Necromancer Doomsday Walk

35 Weird silence

The sky was bright and the darkness faded, but the sun did not come because the sky was still blocked by a thick layer of lead-gray clouds.

The temperature at this time has started to warm up a little from the coldest time of the day.

In Linjiang City, there are many high-rise buildings, but there is an indescribable desolation. They are like dilapidated thatched houses in the wind and rain, and they are deathly silent. The cold morning wind blows, spinning, and crumpled newspapers fly on the street, clattering.

It made a loud noise, and hit the lamppost with a snap and tore apart.

The gentle whimpering echoed in every corner of the city, like countless ghosts parading.

This city is gray, this city is dead.

Except for the sound of the wind, the city was completely silent. Yesterday's noise and killing seemed to be far away today, becoming so distant and illusory.

In the hotel, there was a sound of footsteps, and two figures walked down the stairs one after another. It was Tang Fan and Wang Meng.

Judging from their appearance, they were full of energy, their eyes were bright, and they were not tired at all. It was obvious that they had regained their energy after resting.

Tang Fan and Wang Meng's shoes, from body to foot, were all new, because the ones they wore before were either torn or stained with sticky plasma. They had thrown them away last night and replaced them with new ones.

Clothes found in the hotel.

Behind their backs, they all carried a small black backpack, which they also found in the hotel. There was some food and mineral water in it.

Although Wang Meng became a magic warrior, he did not have such a magical thing as storage space, so he had to bring food. Although Tang Fan had storage space, he did not want to be exposed too much, so he brought some food on his back in case of emergencies.

need.

Wang Meng knew that Tang Fan had the magical ability to store things like magic. He was shocked and confused before. After becoming a magic warrior, Wang Meng naturally thought that it was one of Tang Fan's talents, as if it was his special talent.

strong.

With the scimitar hanging on his waist, Tang Fan's steps were light, which was completely different from Wang Meng who made a distinct sound every time he took a step. After the level was upgraded to level 3, the storage space was also expanded to 3 cubic meters, which was not available when it was 2 cubic meters before.

Full, now bigger.

So Tang Fan searched the hotel and stuffed all the food, water, tobacco, alcohol, etc. inside, along with two sets of clothes. It can be said that in the next period of time, Tang Fan

Don't worry about food at all.

In the corridor on the second floor, all the blood had solidified and turned into a dark red patch stuck to the floor. There was also a faint fishy smell, and mountains of corpses were still there.

When they reached the first floor, Tang Fan and Wang Meng were both stunned when they saw the scene in the front hall.

The corpses of the elite Sinking Demons, which were originally a pile of rotten flesh, completely disappeared. The corpses of the two ordinary Sinking Demons turned into two pale skeletons, and the bones were covered with fine bite marks.

After looking carefully for a few times, Tang Fan and Wang Meng thought of the sharp teeth of the demonized rat, and realized that the flesh of the fallen demon had been eaten cleanly by the demonized rat.

Walking outside the hotel, there were also five cleanly chewed skeletons. Judging from their size, they should also be fallen demons.

Tang Fan suddenly realized, and just then he remembered that the other five fallen demons yesterday seemed to have been killed by those demonized ferocious rats. Little did he know that they were killed by the skeleton warriors, and their bodies were eaten by the demonized ferocious rats.

Standing outside the hotel, the atmosphere was completely different, and the desolate atmosphere spread straight into my heart.

Standing here, Tang Fan and Wang Meng could hardly imagine that the day before yesterday, they could still see humans walking around and feel the vitality and prosperity of this city.

Just one day has passed and everything has changed. It seems like a thousand years overnight. Looking back, it has become nothing. This desolation makes people sigh.

After being dazed for a few seconds, Tang Fan recovered and quickly walked forward along the street, continuing the path he had left unfinished yesterday, while Wang Meng followed closely.

People's fate is so wonderful.

Yesterday, there were still dozens of people acting together, but after just one night, everything changed and they were all dead, except for the last two.

Wang Meng's tiger eyes were shining brightly, and he scanned the left and right sides in front of him carefully. Yesterday, he had to try his best to deal with a demon, but now he was completely different.

His body was filled with a feeling of power. Wang Meng could clearly feel that there was a weak air flow in his muscles, flowing slowly. Although it was weak, it carried a tough tension. Wang Meng had a feeling that if

If you can completely control this air flow and do whatever you want, then your power will definitely reach some incredible level.

Unfortunately, he had no idea how to control this airflow. Even after spending half a night trying to figure it out, he still had no idea what to do.

He once asked Tang Fan with hope, but Tang Fan didn't know. Wang Meng now hopes to meet people like him and have a good exchange to see if he can find any solution.

Both parties, each with different thoughts, quickly moved along the edge of the street, heading north.

Because the sky has always been blocked by dark clouds as thick as lead, and these dark clouds never move, it is difficult for people to feel the passage of time, as if they are living in a fixed world, unchanging.

"This is..." As I was walking, I suddenly saw a head.

The severed part of this head is uneven. You can tell at a glance that it was bitten off by something with its teeth. The expression on the head is one of hysterical fear and extremely twisted. It is obvious that it has gone through great inhuman things before death.

pain of.

These are not the main things. What left Tang Fan and Wang Meng speechless was that this head was clearly that of Wu Lida.

It seems that after being thrown into the street by the Skeleton Warrior, Wu Lida was discovered by the mutated creature before he had gone very far, and his neck was bitten off. His body must have been eaten.

Tang Fan sighed slightly and gathered his thoughts.

Maybe it was ten minutes, maybe it was two or three hours. Tang Fan didn't know how long they had been walking out. There were many white skeletons they saw along the way, but strangely, they didn't encounter any mutant creatures or demons. Everything was normal.

It was so quiet, so quiet that it made people panic.

Turning another street, suddenly, a harsh roar pierced the sky from a distance...