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It was silently revealed.

In Pang Vien's mind, he still held out hope for the existence of gods.

Just then.

Boom!

A violent explosion resounded.

Everyone was startled by this loud explosion. As they looked into the distance, flames shot up into the sky, accompanied by thick black smoke billowing up to cover the sky.

They didn't know what had happened.

"Get in the car, let's go check it out."

On the distant desert highway.

A fuel tanker had exploded. Raging flames, like a fire demon, devoured everything around. The scorching high temperature spread out in all directions. From far away, one could feel this high temperature making people very uncomfortable.

"Ah... Ah..."

On the scorching road surface, a middle-aged man was lying prone. He looked in pain at the flames ahead. The flames were reflected in his eyes. Immediately after, within those flames, a figure slowly stood up, accompanied by roars.

"Grrr..."

A Tyrant Zombie, engulfed in flames, let out an angry sound. The Tyrant Zombie, engulfed in flames, had not died. Enduring the burning fire, it rushed towards the man lying on the ground.

The Tyrant Zombie's physique was extremely large, its vitality extremely strong. Even the explosion of a fuel tanker could not kill it. One could only say it was truly terrifying.

The Tyrant Zombie rushed in front of the man, raised its flesh scythe wrapped in flames, and fiercely slashed down at the middle-aged man before it.

However, at this moment.

As if restricted by something, the Tyrant Zombie's movements slowed down slightly, but very quickly, it returned to normal, wanting to chop the middle-aged man before it to death.

At this critical moment.

A sound of tearing through the air was heard.

The Tyrant Zombie looked up. In its line of sight, a large axe was rotating towards it. With a thud, it fiercely pierced into its chest. The force of the impact directly sent it flying.

The giant axe was even embedded in its chest.

A large amount of blood gushed out.

Pang Vien rushed in front of the Tyrant Zombie, grabbed the giant axe with one hand, pulled it out, and swung it at its head. With a thud, he directly severed its head. The Tyrant Zombie, engulfed in flames, had not died in the fuel tanker explosion.

But had died under the giant axe of a human Awakener.

He cut open the Tyrant Zombie's head, found the black crystal inside, and put it in his pocket. The value of a black crystal was very high. In fact, for most Awakeners, a black crystal was a crystal of extremely high quality that some Awakeners had never even touched.

A Tyrant Zombie was very strong. Did you think it was so easy to deal with?

They walked up to the middle-aged man.

"Are you okay?"

They asked. When the middle-aged man looked up, they instantly recognized who he was.

"Vuong Trung..."

Pang Vien's expression was extremely grave. Vuong Trung was a strength Awakener, his stage was not high, but his ability had reached the second stage. At the same time, he also had a wife. His wife was not an Awakener.

This couple had always supported and protected each other.

In the apocalypse, this couple was very happy. In the apocalypse, they were considered relatively lucky. After all, many people had lost their loved ones at the moment the apocalypse broke out.

This couple, in the apocalypse, was considered a model couple, very loving. Don't look at Vuong Trung as a strength Awakener, as if he was a very manly man. In fact, he was very obedient to his wife, a true henpecked husband.

When Ly Yen Hong stared, he would be so scared he would shrink his head, like a child being reprimanded, obediently following behind.

Pang Vien did not see Ly Yen Hong's figure.

Seeing Vuong Trung's grief-stricken gaze at the burning fuel tanker, he instantly understood something.

"Is she in there?" Pang Vien asked.

Vuong Trung didn't speak, just stared blankly at the blazing fuel tanker. At this moment, he felt a wave of powerlessness, not even having the strength to stand up.

In his mind, the image of his conversation with his wife last night was still playing.

Don't look at him as a man, but he loved to nestle in his wife's arms, quietly fantasizing about the future with her, chatting about happy things.

They had told some survivors that they would drive to Hoang City together to have a look. Not everyone was interested in the so-called gods, the so-called evolution, and so on.

But the distance to Hoang City was too far, and there were quite a few people traveling together, so they thought of finding a fuel tanker, driving the fuel tanker, and another big car, forming a convoy to head towards the distant Hoang City.

They could even go out and have a look along the way, to see the surrounding scenery.

He and his wife had planned it beautifully, full of longing for the future. But who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

He was no match for the Tyrant Zombie. He had wanted to entangle the Tyrant Zombie, to let his wife drive the fuel tanker away first. But he hadn't expected his wife to actually drive the fuel tanker towards the Tyrant Zombie, and in the end, all sorts of accidents led to an explosion.

Seeing that Vuong Trung did not answer him.

Pang Vien shook his head and walked over to his companions. He said to Quy Thu Nguyet, "His name is Vuong Trung. In that burning fuel tanker, his wife should be there. A very loving couple. It's a pity, I never thought such a thing would happen."

Tran Ninh Tinh showed a sad expression, "Sister Yen Hong even gave me candy."

Ton A had an impression. The image in her mind was of Vuong Trung seeing a beautiful survivor and staring with wide eyes. But very quickly, a fierce-looking woman would brutally grab his ear. The clearly Awakener Vuong Trung, like a mouse seeing a cat, would be so scared he would tremble.

He would be chased all over the place by that woman, running and shouting...

"Wife, I wouldn't dare."

"Wife, I wasn't looking. I was looking at someone else."

To be able to maintain such a husband-and-wife relationship in the apocalypse was truly rare, and it could even be said to be very rare.

Just then.

"Ah..."

Tran Ninh Tinh exclaimed.

"Brother Vuong Trung, what are you doing?"

They looked in Vuong Trung's direction and saw him walking towards the burning fuel tanker. His back exuded endless despair, as if the entire sky had collapsed, a一片 pitch-black, dim and gloomy, without a trace of light.