The sky is gloomy and the haze is as thin as veil.

Even at noon, I looked up and saw only the light of the corona, and there were only halos.

There are tall buildings on the sand, crooked and slanted, and most of the buildings have been submerged in the vast sea of ​​sand.

The collapsed building complex is also magnificent.

Once upon a time, this place must have been an international metropolis, but it lost the hustle and bustle of the past and was as lonely as a ghost.

A strong wind whistled, bursts of yellow sand blew, making the sea buckthorn flowers rolling around like balls until they were stuck in the chest cavity of a skeleton.

The two human-shaped black dots in the distance are vaguely visible.

The two rode on and walked slowly, and walked through the ruins.

These two people are not like merchants or tourists. They are walking in a daze in this deserted desert. Without a special mission, they are definitely not a way to enjoy themselves.

Suddenly, a fireball suddenly slid down from the sky.

The fireballs rolled in thick smoke, splitting the haze, and the howling sounded shrill, cutting through the sky, and shooting towards the ground.

The flames radiated scarlet blood like a prairie fire, and the sky seemed to be burning under the refraction of the flames.

"Boss, look! Something has fallen!" The pronunciator's voice is sharp, most likely caused by frightening.

The mount under his crotch was frightened by this strange scene, his front foot soared in the air, stood upright, and screamed at the top of his lungs.

If these two people hadn't been riding skillfully, they might have been overthrown and could have lost a "dog eating shit".

Even so, I struggled to pull it and took a while to rest.

The mount kept shaking its sharp head, and the mane all over its body trembled, which made the two of them shouted: "Wow~Wow~."

"What a broken thing? Could it be that the Mechanical Legion is playing tricks?" The speaker was tall and strong and powerful. He muttered and spat at the ground, pulling out the giant blade behind him.

The man next to him also held his spear in his hand and strangled his mount.

The spear tip pointed to the sky and asked tremblingly: "Boss, will you be cheating? Should we report to the Legion Commander first?"

"What are you afraid of? Kansas has no cowards!" Before the lingering sound fell, he slapped his mount and rushed towards the place where the fireball fell.

Those who hold the spear didn't have time to be amazed, so they followed closely.

"Bang!" It fell very fast, and the fireball had already exploded in the air before it landed, shattering into several pieces, sputtering in all directions.

"Boss~ Something popped up!" The sharp eyes holding the spear screamed again.

"Hurry! Go and see what the hell is it? It's the fuck that it's our turn to be lucky. Maybe the veteran will give you a reward or something. Then you can take you to the 'Fuxianglou' and have fun..." The words were gone without spreading.

After hearing the words "I feel so happy", my eyes lit up when I held the spear, my whole body was shocked, and I looked overjoyed, and I followed me.

"Mark, get up." The mother scolded her loudly, but her face was filled with kindness.

The sleepiness was so strong that Mark was "why" his mouth, fearing that the corners of his mouth would drool. He turned over lazily and fell asleep again.

"Laggy! Get up soon! If you don't get up again, you will be late again!" My mother spoke faster, as if she was angry, and kept slapping her cheeks.

Rather than slapping, it is better to use rubbing.

Mark was sleepy and opened his eyes as his mother slapped.

The sun is dazzling and dazzling.

Just as I got up, I found someone teasing his helmet with a spear.

The crystal mask made a "squeak" sound as the sharp blade stroked, which was extremely harsh.

My heart was shocked, and I was shocked...

Without waiting for something, a giant axe was then placed on his neck.

The axe blade emits dazzling silver light under the refraction of the sun, believing that as long as you move a little more, the axe will mercilessly cut off your head.

"Boss, this seems not a robot." The man who pressed his spear against Mark's chest replied to his thick throat.

"Well. I don't know what the hell is it? It may be new robots, their bionic technology is very advanced." He lowered his voice and ordered to the spear, "You go and open his hood to see what the hell is it?"

"Boss, I...I dare not." He held the spear and seemed to be cowardly.

"Don't worry, let me watch. If you dare to move, please make sure to cut off his head. Less verbally, hurry up!" After saying that, he kicked him with his thick throat, very impatient.

Just now, facing the sun, given the strong light, I could only see the general outline of the other party.

Now the person holding the spear approaches and looks at it, trying to open his mask, so that he can truly see its appearance.

The bare head is covered with tiny scales, which are shining under the sunlight.

A pair of tiny eyes were embedded on the pointed-mouthed monkey's face, which was spinning, as if looking at how to open his mask.

The collapsed bridge of the nose was punched, and the two black holes that were exposed were the nostrils.

The nose wings were constantly open, the outside of the kiss was protruding, and the wide mouth exposed a pair of sharp teeth.

Such honor is simply difficult to describe its ugliness in words!

In addition to having a human appearance, this thing actually has a long tail!

What is even more surprising is that they can understand the language they use to communicate.

Could it be an illusion?

He wondered secretly, Mark raised his mouth and asked, "What are you?"

"Wow!"

The pointed-mouthed monkey cheek was startled by the sudden sound, and jumped back and popped up several meters away.

The reaction is extremely fast, and such agile skill is not possessed by humans.

The neck tightened, and the thick throat sounded again: "What the hell are you? Who sent you here? Be honest with me!"

"Boss, he is alive. Why don't we cut him down and see what the hell is?" suggested the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek.

"No! This ghost fell from the sky and killed him without even figuring out the situation. If there are any valuable clues, you can't ask. How can you receive a reward from the elders?" retorted with a thick throat.

As he spoke, the axe in his hand kept pressing, shouting at Mark: "Say! What the hell are you? What are you here to do?"

He felt ache all over and had no strength to resist, so Mark could only protest: "Can I take off my helmet first?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and after acquiesced to the proposal, they slowly took off their helmets.

The thick throat looks almost the same as the pointed-mouthed monkey cheeks, but they are stronger.

Judging from their characteristics, they look like giant lizards, but they are not exactly like them because they have basic human forms.

"Slave! A slave!"

The monkey with sharp cheeks and eyes were sharp, and she shouted at Mark, and the spear in her hand was about to prick.

"Slave? How is that possible?"

The thick throat didn't believe in his ears, so he pushed away the spear and looked at the face of the "slave".

"Isn't it a new type of robot? Take a closer look." The thick throat commanded.

This time, the sharp-mouthed monkey's cheeks became a little bigger, and he reached out to pinch the "slave"'s face.

Test the feel during twisting to confirm whether it is real skin.

The sharp claws cut through Mark's face, and a faint blood slowly flowed out.

"You." Grasp its wrist and tried to pull away its damage to itself. The extreme weakness made Mark's resistance form.

The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks were excited and screamed in surprise: "Boss~ is a slave! I am sure that he is exactly the same as the slaves in our family."

He responded casually with a "hmm" sound, and then knocked it on his back with an axe on his head.

The heavy blow made Mark dizzy again.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was bound all over and was dragged by someone. My hands were tied to two thick tail tips, allowing the sand and gravel to rub against the Type II mecha, making a "ticaca" sound.

The sky that lost its blue color is so turbid, and the sky is shrouded in gray fog.

Occasionally, some light shines out between the floating clouds, changing into various colors.

Such scenes are so similar to their home, Mother Earth, but they cannot tell the difference.

Although there was no expression on the two monsters that dragged them, they could hear them riding on some animal and talking and laughing.

From the vulgar words, it seems that the words "elders" are discussing the generous rewards and how to indulge in entertainment.

The thick tail on the hands and the pungent stench all show that this is a dirty animal, but unfortunately it is not possible to meet.

Even if I can't move, I can still think, thinking in my heart:

Where is this...? Dreaming?

No, no. The pain is so realistic, not a dream.

Is the alien world? It is very likely, but I can't believe that this must be some inexplicable planet.

Could it be the earth? No, obviously not! Our home has fresh air and vegetation all over the ground, which is obviously not as desolate as it is.

The sky is gloomy, sand and dust are everywhere, and smog is everywhere. This place cannot be the earth!
To be continued...