Book 2: Opening Chapter 58 to Death
"Phew! Bah! I am a good young man in Luoyang, and I haven't even married a wife, how can I die. Hmph, big brother, I believe we will survive, and when the time comes, I will take you to my hometown to see the sea of bellflowers. Luoyang was obviously dissatisfied with Luo Xia's teasing, his eyes looked at the front with a firm and abnormal, as if he was recalling some beautiful things, and he was actually a little stupid.
Damn, you can YY in this state, this kid is really good. He looked at the approaching black line in the distance with some uneasiness, as if he saw the Grim Reaper brandishing a scythe in the sea of sand at his feet, laughing wildly...
The oppressive atmosphere made Luo Xia couldn't help but take a hard breath of hot air, pretending to despise Luoyang who was in a state of obsession, and he suddenly wanted to chat with someone too.
After seeing Luoyang's heartless expression after thinking of his hometown, some of the commotion in his heart couldn't help but be hooked, and he asked a little nervously and expectantly: "I said, Xiaoluo, when the time comes, I will go to your hometown, do you want to honor your beautiful sister to my eldest brother." ”
"Huh? Dumb brother, I don't have any sisters. ”
How? Why is the quality of the younger brother so low recently, didn't they all take a little brother to take out to supplement the harem?
Looking at the confused sunset, Luo Xia was disappointed, daring to love, he was a cup, he was dressed like this, and he was so miserable after being mixed for more than half a year, it is estimated that he is really the only one. He didn't think about it at all, and the other party didn't say that he wanted to be his little brother.
"Hehe, I do have a younger sister, if Brother Huang is interesting, when we get out alive, I will definitely introduce it to you." Just when he was disappointed, a rough young man next to him patted him on the shoulder with a grin.
It's just, big brother, can your hands not tremble?
"Huh? Brother Ma Chao, really? Luo Xia's heart fluttered, and he turned his head to look at the person behind him in surprise, it was Ma Chao and some of his friends who had saved him and Luoyang in the underground prison two days ago. Looking at the other party's appearance, it seems that he has recovered from the blow of his brother's death, maybe the people of this world are more indifferent to death.
It's just that before he was happy, a few familiar men on the side leaned over to the platform that dismantled Ma Chao.
"Quack, little brother, I'm afraid you won't be blessed."
"yes, yes, that figure, it's... Tut-tut..."
Luo Xia looked at the coquettish expressions of several people, and suddenly asked with glowing eyes: "How!" ”
But he didn't want to, Ma Chao, who was laughing at Mimi before, broke out instantly, and pushed everyone to the other side of the crowd with a smile and scolding: "Get out!" Get out! It's rare that Brother Huang is so sincere, so you don't come to join in the fun. ”
Encountering this kind of good thing, Luo Xia naturally smiled, but after he saw the tooth-souring smiles of several people around him, he vaguely felt a little uncomfortable, so he carefully pulled an acquaintance and asked hopefully: "This big brother, Ma Chao's sister is really tall... Is it the best? ”
"Hehe, yes, yes, if you get fatter, little brother, I guess you won't find many of them as good as his sister, hehe." The man smiled, which made Luo Xia feel creepy.
A terrible scene arose in his mind - there were four feet on the bed, two small ones underneath, two large ones on top, and then up there was a bunch of Roshan, and the owner of the small feet, that is, himself, was completely covered under Roshan ...
Sweat.
After this trouble, although Luo Xia was a little respectful of Ma Chao, everyone's mood was much soothed. When a dozen or so people got together, they could be regarded as a little bit of care, and in the face of the next battle, the panic in their hearts was a little less.
In fact, there are many coolies who are grouped together with each other in the hope of taking care of each other, but it is not known whether it is useful or not. With this level of commotion, the Overseer behind them would not stop it at all.
The Inhuman race is an acquired race, and this race is not simply composed of a similar race. On the contrary, her composition is unusually complex.
Inhumans, a group of remnants who are rumored to be visitors to foreign lands, and some people say that they are a collective name for a race that has been modified by alchemy technology, magic energy, genetics, etc., or by human or natural factors, but either way, they are not accepted by other mainstream traditional races, so they call themselves a race.
It can be said that this is a mutant race that hates all intelligent races. In addition, due to the nature of the Inhumans, they rarely have a history and culture that belongs to the entire race, so it is difficult to achieve unity of will, and they are also destined to have fierce internal strife, brutal habits, and are increasingly rejected by other races.
The multitude of races, murderous habits, and diverse abilities make this a chaotic and aggressive race. If it weren't for the fact that most of them lived in the treacherous swamps and misty forests of the southern terrain, they would have been cleared up long ago.
However, in this way, the Inhumans have adopted another efficient form of coalition government, the Lord's Parliamentary System. They have 300-500 seats in their council, and the strongest of the Inhumans can challenge any member of parliament and replace him. Then, whether it is to create another clan or to belong to the original clan and become a leader, it is a very free thing.
The Blood Worm Clan is a small race among many Inhuman races, but an alien race with several official councillors, and it is a very xenophobic kind, a powerful fighting race. In terms of individual combat effectiveness alone, the ordinary people among them are not even as good as humans, but because they have a companion race, the Blood Leech Clan, the Blood Leech Legion has become a nightmare-level existence.
Leech Clan, racial talent, bloodline curse.
However, the curse was applied to the Blood Worms.
One of the most well-known and widespread curses is the Curse of Blood. All Blood Worm Clansmen who fall under this curse will gain a talent - extracting the blood essence from the prey, and by sucking these blood essences, they can multiply their strength, and at the cost of the desire for blood reaching a pathological level.
Even the most basic Hundred Blood level curses require the Hungry Worm Clan who have been cursed to suck the blood of a hundred intelligent beings of the same level in order to suppress the irrational thirst for blood in their hearts. In the process, the more people they kill and the more blood they suck, the stronger they will become.
This is destined to be an extremely chaotic and brutal race, and even within the Inhuman race, it is regarded as a heretic, belonging to a murderous race that is not welcomed.
Fortunately, neither the number of the Blood Fly Clan nor the Blood Leech Clan is large, otherwise the Blood Fly Legion would have been slaughtered a long time ago.
But this is not the reason why the Blood Snake Clan lists humans as blood feuds, since the moment the Demon Colonist was born thousands of years ago, humans and the Blood Fly Clan have been immortal.
The rise of humanity can even be said to be based on the blood of the Blood Worm Clan.
The pitch-black armor, the little pale and terrifying dot in the black eyeballs that occupy the entire eye socket, and the perverted and distorted expression. This was Luo Xia's impression of the Hungry Legion soldiers who were approaching hundreds of meters ahead, and along with this impression was a feeling of oppression.
It made him feel as if he was confronting a pack of bloodthirsty and hateful mad dogs!
If it weren't for the red-eyed officers in the Blood Fly Legion who whipped them from time to time to deter them, Luo Xia was very suspicious that the other party would have rushed over and slashed them at this moment.
It feels terrible.
But he and the coolies around him had no way to retreat, and the large two-handed broad-bladed knives in the hands of the Overseers behind him would kill anyone who dared to escape.
Ironically and fortunately, not only do the Angry Hammers have cannon fodder, but there are also cannon fodder on the side of the more racial Inhumans, and there are many more. Let Luo Xia and them, the cannon fodder, not have to face such a murderous opponent as soon as they come up.
A humanoid with a jackal's head is messily lined up in front of the legion of blood beetles. Jackal people, among the many disadvantaged races, are the most suitable races to be cannon fodder, compared to races such as pig-headed and rat-headed people, jackal people know how to unite and cooperate.
Well, in fact, these species with various heads are actually not much different, they are all bottom-level existences, whether they are dog heads or tiger heads, they are all abnormal species that have failed to evolve.
In addition, these twisted creatures are not an inhuman subspecies.
They have existed in this world since some time, and have never risen up, and they are seen as mutants of beasts, not recognized by the sapient races, not even by the Inhumans.
But the animal-like domestication habits, low IQ and milk-giving values, and super reproductive ability are the best cannon fodder troops, enslaved by the major races.
Even in human countries, it is rare to see jackal people or something coming to the home and nursing home, cheap and loyal. Most of them have no ethnic mentality, and don't even mind killing each other to please their masters.
In addition to the same ethnic unity, fertile ability, and xenophobic humans, the Jackal People are known as friends of cannon fodder.
Distorted Creatures - Beings or half-life beings that should be born in an unnatural form, beings that cannot possess complete intelligence and independent consciousness, or whose values are distorted by external forces.
The Inhumans were once defined as twisted creatures, but after the resistance and rise of the Inhuman Alliance, they became one of the strongest forces in the continent, and were finally recognized as members of the intelligent race.
The jackal man is no more than 1.5 meters tall and empty-handed, but he has a pair of sharp nails that can easily tear through ordinary leather armor.
For the Inhumans who live in swampy wastelands and misty forests, lacking the ability to make them, it is better to use their claws and equally sharp teeth than to give these cannon fodder worn-out weapons.
The only difference was that there was a large jackal man more than two meters tall, carrying a solid wooden hammer the size of a wheel, and he didn't know what to do in silence for a moment.
Beasts are beasts after all, even if they have evolved simple intelligence.
When the two armies lined up and the rumbling war drums began to beat in full force, the jackal, who was stimulated by the manic atmosphere and the blood food on the opposite side, instantly lost control.
Under the leadership of the leader of the large jackals, more than 20,000 jackals rushed towards the human camp like a tide with a roaring and wild scream, and rushed towards the place where the pioneer camp was! Roll up the rumbling sand and dust, and roar wildly!
At the same time, the soldiers of the Overseer behind the pioneer battalion also began to roar in unison: "Maintain formation, don't move!! Don't let any of the beasts squeeze in! Kill! Kill me! If you want to live, kill all those disgusting beasts, and those who retreat, die! ”
In fact, they don't need to shout, the coolies already know what is in front of them. Although the jackal man is short in stature, his running speed is far better than that of humans, and it is estimated that it is difficult to escape. Everyone roared in unison, and rushed towards the jackals who were surging in like a tide.
"Hold on! Resist! Don't panic, everyone! Watch your companions and don't get swept away! Protect the vital points, you won't die if you get caught a few times somewhere else! Simply enough, under the leadership of Situ Gang, the hundreds of members of the team did not stand in the rear to watch the excitement, and the shouts and voices mixed with the back of the crowd became the best instructions for the rookies who had just entered the battlefield.
To put it bluntly, these guys are also unlucky in the regular army, how can the real Overseer team stand with cannon fodder.
Immediately after, the rushing crowd of jackals and coolies collided violently, and suddenly countless collisions sounded at the same time.
The roar between the weapons, the sound of flesh being cut, the roar of monsters, the roars of companions, the cries for help, all kinds of miserable and messy screams were intertwined, making everyone feel like they were instantly deaf.
Luo Xia never thought that one day he would fall into such a cruel battlefield of cold weapons, and the mutual tilting of flesh and flesh and all kinds of screams made him lose himself in an instant and fall into a trance...
Many! That's too much! Everywhere around is the figure of the jackal man, and countless chaotic weapons are shaking with the jumping of the jackal man.
Disorderly! It's such a mess! The blood splattered everywhere, the weapons that broke from time to time, and the limbs and flesh that rolled with bloodshot beads, in all kinds of chaotic roars, reflected everyone as if they were evil spirits struggling in the boundless hell...
"Be careful!"