Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game [401-600]

Chapter 517 - Necromancer

"Cemetery?"

Fang Heng stuck his head out of the car window.

Looking at the cemetery that was covered by a thick layer of fog, Fang Heng was puzzled.

Rather than calling it a cemetery, it looked more like a mass grave.

On both sides of the path, there were tombstones all over the place.

"We're almost there, Fang Heng."

In the middle of the cemetery area, there was a medieval-style building.

The entire building was shrouded in a thick white fog, making it impossible to see the entire building clearly. Mo YunXiao parked his car in the parking lot behind the building. "The Necromancer Association never participated in the disputes between various factions. They gave the promise of a permanent third party. Later on, after some matters, the Federation finally allowed them to build the hall of the dead here after secretly competing with various stakeholders."

"The Federation also participated in a small portion of the management."

After getting off the car, Mo Yunxiao introduced the place to Fang Heng.

The two of them arrived at the front door, and Mo Yunxiao rang the doorbell.

"The Federation had already secretly registered our information when we entered the cemetery area."

Soon, the front door opened, and an attendant wearing a gray robe nodded at the two of them.

......

"Mr. Mo, young traveler, welcome to our abode."

The attendant looked as thin as skin and bones, holding a candlestick in his hand.

As he spoke, he turned to the side and extended his hand to welcome the two of them.

Facing the door was a straight passage. There were no windows or lights in the entire passage.

The light seemed to be unable to shine in from the outside world.

The dim yellow light emitted by the candle in the attendant's hand illuminated the passage.

"Please follow me."

Fang Heng looked at Mo Yunxiao and strode into the passage. As he followed the attendant forward, Fang Heng noticed that on both sides of the wide pathway were large sculptures of strange shapes.

For a moment, Fang Heng even felt that he had come to a museum of sculptures of strange beasts.

Fang Heng looked at them curiously. Were they gargoyles? In his memory, Fang Heng had read about gargoyles in occult books.

After walking for a full five minutes, a tall iron door appeared in front of him.

The moment he saw the door, Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat.

It was similar to the door he saw when he entered the game through the imprint!

The difference was that the patterns engraved on the door frame were not the same.

And the door here was especially huge.

It was more than two stories high.

The attendant walked forward and pushed open the hall door.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from behind the door.

In the hall, a giant-sized crystal platform cut the circular hall into a ring.

People gathered in groups of two or three in the hall, discussing something. On the left side were chairs for people to rest and chat, and on the right side were rows of counters for handling affairs.