Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

The rest of the survivors also yelled: "Yes! When we enter the military safety zone, we can change some weapons or something, and then go out to kill monsters, the world's number one mercenary group! Hahahaha!"

And Qi Lin just smiled and said: "I haven't figured it out yet, I'll think about it again."

Then he turned his head and looked out the window again, not knowing what he was thinking.

While the others looked at Qi Lin's hands tied behind him, thinking that he might not be a high-level chosen one, otherwise he would have been unable to bear the grievance and broke away.

Seeing this, the rest of the survivors didn't bother to win over this taciturn person.

Everyone was idle and courteous to a fourth-level Chosen One.

Level 4 is the highest level among the survivors in the car.

Zhen Haoren saw that everyone in the car began to become more active, and smiled with relief: "In short, when the personal module is opened, everyone must pay attention to their own development direction."

The survivors in the car once again entered into a heated discussion team, and fantasizing about which one of the future specializations can kill special kills and so on.

The pointed chin of the co-pilot at the front of the car and the deputy captain knocked on the inside of the armored vehicle.

Boom.

He turned his head and poured cold water on the survivors behind the bars: "This module will only be opened on the chosen ones of the tenth bronze rank, and the main purpose is to maintain the genetic shackles of our human body and prevent too much evolution Disintegrate quickly."

"Let's try to upgrade as much as possible. Always cowardly avoiding battles is not good for the overall situation of mankind or for our own development."

"In this world, you can't rely on others for everything."

After the deputy captain finished speaking, he didn't say any more. He turned his head to look at the thick snow in front of him and the fog in the distant sky, with a hint of worry on his face.

The vice-captain was different from Haoren Zhen, he didn't look down on these timid survivors who only knew how to avoid battle.

In his eyes, mud is always mud, and in the end it won't be able to support the wall.

But Zhen Haoren is always full of hope. He believes that the surviving human beings are the hope of the future.

So he has been trying his best to help these survivors, whether it is to tell them some news that will be beneficial in the future, or to draw in the relationship between the survivors and the military to eliminate some barriers.

Zhen Haoren has been insisting on doing these things, just like his motto, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future.

And the survivors in the car seemed to be shocked for a moment after hearing the words of the deputy captain.

Ordinary corpse beasts in the city are becoming more and more rare. Even if there are, they are not those of the first, second and third levels who can fight and dare to fight.

As soon as they heard that the personal module can only be opened after the Bronze rank, they only feel that their future Sunshine Avenue has been cut off.

Zhen Haoren in the carriage saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he pretended to laugh lightly and said, "It's true that the world is not going to be smooth sailing, but everyone must believe in it."

"As long as we work together, the world will definitely get better!"

Haoren Zhen bent his elbows and clenched his fists, looking at the people in the car with firm expressions on their faces.

Just as the survivors in the car forced a smile and nodded, Haoren Zhen wanted to say something more.

The deputy captain of the co-pilot slapped the wall of the car and said anxiously: "Encounter the enemy!"

"One o'clock direction! A corpse beast!"

Many survivors in the car showed panic, lying nervously behind the car window and watching but remained indifferent.

A soldier in the car quickly got up and opened the baffle on the top of the armored car, and leaned out of the car. He held the heavy machine gun with one hand and quickly checked the magazine and loaded it with a click.

The rest of the soldiers either quickly checked their armaments and began to prepare for battle, or quickly opened their firing ports and aimed at one o'clock.

"Ordinary corpse beast!"

"Visual estimation of the second primary demonization!"

The voice of the vice-captain came again.

The armored vehicle immediately stopped moving forward, Zhen Haoren carried the steel gun on his back, and rushed out from the rear of the vehicle with a military thorn in his hand.

The rest of the soldiers were also armed with guns, and only the survivors stayed in the car nervously waiting for the result of the battle that could determine their fate.

Qi Lin, on the other hand, acted as if he hadn't heard anything, just closed his eyes and checked the ghost harvest in all directions again.

Before getting into the car, he sent the undead in the space of the dead to open the way in front of the convoy.

All mutants with skills over level ten were slaughtered by the undead.

Only scattered lesser corpses are left behind.

For Qi Lin, who is about to reach the twentieth silver rank, the experience of ordinary low-level corpse beasts can be ignored.

In addition, leaving some ordinary corpse beasts can also prevent Zhen Hao from thinking too much, so the ordinary corpse beasts were kept by Qi Lin.

For Zhen Haoren, he can deal with these ordinary corpse beasts.

At the same time, these experiences are also invaluable to him.

Qi Lin's doing this is equivalent to helping him upgrade in a disguised form.

For Qi Lin, nothing is more important than his own life.

If there is, there is only one left.

This is Zhen Hao, who is different from other survivors who avoided the war, who dared to rush forward to fight alone.

He was the only one in the last life, when Qi Lin was most embarrassed, most miserable, and most in need of help.

A person who is still willing to lend a helping hand to Qi Lin.

And Zhen Haoren did not disappoint Qi Lin's kindness.

Injury in close combat is equal to death. Although it is dangerous, in order to prevent more danger from gunshots,

Whenever he encountered a corpse beast along the way, Haoren Zhen was the first to rush out to fight it in melee.

The roar of the dead beast came, and the survivors in the car also let out a long sigh of relief.

After Zhen Haoren wiped the military thorns and returned, the vehicle continued to move forward.

This went on for midnight.

The sound of the engine will always attract those ordinary scattered corpses that have been missed.

The vehicle repeatedly stopped and moved forward, and Haoren Zhen was alone with a military thorn, facing the extreme danger in the eyes of the survivors.

As midnight passed, this stop-and-go behavior gradually made the survivors in the car a little numb.

They felt now that the gnawing night

as if

But that's all?

For a while, they even wanted to get out of the car eager to get experience from Zhen Haoren

Even the pointy-chinned deputy of the co-pilot knocked on the wall of the car in confusion and asked, "Captain, didn't there be a big culprit in divination before you set off?"

"Great evil."

"That's it?"

"Is your big murderer accurate?"

At this moment, Zhen Haoren was also wondering, and from time to time he withdrew his vigilant gaze from looking out the window.

Looking down at the clean military thorns, I was a little puzzled, why didn't I encounter difficult mutants with skills?

Why are they all ordinary unskilled corpse beasts?

Ordinary corpse beasts and mutants are completely different existences.

Whether it's a corpse beast, a regular monster, or a chosen one.

In the case of the same attribute points, there is a big gap between those with skills and those without skills.

Even if the enemy is a few levels higher than you, as long as you have a combat skill, you can still successfully leapfrog the level to kill.

As far as Zhen Haoren is concerned, the ordinary mindless corpse beast is not the same threat level as the swift and fierce corpse beast with ghostly speed after the skill is activated.

Zhen Haoren was also a little confused. He thought about putting the military thorns away, and took out a small cloth bag from his arms.

After opening, there are three ancient copper coins inside.

There are some complicated characters and symbols engraved on it, and Qi Lin beside him doesn't understand this, nor can he understand it.

I saw Haoren Zhen put the ancient copper coin in his hands, and then he clasped his hands slightly and couldn't help shaking them.

On the face of Zhen Haoren with his eyes closed, he was still muttering: "The hexagram has no intention, and the heart has bad luck, and he is hesitant, so use the hexagram to calm his mind."

Zhen Haoren's nagging appearance made Qi Lin a little silent.

The latter doesn't believe it.

He only believes in real power.

After Zhen Haoren finished babbling, he threw the ancient copper coins on the ground.

Amidst the jingling, everyone in the car looked nervously. After all, they felt that this kind of thing would rather be believed than not.

But none of them understood what the copper coin represented.

Qi Lin, on the other hand, had already closed his eyes, listening carefully to the report that the ghost had retrieved the spirit potion.

Just listening, the voice of the ghost boss came from the soul link: "Master, there are a bunch of bats in front of you. They are very big. They can avoid the arrows of bronze-level archers. They should be demons. They are expected to arrive at the master's body in ten minutes. .”

Before waiting for Qi Lin's reply, he only heard Zhen Haoren next to him say in surprise: "Why is it still a big murderer?!"

When everyone heard the words, they also showed sorrowful expressions.

After all, no one wants their future path to be a bad one.

"What's wrong with this?" An older survivor was a little worried.

After the catastrophe, people who didn't believe in these gods and gods, gradually began to believe in these things.

As if these things could give them strength and courage.

Or maybe this is a kind of spiritual sustenance?

"Big evil? I don't believe it." Qi Lin said silently in his heart: "Fate is not predestined, fate should be in the hands of strength!"

Qi Lin turned his head and glanced at Good Man Zhen who had just put away the copper coins and was kneading his brows and looking out of the window in worry. He smiled and said to him in his heart: "Since the hexagram did not come true."

"I'll make a bloody road for you."

"Order, with the north direction team as the center, the five ghost teams around will lead the team to the main body as quickly as possible."

"Follow the master's will!"

"Heifeng, prepare to fight against the demons. If necessary, don't pretend. Get rid of the cable tie, and remember to protect Good Zhen."

"Follow my emperor's will!"