It rained all day and all night, and a hand stretched out from the death pit outside the barracks.
The night watchman lost the lantern in fright, fled back to the barracks and reported to the corps leader.
Together with the soldiers, the corporal took the long knife and the lamp, and went out of the camp to check.
The two looked around and saw a figure sitting quietly among the dead bodies in the pouring rain.
The corporal took a look from a distance with a lantern, but saw that it was a soldier, wearing a broken standard leather armor, leaning on a pile of skulls, with his back to the light.
The head of the corps held the long knife tightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is in front?"
Through the rain, only a vague voice could be heard: "The soldiers of the forward battalion are seriously injured and can't move."
Can't move
The corporal's expression eased, and he stepped forward with a knife and said, "It turns out that you are a brother from the Qianfeng Battalion. Come, let me help you up."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, go die."
The long knife broke through the rain, turned into a ray of cold light, and slashed at the man's neck.
The corporal's knife was extremely fierce, and the timing was right, the man's head was cut off directly, and rolled into the depths of the corpse pit.
It's a one-off!
Wu Zhang took back the long knife with a smirk, and suddenly his face changed: "What—"
A figure soared into the sky from the pile of corpses under the man, and the cold light in his hand wiped off the corporal's arm.
The arm and the long knife were chopped off, and a blood mist exploded from the severed arm, scattered in the wind and night rain.
When the severe pain came, Wu Zhang's face showed disbelief, and a figure leaping high was reflected in his pupils.
A dagger zoomed in before the corporal commander's eyes.
With a plop, the dagger pierced into the eye socket.
The sharp pain lasted only a brief moment, and then it was pitch black.
After counting interest.
The boy pulled out the dagger from the corporal leader's eye socket.
The corporal's body fell straight backwards into the mud.
Holding the dagger, the young man stood silently on the spot.
As the night rain fell, the muddy water on the boy's face was washed away, revealing a pair of bright eyes.
Suddenly, the boy's eyes became sharp.
Under his feet, Corporal's stomach suddenly swelled, and there was a strange gurgling sound in his stomach.
The young man took a deep breath, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed the corporal leader's stomach with all his strength.
There was an inhuman scream, and a layer of black mist spewed out from the corporal leader's belly, and his belly was heaving and unsteady, as if something was struggling desperately.
With a crash, Corporal Chief's belly burst open, and a pitch-black and skinny claw stretched out.
Before the terrifying ghost claw could make any move, the young man held the hilt of the sword with both hands and twisted violently.
"die!"
The boy spat out a word.
The frantically writhing corpse suddenly froze, and the ghost claw slowly fell down unwillingly, without making any further movements.
All returned to silence.
The stinky black blood slowly spread from under the corporal leader's body.
Seeing this layer of black blood, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled out his dagger vigorously.
He looked down at the strange corpse on the ground and muttered to himself.
"Such a strange situation, I don't know what the task reward will be?"
With three-point expectation, the boy yelled softly, "System!"
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
Time passed quietly, but nothing happened.
In the dark night, only the sound of wind blowing and rain falling can be heard endlessly.
The young man tilted his head unexpectedly, and looked back and forth—the death pit was behind him, the corpse of the devil was under his feet, and not far ahead, a soldier was paralyzed on the ground with fright, even his lips were trembling.
"strangeness."
The boy was puzzled and said, "The task has not been completed yet?"
The system remained silent, indicating that the task had not been completed.
Looking at the soldier, the boy suddenly felt that something had been overlooked by him.
The boy thought for a while, and moved forward with difficulty, but almost fell into the mud.
Just now I was concentrating on killing the devil, I didn't feel it for a while, but now that I have recovered, I found that my body hurts everywhere, it hurts like hell.
The two legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every step they moved required all their strength.
This is very wrong.
At the moment when the end came, I tried my best to kill the final demon lord, but I didn't exit the game. Instead, I entered this inexplicable place with a whole body of pain.
Where is this
The boy frowned, staggered to the soldiers, and gave a military salute.
"Xiaoqi Camp, Gu Qingshan came to report."
"You, you, you killed Shangguan!" the soldier stammered.
"He's not human." Gu Qingshan looked at the soldier and said in his mouth.
The soldiers wore ancient standard leather armor, which didn't even have a spiritual power drive device—no matter how neglected the troops were, they wouldn't wear such antique gadgets.
Gu Qingshan looked at himself, he was actually covered in antiques, and the original equipment had disappeared.
This is strange.
The soldier quickly glanced at the dead man's pit, the corporal's weird corpse was still lying motionless in the mud.
The soldier hesitated, "But...but when you killed him, how did you know he was not human?"
Gu Qingshan spread his hands and said: "I was just a little more careful, and he moved first."
Gu Qingshan walked back again, dragged the body of the corporal leader to the soldiers, and asked the soldiers to examine it carefully.
"Look, this is a skinned gorefiend."
Gu Qingshan peeled off the corporal leader's belly with a short sword, but inside was a monster with a dark head, vertical pupils, and a ferocious face.
Seeing the corpse of the monster with his own eyes made the soldiers even more shocked.
The soldier recalled his comrades who had died inexplicably in the past few days, and he was terrified in his heart, and finally felt a little grateful to the boy.
The soldier stabilized his mind and asked, "Your name is Gu Qingshan?"
"right."
"Xiaoqi Battalion?"
"right."
"Where's the badge?"
Gu Qingshan took out his waist card, looked at it himself, and then threw it to the other party for inspection.
This belt is heavier than he imagined.
With today's refining technology, the identity badge can be refined to be as light as a page of paper, but why is the waist badge on my body as heavy as a weight.
The young man became more and more suspicious.
The soldier took the waist card and took a closer look, and it was indeed the words "Xiaoqiying Gu Qingshan" on it, and the whole waist card was surrounded by traces of aura full of vitality.
The badge is real.
The soldier let out a long breath, and the tension on his face faded away, revealing a look of exhaustion: "Finally, a living person came, hurry up, you can't stay outside for long, you follow me into the barracks."
That's right, Gu Qingshan slightly nodded and said: "Okay."
The soldier handed back his badge, turned around and walked towards the camp.
Gu Qingshan took the badge and took a closer look.
— This waist card is not only heavy, but the entire texture is actually bronze, with a few words carved on the surface, clumsy and ugly, completely outdated.
obsolete style...
Gu Qingshan only felt a light flash across his heart, and an indescribable fear hit his heart.
He raised his head abruptly, his eyes fixed on the soldiers in front of him.
Ancient standard leather armor.
The answer was so unbelievable that Gu Qingshan couldn't help asking loudly: "Brother, what year is it now?"
The soldier turned his head and looked at him strangely: "It's the six hundred and eighty-first year of Taiping."
Gu Qingshan was stunned.
Suddenly, the waterfall-like stream of data turned into a frantically moving blue light, flashing across Gu Qingshan's eyes like a raging wave.
boom-
The cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded.
"The current time is confirmed as the end of Taiping."
"The flow of time is stable, and it is confirmed that it is out of the turbulent flow of time and space."
"Judgment: Successfully escaped the doomsday!"
"The identity reset was successful, and the current identity is: Human Race Pioneer Army Xiaoqi Battalion Soldier."
The system finally started, but Gu Qingshan felt no joy in his heart, he just felt that the scene in front of him was unbelievable.
How could it be the last year of Taiping, the game has not even started this year!
This is a past time that only exists in the background and history of the game. Human beings in the real world have not officially entered this terrifying different world of the game.
It will be a year before players enter the game.
Could it be that he returned to before the game started
So what about in the real world, could it be that he also returned to the past in reality
Gu Qingshan's heart clenched fiercely, and he couldn't help but look up.
In front, the soldiers walked further and had already crossed the gate of the barracks.
On the door of the barracks, a ray of spiritual light from the hidden magic circle appeared occasionally.
Looking into the distance beyond the barracks, in the depths of the dark and desolate wilderness, a huge blurry figure could be vaguely seen, flashing and disappearing in the torrential rain.
Gu Qingshan slowly raised his arm, opened his mouth and took a bite.
A row of clear teeth marks appeared on the arm, and blood gradually oozes from the deeper part of the bite.
It hurts!
This is not a dream!
Gu Qingshan was like a sculpture, standing motionless in the torrential rain, letting the cold rain fall from the sky, drenching his body.