Wild Shield Bloodthirsty

That year, Chen Mo was tied to the altar of a cult. The dark purple flame penetrated into the bone marrow and crushed the foundation of all his meridians. Father's fingers were trampled off one by one, and the black-robed man's whispers crawled along his spine like snake scales. All ninety-nine companions in the orphanage have awakened to their ultimate destiny. That night, the unknown monster descended with precision - hundreds of people died, and his father was buried in a sea of ​​fire. He was the only one who survived. Lin Zheng, deputy captain of the garrison, broke off his arm and dragged him out of the fire. From then on, he burned all the files and took him to hide in an abandoned warehouse. In the next five years, Chen Mo's body began to lose control. His height suddenly increased to 2.3 Meters, and his weight climbed to 500 kilograms every day. No training, diet, or medical methods could stop him. He became a walking fortress - but was ridiculed by the whole school as "the least spiritual waste". On the unified awakening day, when the obelisk cracked under his palm, a blood-red light beam penetrated half of Jiangbin City - the comprehensive potential was rated SS level, and a huge shield with black iron and blood patterns took shape on the dome. A shield. Top talents paired with the most useless defensive abilities. The admissions representative hesitated to stop, and the military marked him as "Survivor One" - not because he was afraid of his shield, but because he was afraid of the only thing that survived the tragedy five years ago. No one knows that this shield is actually an axe. No one knew that the thing in his body that allowed the burns to heal and the bones and flesh to grow crazily came from the same dark source as the purple fire on the altar and the giant shadow in the sea of ​​​​fire in the orphanage. After five years of dormancy, I entered the game today. The shield has penetrated into the bones, the wind and snow are ahead - old debts are paid with blood.