The Creators around began to stir.
Each one glared fiercely at Lin Fan, all thinking of tearing him to shreds.
"Everyone, calm down," Weias intervened, stopping them. As a Creator, it had seen all kinds of scenes and had interacted with many humans before. Even though all the humans it encountered had been killed by it, this didn’t affect its ability to communicate with humans.
Lin Fan looked at Weias, knowing this Creator was the organizer of the cross-national battle among the Creators.
It was also a relatively perfect Creator.
The Creators and zombies around made way, creating a path for Lin Fan.
"Thank you."
Lin Fan smiled, greeting them. Although the situation that should follow might be him drawing Frostmourne to wipe them out completely, it’s perfectly normal to greet them politely before any conflict arises.
Very soon.
He arrived before Weias, maintaining a certain distance. From the mont the opponent appeared, he focused his attention on it.
An evolved, perfect Creator.
"Who are you?"
Weias inquired, curious about the human who dared to co here, completely outside its expectations. It was very intrigued by the person’s background, as it didn’t believe humans could be this foolish.
"My na is Lin Fan, from Huang City Sunshine Shelter. I recently heard that a high-level zombie ca to us saying a Creator from Henghe Country plans to host a cross-national battle. I assu that host is you."
Lin Fan admired these Creators’ ideas of gathering everyone together, which had a huge impact, making it convenient for him to wipe out this group of Creators all at once.
The situation of foreign Creators wasn’t what he needed to worry about at the mont. He hadn’t even cleaned up the zombies in his own country, so why care about these others?
At most, he would know of such situations and spare so ti to conveniently deal with them.
"Never heard of you."
"Well, of course, you haven’t heard of because I’ve always been in my own country, clearing the zombies there. Oh, by the way, let tell you, the reason no Creators from our country ca over is that I’ve almost cleaned up all the zombies in our country, and the remaining Creators are hiding from , so they don’t dare participate."
Lin Fan explained seriously.
"Hahaha..." Weias couldn’t help but laugh out loud, with its eyes slightly changing, "Are you joking with ?"
Even other Creators couldn’t help but laugh.
To them, this might be the funniest joke they had ever heard in the world.
"I’m serious," Lin Fan replied.
Weias said, "Do you know how many billions of people are in your country? Saying you want to clean all zombies is just nonsense, right?"
"That’s the truth. Sotis, you just have to believe it," Lin Fan said calmly. He understood so Creators had limited perspectives, even narrow-minded, always doubting things they couldn’t believe.
That’s indeed a nice trait.
But a trait can often beco a flaw, and thinking carefully, there’s really no good reason to disbelieve.
And just then, as if his occiput had eyes, Lin Fan sidestepped to avoid a sudden attack; a crisp sound rang out, and a fleshy tentacle pierced the ground, scattering rubble everywhere.
"Sneak attacks are a bad habit," Lin Fan said, turning to see a malford Creator waving its tentacles like an octopus, although it too had evolved into a Creator, it was the worst, most imperfect Creator.
"The sll of humans, it’s been so long,"
The imperfect Creator moved its tentacles toward Lin Fan, trying to suppress him with a wave. Facing this, Lin Fan continually dodged, drawing Frostmourne from his back. With one swing, Sword Radiance appeared. Under the shocked gaze of many Creators, a ’puff’ sounded, and Sword Radiance pierced through the Creator’s body, continuously extending further.
"What...?"
"This..."
All the Creators looked at the scene before them in shock.
The Creator pierced by Sword Radiance instantly shattered, with a flood of blood and organs pouring onto the ground, and the Sword Radiance kept extending, eliminating the zombies in its path.
Weias was startled, the initial disregard for the human turned into seriousness, it dared not underestimate him anymore.
"What you see isn’t attacking first, it attacked . Facing such a situation, I couldn’t stand idly by, so I had no choice but to draw my sword to eliminate it. I hope you understand."
Lin Fan spoke calmly, looking as though he was talking about sothing ordinary, yet there was an underlying chill that could make one’s blood run cold.
He looked at the surrounding Creators, sensing the bloody scent emanating from them. These were Creators who were contaminated with countless blood.
"I’ll take a photo of you all; everyone’s ti is precious."
Lin Fan placed Frostmourne into the ground, picked up the cara hanging on his chest, and without waiting for their refusal, he jumped to the top of a building, trying to capture them from a higher vantage point.
But the spread of zombies was too wide.
Trying to fit them all into a photo was truly unrealistic.
If any Creator who had been eliminated by Lin Fan saw this, they would definitely shout frantically, "Don’t let him take photos; once you’re photographed by him, there’s only a dead end!"
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