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A skinless red arm slapped against the edge of the abyssal cliff, and Apocalypse climbed up with a tattered Crisra steel armor, and in the other hand he held the broken sword Salevitto.

He moved his limbs, but he always felt a sense of weakness, as if some of his own power had been taken away, Rao was so, the interlaced muscles on Apocalypse's body and the precision machinery buried in it still made him much stronger than ordinary humans, striding into the distance, the surrounding wasteland was completely lifeless, he could only walk aimlessly under the hazy sky, now what Apocalypse needs most is to meet intelligent life, so that he can get more information.

Finally, by a large river far away from the earthly abyss, Apocalypse found a sentry post, perhaps due to the power of the ancient god kings, his visual range was much farther than that of normal humans, and even farther than those monstrous blood servants, which allowed him to clearly observe the situation inside the sentry without being detected himself.

The sentry is also a very simple wooden lookout, on which stands a cloaked humanoid creature, and next to the campfire there are two people dressed in the same costume, but the apocalypse can clearly see the raised bone spurs on their hands, which indicates that the three beings in the field of vision are not humans, but blood servants flowing with dragon blood.

Another trace of memory rushed into Apocalypse's mind: the Blood Servants were originally human, they received the blood of the ancient dragons, became monsters that were neither human nor ghost, and gained the ability to mutate, some people had wings on their backs, some people could stretch their muscles into spikes, some people could turn bones into weapons, and even powerful individuals with more dragon blood could call out the storm and manipulate the flames, which was originally a force that could only be controlled by powerful dragons. And the price of gaining power is that the fate of those who receive the dragon's blood will be in the dragon's hands, and at the slightest thought, these blood servants will burn to death on the spot.

But in the memory of the apocalypse, he also had that great power, but he didn't need to be controlled by the dragon, and he was able to easily defeat the hordes of blood servants, and even faintly felt that he could compete with those ancient dragons, and he tried to remember the feeling of galloping on the battlefield many years ago, and walked to the humble sentry.

The blood squire on the sentry vaguely saw a lonely figure coming in the distance, he rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was not mistaken, and beckoned his companion: "Hey, hey, come and see, it seems to be a human coming over there." ”

The other two blood servants who were chatting around the campfire got up, patted the dust on their cloaks, leaned over and muttered, "Have you taken too long a nap at noon, there is an earthly abyss, how can there be someone?" Could it be that the rebels of the previous two days were not killed?"

The other deliberately grimaced and said, "Seriously, aren't you afraid that the ancient monster will be resurrected?"

The three of them looked at each other solemnly for a few seconds, and finally they couldn't hold it back, and they all burst into violent laughter: "Poofhahahaha." ”

"I tell you, if the monsters in the abyss can come back to life, I'll screw off my head and bake it for you to have dinner!"

The three of them kept talking about monsters, forgetting that they didn't look like humans with bone spurs on their bodies.

Apocalypse walked dozens of paces away from the sentry, and the blood attendant on the lookout shouted, "Hey, who are you? Why are you here?"

Tianqi felt that this person's grammar was a little strange, and he could probably understand it, but it had changed a lot from the original language, and the man continued impatiently after thinking: "Damn, what about asking you, don't report your identity again, be careful that Lao Tzu will cut off your hands and feet, and send you to Master Gustavo for live experiments." ”

Apocalypse finally spoke: "Wait, who?"

The blood servant was stunned, then turned his head and sneered at his companion: "This is a fool hahaha, and he is still 'waiting', probably another nerd who is crazy about studying history and research." ”

The other person thought for a while and said, "Okay, okay, slaughter him and go back to repay the merits, and say that he is ...... Well...... I want to go to the abyss and wake up the monster's rebel. ”

The three of them looked and found that the broken armor, the big sword inserted in the scabbard, and what was even more strange was that the flesh leaking from the armor had no skin, and the texture of the muscles was clearly visible, but they couldn't see the mechanical structure under the muscles in more detail.

"Hey, maybe it's another human who has encountered a prismatic explosion and mutated, it's okay, most of them won't be very strong. The man on the stage smiled reluctantly, but he also felt that something was wrong.

Apocalypse thought about it and remembered that at this time, as long as one was killed first, the rest of the people would answer their questions honestly. So he walked under the watchtower, slowly drew out the broken sword, and put himself in a posture.

The three people in the sentry swallowed their saliva and also took out the alchemy rifle, in general, in order to save physical strength, the blood squire would not directly use the power of dragon blood when facing ordinary enemies.

Apocalypse clenched the great sword Salevitto, and with one hand, the blade of the sword swung out violently, and the three blood servants were about to pull the trigger subconsciously, but they were surprised to find that nothing had happened.

"Poof—ha. There was another burst of laughter, "Oh, the holy dragon is on top, it's really our luck to meet such a living treasure when we are on duty, otherwise it would be too boring in this place where birds don't, and I wouldn't even be willing to kill him...... Hey, you think you're Lord Gustavo, Lord of Taron, and can your tattered sword slash out blades of fire?"

Tianqi looked at his hands suspiciously, and he also felt very strange: "My divine power has weakened. He had the impression that his slash could condense a flame blade, that he could shake the earth with a stomp of his foot, and that he could command a violent wind with a single move, but now, none of these things seemed to be possible.

Retracting his thoughts, Apocalypse exerted force with his right foot, and the only steel boot in the entire set of armor that was still intact stepped on the ground, making him close to the three blood servants in an instant, and before they could even turn the muzzle of their guns, one of them was plunged into the neck by the Heavenly Broken Sword, and the dark blood with the power of the dragon sprayed on the faces of the other two, and they only realized the seriousness of the matter.

So the two of them quickly caused the bone spurs to grow wildly, extending into a huge bone scythe, and slashed at the Apocalypse from left to right, the latter holding one of them with Sarevitto, and the blood servant immediately felt as if he had slashed at a steel statue of Chrisra, unable to advance an inch.

The other's bone scythe was grasped by the Apocalypse, and he violently shattered the hard bone, and then grabbed the blood servant and easily broke his neck, then turned his head and looked at the sole survivor indifferently.

"Rao...... Spare your life, my lord, if you have an order, just open your mouth, as long as I can do it, I will definitely go to the soup and fire. The Blood Servant immediately fell to his knees and begged for mercy, it seemed that these true monsters were only fierce when they faced the common people, and they were always as humble as dirt dogs when they met the real strong.

"Wait, who?" said Apocalypse again.

"We are the lords of the Talon region, the holy guards under Lord Gustavo. "Over the past 600 years, the Blood Servants have gradually changed their names to a nice one.

In the Tarun region, Apocalypse felt that the name was familiar, and vaguely remembered that it was in the south-central part of the Dark Land, but that Gustavo, I don't know what it was.

"When is this world?"

"Huh?" the blood servant was stunned by the question, but remembering the cruel method of killing the god in front of him, he was stunned for a moment and quickly replied: "1689." ”

Apocalypse's pupils shrank, and it had been six hundred years, although he couldn't remember what had happened in the past, but he clearly knew the time of the year he fell into the abyss - 1085 AD.

"Great Lord, what is it?"

"The Great Lord is the supreme leader of a region. Now that the blood servant was obedient, he took the initiative to continue: "There are eighteen regions in the dark land, divided into four provinces, controlled by four great holy dragons, each province has four or five regions, and the lord is the controller of the region, and everyone must obey their orders. ”

"Are all the people in the region like you?" says Apocalypse, asking if all living people are blood servants.

"No, no, only those who are most loyal to the Holy Dragon can obtain the gift of dragon blood and master the power of dragon blood. "Apocalypse knows very well what the dragons are like, after all, he has fought with them with his own hands, and there were also blood servants at that time, so he doesn't need to ask more, what makes him feel a little comforted is that there are at least normal humans, but it seems that without the leadership of the three god kings in the past, the others can only submit to the brutal rule of the dragons.

Thinking of the two of his kind, he asked, "Where is the god-king?"

The blood servant looked at the apocalypse blankly, muttering to answer, but he didn't know what he was talking about, it seemed that people no longer knew what the era was like six hundred years ago, they only knew that there was a terrible monster buried under the abyss, that is, the apocalypse.

Apocalypse lost patience and asked, "Where is the nearest human settlement?"

"To the east, there is a town fifteen kilometers away. The Bloodservant immediately shuddered, fearing that he might anger the star by failing to answer the previous question.

With a "snort", Sarevitto severed the Bloodservant's cervical vertebrae, and his head rose high and landed on the campfire with a rattle.

Apocalypse plunged his hand into the heart of the blood servant who was still flowing, and the scarlet liquid faded rapidly and visibly to the naked eye, and then he felt a power fill his body, it turned out that the power of the dragon could be used for his own use, was it like this before?

He pulled off the cloak of one of the Blood Squires and draped it over his body, covering the bare muscles between the shattered armor and the Sarevitto on his back, put on his gloves again, rummaged through the sentry's storage compartment to find a mask, and Apocalypse threw away the broken helmet and covered his skinless face, making him look like a Blood Squire altogether.

In the end, Apocalypse took a bloody rifle and studied it, it was still powered by prisms, not much different from six hundred years ago, human alchemy technology seemed to have been locked in ancient times, it seemed that the dragon did not give humans the freedom to develop, he hung the rifle outside the cloak, and set off towards the human town in the east.