It's night. （）

The wounds on Zhan Wang Xin's body had completely healed, and a few firewood sticks burned faintly in the dusty room in the ruins, providing a trace of warmth for Zhan Wang Xin and Yang Qun in the depths of winter.

"So...... As the dead, there are only 2 of us in purgatory?" Zhan Wang Xin grabbed a handful of dry wood and continued to throw it into the bonfire, just now, he had already understood how thin this nascent force was, and there was nothing but the two of them.

Yang Qun shook his head.

"Two and a half. ”

Yang Qun said, and a silver shadow suddenly flashed outside the window, it was a thorn.

The thorn gently landed on Yang Qun's shoulder, combing the silver-white wings on his body, and half of what Qun said was it.

"It was hard. Zhan Wang Xin shrugged his shoulders and nodded.

"Where do we go next?"

"Heading north, we have to go to the Yellow River Valley, which is the center of the country and the most important battleground. Yang Qun is right, the Central Plains of the Yellow River Basin has been a battleground for soldiers since ancient times, not only because of the geographical location, but also because this area bears almost half of the country's grain burden.

Therefore, there, there will definitely be more strong people, and the figures of the gods and guardians will appear frequently, and there will be many ...... The powerhouses of ordinary humans are also rising among them.

Similarly, Yang Qun also imagined that the disaster in the Central Plains must be much more serious, and under the huge population base, the number of monsters and the chance of the birth of high-level creatures may increase geometrically. The figure of the fifth-order corpse king will inevitably appear in front of people's eyes again, and even ...... Higher !!

Zhan Wang Xin agreed with Yang Qun, his choice was correct, but ...... He didn't want to go directly to the Central Plains.

"But...... There's a place we have to go to first!" said Zhan Wang Xin.

"Where is it?" Yang Qun raised his head and asked curiously.

"Bright Holy City!"

"Bright Holy City ???"

Yang Qun frowned when he heard the words Bright Holy City, the name was like a magical city in a mythological novel. The words "Bright Holy City" alone sound like a hint of yearning, isn't it. In the ruins of a nearby city, there is a mythical city of justice, who are they, the military, the guardians, or ...... Gods?

"That's where I came from, but...... The approach of my high-level city finally broke away from the Bright Holy City......" Zhan Wang Xin continued, his eyes gradually showing a hint of loneliness, the Bright Holy City ...... It was built by him and his former friends. Just like the protagonist in the novel, Zhan Wang Xin fought his way out of the apocalypse and drove away countless monsters and zombies with his brother. In the end, his brothers also built a city to protect the survival of mankind, which is the Holy City of Light. It's just that. Now that place is very different from what it used to be, Zhan Wang Xin's practice of being completely his former partner, coupled with the influx of some mysterious people, finally even squeezed Zhan Wang Xin out of the Bright Holy City. Since then, he has become a lonely ghost, wandering alone in the ruins of one city after another.

From Zhan Wang Xin's narration, Yang Qun gradually understood what was going on. This "Bright Holy City" also gradually attracted Yang Qun's attention, and the group of "mysterious people" that Zhan Wang Xin said in his mouth were actually somewhat similar to a woman he once met......

Big Boss!!

It was the great leader of the "clan" who met in that gathering place, who claimed to be a people of God. claims to be a family chosen by God, but behind the scenes, they silently control people's minds and use their desires. Hope imprint to absorb the **** generated by people's negative emotions.

** Zarris, Yang Qun recalled the name again, the king who sat on the throne of the gods...... The god who used the corpse of the great leader to make brief contact with himself......

And the group of mysterious people in the mouth of Zhan Wang Xin also called themselves "dependents." ”

The so-called family is the race favored by God. God has scattered His powers. Give all kinds of miraculous "divine powers" to these selected families, and let them become their own spokesmen for walking on the earth, spreading doctrine instead of themselves, sowing the seeds of God, and leading people on the path of light......

And those who call themselves dependents, I'm afraid only those of that organization will do this.

Gods!!

The gods are unusually well-organized. The gods on the throne aside, the energy, technology, and food they control alone cannot be budgeted......

Decades ago, before the catastrophe unfolded, the conspiracy covered the earth. They have long been hoarding huge amounts of energy resources, nuclear power plants, coal mines, oil...... The large amount of useless resources hoarded by outsiders is undoubtedly just a waste of money, but after the outbreak of the end times, the value of these things has increased by hundreds and thousands in an instant. Coupled with the secret research of their countless experimental bases, the gods were immediately elevated to a super organization that surpassed the national political army after the end of the world!!

However, what the gods need is not to destroy everything, but to take control of the world and create a new "world of the gods!!"

They will be the supreme gods, and the human beings will only be able to bow down at their feet.

Yang Qun gradually understood, and gradually determined, that group of mysterious people who controlled the Bright Holy City were probably ......

It's that the gods are organized correctly!!

"Let's go!!"

"Let's go and find out. ”

Yang Qun stood up and said lightly, this time, they are no longer passive, they will become the dead hidden in the dark.

And the gods are their goal......

......

......

The city was dilapidated, overgrown with weeds and corpses, the roots of large trees had destroyed the foundations of the buildings, and many of the buildings had collapsed, revealing the rusty broken steel bars within.

The newborn sun shines with a soft and warm ray, bringing a touch of warmth to this deep winter. But no one can enjoy this warmth.

"Uh-uh-uh!!"

"Ahh

Countless zombies, monsters, unconsciously raised their heads and gradually rose to the sun in the sky.

It's ironic that such beautiful sunrises used to occur every day, but now only zombies appreciate them......

"Poof, poof, poof......"

In the shadows of the street, two figures flashed rapidly, and occasionally the zombies in the way would be directly smashed by them.

It was Yang Qun and Zhan Wang Xin, once upon a time, Yang Qun didn't even dare to face these terrible monsters on the street, but now, these low-level zombies have long lost their threat, and only those super corpse kings who are extremely rare in the corpse group can pose a threat to Yang Qun, and these ordinary monsters and even those fourth-order nightmare-level monsters are like chickens and dogs in Yang Qun's eyes.

"It's not far ahead. Walking through the familiar streets, Zhan Wang Xin determined their location.

"Hmm...... Don't worry, find a time for us to sneak in. Yang Qun nodded.

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