If you want a promotion card, you can get a 5,000 magic crystal. Do you have any money?

Satan was tortured by a soul, and his face showed a look of decadence...

This is so... so difficult!

"Then how many magic crystals are needed... to advance the demon army?"

Satan fanned the pair of black wings and asked eagerly.

"Well... let me do the math!"

"Five thousand magic crystals for a promotion card..."

"One thousand pieces...that's five million low-grade magic crystals...equivalent to 50,000 middle-grade magic crystals..."

"I don't count the fractions, just make up the whole!"

Fang Fan babbled, and after counting it back and forth, he swears that this is the exact data... There is no falsehood or anything...

"Okay! I'll save magic crystals!"

Satan gritted his teeth and clenched his claws, as if he had made up his mind.

Fang Fan glanced at it, and the corner of his mouth tickled... not bad... very good!

If you have a will, it will happen!

"My lord, that's not right, these zombies... why are they all moving in the direction of Jiangcheng?"

"I'll wipe... Look at it, there are a lot of birds and zombies flying over in the sky!"

"What is this for? How come these zombies don't attack us anymore... This layer of zombie wave... looks very strange..."

Hans came back from the detective ahead with a serious look on his face.

When they came before, although they also encountered many zombie groups, most of them were relatively scattered.

Such sudden gatherings... are relatively rare.

"Congratulations! Two weeks have passed since the end of the world! You have been struggling in the mouth of death for fourteen days!"

"Now the God of Doomsday wants to give you a little gift..."

"There will be great zombie kings in all cities according to the size of the level!"

"The Zombie King has the ability to call and command zombies! Kill the Zombie King...you will be able to get extremely rich rewards!"

"If the Zombie King breaks the city... The Zombie King will destroy this city and move on to attack the next city!"

"Tremble! Ants!"

In the endless sky, strange sounds came one after another.

Fang Fan's brows furrowed tightly... it appeared again!

Such an abominable existence... like a nightmare, it often appears in my ears.

And this time... the Zombie King actually appeared?

Speaking of which, these zombies gathered from all over... just to obey the call of the zombie king, and then go to attack the city and loot the land?

According to the city level of Jiangcheng... the zombie king... how powerful should it be?

"Go back quickly!"

Fang Fan exhaled, his expression a little dignified.

Although he thinks that his legion is powerful, he is not arrogant enough to fight trillions of zombies with one person...

Go back to Jiangcheng first, anyway, there are some city wall guards.

"My Cao! The shopkeeper... Look... The inner city of Jiangcheng has been surrounded by a large army of zombies!"

"The survivors who gathered around the inner city... all ran away!"

"This layer is layered on top of another... it's too terrifying!"

Zhou Kaitian's legs and feet shivered, and his face looked particularly ugly.

There are more than one million zombies in front of you? Can't see the head at all...

This is so... terrifying!

Take a look at the past, there are all kinds of zombies, birds and beasts, humanoids... everything!

And there is no trace of the zombie king...

"Go back first... Let's talk about the rest!"

Fang Fan frowned, he didn't expect the situation to be so serious.

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