The quiet scene, the noisy wind.
The survivors at Xiangshan Base stared with wide eyes.
Staring dumbfounded at the situation in front of them.
So quiet that even the sound of a heartbeat could be clearly heard.
Tan Qing leaned against the wall, the thick blood-smeared wall had caved in slightly due to the impact from just moments ago.
He knew that the apocalypse had arrived, that Awakeners among humans enhanced themselves using crystals from zombie brains.
But he had never imagined that someone could be powerful to this extent.
The sheer force just observed, could it have been caused by a human?
His gaze was fixed on the figure standing there, filled with curiosity about what kind of person could create the "Zombie Album," a survival guide for the apocalyptic world.
And how exactly had he come here, by what means?
These were all things that baffled Tan Qing.
The zombie horde roared, their cries thunderous, not at all intimidated by Lin Fan’s commanding presence. To the zombies, they always followed their primitive urges for flesh, regardless of watching their kin getting slaughtered by the enemy.
Listening to the zombies’ hehe sounds.
Lin Fan surveyed his surroundings.
"I didn’t expect there to be so many zombies, but it’s normal, I’ve never cleared the zombies around here, allowing them to develop in comfort, it’s unimaginable."
He didn’t engage in small talk with the people of Xiangshan Base, or say you guys wait, blabbering a bunch of useless nonsense, instead, many survivors watched him.
His arm reached behind him, gripping the hilt of Frostmourne, slowly drawing it.
In the crowd, someone muttered to themselves.
"Light Saber Transformation"
It was as if a silent BGM played in everyone’s ears under the dazzling lights, with two huge light bulbs blinding their eyes.
Hearing this, the survivors looked around in astonishment, trying to see who had spoken.
They all thought of that special short video they had once seen, indeed it was blood-pumping.
"Do not blaspheme, that is a god-like figure."
"Exactly, with his back to us, facing the zombie tide, in my eyes, that silhouette, although seemingly insignificant, is like a mountain standing before us."
More people looked at that figure, lost in awe, unable to extricate themselves.
As Lin Fan drew Frostmourne at that moment.
He vanished in an instant, leaving no trace, even the ground where he had been cracked, traveling through the horde like a specter shifting through space, a dazzling light flickering continuously, the light tracing straight lines as if connected together.
This was the sharpness of Frostmourne, his speed was so fast that the glistening blades formed straight lines, intertwining, creating an astonishing scene.
"Can a human really do this? Is he really not a god?"
Mao Jingjing stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded but more than that, she was excited, her excitement stemming from the relief of surviving a calamity.
She knew that Lin Fan from Huang City had come to save them.
"So cool, the real person described in the album right before my eyes."
Zhou Zhou, young and always idolizing the strong, considered Lin Fan as a true powerhouse in his heart.
Not to mention his shocked expression.
The eleven Awakeners at Xiangshan Base were equally stunned by the scene before them, barely believing their own eyes, considering Lin Fan as an Awakener.
The capabilities of an Awakener they understood were certainly more formidable than those of an ordinary person. If not, they wouldn’t be called Awakeners.
Zhang Ying massaged his sore, weak right arm, exclaiming in awe, "That’s what you call an Awakener, we seem more like ordinary people in comparison."
The Awakeners standing next to Zhang Ying didn’t speak.
But they nodded in agreement.
Clearly, they quite agreed with what Zhang Ying had said.
They didn’t see Lin Fan’s figure, but the flickering light was etched in their eyes, and the zombies that had cornered them seemed to suffer invisible damage, one by one collapsing thunderously to the ground.
Not just the ordinary zombies, even the Evolutionary Zombies were treated like mere weeds by him, casually reaped.
"So this is the strength of the author of the Zombie Album."
"I would never believe it if not witnessing it with my own eyes."
"Same, I once thought by becoming what he called Awakeners, we had reached the pinnacle of humanity, but seeing him, I realized the gap between us is immense, even standing before us, we can hardly reach his shoulders."
While they conversed in shocked murmurs.
Zhou Zhou exclaimed, "So impressive, those zombies being mercilessly cleaved, just splitting open, was it caused by Frostmourne? He said Frostmourne is a Divine Artifact, a Divine Artifact for hunting zombies, he was right."
A youth remains a youth.
Seeing something shocking, they never keep it to themselves but shout out loud, more like commenting on the situation at hand, to express how impactful the scene is to them.
The Awakeners conversed.
"His speed is at its peak, such that we can’t see his figure, Hu Xiang, can you do that?"
The man known as Hu Xiang had awakened speed-related abilities.
Hu Xiang stared, speechless and dumbfounded at his comrades, "You guys think too highly of me."