Necromancer Doomsday Walk

207 Selecting Warriors (Part 2)

On the open land outside the station of the Eternal God Religion, there were more than five hundred magic warriors standing, each one standing neatly, like an army ready to go.

Although he has not been selected yet, under the pressure of the powerful aura constantly exuding from Qin Taisheng's body, he passively formed a cohesion and gathered into a faint looming force.

At this time, a set of footsteps sounded, with a regular appearance, and the tapping was full of a sense of power. It seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts, and their heartbeats could not help but speed up.

My throat moved involuntarily and I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

To them, the sound of footsteps sounded like the roar of a drum. It was passed into their ears and rushed into their foreheads, causing their temples to beat slightly and the veins to bulge like a wave.

Power was injected into the body, and the blood flow accelerated, as if it was about to burn.

This feeling is extremely weird, as if the flow of blood and the beating of the heart are controlled by the footsteps, kicking one after another, as if stepping on their hearts, a feeling of depression and suffocation.

However, it seemed like something was about to rush out of my throat.

Vaguely, everyone felt as if an ancient beast was gradually approaching.

Immediately, two figures appeared one after the other. One was the conquering bishop Wang Ling, walking in front, but the footsteps did not come from him.

Ten meters behind Wang Ling, there was a mysterious figure wrapped in a gray-black robe. This outfit immediately made a name pop into people's minds: Tang Fan.

The first pope of the Eternal God.

Waves of powerful footsteps came from Tang Fan's feet.

Although he was only such a big person, the sound of his footsteps was unusually loud and shocking, as if he were a giant beast.

As Tang Fan's figure appeared, the footsteps seemed to become louder, and the pressure on his face suddenly increased a lot in an instant, suddenly rising to a higher level.

More than five hundred magic warriors are all bearing this huge pressure, and it is very difficult for them all.

Suddenly, when the pressure suddenly increased to a higher level, surging like a tsunami, some of the mana warriors who were struggling to hold on could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground with a thud, struggling to get up.

Suddenly, under the pressure brought by Tang Fan's footsteps, more than a hundred magic warriors fell to the ground.

Then, Tang Fan was still approaching, and as he got closer, the pressure also increased little by little.

It was crushing away like a mountain, so thick that it almost made people collapse.

The remaining magic warriors who had not fallen were still struggling to hold on, their legs trembling.

No one asked them to support them, but subconsciously, they just didn't want to fall.

After taking the last step, Tang Fan's figure appeared in front of everyone and stopped ten meters away. The terrifying aura that had accumulated to the extreme, like several mountains, suddenly stopped and disappeared without a trace in an instant, like smoke.

General.

The magic warriors who were struggling to hold on suddenly felt that the pressure on their bodies had been swept away, making it difficult for them to adapt.

"Congratulations to those of you who are still standing, you have passed the first round of selection." Tang Fan's voice came out. It was so indifferent that people couldn't help but become quiet. However, those who are still standing

The person who was lying on the ground felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart, while the person who fell on the ground couldn't help but feel sad.

It turns out that this is the first round of brush selection.

"Those who have been eliminated, please leave." Tang Fan's voice sounded again. After those who fell to the ground stood up, they left the stage sadly, but they couldn't help but look back frequently, each one secretly hating why there couldn't be more

Just hold on for a while, hold on a little longer, and you can get through the first round.

"For the remaining warriors, don't be complacent, because you have only passed the first round of selection. Next, there will be a second round of chaos." Tang Fan said calmly, which immediately dispelled the excitement in everyone's hearts.

, as if a basin of cold water was poured on it.

Yes, this is just the first round. After passing it, it should be normal. There is nothing to be proud of.

"The second round begins."

As soon as Tang Fan finished speaking, everyone was stunned and immediately concentrated on preparing to deal with it. Immediately, they felt a terrifying and mysterious power, like a crazy storm, coming over. This power was everywhere and pervasive.

, no matter how prepared they were to resist, they were still unable to do so.

This is Tang Fan's mental power. The first round of selection was conducted with a deliberately created momentum, and the main test was willpower.

If your willpower is not strong enough, you will not be able to resist that kind of momentum, and Tang Fan does not need people who are not strong enough and tough.

The second round of tests used Tang Fan's mental power to target the spiritual aspects of these warriors.

Whether you have talent and potential, you can get a relatively intuitive impression from the spiritual level.

As Tang Fan's mental power blasted out, an invisible wave swept across all directions in an instant, shaking the void.

Immediately, this spiritual power blasted into everyone's mind, and a strong storm rolled up over their pitiful spiritual sea, sweeping over their scarce spiritual power and surging wildly.

In an instant, some of the magic warriors shook unconsciously. They only felt that something was forcibly inserted into their heads. The pain was unbearable, almost bursting, and incomparable.

Uncomfortable.

Tang Fan's mental power is very powerful, and he can easily defeat all these people's spiritual seas and bombard their souls to pieces. However, Tang Fan's purpose is not that, but to test the talents and abilities of these people.

potential.

Therefore, Tang Fan consciously controlled his mental power and strengthened it little by little, so that it would not suddenly surge and cause the souls of these people to collapse.

As Tang Fan's mental power strengthened little by little, every magic warrior felt as if his head was about to explode. The pain was incomparable, a pain that penetrated deep into the soul.

One by one, they couldn't help but hug their heads with their hands, and their bodies began to tremble violently unconsciously, as if they were sifting chaff.

Unconscious screams of pain continued to come from everyone's mouth, while Wang Ling and others stood silently, their eyes scanning the faces of each magic warrior.

, watch each of their reactions.