Primordial World......

Fan Zhuoyuan hadn't come back for decades, and this time when he crossed over, he was taken to this world by the system.

Then he was thrown into a wasteland, not the school where his father had worked last time.

Fan Zhuoyuan said in his heart: "I have lived in the Heavenly World for decades, and now I don't know how long the Primordial World has passed, and I suddenly have the idea that I don't belong here at all...... Well, through the heavens and worlds, or I don't belong anywhere. ”

He walked aimlessly on the wasteland alone, and after walking for an unknown distance, he suddenly heard the sound of a fierce gunfight in front of him.

Fan Zhuoyuan immediately followed in a vertical manner, but saw a convoy of about a few hundred people, fifty or sixty vehicles, running wildly ahead.

Behind them, a dark green mist shrouded in a field of ethereal mist, trailing as fast as a truck running, and a terrifying howl could be heard from within.

Fan Zhuoyuan's hole changed, from the eyes of a normal human to the vertical child of a dragon, and he could finally penetrate the miserable green mist, and saw that there were some monsters with tattered armor inside, like carrion zombies.

Some of the black yin winds could be seen to be ghosts, chasing after the convoy all the time.

Everyone in Fan Zhuo's convoy is heavily armed, and even trucks and off-road vehicles are often loaded with heavy machine guns and even mortars.

The 12.7mm bullet hits the flesh and can easily break the flesh into several pieces, such a modern light firepower can completely suppress thousands of zombies and other monsters in the green mist.

Fan Zhuoyuan wondered why the convoy fled in such a panic, but did not try to build a position to counterattack.

Then he soon learned why, and the mechanized team, while convenient, could also be troubled by breakdowns.

One of the off-road engines in the convoy broke down, and black smoke came out of the tailpipe, and it suddenly lay on its stomach.

The people in the car were extremely anxious, but none of the companions in the convoy on the side stopped, and they all bypassed him and fled quickly.

The people in this off-road vehicle didn't even have time to jump into the other companions, so they could only look back in despair, and after a little discussion, the driver went down to repair the vehicle first, and the rest of the people resolutely put all their weapons on the rack and shot at the fog behind.

The heavy machine gun spewed out blazing tongues of fire, and Fan Zhuoyuan saw a group of zombies fall to the ground like wheat harvesting, their bodies torn to shreds by metal bullets.

Even if you don't hit the vital point, being beaten like this is a threat.

But soon, those black wraiths suddenly accelerated towards them.

They have no physical body, and are not afraid of any physical damage.

A dense rain of bullets passed through their bodies, not even a ripple could be made.

Fan Zhuoyuan immediately understood that human technology could only deal with monsters whose physical characteristics could work, and it would be very passive to deal with ghost, a disembodied existence.

But the group left behind was not completely out of the question, and the commander issued a special magazine to each member.

After the five combat members were replaced, they shot the spirits with assault rifles, and the machine gunners who operated the heavy machine guns continued to fire at the zombies in the rear.

Immediately followed by the bullets fired from the assault rifles of the five combatants, the initial velocity was extremely slow, less than half that of normal bullets.

Fan Zhuoyuan could clearly see what these flying bullets looked like.

They were originally encased in metal shells, but when fired from the muzzle, the metal shells disintegrated and tore apart, revealing spores.

Fan Zhuoyuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and with his dynamic vision, he naturally saw the details and characteristics of these spores, like pieces of meat gathered together!

When they hit the spirit, they did not pass through the invisible body of the spirit, but attached to it like chewing gum, and then began to expand and spread visibly to the naked eye, as if it had self-growth.

The dozen or so fierce spirits who rushed to the front were soon covered with such spores all over their bodies, and Fan Zhuoyuan immediately noticed that when the spores spread, the characteristics of the fierce spirits' virtual transformation gradually changed to the truth.

Then at this time, the heavy machine gun bullets hit it again, and the fierce spirits immediately disintegrated and collapsed, and were completely destroyed!

Fan Zhuoyuan was surprised, this group of humans had such a weapon, as long as there were enough spore bullets, it was enough to deal with the pursuers in the rear, why did they flee in such a mess?

The squad's blocking worked, but it was only effective in the face of endless pursuers in the rear.

Now the army of demons and zombies is only about 100 meters away from them, and if the driver can't fix the car again, I'm afraid he will inevitably give it all the answers.

At this time, the driver got out from under the hood with a desperate look on his face, shook his head at the crowd, and the other five people left behind looked defeated, and even the rhythm of machine gun fire slowed down.

Fan Zhuoyuan saw that most of the people in this convoy had been evacuated, thought about it for a while, and suddenly jumped out from the side, raised the dragon slaying knife and slashed in the air, and the army of fierce zombies chasing behind was immediately covered by a knife, and most of them fell with a bang!

There is the power of Long Yuan hidden in his sword, which has the effect of suppressing evil spirits, and with one blow, even the green mist is blown away by most of it, not to mention those fierce zombies.

The six members of the squad with a desperate face suddenly saw a man with an exceptionally large body, holding a huge knife like a door panel, and suppressing the pursuers with a single move, all with a ghostly shocked expression.

And the army of the undead does not seem to be as rumored, without any fear, and will still run one after another in the face of death.

At this time, they actually stopped in place, roared and looked at Fan Zhuoyuan, and then turned around and left under the control of a bell.

Fan Zhuoyuan also heard the strange ringtone, which was as ethereal as a wind chime, although it was small, it had a strong penetrating power.

Maybe ordinary people can't hear it, but how can they hide it from Fan Zhuoyuan.

The wind chimes shook irregularly, but they clearly conveyed a message to Fan Zhuoyuan.

"Don't meddle!"

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at the army of undead who were gradually retreating, frowning slightly, full of doubts. It seems that this army of the undead is controlled......

Then he looked back at the six behind him.

All six of them were dressed in camouflage, like soldiers, but they did not have the temperament of a soldier, and they looked like a group of mercenaries.

The leader stepped forward with vigilance, "My name is Wei Ao, thank you for your help, may I ask if my friend is from the research institute or the military department?" ”

Fan Zhuoyuan frowned slightly, his understanding of this world was still limited to the information he knew when he was haunted last time, and it had been a long time since that time, and he didn't know how the time of this world changed.

Due to the lack of information, he decided not to answer the other party's questions first.

He inserted the dragon slayer on the ground with a bit of intimidation, and said in a dull tone: "I saved you, so your life is mine, now I will ask you to answer, I didn't ask, you don't speak." ”