It All Starts with the Wizard

　　 Although his heart was turbulent, Roman finally succumbed to the pain of his body. Although the current situation was a bit scary, it seemed that there was no other danger.

Every cell of Roman’s body was protesting, and his stomach began to gurgle, so Roman could only go to the tavern closest to him, opened the door, and it was dark inside, without the hustle and bustle of the past. .

　　Roman didn't care, he just pushed away a dead corpse sitting on the edge of the bar, and didn't want to tell who it was. The moment the corpse turned into a pile of bone residue, the faint powder floated away.

　　 On the opposite side of the bar stands the one-eyed father of the bar owner, but his only one-eyed eye is also blind now, his mouth is wide with black and yellow teeth, which makes Roman a little nauseous.

Roman sat on the edge of the bar, stared at the wine rack opposite for a while, and took a bottle of Marguerite Flame. This should be the best spirit in this bar, and opened the wooden stopper with a knife. , Roman raised his head and took a sip. He now needs alcohol to numb his pain, and then eat something to sleep well!

　　噗!

　　 Before he swallowed a sip of wine, Roman directly vomited on the ground. The water was definitely mixed with wine! Dare to sell this? Why didn't he get killed by Todd?

　　 casually threw the wine bottle onto the street, Roman looked at the one-eyed father, hesitating whether to whip the corpse to vent his anger, thought for a while and had to eat, then gave up this unhygienic idea.

Roman got up, pushed off the baffle on the side of the bar, walked into the bar, bent over and searched for a while in the cabinet under the bar, and quickly walked out with two bottles of wine again, and then went into the oven on the side. Find a few pieces of cold wheat bread and a large piece of grilled meat.

Sitting on the bar again, looking at the bread and grilled meat on the tray, Roman nodded in satisfaction, poured himself a glass of high-purity spirits, then raised the glass, looked around, looking at each other. I skipped the deadly corpses facing up to the sky, only a slight fluctuation in their eyes, and then returned to peace, just listen to him whispered:

　　 "Good night, guys, I wish you a good dream."

　　 The strong alcohol was drunk, and then there was a sound of feasting, and then there was an irregular and heavy snoring, which became the only sound in this silent town.

　　 The next day, the sun rose from the top of the mountains, dispelling the night, illuminating the whole town day after day, and then the sun did not wake up the sleeping town until...

bump! Roman kicked open the door of the tavern. The messy-haired Roman rubbed his dizzy head and staggered out. He drank too much spirits last night, causing his entire head to hurt, but that’s good. The physical pain is not so obvious anymore.

Roman put his hand on his forehead, squinted his head and looked up at the sky. It was almost noon. There were still many corpses of small town residents standing on the street, the same as last night, but it looked like a little bit less during the day. Eerie and horrible, like a sculpture made of white plaster, it has a special flavor when seen from a distance.

　　 Roman tapped his dizzy head a few times, adjusted his steps, and then walked towards the old Dr. John's house. Soon, Roman found the place, knocked on his face a few times, and Roman kicked the door open.

There was no one in the room. Old John and his son died outside unfortunately. Roman went straight to the medicine cabinet and searched for it. He quickly found some bandages and powders for pain and bleeding. These are commonly used medicines. Roman is naturally no stranger.

　　 quickly coated himself with powder, put a bandage on his chest, Roman had found a good-fitting dress to change, and put on a doctor's white coat outside, and left the old John's house with satisfaction.

It took about an hour before Roman appeared at the door of the town carrying a large leather backpack. The backpack was filled with various foods, medicines, and some essential items for survival in the wild, as well as a few bottles. Good spirits and a few boxes of high-end cigars.

There was still a waist knife stuck in his waist, but it was not the previous one. Since the knife was soaked in the liquid from the eyeball, it became rusty the next day, so Roman was at Todd's blacksmith again. Shop found this new Kaifeng waist knife, it is a new generation.

Roman glanced at the town where he had lived for half a year for the last time, and looked at a personal sculpture erected on the street in the distance. He couldn't help but feel a little sigh. When Roman first came to this town, he never expected to use such a The form leaves it.

Turning and leaving, the noon sun pulls Romain's back, seemingly not wanting him to leave this desperate and silent town fortunately, but in the end, Romain's figure gradually follows the rugged tree-lined path and is surrounded by dense forests. Swallowed.

Roman did not choose the broad and flat main road~www.wuxiahere.com~ but took the off-travel path. It is not clear how much the death of last night affected, but no matter what, the extinction of a small town will definitely lead to Coming to the empire to attach great importance to it, I must avoid letting others know that I am the only survivor in Dora Town, and I can't even touch the edge, otherwise, waiting for myself will be endless trouble.

　　 As Roman deepened, the originally bright light was gradually blocked by the dense branches and leaves, and the surrounding environment quickly dimmed.

Roman staggered a little on the path in the forest. At this moment, you can see the dead bodies of animals with white eyes everywhere in the forest, and occasionally you can see the dead bodies of one or two hunters. The whole forest except for the rustle of the fallen leaves being blown by the mountain wind. , Silent could not even hear a worm's song, and the dense trees around did not make Roman feel vigorous, on the contrary, in the mottled shadows of the layers, there was an inexplicable gloom.

　　 Fortunately, the path was not long. After Roman stopped and stopped for about two or three hours, the trees on both sides began to become low, and red thorns with sharp barbs began to appear around them.

Seeing these gradually lush thorn bushes, Roman knew that the garden of thorns was about to arrive. After about half an hour, Roman saw a group of people, to be precise, a group of standing corpses. It seems that there is none here. Leaving the scope of death, the scope of the influence is unbelievable.

However, they are obviously different from the previous corpses. They seemed to have control over their bodies before they died. They did not maintain that weird posture like the residents of small towns. Some people covered their ears with their hands desperately, and some buried their heads. In the knees, someone even put their fingers in their eyes.

　　The scene looks less horror and more **** than the scene in the small town.