Necromancer Doomsday

The sky was shining, the darkness faded, but the sun did not come, because the sky was still blocked by a thick plume cloud.

At this time, the temperature has started to warm up a little bit from the coldest hour of the day.

Linjiang City, high-rise buildings stand in great numbers, but there is an indescribable bleak, like a thatched house that is shaky and dilapidated in wind and rain. The cold morning breeze blew, spinning, crumpled newspapers flying in the street, oh la la oh la la, bangs hit the street lamp poles to tear.

The soft whimper echoed in every corner of the city, like a parade of countless ghosts.

This city is gray. This city is dead.

Except for the sound of the wind, this city is silent, the noise and killing of yesterday, today, like a child is far away from the general, it has become so remote and illusory.

In the hotel, there was a sound of footsteps. Two figures one after the other went down the stairs. It was Tang Fan and Wang Meng.

Looking at their looks, they are full of vigor, and their eyes are divine light. They are not fatigued. They are obviously refreshed after a rest.

Tang Fan and Wang Meng’s shoes from body to feet are all new, because the ones they wore before were either broken or stained with viscous plasma. It had been thrown away and replaced with the clothes found in the hotel.

Behind them, they were all carrying a small black backpack, which was also found in the hotel, with some food and mineral water inside.

Although Wang Meng has become a magic warrior, he does not have such a magical thing as storage space, so he must bring food. Although Tang Fan has storage space, he doesn’t want to be exposed. He brings some food on his back. ,just in case.

Wang Meng knew that Tang Fan had a magical ability to store things like magic. He was shocked and puzzled before. After becoming a magic warrior, Wang Meng thought that it was Tang Fan as it should be by rights. One of his innate talents, it seems that he is particularly strong.

The scimitar was hung around his waist, Tang Fan's footsteps were light, and it was completely different from Wang Meng's obvious sound every step he took. After the level was upgraded to Level 3, the storage space also expanded to 3 cubic meters. It was not full when it was 2 cubic meters before, but now it is even bigger.

So Tang Fan searched the hotel and stuffed the food, water, tobacco, alcohol, etc. into it. By the way, he also put two sets of clothes. For a period of time, Tang Fan did not have to worry about food at all.

In the corridor on the second floor, all the blood has solidified, turned into a whole piece of dark red and stuck to the floor, still emitting a faint fishy smell, still piled up corpses.

When they reached the first floor, Tang Fan and Wang Meng saw the scene in the front hall. They were all taken aback, somewhat taken aback.

The original piles of corpses of the elite sinkers of rotten flesh were completely disappeared. The corpses of the two ordinary sinkers were turned into two white skeletons. The skeletons were covered with fine details. Bite marks.

Take a closer look, Tang Fan and Wang Meng then think of the sharp teeth of the demonized fierce rat, and they understand that the flesh of the demonized fierce rat was eaten by the demonized fierce rat. It's still very clean.

Walking outside the hotel, similarly, there are five skeletons that have been gnawed cleanly. Depending on their size, they should also be sinkers.

Tang Fan suddenly realized that he just remembered the other five sinking demons yesterday. It seems that they should have been killed by those demonized fierce rats. They did not know that they were killed by the skeleton warriors before the corpses were demonized. The fierce rat eats it.

Standing outside the hotel, the atmosphere is completely different, and the bleak breath spreads straight into the heart.

Standing here, Tang Fan and Wang Meng are very unimaginable. The day before yesterday, we could see humans walking around, and we could also feel the vitality and prosperity of this city.

It's just a day's time, everything has changed, it seems like thousands of years, and looking back, it is empty, this sadness makes people sigh.

For a few seconds in a daze, Tang Fan recovered and quickly walked forward along the street, continuing the unfinished road yesterday, while Wang Meng followed closely.

People's fate is so wonderful.

Yesterday, dozens of people moved together, but after one night, everything changed and all died, leaving only the last two.

Wang Meng opened a pair of tiger eyes, shooting brilliantly, carefully sweeping around the front and left. Yesterday, he had to do his best to deal with a demon before it was possible, but now he , But it's completely different.

In the body, there is a feeling of strength. Wang Meng can clearly feel that there is a weak airflow in the muscles, flowing slowly, although it is weak, but with a tenacious tension Wang Meng has a feeling that if he can completely control this airflow, do as one pleases, then his strength will definitely reach a certain incredible level.

Unfortunately, how to control this airflow, he is semi-nodded and has no thread, even after groping for half a night, he doesn't know what to do.

I once asked Tang Fan with hope, but Tang Fan didn’t know. Wang Meng now hopes to meet people like him, communicate well, and see if he can find a way.

Both sides, with different thoughts, swiftly proceeded along the edge of the street, moving towards the north.

Because the sky has been blocked by heavy black clouds as heavy as lead blocks, and the relationship between the black clouds and the motionlessness, it is difficult to feel the ebbing of time, as if living in a fixed world, immutable.

"This is..." As I walked, I suddenly saw a head.

The broken part of the skull is not flat, and you can see at a glance that it was forcibly bitten by something with its teeth. The expression on the skull is hysterical fear, extremely distorted, obviously before death After great inhuman pain.

These are not the main points. What makes Tang Fan and Wang Meng silent is that this head is the head of Wu Lida.

It seems that after being thrown on the street by the skeleton warrior, Wu Lida was discovered by the mutant creature as soon as he left, and then was bitten off his neck. It is estimated that his body has been eaten.

Slightly sighed, Tang Fan calmed down.

Maybe ten minutes, maybe two or three hours. Tang Fan doesn’t know how long they have been out. There are many white skeletons along the way, but strangely, they didn’t encounter any one. Mutant creatures or demons, everything is so quiet, so quiet, and it makes people panic.

It was turning a street again. Suddenly, a harsh rumbling sound pierced the sky from a distance...

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