendence, his show was already famous, and after the transcendence, his show became even more popular, which also allowed Bell to open new episodes of the show.

But now, every episode of his show is not just about surviving in the wilderness, but also about the extraordinary legends about the local science by the way.

The popularity of his new show around the world is inseparable from this, and now is the hottest era of transcendent legends, and it is definitely beneficial and harmless to rub this popularity.

As for becoming transcendent?

Bell has already thought clearly, he is in his thirties, not a young man, and his expectations for the extravagant are naturally not very high, now he just wants to make some money, strive to buy another island, build a bigger villa, and enjoy a better life.

A few hundred meters away from Bell, the director's special car is ready there, although it is said that it is wilderness survival, although everything is real guns, but the protection work must be done well, in case the wilderness survival failure really encounters danger, it will be bad.

"It's a bit cool today. ”

The director, who was observing Bell's every move in the rear, suddenly felt the temperature drop a little, and Deng Shi was a little surprised: "Is this really the Sahara Desert?"

In the Sahara Desert, the temperature can bake people, and the director has been here for two or three days, and it is the first time he feels a cool feeling.

It's not as good as the air conditioning in an RV, but it's like a fresh breeze on a hot summer day.

Hearing the director say this, the rest of the program team nodded in agreement, this is not to please the director, they really feel that they are really cooler today, and they don't know what the reason is.

The show went on like this, everything went smoothly, and there was no difference, the director yawned, this wisp of coolness made the director a little tired, and a few yawns unconsciously came out of his mouth.

The director, whose eyelids were a little tired, knew that it would be too disrespectful if he fell asleep here, so he forcibly opened his eyes, but the moment he opened them, he found something, and he was a little shocked.

"How can there be someone there?"

On the left flank of the program team, a staggering figure was moving towards them, this figure was in rags, and there was a reddish-brown liquid faintly on his body, I don't know what it was.

The director frowned slightly, and said to the left and right: "Whoever goes to see what happened, ask if it is a tourist who is lost in the desert, if so, we can give him a ride." ”

As an excellent director, he doesn't mind letting his program team have an extra reputation for "rescuing trapped tourists".

The two assistants around understood and began to walk in the direction of the mysterious figure, shouting as they went, "Sir, is there anything you need help with?"

The familiar British English reached Will's ears, and Will raised his head slightly, glanced at the two assistants who were approaching him, and then looked at the members of the program team behind him, a total of sixteen people.

Will's eyes rolled slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and did not give an immediate reply.

"Well, sir, what can we do for you?"

During the time that Will was thinking, the assistant had already come to Will, and they smelled the unpleasant smell of blood on Will's body, and one of them couldn't help but cover his nose and frowned: "Friend, are you hiding from the wind and sand in the belly of a camel at night? This is too smelly!"

In the desert, it is easy to cause storms at night, and if people sleep in that environment, there is a chance that they will hang up directly, so there must be certain protective measures.

Eviscerating the camel and hiding it in the camel's body is a perfect way to get not only a place to stay, but also camel meat and water.

However, this also has one of the most fatal drawbacks, for a short time, the smell of blood in the camel's body will always exist, and if you hide inside, the smell will simply stink.

Hearing the assistant's remarks, Will raised his head slightly, his eyes like a dragon quickly opened, and then with a flash of cold light, Will continued to move in the direction of the program team as if nothing happened.

Behind Will, your two assistants who came to inquire were separated in an instant, and blood gushed out like a fountain, and blood flowed all over the ground!

"Huh?!"

Seeing such a situation, he almost scared the director stupid, and he said madly: "Take the gun, take the gun! Stop him, don't let him come!"

As a wilderness survival program, how can it not carry guns and ammunition?

With the director's shouting, the other staff began to scramble to get the guns, they are not normal program groups who have not touched guns and killed lives, but they saw their two companions being beheaded without warning, unless it was those killers and special forces, otherwise everyone would panic.

"Bang! bang!"

Shotgun and shotgun bullets burst out of the barrel and headed towards Will, but in Will's sight, the bullets were ridiculously slow.

So much so that Will raised his hand, directly grabbed the bullet that came from the burst, held it in his hand, and pinched it into powder!

Although there was a partial explosion, it was harmless, and it didn't hurt at all for Will.

In the face of dozens of automatic machine guns and anti-tank sniper rifles, Will was still able to fight back, and in the face of such ordinary shotguns and shotguns, Will was not in the eye.

His eyes are dragon's, his limbs are werewolves, his mental state and blood are vampires, and the giant worm gives him terrifying regenerative powers.

Although he is not the strongest in every category, he is definitely the most balanced!

"Blame... Monsters! It's a monster!!"

The staff member's hand holding the gun began to tremble violently, and his eyes were filled with fear of Will, and his voice began to tremble a little with fear.

The director also looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and in the face of such a situation, he could only gasp.

In the corner of his sight, he saw the RV with the door open, and the director reacted quickly, and ran to the RV with a roll, intending to escape in the RV!

I took the bullet with my bare hands, and I pinched the bullet into powder... This can't be human, human beings will never be able to do this!

What kind of monster is this?!

There was indescribable fear in the director's eyes, he quickly started the RV, listened to the screams outside, his body trembled, and prayed in his heart that he could start the fire soon.

"Damn it, quick!"

After a few tentative starts, the director finally started the RV, he was ecstatic, and was about to slam on the accelerator to get out of here, but suddenly felt a chill behind him.

"Click!"

The director's neck was directly broken, and the frightened expression rolled down the RV, Will was expressionless, looking at the blood that kept spurting out, and began to drink in large gulps.

Blood erupted in Will's mouth, and the pleasure filled Will's body, and Will quickly sucked the director into a dried corpse.

After everything was done, Will regained a little bit of his senses, he looked at the RV, turned off the engine with ease, stepped out of the RV, looked at a series of program equipment, and smiled slightly.

He recognized the person on the screen, Bell Gus, a well-known figure in Britain.

As a British police officer, Will was of course aware of Bell's existence, and in the past Will had often watched Will's shows.

"Lucky for you, I suppressed my emotions. ”

Will looked at Bell's situation on the screen, muttered to himself, and began to turn his head towards the RV, intending to drive the RV out of the Sahara Desert.

There is a map in the RV, driving is undoubtedly to save physical strength, and Will has recovered his old memory, for driving... Absolutely.

It's just that Bell and his photographer probably won't be so lucky.

Will started his engine and quickly began driving, heading in the direction of the map, heading to the nearest city.

As for Bell and his photographer?

Let them survive in the real wilderness, and whether they survive or not depends on Bell's expertise.

If he doesn't survive, then it can only be said that his expertise is not as rich as advertised.

Two hours after Will left, three black men in suits appeared at the scene where the program team was killed, they skillfully took pictures, transmitted the photos, and said into the walkie-talkie at the same time: "Your Highness, Will killed sixteen people, the other party has shotguns and shotguns, it should be a survival program group, do you want to continue to track?"

"Go on, kill the two people who are alive, and you continue to track Will. ”

A male voice came from the other side of the intercom, which seemed to be very pleasant: "Don't be discovered by Will, come step by step, and follow orders." ”

"I have chosen the three of you out of more than 5,000 Africans to be a noble blood clan because I have taken a fancy to your wisdom, and I do not want you to be like your stupid kindreds, who do things without using your brains. ”

"If that day really happens, I will kill you myself without the enemy, understand?"

The voice on the other side of the walkie-talkie obviously put a lot of pressure on the three of them, and they quickly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Yes, Grand Duke Atlantine!"

"Oh yes, you don't have to participate in the original planned mission, the opening ceremony of the Magic Academy is about to be held, and if you can't come back, don't waste time. Follow Will with confidence. ”

Atriine said lazily, "I'm very interested in Will, a human friend. ”

After that, Atriine mastered the skill of drawing a big cake for Liana, and casually drew a big cake and said: "This matter is over, I can consider promoting you to a baron and becoming the first batch of dark-skinned blood nobles in history!"

Dark-skinned nobles?Dream, for another epoch, Atline would not allow the appearance of dark-skinned nobles.

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PS: Friends, there are still four or five hundred thousand words of plot to end, and it will take at least three months to write, I just said that there is a direction for the next book, but I didn't say that this book is going to end.