Necromancer Doomsday

Tang Fan got in the car. He has no specific destination, but if he can find a relatively safe place, let him wholeheartedly absorb the energy of the magic stone fragments.

In addition, I haven't seen a living person for a long time, and I feel a little lonely. Suddenly seeing so many all at once makes him a little nostalgic.

This feeling of staying in the crowd, feeling the breath that belongs to humans, makes Tang Fan feel calm and peaceful.

I don’t know why, as the level increases, Tang Fan has a more and more thought that he will be farther away from the crowd. This is a premonition and is often accurate.

But now he does not have this kind of consciousness, maybe it is the last nostalgia.

The two cars started again and moved towards the front, where Tang Fan didn't know it.

Tang Fan is in a bus. This bus is modified, reinforced and thickened like a small mobile fortress. It is highly protective and stable. Even when driving on potholes and rugged roads, there are only slight ups and downs, just like a baby's cradle.

There were many people in the bus. When Tang Fan got on the bus, they stared at Tang Fan one by one. Their eyes were calm and numb, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Although it is considered to be an ordinary person, it is essentially not comparable to an ordinary person. Tang Fan's complexion was indifferent, and he glanced at it, sweeping all the expressions of the people on the bus into his eyes.

Almost all are ordinary persons, there are men, women, old and young.

Some describe being haggard, it seems that many days have not eaten enough to sleep and suffer from the dual torment of mind and body; some look sad, as if all relatives and friends have left after suffering; some expressions are numb , It seems that after experiencing great ups and downs, the world has lost hope of living on itself...

In short, in addition to the four Level 1 magic warriors, the other twenty or so are ordinary persons, and None with a smile, except Tang Fan.

The space in the bus is wide, and at least it can accommodate forty-fifty individuals. Therefore, it looks very loose. Tang Fan chooses a seat at will, untie the big sword wrapped in black cloth behind it, and sit down , The softness of the sofa immediately made him feel comfortable, which was much better than sitting on a cold, dry stone.

The driver is a Level 1 magic warrior. He is a very fast innate talent. Maybe this innate talent can make him react faster and avoid car accidents.

The other three magic warriors, one sitting at the front and two at the back.

"Boy, what's your name?" A male magic warrior in his twenties, pointed at Tang Fan, unceremoniously, with an arrogance in his tone, as if powerhouse was questioning the weak Similar.

Tang Fan couldn't help feeling amused. This person seemed to be only twenty three-four years old, younger than himself, and even called himself a kid, just a Level 1 magic warrior.

"Tang." Tang Fan faintly smiled and said: "What is your identity?"

"We are from the Salvation Society." The arrogant youngster puffed his chest, said, and immediately responded Coming over, something fiercely looks like: "Boy, you can answer whatever I ask. Don't divert the topic, otherwise, just get out of the car." While talking, this youngster strode towards Tang. Fan, it looked like a veteran intending to teach new recruits a rule, the other magic warriors not only did not stop drinking, but showed an expression of interest.

This is how this World is. Some people with real strength, their pride is the pride of in the bones, and they never easily show up on the surface. And some people who have only gained a little power, always think that they are experts, how amazing, whether they are talking or doing things, they must make a move, for fear that others will not know that they are experts.

It's like the magic warriors on this bus, only Level 1 only, even the previous Tang Fan can kill them, even more how now.

Faced with the youngster’s overbearing, Tang Fan didn’t get angry, because of this feeling, it was like a fly clamoring to a goshawk: I flew faster, higher, and farther than you!

"So, what do you want to know?" Tang Fan said funny.

"Your name, forget it, I'm not interested in knowing it either." The youngster said first, and stopped beside Tang Fan, his eyes made sharp and compelling, sweeping around. In the end, it freezes on the black cloth on one side: "Boy, what is that, show me."

The tone is arrogant, like the boss to the little brother.

"That's not something you can touch." Tang Fan said, his tone was light.

"What did you say!"

As if receiving a great insult, the youngster complexion changed, immediately furious, looking fiercely fiercely.

"Boy, do you know who I am? You dare to talk to me like that, believing or not, I threw you out of the car, I think, those damn mutant creatures should welcome you This body of flesh and blood."

While speaking, he grinned.

"Boy, you remember to me that without our protection, people like you can only become monster's dung in the end, so don't be arrogant in front of me. Now, put that dark and swarthy Give me the same things."

The more I talked, the more addicted I became, and I finally became a little triumphant.

This clown-like appearance makes Tang Fan not even feel angry. He turned his head and looked towards the window, looking at the darker sky, looking at the dark mountains in the distance, looking at the vastness The lonely earth.

"crackle..."

Suddenly, a burst of electric current rang in my ears, and I saw a small incandescent electric arc beating between youngster's fingers.

"Boy, the current in my hand is not fake. I don't like your attitude very much. I apologize and give me the dark and swarthy stuff. Otherwise, I will let you taste A taste of electric shock."

"Isn’t the Salvation Society aiming to save the world? Besides, you’re too noisy, get out of here." Tang Fan didn’t look back, but suddenly became disappointed, originally because The joy of seeing a living person fades a little bit, and anger grows slowly.

If this guy continues to clamor, it is impossible to guarantee that Tang Fan will not be angry and kill him directly. The current Tang Fan is different from the previous one, and he will never show mercy.

"Ma Delong, stop."

Suddenly, shouted in a low voice sounded, and a middle age person behind came over.

The youngster complexion was gloomy and uncertain, but the current between his fingers disappeared. Coldly snorted, he glanced at Tang Fan fiercely and turned back to his seat.

"This friend, knows how we will save the world?" The middle age person walked to Tang Fan, seemingly gentle.

"I can’t talk about understanding, I’ve heard of it." Tang Fan said, because before the end of the world, the Salvation Society had invited him to participate, and also gave a brief introduction to Tang Fan, but he was Fan refused, and didn't expect to get in their car. This fate is really amazing.

(This chapter has been changed. I am always worried that the heroes are upset and dizzy. So let’s do it, Haihan Haihan. In addition, I would like to thank the two big names "Wei Wei Wei Wei" and " Man)