A group of players are arriving in the end times

Zhao Changan's gaze scanned this human gathering place. It has to be said that Anlan City is a rural town compared to Lingguang City.

The extremely wide streets are clean and tidy, surrounded by a variety of steampunk-style buildings, a large number of pedestrians rushing, and various signs of neon flashing, if you don't know, Zhao Changan would even think that he has come to the future of the once world.

However, the most awakened people in Lingguang City are neatly lined up. It can be seen that Ling Guangcheng is gathering the awakened on a large scale. Even if he does not do it in advance, Ling Guangcheng will take the lead.

The body shape disappeared again, with the strong mental power, almost no one noticed Zhao Changan in the whole street.

On the edge of the street corner, an awakened man who was heading to the next outpost suddenly stopped and looked suspiciously at the place where Zhao Changan had disappeared.

"Hey! Why didn't Xiao Zhou leave? What stupid he is doing here!" A middle-aged man behind him patted the shoulder called Xiao Zhou.

The young man named Xiao Zhou stared at the place where Zhao Changan had just disappeared and said tentatively: "Uncle, did you see someone there just now?"

"Isn't it normal for someone? Stop thinking about it, hurry up, we have to go to the next outpost to patrol." Uncle Wang didn't care.

"Let me tell you, Xiao Zhou, work hard, do you know that your job is only found for you by how much your dad drags it out. You don't need to go out of the city to fight, how many people can't dream of it? "

As soon as Uncle Wang said, the young man named Xiao Zhou shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Maybe it was just his own illusion.

Somewhere in a dark alley, Zhao Changan looked at this place expressionlessly, all the glamorous and beautiful hidden behind sin and filth, Ling Guangcheng also did the same.

The dark alleys were extremely humid, with inexplicable fishy sewage exuding at their feet, a large number of trash cans gathered here, and a few wild cats in the hidden place were peeping at Zhao Changan unscrupulously.

There are still dried blood stains on the walls on both sides, and you can imagine what happened here.

The nameplates of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse have been communicated, Zhao Changan slowly raised his hand, the space in front of him was gradually distorting, and the strange fog gradually enveloped the entire alley.

Vaguely, there seemed to be the howls of death echoing.

"DaDaDa"

With the crisp sound of horseshoes from far to near, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, representing the disaster, appeared in front of Zhao Changan.

"As much as possible, don't hurt the poor and the awakened who gave up resistance" Zhao Changan said word by word.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is a double-edged sword, especially in places like Lingguang City. If the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are allowed to play, I am afraid that the entire Lingguang City will be killed by the Four Horsemen in the end.

Before the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse acted, Zhao Changan had to put them on shackles.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The four horsemen of the apocalypse in different costumes all had flames in their eyes, and the disaster made the souls of the four horsemen of the apocalypse feel long-lost joy.

"The disaster has begun!"

The voice of the apocalyptic knight was hoarse and sharp, like rusty iron plates rubbing against each other.

The mist was spreading, and Zhao Changan's figure gradually disappeared. Next, he only needs to wait for the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse to cause enough chaos, and he will open the portal and completely capture Lingguang City.

But before that, Zhao Changan has other things to do.

The central road of Lingguang City has a large number of pedestrians going to and from here. As the commercial center of the entire Lingguang City, there are a large number of shops on both sides of the street, and the daily flow of people is also quite large.

The young man called Xiao Zhou’s job today is to be responsible for the public security here. A special black combat uniform sets off Xiao Zhou’s figure vividly. Unlike those big muscle tyrants, Xiao Zhou’s figure is streamlined, and even with his face. Quite handsome, just standing here, Xiao Zhou has gained the attention of countless women.

Coupled with his special uniform, in less than two hours, Xiao Zhou's pocket has more than a dozen people's small notes. Xiao Zhou has become accustomed to this, and even enjoys it a little.

"Yep?"

In the distance, the hazy fog instantly attracted Xiao Zhou's attention, and he subconsciously looked to the sky. Today is a sunny day. Why does the fog appear?

Xiao Zhou keenly discovered that something was wrong. The fog was shrouded at a very fast speed. If it goes down like this, I am afraid that the entire street will be covered by this strange fog in less than ten minutes.

"Uncle Wang! Uncle Wang! Get up! Something happens!" Xiao Zhou quickly called Uncle Wang who was dozing off beside him.

After being slapped on the shoulder by Xiao Zhou, Uncle Wang immediately got up, rubbing his eyes, rubbing his eyes with his big rough hands, and said:'What a mess!Why is your child so surprised!'

Xiao Zhou pointed to the mist spreading not far away and said hurriedly: "Uncle Wang! Look over there, this mist is abnormal! And I feel the smell of decay!"

Uncle Wang looked at the distance in a dazed manner, the spreading fog has been noticed by the people on the road, and the panicked people are running around and fleeing!

"Gan! Send a signal quickly! This is definitely not right! Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Uncle Wang was excited at this time.

Xiao Zhou didn't have time to worry about Uncle Wang. Every sentry post in Lingguang City had an enchanted drum. You only need to beat the drum, and at least four surrounding outposts can get news to support.

Playing the bass drum requires special drumsticks. Before Xiao Zhou hurriedly took out the drumsticks, the sound of the bass drum came from all directions.

"Fuck"

The drumstick in Xiao Zhou's hand fell to the ground, and Uncle Wang's expression was extremely bitter: "Gan, four drums, what happened to him in the surrounding outposts?!"

"DaDaDa"

The crisp sound of horseshoes was approaching, and Xiao Zhou subconsciously drew out his weapons. The sentry they were in was already shrouded in mist, and the surrounding cries and shouts were continuous, but they could only be heard and could not be seen.

"Uncle Wang, something is coming." Xiao Zhou pulled out the long knife from his waist, his legs tightened, and a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Uncle Wang also took out his weapon, the two of them locked their gazes in front.

It's getting closer and closer, and there is even a crisp bell sound.

The horse wearing a black armor had bones exposed at the ankles, and its scarlet eyes were like a devil. Its owner was holding a sickle, a gray cloak, and the face covered by a steel mask as long as his silent eyes were exposed.

"Goooo"

Uncle Wang swallowed subconsciously and murmured, "What kind of monster is this!"