Evening in a desolate town.

The oppressive haze of the sky, the dark clouds like ink are within reach.

And outside the twilight of the mountain forest, the wilted branches of the trees were turning their scarlet eyes, and they screamed like a dangerous breath.

"Roaring ......"

The horror with the roar of despair and inaction came and went, rippling far over the deserted town, and the crows fluttered their wings and flew away in a panic, and the uneasy aura lingered in the ruins for a long time.

In the dimly lit room, the flames in the fireplace made a 'crackling' sound.

Leaning against a broken wooden bed in the corner was a man in a New York police uniform, but this man had bronzed skin.

"Hmmm......"

With a muffled grunt, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

He shook his groggy head, and was about to sit up, only to find himself firmly tied to the bed, and the skin of the tight rope was pale.

"What's going on? …… Did I get caught by an android......"

This person who is tied to a wooden bed and talks to himself is the Grand Theft Nightmare who made a big fuss at the Diablo 3 press conference.

Although his body was helped, his head could move, and he looked around through the dim light of the fire, but what greeted him was a completely unfamiliar scene.

By the light of the fire, you can vaguely see that the old furnishings in the room are full of European medieval style, and the solid wood seats are already covered with dust. The floor, walls, and even the roof of the shed were stained with black and purple blood, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of decay.

And he also found that it was not the familiar steel handcuffs that helped him, but the ropes that he didn't know what to wrench in, and even the big thief was stunned for a moment, because what was in front of him was completely beyond his knowledge.

"What a spooky place! Retro fireplaces, dilapidated slab beds, and rooms full of clotted blood...... What the hell is this place? If you can't do it, you have to get out of here quickly......"

I didn't see any movement of his hand, but he heard the bones of his whole body 'crackling' from time to time. A moment later, it was like a water snake that was as soft as a boneless rope through the tight rope.

"Click...... Crackling ......"

After a series of noises, the person who was still like a noodle just now stood there intact.

"Huh?"

Suspiciously, he examined his body, but found that his body was intact, even the thigh that was injured by the android was completely healed, and there was not even a scar left.

Although I couldn't figure out what was going on in my body, it wasn't a bad thing that the injury was completely healed, so I nodded with satisfaction and said proudly: "Yes, it's good that the bone shrinking skill that the master gave me back then didn't fall, otherwise I would have lost my master's title of the old man's Grand Theft Nightmare if I was trapped by a broken rope......"

Grand Theft Nightmare!

That's right, this really refers not to the man in front of him who seems to be only in his twenties, but to be precise, it should be the thief Haotian who resounded throughout Asia thirteen years ago, and was later called a 'nightmare' by some people!

This man in his twenties, whose real name is Haoran, was picked up by Haotian in a forest twenty years ago, and the trees and flowers are spiritual, so he named the word Ran, which means close to nature, and accepts him as a disciple to pass on his skills.

And just when Haoran was a little successful in learning art, Haotian was suddenly seriously injured and escaped, and soon left the west. Since then, he has lived alone in a small remote village, although the people in the village are very hard, but seeing that Haoran is only 11 years old and alone, everyone takes care of him.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Haoran has lived a very hard life, but helping the villagers work in the fields, practicing everything that the master taught him at night, he has no worries about food and clothing.

I didn't think that everything had changed at this moment, because when he encountered something he didn't understand in practice, he inadvertently looked through his master's notes, but found that his master was seriously injured and died, but there was another reason, not because he thought that the master was seriously injured by the guards because he stole the treasure, but because someone attacked Haotian because of an unknown gem, Haotian was seriously injured and died, but the notes did not write who killed Haotian.

After discovering the truth, Haoran's heart was removed from anger, and all that was left was the word hatred. Since then, he has assiduously practiced everything that his master taught him, hoping that when he has practiced what his master has taught him to the fullest, he will come out of the rivers and lakes with a grand rogue nightmare, thus leading to the murderer of Haotian.

Eight years later, when Haoran was twenty-one years old, he knew the time had come. It took him three years, wandering around and shijie to commit all kinds of theft cases that no one could solve, and gradually he found some clues, until the scene of the Diablo 3 press conference, he fought with the person who killed the master for the first time, but he didn't expect to come to this weird place unexpectedly.

Haoran shook his head, expelled the painful memories in his mind, and after looking at everything in the room, he felt outside.

As soon as he walked to the door of the room, Hao Ran had to stop, because he found that the room where he was being held was unusually quiet, and even if an unimportant person was arrested, he had to leave a personal guard! But he was the only one in the room, and there was no sound outside the door.

(If something is abnormal, it is a demon, or it is better to be careful...... ）

Haoran's eyes turned and his mind was clear, and then he tiptoed to the door, looking out through the crack in the door, and he couldn't see anything clearly in the dark. Haoran listened to the wooden door for a long time, except for the sound of burning wood in the fireplace, there was not the slightest sound in the whole house, and the silence was terrible.

(Could it be that I was thinking too much, and my captors didn't leave anyone to guard at all!) ）

The thought in his heart flashed, and his thoughts were denied by Haoran again. After all, he has been stealing for many years, wandering on the edge of life and death, and his mind is much more resolute and mature than his peers, and he also knows when to do something.

After waiting for a long time, he found that there was really no sound outside the door, so Haoran cautiously opened the door and tried to avoid making a sound.

"Squeak......

No matter how careful Hao Ran was, the dilapidated wooden door still made a grinding sound, although the movement was not loud, but it was extremely harsh in such a quiet environment.

"Hmm!"

At the moment when the door opened, Haoran's pupils shrank sharply, his body leaned back without hesitation, and his hands were propped up, and the whole person rose into the air and tossed in an extremely beautiful turn for a week and a half, and fell lightly beside the fireplace.

A figure stood silently in the doorway, without any movement.

staring at it by the firelight, it wasn't until this time that Hao Ran realized that something was wrong. Judging from the broken chain mail and the coagulated bloodstains on his body, it seemed that he had been bitten by a wild beast and bled to death, and the time of death was about 9-12 hours ago.

"I said how a single caretaker couldn't see it, it turned out to be dead. It seems that this is also a place of right and wrong, so it's better to leave quickly. ”

After calming down his beating heart from fright, Hao Ran gently removed the stiff corpse at the door, and then slowly walked downstairs.

As soon as he walked downstairs, a disgusting bloody smell came to his nose, Haoran frowned and looked around cautiously, and found that the door of this house had been cracked into several pieces and scattered on the ground, and there were five decomposed corpses piled up at the door, and the disgusting bloody smell came from the door.

Haoran walked to the door and looked around, but didn't find anything abnormal, so he picked up the broken pieces of wood and endured the fishy smell and rummaged over the corpse.

(The blood stains are black, the corneas are cloudy, the corpse spots and zombies are spreading all over the body, and it is obvious that he has been dead for a long time, but the corpse upstairs has only been dead for about nine hours, what is the matter with this gray-white skin?) These people's outfits don't look like modern people's attire...... ）

With more than ten years of hatred and a stealing career in three years, Haoran, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but have questions in his head, but no one answered him at this time. Dropping the pieces of wood in his hand, he looked around blankly, and when his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, what appeared in front of him was a scene of the end of the world.

The place where he is now is an old town, and the combination of stone and wood architecture is in the style of European medieval architecture, which should have been a thriving scene.

At this time, the town seemed to have been reduced to ruins for some reason, with collapsed houses everywhere, black and purple blood stains everywhere, and a thick dark aura hanging over the town.

"What the hell is this place? What's going on here? ”

Hao Ran, who has always been fearless, inevitably showed a frightened expression at this time, but just as Hao Ran was muttering to himself, a vague figure appeared on the street in the darkness and staggered towards him.

Of course, Haoran would not rush over stupidly to ask, but since there are people, he will definitely find some clues, and then understand his own situation faster, so of course he will not let go of such an opportunity.

I didn't see any movement from Haoran, the person had disappeared next to the corpse, if it was daytime at this time, you would find a faint figure squatting there under a dead tree next to the house, and the strange thing was that even the sound of breathing and heartbeat disappeared.

The figure on the street in the distance is getting closer and closer, and the body of the slender figure is like an old man, and his staggering steps seem to be about to fall at any moment.

(It seems to be an old man, what is he doing in this ruin alone so late?) ）

Haoran's idea was immediately verified, and it was impossible for him to forget the scene in front of him for the rest of his life, even if he was not afraid of seeing the corpse, he showed a frightened face at this time, and the breathing technique was almost broken.

The slowly raised head, where is the old man, it is clearly a zombie.

I saw that the bare head had been cut off in half, and the miserable white brain overflowed from time to time with his footsteps, and the only remaining eyeball was hung on his face with a trace of flesh and blood, and the rotten flesh and blood could be seen from the empty eye socket. And there was a hole in his dry body, and he could even see the scene behind him.

And what is even more bizarre is that when Haoran's eyes stayed on the zombie, a series of data suddenly flashed in his mind.

Species: Burning Hell Undead Race

Name: Resurrected dead corpse

Strength: Extremely weak (Hell Minions)

Weakness: Head

Introduction: It's not an undead race that burns hell, it's just an ordinary corpse invaded by demonic power, although Liliang is 1-5 times that of ordinary people, but it has a fatal weakness.

When Hao Ran was shocked by the information in his mind, the resurrected corpse had already aimed its empty eye sockets at where he was.

"Roaring ......"

There was longing in its low roar, its instinct to devour the flesh of living creatures after it had become undead. At the same time that the resurrected corpse found Haoran, it also staggered towards Haoran.

Recalling the information that flashed in his mind, Hao Ran had a general understanding of the weaknesses and strength of the resurrected corpse, and also knew that this guy was not invincible.

Although Hao Ran didn't know what was going on in him, and he didn't know that he would come here, but when he thought that he might face a new unknown shijie and more dangerous challenges, he found that not only did he not have the slightest fear in his heart, but he was excited to try it.

Haoran slowly walked out of the shadows, with an unprecedented confidence in his eyes.

I saw him reach out and grab his left shoulder and pull it hard, and with a 'whew', the dusty New York police uniform disappeared in an instant, replaced by a simple martial arts suit.

"Come on! Even in this unknown place, face unknown monsters...... I won't lose the name of my master, his old man, the first thief in China, and the nightmare! ”

"Roaring ......"

The roar of the resurrected corpse seemed to be in response to Haoran's provocation!

And the roar was like a signal, and as soon as the voice fell, a person and a corpse suddenly accelerated and wanted to rush towards each other.

But as soon as the resurrected corpse took a step forward, Haoran actually fit into the arms of the dead corpse, and with a 'bump', the resurrected corpse flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground, and the dust under its body spread out like a wave.

"My speed is more than twice as fast as before......

Ignoring the resurrected corpse that struggled to rise, Haoran raised his hands to his chest and looked at his body in disbelief. There is at least a distance of more than 20 meters between one person and one corpse, and the step taken by the resurrected corpse is ignored, and the remaining 20 meters away from Hao Ran only took a second.

You must know that Haoran has only one wish left since he was a child, which is to catch up with his master Haotian in terms of strength, although he has never had the luxury of surpassing his master, but here he sees hope.

"Haha......"

Hao Ran laughed out loud in ecstasy, and the insolent laughter spread like ripples, until he saw the resurrected corpse get up again, and muttered: "Master, this strange place doesn't seem to be the shijie I am familiar with, although there may be no way to avenge you!" But ......"

A ray of light flashed in Haoran's eyes, and the excited expression was even a fool could see, since he was followed by Haotian, he came into contact with a brand-new shijie, and the flying sky in martial arts novels was no longer an illusory dream for him, as long as he cultivated the things taught by Haotian in his heart, Feitian would no longer be a dream.

But in this place, the disciple saw what he had always longed for...... Strength! ”

As soon as the words fell, Hao Ran kicked the person under his feet, and he had turned into a wisp of strong wind and rushed towards the resurrected corpse.

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