Necromancer Doomsday Walk

60 Be with me

"ah……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and with a loud roar, Tang Fan twisted his arms for the last time. With a crisp click, the zombie leader's injured neck bone was suddenly twisted, and his head was pulled out forcefully.

With a bang, the decapitated zombie leader fell forward, along with Tang Fan's body. The zombie leader's head slipped out of Tang Fan's arm and rolled forward.

Another mouthful of blood spat out, and Tang Fan's expression couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

Dead, finally dead, all dead...

Haha... They are all dead... Even I am about to die.

Mouthfuls of blood continued to overflow from his mouth, as if there were fragments of internal organs. Tang Fan felt as if all the bones in his back were shattered. Waves of indescribable severe pain hit him.

It caught his nerves, and his vision went black for a while.

Tang Fan knew that his injuries were serious. Not only his cervical vertebrae, but also his internal organs were severely damaged. His whole body seemed to be falling apart. He couldn't muster any strength, but the severe pain was attacking him in waves.

His nerves were too much for him to bear.

Li Si is dead, Wang Qiang is dead, Lan Ruolin is dead, Zhao Kuang is dead, Wang Meng is dead... Now, is it my turn?

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Tang Fan seemed to see a white, cloud-like mist in front of him. Among them, someone seemed to be waving to him. He kept waving and moved away little by little, so that Tang Fan could not see her face.

, becoming more and more illusory and ethereal.

His consciousness gradually became dim, and Tang Fan knew that he was heading towards death bit by bit.

Haha, what will the world be like after death?

Is there really the legendary eighteen levels of hell? Or is it the so-called underworld? Or is it that after death, the soul is completely gone and there is nothing left?

Tang Fan didn't know, but he knew that he would understand it soon. Of course, he might not understand anything at all.

"Boss...did you win..."

The intermittent sounds, like calls from the distant sky, floated into Tang Fan's ears, so illusory and fluttering.

This sound was like a ray of light. Tang Fan raised his head with difficulty, opened his eyes, and looked at the head of the zombie leader not far away with blurred vision.

"We won." Tang Fan replied with difficulty, grinned, and another spurt of blood spurted out.

Suddenly, Tang Fan remembered that as long as he absorbed the soul power of the zombie leader, he might be able to level up.

The soul power of the zombie boss is equivalent to the soul power of a level 6 demon. It should be enough for you to upgrade.

He moved his hands forward, grasping the ground with difficulty, and climbed forward. As soon as his arms moved, Tang Fan immediately felt as if his whole body had been torn apart. The severe pain that penetrated into his bone marrow made him twitch, and his vision went black.

As long as I upgrade, this injury will be completely healed.

Can't die, there is still hope, can't die...

With great faith appearing in his heart, Tang Fan endured the severe pain that made him almost unconscious, and moved forward little by little. He continued to stretch his hands, spread his fingers, and got closer to the head of the zombie leader.

Two meters...one and a half meters...

The short distance could be crossed in one or two steps in normal times, but now, it is as far away and difficult as a natural chasm.

His vision became increasingly blurry, and the head of one zombie leader seemed to turn into several, in a trance.

"Hold on...come on...there's still a little bit left..."

Tang Fan thought silently in his heart, constantly supporting and encouraging himself, and moved forward little by little.

It's close, already within one meter...

The severe pain caused Tang Fan's remaining physical strength to continue to be consumed, and his arms hung down weakly, making it difficult to even move.

"I can do it...I can definitely do it." Tang Fan took a breath and felt a sharp pain in his chest. He mustered up the last bit of strength and moved his arm forward a few centimeters to within one meter.

Tang Fan didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief. He was afraid that if he breathed a sigh of relief, he would never be able to regain his strength.

"Soul Drain!"

The talent was activated and the suction force suddenly emerged. A cloud of black smoke was pulled out from the zombie leader's head and slowly floated towards Tang Fan's palm.

Tang Fan only felt that it was slow, extremely slow. It had never been so slow before. It was so slow that it made people despair.

The soul power was close to the palm, constantly surging and purifying. Finally, when Tang Fan felt that he could no longer hold on, only the purest small part of the soul power was left, which was quickly absorbed by Tang Fan.

His whole body shook unconsciously, and a storm rolled up in the sea of ​​​​spirits. The Grimoire of the Undead automatically flew out of the storage space and appeared above Tang Fan's body. The pages of the book opened with a clatter, and a golden light fell.

Warm, yet like the arid earth being moistened and cooled by the spring rain, a more comfortable feeling than before spread throughout the body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow and soul, making Tang Fan groan in comfort.

The golden light converged, the Grimoire of the Undead fell, and Tang Fan jumped up. His body was seriously injured and he was completely healed. His condition was in unprecedented good condition.

Putting away the Grimoire of the Undead, Tang Fan rushed to Wang Meng's side.

"Wang Meng..."

"I can't... I feel like my whole body is broken..." Wang Meng said intermittently, "I... can't continue to fight with you... it's such a pity..."

It seemed that before the sentence was finished, Wang Meng finally couldn't hold on anymore, tilted his head to the side, and died.

Looking at the regret remaining on Wang Meng's face, Tang Fan remained silent. Are you sad? Sad? Angry? I don't know.

I just feel uncomfortable, and there is a trembling feeling lingering in my heart...

"Soul Drain!"

For a long time, Tang Fan sucked out Wang Meng's soul, purified it, absorbed it, and turned it into his own use.

"From now on, you will be with me, and we can fight together." Tang Fan said, his voice low and hoarse, like a crow neighing at dusk, sad and sad. He looked at the corpses of Zhao Kuang and others one by one, and murmured to himself

Saying: "You, too."

Standing next to Li Si's body, Tang Fan couldn't explain what he felt.

He knew that Li Si would be killed first because he wanted to destroy the source of magic power, and that Li Si's actions were instigated by Tang Fan.

Tang Fan knew that with the zombie leader's fighting power, Li Si might die in the end, but there was always a feeling of guilt in his heart, which made him sad and difficult to breathe.

It's always a bit of a fluke.

Absorb Li Si's soul and make it your own.

After that, Tang Fan moved all their corpses together, threw down the undead fire, and the flames burned brightly.

"You will all be with me and fight together...

With a long sigh, endless echoes, the undead fire reflected Tang Fan's lonely face, leaving ashes... and annihilated.