Looking at Prince Zixuan’s situation, you can see that as a zombie he can control zombies and even mixed zombies, but even so, he was still utterly defeated in the absence of the Corpse God.
He even hid in a manure tank.
What else can be said in such a situation?
The zombies behind Dai Quan suddenly went into a frenzy.
A zombie appeared behind Dai Quan, and with a piercing sound, its chest was pierced through.
Dai Quan’s expression changed dramatically from this severe blow.
In disbelief, he looked down at his broken chest.
Just as he was about to say something, the zombie that stabbed him threw Dai Quan to the ground. Under the orders of the Corpse God, there was no way Dai Quan could survive.
The group of zombies roared as they charged directly at Lin Fan.
To the Corpse God, it never expected this group of zombies to return, so it simply gifted them to Lin Fan.
The Corpse God was very frustrated.
Critical matters are always disrupted.
This was really annoying for it, but there was nothing it could do. The Corpse God knew Lin Fan’s strength; it was like a great mountain weighing heavily on them, preventing them from acting freely, forcing them to develop quietly in some corner.
Upon learning of someone like Prince Zixuan, the Corpse God’s goal was to capture and devour him, to dissect his excellent abilities, continually improve, and cultivate the most perfect existence among zombies.
Unfortunately, it was just a bit short.
Faced with the charging zombies.
Lin Fan raised his hand and slowly drew out Frostmourne.
The silver-white blade shimmered with dazzling brilliance under the sunlight.
"Corpse God, I will find you."
Lin Fan swung Frostmourne in his hand, and the silver-white Sword Radiance howled out. With just one swing, the charging zombies suffered a fatal blow.
Their bodies instantly shattered, and their bodies were cleanly severed, the surface very smooth.
This swing was just an ordinary sword strike by Lin Fan.
If faced with this situation, he might have needed to be serious, but now he couldn’t afford to be serious, or things would become very severe.
Looking at the situation before him.
It was already resolved.
He walked up to Wang Zixuan.
The smell coming from Wang Zixuan was pungent, but Lin Fan had long since tolerated it.
Zhao Yun and Wang Zixuan stared dumbly at the situation before them.
To Zhao Yun, she had already perceived Lin Fan as a god-like existence; all of her perceptions at this moment were fiercely shattered, left in pieces.
The Zombie Emperor Wang Zixuan felt the same.
Lin Fan slowly began to speak, "You are Wang Zixuan, we have met before. The zombies you control, you call yourself the Zombie Emperor, I always thought of you as a zombie similar to the Corpse God. I never expected a survivor would drive all the way to He City to seek my help, only to find that they were rescuing a zombie."
For now, he had no hostility toward Wang Zixuan.
Zombies, like humans, have different types.
Not all zombies need to be hunted. Similar to Dongdong, Officer Huang, the female zombie, and many others, there are many zombies worth recognizing.
Some even worthy of admiration and respect from the living.
"Mr. Lin, Zixuan is really a good zombie, he’s always taken care of me and never hurt me. I’ve never seen him harm a human, he’s truly a good zombie, not one of those bad zombies,"
Zhao Yun hurriedly vouched for Wang Zixuan.
Lin Fan looked at Zhao Yun, then at Wang Zixuan. From Wang Zixuan’s eyes, he could see ferocious violence.
At the same time... this was a very strange phenomenon.
Why could this Zhao Yun live unharmed beside Wang Zixuan, even receiving his care?
Such violent temperament, has it never erupted?
"Go wash up, we can have a chat," Lin Fan said.
He wanted to have a good talk with Wang Zixuan.
Some things really can’t be explained in a short time.
Lin Fan waited, looking at the surroundings, the decor seemed very luxurious, suggesting He City’s economic power was strong during peaceful times.
The environment was cleaner than he imagined.
On the way here, he noticed the streets outside were much cleaner than he expected, he hadn’t seen a single corpse, not even an overturned car.
The ground was clean and tidy, no garbage in sight.
Invisibly, his evaluation of Wang Zixuan improved significantly; there are very few clean zombies, no... he had never encountered one.
Officer Huang is rational, right?
Rational as he is, Officer Huang is always dirty, covered in blood, but in Lin Fan’s understanding, he feels it’s Officer Huang’s way of not bothering with trivial matters, focusing on maintaining city security.
So he has no time to manage.
Yes... it should be .
In Lin Fan’s impression, Officer Huang is just perfect, no matter the situation, he would automatically explain in favor of Officer Huang.
The door was pushed open.
Zhao Yun and Wang Zixuan walked in.
Seeing Wang Zixuan before him, Lin Fan’s eyes lit up.
Black suit, black leather shoes, looking very formal, the only thing was Wang Zixuan’s face had a strangely ambiguous softness, seeming almost boyish.
Indeed a clean zombie, just like he observed.
Lin Fan gestured to the seat beside him, feeling somewhat like a host instead of a guest.
Wang Zixuan appeared very constrained.
In the face of any survivor, Wang Zixuan wouldn’t act , even if captured by the Corpse God, he wouldn’t yield an inch, but Lin Fan gave him an overwhelming pressure unique to humans.