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——Ousu 51 day canvassing dividing line—

Mars, its planet was abandoned by humans with pure blood more than three thousand years ago. In this harsh environment, there are only various deformed mutant people living. Here, civilization not only cannot grow, but has undergone a significant regression. Primitive, barbaric, backward, ignorant... All such adjectives can be added to the mutant people on the mutant people on the mutant people on the mutant people on the

In fact, if we trace the origin, the mutant people are the products that appear after normal humans start wars without authorization and pollute the environment without authorization. They personally created this tragic race that was born cursed. But even so, at this point, there have been two almost completely different races between humans and mutant people. If they are not my race, their hearts will be different! They are destined to be impossible to live in peace. And humans are even more unlikely to give their already stretched living space to enjoy and rule with their hands to the mutant people for enjoyment and rule.

Human beings are also a kind of creature, and the instinct of living things is selfishness. In order to survive, creatures of any race can completely destroy any other competitors that may threaten their survival without hesitation. At the important moment of life and death of the entire race, any so-called concepts such as kindness and humanity are bullshit. Compassion for the enemy is equivalent to cruelty to oneself. There can only be a life-and-death battle between the two races, and there is absolutely no room for compromise. So another war broke out. The result is that the mutant people were almost killed, and they could only leave the earth and escape to Mars to survive.

After coming to Mars, although the living environment here is a hundred times worse than the Earth and a thousand times more behind the Plain Star, no matter what, there is finally a place to settle down. However, although they are also abandoned races, they share the same hatred for the normal humans who exil to themselves, the mutant people have always differentiated from humans, and the deep-rooted human nature flows through their blood vessels. In this harsh environment, they have not

It has the spirit of friendship and mutual assistance, but to compete for the already pitiful survival resources, split into tribes of all sizes, and then starts to fight each other in an extremely bloody and cruel way. When food is short, the mutant will even slaughter the captives of the hostile tribes, whether men, women, old or young, and then eat all the enemy's corpses and bones into their stomachs to supplement their physical needs. This barbaric behavior has evolved into a custom, and has not changed to this day.

At this moment, what Lan Hai and Sha Jia saw was such a war. In front of them, the rock mountain city built along the mountain was built in total, with a total of about 50,000 mutant people. On Mars, it can be regarded as a relatively large tribe (the total number of mutant people on Mars is more than 100 million. However, because Mars' living environment is harsh and resources are poor, it cannot afford to support large cities). Most of the members of the tribe belong to the Big Horn clan, which is characterized by one or more pairs, large or small horns growing on their heads. Those who attack this city belong to another tribe giant tribe five hundred kilometers away. Each member of the tribe has a figure of at least three meters high. He is a veritable super giant.

Naturally, such a huge body also requires more food than other races. However, in their own territory, food resources have now dropped to a minimum survival need, and cannot guarantee the danger of supply. If you continue to do nothing, the whole clan will have to wait for death. In order to avoid this, the giant clan has no choice but to start a war against the Big Horn clan, which is close to it. If you win, you can eat the enemy and take over the territory of the Big Horn clan. If you fail, then drag the corpses of the same clan back to support other clans to pass this difficult period to prevent the whole clan from starving to death.

This is a war without any morality, no justice or evil at all, and even more primitive and cruel. Both sides fought desperately to survive. The miserable green, reddish brown, and sky blue blood flowed out like springs, and then mixed together on the ground, then accumulated into a river, and finally gathered into a pond. Screams, moans, begging for mercy, and laughter... All these sounds entangled and intertwined over the rocks, forming a pot of boiling porridge. Although deafening, no one could tell what those sounds meant.

Looking down from a high point, the two tribes, regardless of gender, age, all held their rough and simple weapons tightly and came out in full swing. They split the enemy's head, cut off the enemy's neck, pierced the enemy's body, cut off the enemy's limbs, tore open the enemy's chest, and used all the means they could use to seize the enemy's life in exchange for the qualification to make themselves survive. The people of the Big Horn clan were fine. After killing the enemy, they just turned to continue to find the next enemy to fight. However, the hungry giant warriors often killed the enemy without caring about their still in the battlefield, and directly drank the enemy's brain and blood as wine, and even treated the enemy's hands, feet, limbs and lamb legs as grilled chicken wings, and even cooked them. They didn't need to cook or even cook them. They chucked and chewed them hard on the spot, chewing them hard without letting go of the bones.

In the eyes of Earthlings and Plain Stars, this behavior is both barbaric and bloody, and there is no way to accept it. But in the eyes of Mars mutants, in order to survive, this behavior must be carried out, which is natural and there is nothing worthy of criticism. But no matter what, seeing your relatives and friends of the same clan be torn apart and eaten alive, and the next one may be the turn of the next one. As long as you still have normal intelligence and thinking, you cannot not feel afraid, right? When the terror spreads rapidly like a plague, no matter how brave and good at fighting, their morale is still a heavy blow.

Originally, the two tribes could still fight evenly, and they were equally matched. But as morale declined, the situation of the battle changed immediately. The Big Horn Clan was defeated and was forced to retreat step by step, giving up the barriers and passes one by one on the Yanshan City. The Giant Clan had a rainbow of morale and was moving forward step by step. In just a moment, about two-thirds of Yanshan City completely fell into the control of the Giant Clan. The situation was urgent, and it was already a critical moment of life and death!

No more reservations can be made. In an instant, the heavy footsteps of "dong~" suddenly sounded, which shocked the entire rock mountain. The boundless murderous aura emerged wildly, completely covering the world. On and down the mountain, nearly 100,000 mutant warriors who were fighting desperately to death were also shocked by the fierce murderous aura and stopped their hands at the source of the murderous aura - the palace located at the top of the rock mountain - stared away. In an instant, only the sound of metal collisions of "kneel clang~~kneel clang~~" accompanied by a loud breathing and panting sound like a whistling storm, pouring into the ears of all mutant warriors. Invisibly, it seemed that even their heartbeat frequency had been mastered by the strange sound.

Here he appeared! A tall and burly figure, like a moving fortress, gradually walked out of the deep palace and appeared under thousands of pairs of burning eyes. The gray-blue skin wrapped around the body of muscles with explosive power and strong steel. There was a pair of sharp black horns on the head that were no different from a buffalo. The left hand was holding the handle four meters long and weighing at least five tons. The surface of the axe flashed with a cold light, and anyone would feel chill after seeing it. And at the end of the axe handle

, it was tied with a long iron chain, and was grabbed on the left hand by the giant horn, and wrapped it firmly for several times. This giant battle axe is not a shoddy and inferior product, but a real divine weapon. When it is swung, its lethality is absolutely unimaginable. The Martian mutant, who focuses on practicality, does not waste time or effort. In addition, it is named this giant axe because it does not need. The name of the divine weapon is the name of the master. The master's name is one of the ten strongest martial gods on Mars: the giant horn!

The clan leader of the Big Horn clan stood on the stone platform in front of the hall, looked down from a high place, and immediately saw the situation on the battlefield. The soldiers of the Big Horn clan were killed and injured, with their bodies as mountains and blood flowing into rivers. The heavy blows they suffered were absolutely damaged. In an instant, the muscles of the giant horn bulged, the veins on the forehead were bulging, their eyes were red, and their eyes were brutal. He grabbed the giant axe and raised them with one hand, pulled open his throat, and made a primitive and barbaric roar. The sound was like a muffled thunder in the dry days swept across the audience, arousing echoes all over the mountains and fields. The momentum was even better than thousands of troops!

The roar did not stop, and the giant horn jumped suddenly, jumped out of the stone platform, falling rapidly like a meteorite outside the sky. In an instant, the flying general fell from the sky, and the "dong~" land fell right in the middle of the giant warriors at the foot of the mountain! The inestimable destructive energy was completely released without reservation, and a huge deep pit with a diameter of more than 30 meters was suddenly knocked out on the ground. Countless rocks were flying like cannonballs, and two or three hundred giant warriors smashed their brains to their deaths.

The hundreds of corpses had not yet fallen into dust, and the giant horn had already held the handle of the axe with both hands, turned around and spinning like a top. Using the simplest and most direct rough tactics, they rushed into the giant warriors and killed wildly, and caught a veritable bloody storm! No matter how strong the armor or the strong weapon was, they were all vulnerable to the attack. At that time, they could only see the remaining limbs flying around and the heads rolling around. The squirting blood formed a large area of ​​thick fog, which drifted in the air and did not dissipate for a long time.

The giant horn was like a crazy demon who appeared from hell. No matter what they appeared in front of him, the warriors, the generals, or even the commander-level strong men, they were all ruthlessly harvested like chopping melons and vegetables. No one could stop him, but in just two or three minutes, thousands of giant warriors had been grinded into pieces by giant axes. Witnessing the clan leader's supernatural power, the warriors of the Big Horn clan were excited and could not help but call out loudly. The originally sluggish morale was even more aroused on the spot. The opportunity was not to be missed, and the Big Horn clan immediately took advantage of this rainbow-like momentum and launched a large counterattack.

It is no secret that the giant horn is in charge of the Big Horn Clan. Within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers, members of all tribes of all sizes know this clearly. But even though they know this, they still dare to attack. Of course, the giant clan also has its own trump card that is confident enough to turn the world around. That is their clan leader, who is also one of the top ten martial gods on Mars: as if they are still moving as a mountain!

The flesh and blood tornado that was pulled by the giant axe was raging wildly, and in full swing, a black shadow suddenly suddenly surged from the deepest part of the giant camp and went straight to the sky. He drew an arc in the air, and then quickly dived towards the position of the tornado "Eye of the Wind". The sharp and extremely powerful air flow roared past him, and the scene was like cutting it into pieces. Even a third-level battleship could not be safe and sound in the storm. However, now, billions of sharp wind blades slashed across the black shadow, but even the slightest scar could not be created. Then, a dull roar surged out, suppressing the sharp wind sound. Two black shadows, which were equally burly as if Mars hit the earth, came a fierce battle of fire from the front.

"When~~" the sound of a huge metal and iron attack immediately exploded. The deafening loud sound wave immediately formed an invisible tsunami, spreading wildly in all directions. It seemed that Pangu, the giant god who had created the world, stretched out an invisible hand from the clouds and punched him hard. Within a radius of 500 meters, the ground was truly collapsed and rocks were broken, and the earth was shaken. As long as the warriors were slightly closer, they were not sure whether they belonged to the giant clan or the big horn clan, nor how much they had.

The power of the sky will also be involved in the invisible tsunami at this moment. It has no literary meaning, but it is actually just like the literal meaning. This is a pain that life cannot bear. Thousands of heads explode from the inside out like eggs on the spot, and they all become headless new ghosts, spilling yellow and white brains everywhere. Even if they leave a little further, thousands of soldiers were shocked and bleeding from seven holes and died on the spot.

At the core of this crazy battle, the two Martian warriors were affected the least. The strong wind stopped and the dust settled, and two burly figures were revealed again. The giant horn held a giant axe horizontally in front of him, his muscles bulged high, and the upper and lower joints were rustling. The corners of the mouth had already overflowed blood, and the pressure was obviously extremely heavy. And the leader of the giant clan was as immovable as a mountain!

It is four and a half meters taller than the giant horn. Its skin is red all over the body, its head is fluffy and messy, but its matte grayish white. Its arms are almost the same thickness as his thighs, and it can be hung down to the knees. It is better to say that it is like a mountain being a "person", it is better to say that it can climb to a skyscraper and fly

The gorilla "Kingang" of the machine! However, at this moment, the thing that was held in the hand of the Unmoving Mountain was not a delicate blonde beauty, but a wolf-toothed iron rod full of thorns. In terms of weight, it was absolutely no less than the battle axe of giant horns. With the help of the unparalleled power that swooped down from a high altitude, although Unmoving Mountain did not smash the giant horn into a meat pie, it still smashed him into pieces. Even if he had extremely powerful magnetic field force to protect his body, he would still be slightly injured on the spot.

Injured! It is a common occurrence for Martian War God. Unless it is a serious injury that kills all of a sudden, it will not only not weaken the combat effectiveness of the mutant people, but will even arouse their more fierce counterattack. The giant horn gritted its teeth, squeezed out from the depths of its throat, and pushed its arms out with all its might, pushing them away as if they were still. The two towers "thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump

The giant battle axe competes with a super mace. The two heavy weapons weighing absolutely more than ten tons together. At the same time, they transform into two balls of black light, fighting fiercely. The more they fight, the more intense they become. The ding dang, the louder the sound of gold and iron fighting, and the sound of the metal and iron fighting is tighter. The radius of dozens of kilometers or even hundreds of kilometers can be heard clearly from far and near, just as if the sound was bursting next to everyone's ears.

The strongest men on both sides have taken action separately. None of the Big Horn or the Giant tribe, no one of the thousands of warriors continued to fight. Because they all knew that the final outcome of this war would only be determined by the battle between the two strong men. The four words "the prey on the weak" seem unprecedentedly true at this moment, and are even more vivid in the simplest, rough and straightforward form. Everyone was so nervous that they trembled all over, and they watched quietly at the fierce battle of the highest level on Mars, which was also the most brutal and violent.

Ten times, hundreds of times, thousands of times, and in the blink of an eye, two giant weapons, which were equally terrifyingly heavy, have been facing each other countless times, and the deafening sound of gold and iron clashing endlessly, as if they can last until the ultimate day of the world.
Chapter completed!