Arknights is too real, right?

The illusory scene disappeared.

Like a cup of ink dripping into a cup, the pain all over Xia Feng's body was instantly dispelled.

The translucent milky white light centered on Xia Feng and spread rapidly around like the shock wave of a nuclear bomb until it disappeared and everything returned to calm.

Bata!

The dagger inserted into his chest fell to the ground.

Xia Feng's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to touch his chest. His fingers felt the firm skin, and the wound deep into his heart had completely disappeared.

Not only that, all the wounds on the arms healed in an instant, and the clothes on the upper body were torn to pieces. The blood that had seeped out before still remained on the skin, but there was no trace of a wound under the blood.

If you want to use one word to describe Xia Feng's current feeling, that would be it.

Like being reborn.

The scarred Xia Feng seemed to be dead just now, as if the illusory figure ended his pain with a sharp sword and turned the body into ashes.

Now he has a brand new body.

Of course, this was just a fantasy. Xia Feng was very sure that he was still him, and his body was still his body. Those scars all healed in an instant, and the pain in his left eye and the violent power disappeared with it.

He contracted the ore disease and became an infected person. This is the information that Xia Feng currently knows, but what happened to him is definitely more than that.

Xia Feng felt that besides his consciousness, there were other things mixed into his body.

Dark Crow was shot into the wall again by Xia Feng's fist, and he also sent the dagger into Xia Feng's chest in advance. Enduring the pain of broken bones, Dark Crow climbed up from the rubble again.

When he saw Xia Feng who was still standing there, he was stunned.

Dark Crow is an Avenger, and the meaning of [Black Forest] is to take revenge on the world, assimilate ordinary people, kill ordinary people, and destroy this unfair world.

But at this moment, he couldn't even kill Xia Feng, who was defenseless and seriously injured.

Red Knife!!!

Dark Crow roared ferociously, and following his voice, a man with a hat covering his face suddenly broke through the window and jumped in from outside the 13th floor.

The infected led by Hong Dao had already solved the battle below and finally rushed over.

Hong Dao narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Feng.

He recognized Xia Feng as the person Shuang Yue protected last night. He thought he should be an ordinary person. Looking around, what Hong Dao didn't understand was why Dark Crow and Big Bob were injured.

Red Knife, kill him with us!

Dark Crow yelled at Red Knife and prepared to attack again.

Hong Dao didn't ask anything. He already understood the current situation. Xia Feng was the enemy. As long as he knew this, it was enough.

Big Bob got up from the ground and raised the chainsaw again. Red Knife slowly pulled out the long knife from the scabbard. Dark Crow frowned and took out the dagger again from his clothes.

Invisible murderous aura surrounded Xia Feng from three directions.

Sensing the dangerous aura around him, Xia Feng clenched his fists.

He didn't know what happened to him, and he didn't have time to think about it now. He only knew that the culprit who caused all this was still alive.

The Dark Crow was going to kill him, no, to be precise, the Dark Crow had already killed him. If he was still the same person, he would be a corpse now.

The anger resurfaced again, and it was several times higher than before. He didn't know anything now, and he didn't want to think about anything. He just wanted to tear these enemies into pieces who wanted to take away his life!

The black flame in his left eye ignited again, and the heartbreaking pain spread to the fingertips of his left hand, but this physical pain was far less urgent than the anger in Xia Feng's heart.

The buzz of the chainsaw came from far away, and Big Bob stepped forward.

boom!

Xia Feng's figure was so fast that he seemed to disappear from the spot instantly. The next second, he had appeared above Big Bob's head, with a black afterimage on his left foot, and stamped Big Bob's body to the ground.

The figure behind him flashed, and Dark Crow moved like a ghost, trying to stab Xia Feng's chest with the dagger in the same way.

Xia Feng turned around, and the dagger had just penetrated less than an inch, and Xia Feng's knees were already pressing against Dark Crow's belly like a hammer.

Wow!

Dark Crow's expression was distorted and he spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling that all his internal organs had been squeezed together.

Just as Xia Feng was about to tear apart Dark Crow's hateful face, suddenly there was a flash of light from the knife, a cold feeling on his back, and a deep wound across his entire back.

Enduring the severe pain, Xia Feng kicked Dark Crow away, turned around and rushed towards Hong Dao.

Big Bob, who had just been knocked down by Xia Feng, stood up again, and together with Hong Dao, they resisted Xia Feng's crazy onslaught.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Loud and dull noises kept coming from the building, and the outer walls were shaken so hard that they fell to the street, and the whole building shook precariously.

As time goes by, the positions of hunter and prey have changed. Xia Feng has more and more scars on his body, but most of them are not from enemies, but from self-inflicted wounds caused by the dark power in his body.

Dark Crow had been hammered until he lay on the ground like a dead dog and couldn't stand up. Only Red Knife and Big Bob were left to desperately resist.

It is estimated that they have cursed Dark Crow ten thousand times in their hearts. Why do they have to provoke such a mad dog?

Hong Dao wanted to find an opportunity to retreat with the Dark Crow, but Xia Feng's attacks came at him like a gust of wind and rain, leaving him unable to find any opening.

Stimulated by the blood and pain, Xia Feng had fallen into madness and truly lost his mind. He continued to attack Big Bob and Red Knife with fatal attacks.

Red flames instantly filled the long knife. Red Dao gritted his teeth, activated the Origin Stone skill, and swung the long knife in his hand towards Xia Feng.

Snapped!

Xia Feng did not dodge, raised his left hand and grasped the blade. The blade penetrated the flesh and carved into his bones, and the burning flame instantly burned the surface of his palm.

No matter how hard the red knife was, the weapon in his hand was still tightly held by Xia Feng.

Xia Feng tightly held the long knife with flames, his expression was so crazy and distorted, and then he raised his fist mixed with black flames.

Farewell, Brother Hongdao!

At this moment, Xia Feng's expression suddenly froze. He felt a surge in his body, and the next second, dozens of wounds exploded on his body out of thin air.

Black mist spurted out from Xia Feng's body, and violent energy fluctuations poured out with Xia Feng as the center, as if turning into a black vortex.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the entire building collapsed under the raging energy.

Since the natural disaster struck 27 years ago, Mandal City, which has become a city of death, has never been as lively as it is today.

As time passed, Ursus's army had penetrated into every street. They were equipped with the strictest protective measures and began to search the whole city despite the thick pathogenic substances in the air.

They were ordered to clear out all outsiders in Mandel City.

Angry roars and desperate cries intertwined in the air, and brutal battles were taking place in every street.

In order to completely occupy the huge Originium collecting ground in Mandal City, Ursus's army will ruthlessly kill everyone in sight.

boom!

Xia Feng pushed away the fragments of the wall that were pressing on him, and half of his body was exposed from the ruins.

His memory was a little fuzzy. He didn't know how much time had passed, but he could only see that the sky had begun to darken.

The ten-story building collapsed completely and turned into ruins. Dark Crow and Big Bob were no longer traceable. They may have retreated, or they may still be trapped in the ruins, he didn't know.

He felt that his body had been deformed by the crushing of gravel, and the violent force generated by his left hand had receded. Strangely, the injury on his body had not been healed this time, and the pain all over his body made him almost faint.

Xia Feng held up the rubble with his hands, trying to drag his body out of the rubble.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a black shadow passing over his head. When he raised his head, he saw a strange-looking helicopter hovering a hundred meters above him. There was a strange symbol printed on the helicopter's fuselage.

Under Xia Feng's gaze, a small figure jumped out of the helicopter and fell straight to the ground.

80 meters.

50 meters.

40 meters.

10 m.

This small figure fell rapidly, as if there was no intention to open the parachute.

boom!

The exploding gravel splashed all over Xia Feng, and the man who fell from the helicopter landed firmly next to him, kicking up a cloud of dust.

After a moment, a slender figure stood up slowly in the smoke.

Seeing this man's appearance, Xia Feng was stunned.

Slender limbs, light yellow short ponytail on both sides, crystallized curved horns, red pupils, and a huge unknown object on its back.

The girl held a slender gun barrel on her shoulder, with a trace of undisguised madness on her expression.

She stood on the ruins and stared at the city of death filled with blood and violence, and an excited voice came from her mouth.

The earth, boil!