Weias is one of the most distinguished surnas in Henghe Country.
Even with the apocalypse descending.
The strongest Creator in Henghe Country still holds the highest surna, which undeniably shows how deep the racial system runs.
The Creators visiting Henghe Country gazed at Weias.
Upon seeing Weias’s physique, the multitude of Creators felt overwheld with envy at such perfect evolution, given that the process of evolution is notoriously difficult to control.
When most evolve to the stage of a Creator, they inevitably encounter so issues, and achieving perfect evolution appears deceptively simple but is exceptionally challenging.
"Weias, what is your true intention in hosting this cross-national Creator battle?" a Creator from another country inquired.
The other Creators were equally curious.
If this were rely a skirmish among Creators, it would undoubtedly be a bloodbath; after all, they are all Creators, and even slight power discrepancies could lead to unimaginable outcos.
With his profound and oppressive gaze, Weias surveyed each Creator present, "That’s a very good question. You, the top-tier beings of the new era of the apocalypse, is there any country among you where humans still survive?"
Weias’s question tempted the Creators to laugh.
"Humans? Such a distant term."
"Indeed, it’s been a long ti since we’ve tasted human flesh. They’re likely a species that has vanished from this world."
"When we Creators took over during the apocalypse, the survival space for humans completely vanished, disappearing without a trace."
The nurous Creators discussed the state of humanity; they were Creators who had persecuted humans. Thinking of those frail human beings, who were like ants, banding together to resist them was laughable.
Weias stated, "It seems in your respective lands, there are few humans left alive. For these creatures abandoned by the tis, the best we can do is consu them, integrate them with us, and lead them into a new era."
As Weias spoke these words, it was continuously searching for sothing.
It was particularly interested in the neighboring country.
That country had a similarly large population as Henghe Country; if Henghe Country could produce a Creator like Weias, then the neighboring country could certainly do the sa.
Population size dictates everything.
"Did no Creators from the neighboring country co?"
Eventually, Weias couldn’t help but ask.
The Creators looked around. They knew who Weias was referring to, yet saw no one, which was strange given that the neighboring country had the world’s second-largest population, right after Henghe Country, and had a high probability of producing a Perfect Creator. Given such a gathering of Creators, how could they not co?
"Seems like they didn’t co."
"It’s not just that they seem not to have co; they really didn’t."
The Creators spoke, and it was apparent with just a glance whether they ca or not.
Weias’s expression darkened with displeasure, "Hmph, who would have thought that the Creators from the neighboring country would be so cowardly, not daring to participate in such an event. Truly, cowardly like mice."
Not caring about any other reasons.
He directly ascribed the bla of cowardice to the Creators of the neighboring country.
And at this very mont.
A voice ca through.
"Apologies, the Creators from the neighboring country aren’t cowardly; they simply couldn’t co."
Such a voice instantly drew the attention of all the Creators, as they turned to the source of the sound and saw a figure appearing on top of a building.
"Human."
"That’s a human."
With the ergence of the figure, all the Creators shouted in shock, clearly not expecting that a human would dare to appear here, sothing unimaginable for any Creator.
After Lin Fan arrived in Delhi, Henghe Country, he stayed in a building, astounded by the presence of the surrounding Creators.
The massive number of Creators created a potent sense of awe, an impactful visual experience that was hard to imagine unless seen firsthand.
Lin Fan leaped down, landing smoothly on the ground, and greeted the surrounding Creators with a smile.
"Hello."
"Hello."
Whether facing humans or zombies, he always maintained a smile because he firmly believed that a smile could provide all creatures with a sense of security.
They might panic, but this panic often dissipates under a smile.
At this mont, Lin Fan stood amidst the circle of Creators.
For any human, finding themselves in such a situation would probably result in them being terrified to the point of paralysis, not even daring to move, let alone greeting the Creators.
What kind of mindset is needed to accomplish this?
"Hoho."
A zombie standing behind a Creator, upon seeing Lin Fan, couldn’t help but let out a low growl, then pounced like a leopard towards Lin Fan, ferociously and aggressively.
The zombies capable of following the Creators were all high-tier zombies; ordinary zombies wouldn’t even have the qualifications to be present on site.
Faced with such a situation, Lin Fan remained calm, showing no signs of panic, and as the high-tier zombie charged towards him.
He gently waved his hand.
With a splatter!
The body of the charging high-tier zombie splintered, in the blink of an eye, falling apart into pieces on the ground.
Witnessing such a scene, the surrounding Creators seed utterly stunned, as if pondering, how audacious this despicable human was to be so arrogant, knowing full well he was surrounded by Creators, and yet behaving so recklessly—it was simply a death wish.
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