Antarkuta thought it was a really pleasant day.

If you don't look at the hungry rumbling belly.

At least in his more than 8,000-year-long Shura life, being hungry was a novel experience, so he wasn't really disgusted.

He easily climbed the city wall more than fifty meters high with his bare hands, and several guns were pointed at him at the moment of brushing.

"Again...... Are you again? The team leader had a headache and instantly began to stutter, "You...... Aren't you in town? ”

"Oh, it's not that I'm not very familiar with the environment, and when you have a curfew in the evening, I'll come up and talk to you."

"You...... You can't come up! This is a military exclusion zone! The team leader said weakly.

"Oh." Antakuta nodded in understanding, then found a comfortable seat and sat down.

The squad leader decided to ignore him.

The soldiers dispersed again. The observer at the nearby sentry post quipped on the radio: "Who is this, the big guy from the headquarters?" Why are you all quails? ”

", that's scarier than the big guy. Have you ever seen a man climb the wall with his bare hands? The team leader held the communicator in his hand, looked at the open wasteland in front of him, and said helplessly.

"Forget it. If you don't get in the way, you'll be fine. The observer shifted and continued to look at the screen in front of him.

The sentry post fell silent again.

It's night, and a cold wind is starting to blow in the wasteland. Antakuta stretched comfortably, listening to the howl in the distance, and suddenly felt that it might not be bad to stay on Earth like this.

That's a dangerous idea.

The shield-bearing troops in gray uniforms braved the cold wind and looked at the endless wasteland. The city behind him has turned into darkness, and a few scattered bits of light can prove the footprints of humanity.

Bang, bang.

The heavy bell rang out, drowning out the approaching howls.

"Night Clock. When the bell rings, it is the time of the head of the bloody city. The team leader muttered to himself, not knowing if he was sighing or talking to Antakuta.

"It's been days and nights, and we've made it through safely. Once upon a time, that black wasteland was a human city. Now it has become the grave of mankind. ”

The team leader was holding a rifle, and his eyes revealed a melancholy.

"I don't understand." Antakuta took out the book, "The loss of territory is due to the incompetence of the monarch. Then take it back, not be sentimental here. ”

"Everybody knows." The team leader brushed the bolt of the gun, "It's just that if we die in battle on this uninhabitable land, what will happen to the people behind us." ”

Click.

Click.

Countless bolts rang out, and the floor of the city wall silently opened countless hollows, from which the barrels of guns glowing with merciless colors protruded.

The searchlights were all turned on, and they shot into the endless darkness.

The light was like a sharp blade tearing through the dark curtain, and the heavy cloth was lifted open to reveal its hideous face underneath.

Tidal blurred figures gathered beneath the city walls. They are strangely shaped, like the worst nightmare in the world.

Antakuta was already standing by the city wall at some point, leaning against the low railing, staring at the distortions beneath the wall.

"What's wrong, the first time I came to the border, I was scared?" The team leader stood beside him and smiled.

Antakuta came back to his senses and shook his head, "I think of the time when I was young, expanding my territory, and watching the armies of other clans coming to the city, my heart is boiling." It's a pity that I can't enjoy that kind of fun anymore. ”

The team leader opened his mouth wide and looked confused, how can this make people talk?

I've never seen anyone pretend to be like this!

This is too fake, okay!

But looking at the side face of Anta Kuta, the eyes with remembrance and the plain face turned out to be like an emperor.

"Alas, you human beings are so miserable, you have so many troubles. At that time, I rushed out of the city with a shackle, swept away thousands of troops, and was invincible on the scorched earth......"

As he spoke, he waved his right hand violently. Something exploded in the air, and stenching minced flesh was scattered all over the ground.

The squad leader's gunshot rang out, "Draw the knife, there are ghosts." Damn, why are they again, they're very active during this time!"

"Ah, Manxiu's boy's people? What a failed experiment. Antakuta sighed and grabbed a soldier who had suddenly fallen to the ground, the shackles pierced out of the void, and a dozen ghost figures appeared in the air and were crucified to the ground.

"You, you're a mutant!" The team leader was overjoyed, is this strength the legendary watchman?

"Ah, this." Antakuta looked at the shackle in his hand, "It's just a toy in my room." ”

This is the truth, Shura can use his body to conjure all kinds of things, and he has a strong mental power, and he is not tired of conjuring up dozens of weapons.

But this sounds a little terrible to the team leader, assuming that what the man in front of him said is true, combined with General Zhao's reaction.

He felt like he had found the truth.

While firing the gun, he casually asked, "What about the Watchmen's salary?"

"Ah, what's that?" Anta Kuta was stunned for a moment.

That's right! The team leader's happy beard was about to be crooked. Only a few people know that in fact, the watchmen are not paid, and their subsidies are only various weapons and privileges.

Although no one knows why.

After cleaning up the ghosts on the city wall, the team leader shouted: "Report casualties!"

"Report! The shoes were wounded, and the abdomen was slashed by the ghost man's knife and sent down. No one died. ”

The squad leader nodded with satisfaction, and then whispered to the soldiers: "There are masters, don't panic!"