"It's so desolate..." Lao Mo looked around: "It is indeed a doomsday world."
The red light of Thunder's mecha flashed: "Within a thousand meters nearby, only those strange trees have life responses..."
"The key question is, why did this world fall into doomsday?" Lu Ren pushed up his goggles: "Zombies? Viruses, or natural disasters?"
"Whatever it is!" Mia picked up the big sword: "Let's just kill the Si tribe!"
"It's bugs..." Zhang Lang said calmly: "I have been to this world. This is an Eastern world in the Middle Ages. The disaster is a large number of insect monsters..."
"The ancient East and the Zerg..." Le Xinyi and Ye Peng looked at Zhang Lang: "Isn't this here..."
Zhang Lang nodded: "It's the world of Sunset Fortress!"
"Have you been here?" Others came over: "Do you understand the background of this world?"
"Let's get it...understand..." Ye Peng scratched his head and briefly introduced his last experience.
"How did ancient people deal with bugs?" Charles said in surprise: "The subject matter is good, but using cold weapons to deal with bugs is too embarrassing, right?"
"So isn't this going to perish..." Jonathan shrugged.
"When we came, humans were still clinging to half of the country south of the Yangtze River." Le Xinyi looked at the empty wilderness: "Looking at it now, I'm afraid there's nothing but insects..."
"The top priority is how to find surviving humans." Thunder's mecha continued to scan but found no trace of humans nearby.
"It shouldn't be too far." Le Xinyi analyzed, "The altar should be convenient for us in this regard."
"Let me try." Matsumoto stood up and said: "Although this is not a supernatural world, with so many people dead, there will always be some lingering souls..."
As she spoke, she clasped her hands together, and a faint wave spread.
Not long after, a few residual souls drifted in from afar, surrounding Fumino, drawing various strange shapes and making sounds of unknown meaning.
Zhang Lang watched this scene quietly. He also has the ability of spiritual vision. Even with his current wood attribute of over 8,000, he can see many things that ordinary people cannot see without relying on other enhancements.
But as the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts. When it comes to supernatural-related issues, in many cases he is still not as good as Matsumoto, a reincarnation who specializes in strengthening supernatural physiques. Although she is only a novice hero, her skills in communicating with spirits have already been improved.
Quite skillful.
After completing the communication, Matsumoto nodded, thanked these ghosts, then took out a string of beads and put them in.
The spiritual power of this world is thin, and wandering souls will dissipate in a short time. Containing them will allow them to continue to exist.
"They told me that eighty miles east and south, there is the last city held by humans."
"The last city?" Zhang Lang was quite surprised. He originally thought that the human beings in the world were scattered in small groups to avoid the attacks of the insect swarms.
After all, it was difficult for human cities to resist the insect tide last time. Now there is only one city left in the world. How can such an obvious target and being alone survive?
And with his current hearing, if he concentrated, if there was a city within a hundred miles, he would have heard the movement long ago.
Could it be that the wandering soul is unconscious and misspoke?
But there was no other way now. Everyone still followed Fumino's guidance and immediately set off towards the southeast.
"Well, the previous altar leader had a first-level restricted airship, which was more than enough to carry the entire team..."
Stepping on the dry and cold wasteland, Lao Mo couldn't help but miss the former splendor of Altar No. 12.
"I can try to get a vehicle..." Charles took out his paintbrush and comic book: "But it's not guaranteed to be comfortable."
As he spoke, he drew a few strokes on the paper, then tore off the paper and flicked it, and with a bang, the painting on the paper turned into a giant insect.
This insect is ten meters long and looks like a giant centipede. However, it may be because of the style of painting. It looks a bit cute in a cartoon style, but it is not scary at all.
The most amazing thing is that there is a row of small chairs behind this big centipede, no more, no less, exactly ten, corresponding to the number of people on altar No. 12.
"Is this ability so convenient?" Lu Ren asked in surprise: "Then can you draw a big monster to help you fight monsters?"
Charles shrugged his shoulders, "The things I can create are limited in size, strength and quantity. I can indeed draw a few helpers, but it's useless if the enemy is too strong..."
"It doesn't matter, you have a team now!" Ye Peng said with a smile: "When the time comes, you can create a steady stream of cannon fodder, it will be an explosive machine!"
"You think I have nothing to spend?" Charles said angrily: "And if the things I drew are destroyed, I will also be affected. It's very uncomfortable, okay?"
"Okay, okay, it's good if you have a seat now." Lao Mo was the first to get on the centipede car and chose a seat that was not in front or behind.
Everyone else got on the bus one after another, except Lei Lei...
The load capacity of the Centipede Car was limited. Thunder's armor was more than three meters tall and heavy. It might weigh two or three tons and would crush the Centipede no matter where he sat. As a result, he could only follow below, and the seats were cheap.
Xiaomo.
The centipede car flew all the way, getting closer and closer to the city Wen Nai mentioned.
Now, not only Zhang Lang, but others also began to feel strange.
This place is empty and desolate, clearly visible at a glance. According to the guidance of the ghost, it is only a few miles away from the city. Logically speaking, such a big target should have been seen long ago...
But now, looking around, it is still a wilderness, with no sign of a city at all?
"Are these wandering souls trying to fool us?" Ye Peng clearly expressed doubts, and Wen Naizhou frowned: "No, although they are very weak, there is no problem with the information they extracted. They must be nearby...
"
"There is indeed something nearby!" Zhang Lang suddenly spoke. He turned his head and looked in one direction: "But it's not a person..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand to transform into the God Hunter and shot an arrow into the distance.
The arrow disappeared instantly, and even with the dynamic vision of the heroes present, no one could clearly see the trajectory of the arrow.
"What a powerful bow, does it use special skills?" Lu Ren is also an expert in using bows, and he can see the extraordinary nature of the God Hunter at a glance.
Zhang Lang did not answer, but silently looked at the direction in which the arrow was shot.
Not long after, a black spot appeared on the horizon, approached quickly, and finally hovered next to the Centipede Car.
It was a dead giant flying insect, and what was pulling it was the arrow that Zhang Lang had just shot.