After the big impact, the last decade of the melee, and finally, the war came to an end.

At this time, the number of human beings who survived was only a hundred thousand, and the very few disposable and viable areas of the entire earth were divided into three regions, and these areas became the private property of one person. They have their own armed forces and stand on their own as a country, namely: Yanshang Kingdom, Quzhi Kingdom, and Runxia Kingdom.

Why did the war stop when the three countries were at war before they were founded?

Because the three countries are all close in terms of population, region, and living environment, and their armed forces are similar, no one can win against the other. The most important point: resources.

Each of the three countries has the resources that are indispensable for human survival, namely fire, fresh water, and food. To be precise, the country of Yanshang has oil, the country of Quzhi has food, and the country of Runxia has water.

After years of war and killing, the leaders of the three countries have come to recognize the fact that they can only survive if they stop the war and cooperate with each other.

At this point, the earth no longer has six major plates, but is divided into four parts: Yanshang Kingdom, Quzhi Kingdom, Runxia Kingdom, and an endless desert, which the world calls the "Desert Sea".

However, a rumor has been circulating for a long time, in the very center of the desert sea, there is another country, not so much a country, but a pure land. Because it is too small and insignificant compared to the vast desert sea.

It is rumored that it is located at the junction of the "Eurasian plate" and the "Pacific plate" and the "Indian Ocean plate", or more precisely, it is located in the southeast corner of the "Eurasian plate".

It is said that some people who are not afraid of death want to cross the desert sea and find that pure land, but so far no one has succeeded, not so much not afraid of death, but those who are desperate......

In 2210, in the realm of the Yan Shang Kingdom, an old-fashioned, dilapidated motorcycle sped through the wilderness, and the whistling sound was extremely wild. Due to the speed being too fast, I couldn't see his face clearly, and I could only see a man, about thirty years old, wearing a red short-sleeved jacket, sunglasses, and a long knife behind his back that was extremely conspicuous.

Yes, he is a fighter, a member of the Flame Kingdom Fighter Legion.

With the screech of brakes, the motorcycle stopped in front of a large truck that overturned on its side, and more than a dozen bodies lay on the ground not far from the truck.

They were of all colours, their clothes were tattered, and they were either untouchables or refugees. There were men, there were women, there were old people, there were small children, and there was even a baby.

"Killing Fields." The fighter couldn't help but think.

He looked around alertly, but there was nothing out of the ordinary, so he got off the motorcycle and walked towards the corpses. The motorcycle's engine is still roaring low, ready for an emergency.

Obviously, this fighter has developed the skills to survive in the treacherous Badlands.

The scene was cruel, bloody, blood all over the ground, all the corpses were almost staring, the wounds and blood were piled with flies, greedily enjoying the food that was still warm.

"Some of the corpses had multiple wounds, some had their throats cut, some had their heads cut off, and they all died of blood, which seemed to be done by ronin." The fighter thought quickly.

"There are no boys in the corpses, that's the work of the bounty ronin, most likely a certain leader smuggled the boy to train warriors......"

The fighter reached out and rummaged through the corpse, and found that the corpse was not yet cold, and thought, "I haven't gone far yet." ”

He forgot about the body, rolled over and got on the motorcycle, and chased down the lane with a roar of the motorcycle.

After half an hour's drive, the fighters found a truck in an abandoned camp on the side of the road, seventeen or eighteen strong men sitting around a campfire, and two wild boars roasting on the fire, and the fragrance was overflowing.

The group was talking and laughing, preparing for a full meal, when they saw a fighter coming, they became vigilant and drew their weapons to their sides.

"They must have done it." The fighter only took one look and concluded that the people in front of him were murderers.

The fighter slowly braked the motorcycle, perhaps knowing that there was going to be a vicious fight, so he turned off the engine, took off his sunglasses, and gently placed them on the brake lever of the motorcycle. Slowly walked two or three meters in front of everyone and stopped.

"Hehe, brothers, today we are lucky to meet a fighter of the Yan Shang Kingdom." The man in the middle of the stone said contemptuously, "This fighter, are you lost?" ”

When the rest of the people heard this, they all laughed.

"I came here smelling the scent," the gladiator's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the roasted boar, looking very interested, "The craft is good." ”

"Hmph, you lackeys, what else can you do besides killing people, get out of here!" The man couldn't help but scold, "If you don't leave, don't blame us for being polite." ”

"You're the lead?" The fighter grinned, and a neat row of front teeth was exposed.

"Uh-huh."

"The Bounty Ronin ambushed a Dalit truck on the road and killed everyone in a cruel way, even the baby. It's just that except for a few boys, have you seen it? He looked at the truck next to him.

"We are ronins, but not bounty ronins, and we don't smuggle or sell people." The man said viciously, and then pointed at him, "I have made it clear enough, lackey. ”

With that, he spat at the fighter, and the rest laughed again.

The fighter did not laugh angrily, looked at the weapons in their hands in turn, stretched out his finger and pointed at three of them, and said slowly: "All three of you are holding weapons, a dagger, a broken knife, and an axe, which match the wounds of those untouchables who were killed, what else do you have to say?" ”

The leader said coldly, "Do you want to die?" I don't think you see the situation clearly, there are more than a dozen of us, you are alone, our well water does not interfere with the river water, I advise you to go, don't meddle in your business! ”

"Hehe, admit you did it?" The fighter's tone had become extremely indifferent, "This is the realm of the Yan Shang Kingdom, my leader does not allow such a thing to happen, do you obediently go back with me to be punished, or do you want me to do it myself?" ”

When these people heard this, they couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, they are well aware of the strength of the fighters, they kill people without blinking, and they generally do not clash with the fighters. However, there was only one fighter in front of him, and it was not enough to threaten them, so he dared to be so bold.

"What's in the truck?" The fighter actually laughed.

No one answered, just looked at him indifferently.

"One last time, what's in the truck?" The fighter gradually loses patience.

"What does it have to do with you?" After the leader said this, he gestured to several people, who were the three people that the fighter had just pointed to.

Seeing this, the three of them got up violently, and they were half a head taller than the fighters, and they each held their own weapons, and stepped forward step by step, surrounding the fighters in the middle.

When the fighter saw this, he knew that he was about to make a move, so he said slowly: "I will send you a word, 'born in the dust, drowned in the sea of people'." ”

"What bullshit?" The crowd didn't understand what he meant, and couldn't help but laugh.

"To put it bluntly, even if you live uselessly, your death will be meaningless." The fighter said slowly.

"Fucking bullshit, kill him!"

"Come on."

The three of them waved their weapons and beckoned to him together, and the fighter leaned over and punched the head of the man with the dagger, who fell down with a muffled grunt, and fainted.

Although the remaining two were taken aback, they did not forget the weapon in their hands, and slashed over again with a "brush". The fighter took a sharp step back, suddenly lowered his body, and kicked one person down with a sweeping leg, and then made up for it, killing him instantly.

At this time, only the blonde man with the axe was left, and he saw the right time to shoot an axe at the back of the fighter, and he was about to hit it. Unexpectedly, the fighter spun around and leaped to his feet, kicking the blonde man to the chest with a high whip kick, knocking him to the ground.

The blonde man spat blood, and he couldn't get up even if he was snorting.

The leader was taken aback, glared at the three corpses on the ground, cursed "waste", and then whistled, and the rest of the men took up their arms one after another, and at once surrounded the fighters again.

"The lackey is a good skill, what's your name?" The leader was still sitting on the stone, trying his best to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and asked contemptuously.

The fighter looked around and slowly drew the long knife behind his back: "Only those who are better than the long knife in my hand are qualified to know my name." ”

"Hiss."

The leader whistled again, and a dozen people shouted and attacked the fighters.

The fighter was nimble and quickly kicked two shots to knock the two men down. At this time, the weapons of the two people behind him attacked, and when the fighter turned around, the long knife waved, and he actually cut off the sneak attack two. Then he slashed the spear of one person on the left, threw it with great force, and nailed him to the tree with a "snort".

Before he could catch his breath, the fighter leaned his feet on the trunk of the tree, turned and kicked the two in the back, and then the long knife spun and stabbed the last two to death.

Seeing that he was so powerful, Yu Yu hesitated and didn't dare to step forward.

However, the fighter only laughed coldly, then leaped to his feet, kicked one of them away, flipped it, and smashed the other in the jaw, accompanied by the sound of broken bones spurting blood. At the same time, a man kicked him from behind, and he turned sharply, flipped it over with one hand, and made up for it with another knife.

The fighter snorted, and the long knife swung rapidly, like chopping melons and vegetables, killing all the remaining people.

"Bang!"

The fighter was hit in the back and fell directly more than two meters away, he rolled forward and jumped, and it turned out to be the leader who sneaked attack.

Seeing that he had no weapon, the fighter plunged his long knife into its scabbard and swooped it with a wave of his fists.

The leader's martial arts skills are also good, and a punch hit the fighter on the left side of the face, and the fighter spat out a mouthful of blood, turned over and kicked it. The two fought back and forth for more than a dozen moves, and the leader was kicked in the chest by the fighter, faintly in pain.

The leader gasped and pounced again, only to hear a "snort", and the fighter's left shoulder was cut and blood flowed out. Seeing that the leader already has an extra shiny dagger in his hand, he is very proud.

However, it was the badge that appeared under the torn clothes on the shoulders of the fighter, and he couldn't help but change color.

"This, this is the warrior badge, you are the training officer of the Fighter Legion, the six wings!" The leader's tone was filled with fear.

"Yes, I'm Six Wings." After saying that, he flew up and kicked it.

The leader took half a step back, and then flew to meet him, taking advantage of the situation to draw the dagger in his hand. The fighter was quick-eyed, grabbed his wrist, and exerted a heavy force, and the leader was in pain, and the dagger fell. Six Wings caught the dagger with his other hand and plunged it straight into the leader's chest.

The leader's eyes widened, and he looked at the dagger in his chest in horror, and fell backwards with a "plop".

Six Wings looked at the corpses all over the ground, sighed, and walked towards the truck.

"Brush!"

He ripped the canvas off the truck, and saw five children tied up in the car, all boys. With strips of cloth stuffed in their mouths, they looked at the bloodied man in front of them like frightened birds, and they didn't know what to do.