Lin Fan dove to the ground, the silver light of Frost Mourning in his hand burst forth, forming a torrent of Sword Qi. Wherever the blade pointed, all was cut down, and thick blood sprinkled across the earth.
He wasn’t venting his dissatisfaction, nor was he showing off his powerful strength.
But when justice needed him, he was ready to offer his own skills unhesitatingly, to become a defender of justice, contributing his humble power in a seemingly insignificant way.
Since the apocalypse, the ferocity of the zombies was well known, they had no humanity, no reason, and lacked the coexistence concept that beings walking on the earth should possess.
They were only brutal, gnawing, harming, leaving pain to innocent survivors for their own joy.
Such vile acts, he really couldn’t overlook.
The sharp cries of the flesh masses continued to spread.
In the distance, large groups of zombies descended the stairs of skyscrapers, some even smashed through glass to jump down, falling hard onto the ground, severely damaged, but even so, as long as their limbs functioned or they were still alive, they would crawl if necessary to get there.
In terms of dedication, the spirit exhibited by the zombies was indeed incomparable to that of ordinary people.
From all directions, a dense and innumerable horde of zombies swelled, and within this group of zombies, only that minor black dot resisted, forming an area of absolute safety.
"You threaten the lives of innocent survivors in Huang City, and have turned what was once a beautiful Huang City into this, I really cannot tolerate it," he said.
With the help of the Simulated Divine Artifact, Frost Mourning, Lin Fan’s combat power was off the charts, unphased by the press of the zombies, he remained brave, unafraid, and without fear throughout.
His eyes, full of goodwill, flashed with determination.
He deeply understood that some tasks could only be done by him. There were many zombies in Huang City, a lot, in fact. Taking the Sunshine District as the center, he continuously cleared the area around, with significant results. Having gone through two large purges, the number of zombies was truly minimal, safe except for the occasional few zombies that wandered in.
He was the security guard of the Sunshine District, maintaining the safety of the vicinity was his inevitable duty, and as a citizen of Huang City, he naturally would expand outward if capable, wanting to completely clean up the environment of Huang City, which would be the best thing.
The sound of flesh being cut open was dull yet decisive, with the accumulating slices of zombie corpses providing no decrease in the incoming numbers.
At that moment, like a War God, he eternally stood there, swinging Frost Mourning, no matter how many zombies came, they were all crushed by his weapon.
In the distance, a building housed a group of survivors.
This group of survivors included men and women, mostly young people.
They were all residents of this building.
As in any other place, indeed some considered that during the apocalypse, moral and ethical decay allowed them to do as they pleased, to do whatever they wanted.
But not all in this group of survivors thought this way, disputes had occurred in the early stages, it was the fight between sane people and madmen, eventually, the sane ones emerged victorious.
"What exactly is happening over there, why are all the zombies running in that direction? Even the zombies locked up under our building have broken the windows and jumped out, running towards there."
"I don’t know; a piercing noise just appeared out of nowhere, definitely something happened."
"It must have been some big event."
At this moment, a man holding a pair of binoculars hurried over and stood at the edge of the rooftop, peering into the distance through the binoculars because it was too blurred to see with the naked eye.
The man was eager to know.
With the aid of the binoculars, he suddenly saw clearly what was happening, and as he saw it, his heart violently trembled. The image of an endless, chaotic horde of zombies was heart-stopping.
The man put down the binoculars, his expression shocked, rubbing his eyes as if dazzled, or perhaps feeling an ongoing sense of unreality.
"What did you see?" asked an impatient bystander, eager to know, if not for the distance, there would be no need to ask others, only dimly seeing that over there were many zombies, crowded like a small mountain.
The man did not answer, but continued peering through the binoculars.
He held his breath, finally seeing clearly the events unfolding in the distance, endless zombies looking in one direction, he could clearly make out each zombie’s ferocious face, their appearances increasingly horrifying due to the decay over time.
Some had half of their faces torn, and when they opened their mouths, their inner oral structures were visible.
The man with the binoculars gaped, he saw the most shocking sight of his life: a person, no mistake, amidst the horde of zombies, he saw a figure wielding a sword, that figure swung the sword in their hand, and the zombies around suffered unimaginable sharpness, instantly shattered.
"Damn, is this guy even human?" the man blurted out.
The people around him, anxious, scratched their heads: "Zhang Wen, let us have a look, what exactly is happening?"
As the zombies around them all ran toward the distance, some companions had already gone downstairs to gather resources, leaving them there to watch the zombies’ movements, and to notify quickly if there was any issue.