Gao Bo laughed, "Haha, Tan baby, haven’t you realized yet? This Tyrant is coming straight for . I’ve hunted the most zombies and have caught the attention of that commanding zombie. It wants to die more miserably. If we join forces now, I’m afraid these stopped zombies would really climb up the walls."
At this mont.
The survivors standing atop the wall were all gasping for breath, looking on with calm yet stupified expressions, already aware of the outco.
Gone were their previous fear and terror.
They were ready to accept what cos.
They had done their utmost, but the sheer number of zombies was too many, too terrifying; it was sothing they simply could not withstand.
Having held out until now
Was already quite an achievent.
"Roar"
The Tyrant swung its at cleaver, roaring at Gao Bo. Its fierce visage resembled a harvester preparing to collect its final prey.
Tan Qing, looking at the situation before him, wiped his crimson hot steel gun on a corpse and sat down on the pile of bodies, "Maybe you’re right, so let’s wait for your outco."
Gao Bo took a deep breath and gently waved his axes, feeling a sense of powerlessness.
"Tyrant, co on."
He roared and leaped toward the Tyrant, raising his axes high and chopping viciously at the Tyrant’s head. Faced with this, the Tyrant just growled, swung its at cleaver vehently, blocking the falling axes and flinging Gao Bo away with great force.
And at that very instant.
A flash of gunfire twinkled.
A shot fired from below, ripping through the air, piercing straight into the Tyrant’s jaw and bursting through its head.
"Haha... I knew you’d pull this trick."
Blown away and crashing into the wall of the city, Gao Bo laughed. He had learned from Tan Qing that underhanded moves were his style – to kill the enemy was all that mattered, honourable conduct be damned.
As the Tyrant was sneak-attacked and killed.
The zombies howled, their shrieking deafening.
Everyone knew the zombies were enraged as if to say... hey guys, you humans have no sense of honor in combat.
The hidden Commander of the zombies gave the order.
The zombies swung into action again, vowing to devour all the humans before them.
And at that mont.
Boom!
Boom!
Loud roaring sounds echoed.
All looked at each other, bewildered by the sudden noise – what was it?
Listening to it, like thunder growling.
But it felt like it was getting closer.
Even the zombies stopped to look, drawn by the imnse sound.
Suddenly.
It was as if sothing fell into the midst of the zombie horde.
Imdiately after.
The ground shook, and a mountain quaked.
A terrifying shockwave burst forth, sending zombies around it flying, while those standing on the city wall couldn’t keep their footing and fell.
Below at the city wall, both Gao Bo and Tan Qing were pressed against the wall, violently crashing into it, a gush of fresh blood spurting out, as the invisible blow inflicted pain on them.
Everyone had doubts in their minds.
What on earth was happening?
What kind of terrifying entity had appeared here?
Xiangshan Base was already dood; why appear here, a presence even more terrifying?
Was there even a need?
Gradually, the shaking dissipated.
Everyone struggled to their feet, staring at the situation outside. When they saw what was in front of them, everyone’s eyes widened in shock, as if they had seen a ghost—the flat ground had suddenly beco a giant crater.
What was even more horrifying to them was... cracks spiderwebbed across the city walls, dense and intricate like a spider’s web.
"Dad..." Mao Jingjing clung to Mao Ping’s arm, already devoid of any color.
Mao Ping agonized, "Oh heavens, do you truly not wish for humanity to survive? We’ve already tried so hard, yet ever more terrible disasters keep befalling us."
As Mao Ping spoke these words,
the group of survivors, who seed to have already accepted their doom, sobbed and cried in sorrow.
"Wuu...I don’t want to die."
"We’ve tried so hard, why does this keep happening to us?"
"Zombies, damn zombies, I truly hate them."
They hugged each other, weeping.
Their faces were filled with despair, their lifeless eyes sothing unimaginable unless one witnessed the depth of their sorrow.
Zhou Zhou swallowed hard, looking at the situation outside.
Through the slightly dispersing smoke,
he saw a figure.
Gradually, as the smoke cleared, he could only see a silhouette, a figure with a sword on its back. As a youth who enjoyed playing gas, he was reminded of a divine artifact from a ga the instant he saw the sword.
Suddenly,
his mouth hung open.
He hurriedly pulled out the Zombie Album from his pocket. On that last page, there was so text that wasn’t easy to notice.
[My na is Lin Fan, I’m just an ordinary citizen. I carry Frostmourne, my Divine Artifact, a zombie-slaying Divine Artifact. I have written all these contents, I will keep updating, hoping to help everyone.]
Having read this, and comparing it to the figure,
his body trembled, his mouth agape in excitent.
"Ah... Ah... Ah..."
He kept making ’ah ah ah’ sounds excitedly, his fingers trembling as he pointed.
The survivors shook their heads.
The kid must have been scared witless.
Finally,
Zhou Zhou shouted, "Lin Fan, it’s Lin Fan, Huang City’s Lin Fan, the author of the Zombie Album, he’s co, he knows what happened to Xiangshan Base, he’s co all the way from Huang City."
At that mont, Zhou Zhou’s face flushed with excitent.
The people around him, upon hearing this, looked at Zhou Zhou in shock, then at the figure in the crater.
"Lin Fan?"
"Who is that?"
Mao Ping and the other Awakeners knew who Lin Fan was, as they had learned from the Zombie Album.
But...
They couldn’t believe it.
After all, there were more than nine hundred kiloters between Huang City and Xiangshan Base, and it had only been about twenty minutes since they had notified the other party.
How could it be possible.
Even riding a rocket wouldn’t be that fast.
And they hadn’t seen any rockets, nor did they know what was going on, when suddenly, the earthquake started, and then the figure appeared in the crater.
"Lin Fan..."
Zhou Zhou took a deep breath and yelled at the top of his lungs.
In the quiet surroundings, only Zhou Zhou’s voice spread, reaching everyone’s ears.
There stood Lin Fan, brushing dust off himself. Hearing soone shouting his na, he turned around with a smile and waved at them.
"Hello..."
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