A sword pierced through the crystal.
He always liked to leave the first time to the Frostmourne.
As the energy of the red crystal was absorbed, the Frostmourne in his hand emitted a faint glow.
"Not bad at all."
In the distance.
The departing bus could no longer be seen as a Corpse Ball, tall buildings blocked the view, obscuring the line of sight, yet for them, the mood was incredibly heavy.
Having left a well-established shelter, where to go now?
Finding a shelter in a city full of zombies is a really difficult task.
As for that sword-carrying survivor just now, well, it must be said that there are many who seek death, but the likes of him are rare indeed.
At that moment.
Lin Fan, having dealt with the Corpse Ball, headed back, hoping to see the bus, but hadn't expected the other party to have fled so quickly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Walking, walking.
"Hehe."
The zombies around him started to increase again.