The Ye family's escort fleet, the flagship, the Walk in the Clouds.

The voyage continued, Ye Weiwei locked herself in the room, twenty-four hours had passed since the major change in the A19 ruins, Ye Weiwei had barely eaten, and her mood was extremely low.

After all, she was just an ignorant little girl, Ye Weiwei couldn't figure out what was wrong with her, as if she had lost something important, and when she closed her eyes, her head was full of Han Lang's shadow.

Maybe it's because Han Lang gave her the freedom that no one else can give, when she was by Han Lang's side, Ye Weiwei could wear skirts, pick up naughty puppies, and do a lot of things that she always wanted to do but couldn't, and this gradually developed into an attachment.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning, Ye Weiwei took out her tablet computer and watched the live news, at this moment the eyes of the whole galaxy were still around the tragedy that happened at the A19 ruins.

The hostess said in a very fast voice: "According to the latest news we have received, the Galactic Alliance has officially announced that twenty-four hours after the opening of the A19 ruins, the battle damage rate has reached 98.1%, that is, among the 100,000 young geniuses who entered the ruins, only 1,900 are still alive. ”

"Now, we would like to ask our special guest, Professor Prandley, an expert in the field of heritage studies, to explain to us what this figure really means. How many of the warriors who were still alive were able to hold out until twenty-nine days later, when the ruins were closed. ”

The old professor scratched his hair and said in a low voice: "Well, to be honest, we should be glad that the 100,000 young warriors were not completely wiped out, after all, the battle damage rate was so high when the ruins were first opened, and now I have reason to believe that the soldiers who are still alive have left the landing site, that is, the Dark Temple." ”

"As we all know, once you walk out of the Dark Hall, you will face the space world established by the prehistoric civilization with super high-tech standards, this world is extremely vast, although it is still full of dangers, but after all, you will no longer want to be under full siege like when the Dark Hall was located, and these 1,900 warriors still have hope to hold on until the ruins are closed."

"Besides, the fighters who can hold on to the present and are still alive are all elites, and the vast majority of fighters with relatively low levels and insufficient tactical quality have probably been eliminated, in short, I am cautious and pessimistic about the results in twenty-nine days, after all, it has been too long, and no one knows what the situation is in the ruins now."

The red-haired hostess hurriedly asked, "Professor, you just said that you would be safe for the time being when you left the Dark Hall, can you give us an introduction to the specific situation inside the ruins space?" ”

The old professor nodded, "In general, the A19 ruins are a complete world, not much different from the world we are in, the landing point I just said is the dark hall, and there will be a short safety period when you walk out of the hall and enter the ruins world." ”

"The real threat is that the world inside the ruins is not static, and as time goes on, more and more hidden entrances and traps will be opened, which is supposed to be an opportunity for warriors to find many valuable blueprints and treasures."

"But at the same time, more Dark Beasts, even stronger beings than Dark Beasts, will appear in the ruins, and this is a gradual strengthening process."

"There's no point in calculating how many surviving warriors there are now, wait until three days before the ruins close, when the survival inside the ruins is the most difficult, and then let's see."

The red-haired host was stunned, "You mean that there are rules of operation inside the ruins, and the difficulty of survival will gradually increase, and the last three days will reach its peak, which is the most dangerous, right?" ”

Professor Prandley nodded, "It's always been like this, because the A19 ruins are different from other ruins, it was originally a testing ground for prehistoric civilizations, and when prehistoric civilizations retreated, many dark beasts and other more powerful battle creatures were put in, so"

Ay~

Ye Weiwei suddenly felt her heart twitch, she couldn't be regarded as a girl with very little guts, but when she heard the difficult situation of the warriors inside the ruins, she somehow felt very scared, and she didn't even dare to continue listening.

"Han Lang, you must not die." Ye Weiwei curled up in the quilt, her eyes gradually moistened

Miracle Galaxy, prehistoric remains of A19.

Sure enough, it was a trial with a difficulty of up to level seven, and it had been eighteen hours in a row, Han Lang was surrounded by a large group of orcs, and they would stand up and challenge Han Lang one by one, and Han Lang had to defeat every opponent, as long as he lost even one game, he would be brutally eliminated.

Surrounded by ruined walls, collapsed and burning houses, this trial is a simulation of Han Lang as a survivor of the city, besieged by countless enemies.

Fortunately, this siege was not a rush up, but more like an endless ring match, in eighteen hours, Han Lang did not know how many opponents he killed, and the test never ended.

Another orc stepped forward, stepping on the shattered rubble, flexing muscles harder than steel.

Orcs are the name given to them by Han Lang, these guys obviously do not belong to humans, their foreheads are narrower and taller, their noses are pouted into the sky, their mouths are indiscriminately growing with a row of fangs, they wear animal skins, and their bodies are covered with ornaments made of animal bones, and their height is generally more than two meters five.

In addition to humans, there are actually many alien races in the galaxy, but due to the strength of human beings, the survival situation of aliens is generally very difficult, or engaged in some high-risk industries, like Lao Mo of the Kui tribe to be a despised skinner, or like a Wu warrior as an assassin.

At the moment, this strange alien race, the warriors are all strength, fighting by brute force, and they fight like beasts, so Han Lang calls them orcs.

The battle of the orc clan was simple and brave, they didn't say a word, and immediately attacked Han Lang with brute force after they stood up, one was killed, and then the second stood up again, and so on.

Whew~

This guy, like all his previous opponents, was dumb and didn't say a word, he could only shout wildly, and he rushed towards Han Lang with his fist.

Han Lang secretly complained in his heart, among so many superpowers, the power system is relatively ordinary, and it is also an enemy that Han Lang is very unwilling to deal with, because the power superpower is just greater than others, Han Lang uses darkness to extinct it, and the characteristic is to deprive others of dazzling superpowers.

Han Lang can drag the flying guy down from the sky, he can suffocate the guy who can suffocate in the water, and make the thunderbolt, fire, ice, and other superpowers all dumb! It can't be said that Han Lang's dark extinction is not powerful enough.

But an opponent of the power system, what can Han Lang deprive him?

Swish~

The fist of the orc warrior was like a big hammer, smashing it against Han Lang's head, and the fist wind was roaring, and the momentum was heavy!

This was a battle with no end in sight, and Han Lang was very skeptical that this kind of siege would continue for seven days and seven nights.

If that's the case, Han Lang will be miserable, the darkness is boundless, and the super power is extinct! Han Lang is more powerful than he encounters strong enemies, and when these ordinary opponents besiege with crowd tactics, his expertise is not easy to play.

Han Lang's eyes were tightly fixed on the other party's fist, and his body leaned to the left side strangely.

In the long-term confrontation, Han Lang learned to predict, predict the direction of the enemy's attack, and learned to kill the opponent with as little physical energy as possible, after all, it is a crowd tactic, Han Lang does not know how long this battle will last, and saving medicine and physical strength has become his most important task at present.

Han Lang's attacks and counterattacks were closer to nature, and he did it casually, only to see that after he dodged his opponent's fist sideways, he suddenly accelerated, and his body, which was about to fall to the ground, was incredibly supported, and his right fist used the power of darkness to throw it behind him, directly smashing into the back of this orc's heart!

Rumble!

The power of darkness, crit!

The dark force pierces the opponent's body from behind and shatters his heart!

There is no doubt that this is an extremely efficient way of attacking, Han Lang does not have any superfluous moves, does not use any more power of the dark heart, only uses one punch, only hits the enemy's most vital place, and one punch will kill the opponent!

Unconsciously, Han Lang's killing technique was improving at an alarming rate.

Han Lang's dark crit is very powerful, but in the past, Han Lang often used all his strength to kill him, and smashed down with one punch to directly smash the enemy into slag, and burst like a broken balloon!

And when it is necessary to save physical energy, Han Lang can't use brute force like this, he must skillfully use the power of darkness to kill people in the most efficient, labor-saving, and fastest way.

"It's not endless, come again! Sooner or later, I'll kill you one by one! Han Lang shouted loudly, he was cheering himself up.

After all, it was a non-stop battle for eighteen hours in a row, Han Lang couldn't count how many people he had killed, compared to the pressure test that was not enough at all, the way prehistoric civilizations trained warriors was much more cruel than humans.

Swish~

Just when Han Lang shouted these words, thinking that the battle would continue endlessly, the ruined walls around him suddenly disappeared, and those ugly orcs with fangs were nowhere to be seen, and there was darkness in the suspended tower.

In its place is a curtain of light.

"1,000 kills complete."

"It took eighteen hours, four minutes and five seconds."

"Evaluation, the primary killing machine"

Han Lang read the words on the light curtain, it turned out that he had killed so many people unconsciously? 1,000 kills take 18 hours and 4 minutes, with an average of one minute to kill an opponent!?

A primary killing machine?

Han Lang felt that this title didn't seem so good.

Swish~

Suddenly, the light curtain flashed again, and the second paragraph appeared, and Han Lang, who was directly startled, almost made his eyes fall off!

"Four hours later, start the intermediate killing machine test, target, 10,000 kills!"

Han Lang finally understood that this seventh-level suspended tower was the place to cultivate killing machines!

I've just finished killing a thousand, and in the blink of an eye, I'm going to kill another 10,000!