I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1429 - 344: The Known Transnational Battle—Are the Creators Afraid?
"Huh huh"
The roars were deafening.
The ordinary zombies ferociously pounced toward him.
Lin Fan put aside his usual swift battle-ending method, wanting each strike to cut through flesh and draw blood. Someone once said that if one wishes to intimidate the opponent, they must stretch out what can be done in one second into ten or even a hundred seconds to let the opponent witness the complex process of handling the situation.
The more one watched, the less they understood, and the more apprehensive they became.
Considered it, and thought it made perfect sense.
Swung the sword, the blade cut into the flesh. The approaching zombies’ waists showed cracks, and with a puff, they broke apart. Already decomposed viscera mixed with foul-smelling blood splattered all over the ground.
"Comfortable."
Lin Fan felt the cutting sensation transmitted back by Frostmourne, a satisfaction he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
Indeed, everyone loves the tangible feeling of impact.
The Lord of Deception was watching.
From afar, the kings were also peering.
Everything that initially happened was normal and failed to cause any shocking visual impact, but gradually, as the hunt continued, the shock Lin Fan imparted to them slowly appeared.
The charge always had the cannon fodder at the forefront, their presence often not to cause harm, but to boost morale. Their fearless charge could inflict tremendous psychological pressure on the opponent.
Blood and flesh intertwined and filled the ground, and with each breath, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood. At this time and place, it was not an exaggeration to call it hell on earth.
"He is indeed very strong."
The Lord of Deception didn’t feel any shock witnessing Lin Fan casually hunt ordinary and evolutionary zombies; anyone faced with such a scene would yield the same result.
But when he saw Lin Fan hunting a fusion zombie with one sword stroke, he knew his opponent’s strength was unimaginable.
One sword for an ordinary zombie. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
One sword still for a fusion zombie.
This nonchalant single stroke, regardless of power difference, had a flavor of equality among all beings.
At this moment, the Lord of Deception saw a Creator move, knowing how powerful this Creator was. By evolutionary standards, it was considered mid-level, quite good among Creators.
The wings on its back were similar to bat wings, though tattered like a fishing net full of holes, they were not to be underestimated, as they symbolized the Creator’s power and status.
The opponent slightly flapped its wings, and with a swish, disappeared from the rooftop, rushing towards Lin Fan at great speed. He thought such a Creator might cause Lin Fan some trouble, but the following scene made the Lord of Deception’s face change abruptly.
One sword.
That’s right, just one chop.
The newly appeared Creator in front of Lin Fan had a crack appear on its forehead. With a cracking sound, the crack extended downward, and its body was split into two halves, with copious amounts of blood flowing to the ground like a flood.
"Hiss~"
The Lord of Deception took a deep, chilling breath.
Truly terrifying.
"Ogamoto Reiyi was right; it’s indeed amazing."
The Lord of Deception observed the scene of countless zombies being hunted, his heart calm and without anger, because the purpose of this operation was to verify Lin Fan’s strength and show the king just how powerful the human being considered the greatest zombie obstacle really was.
Lin Fan maneuvered through the zombie tide like a phantom, with Frostmourne in his hand shining brilliantly.
This method of clearing filled Lin Fan’s heart with heat.
Comfortable, pleasant.
A peerless thrill.
Although this speed of clearing was time-consuming, the visual effect it created was strong.
One after another, zombies died tragically under the righteous energy of Frostmourne.
In the arcade.
Ogamoto Reiyi’s gaze gradually turned dull, with a trace of dread in his stare. Though he had known long ago how terrifying Lin Fan was, witnessing it from a third-party perspective made it clearer.
The scene before him had a big impact on him.
He sneaked a glance at Lv Xian. This guy was equally engrossed, and Ogamoto noticed that his hands were shaking.
He couldn’t help but smile inwardly.
Realized how terrifying Lin Fan is? For some reason, he felt a bit pleased, as if Lin Fan’s strength was something for him to be proud of.
"Little Okamoto..."
"King, I’m here, please speak."
"Can humans really be this strong?"
The king felt somewhat incredulous, as he witnessed Creators and ordinary zombies alike being easily killed by a single sword stroke, which had dealt a significant blow to the king’s confidence.
Ogamoto Reiyi responded seriously, "King, the human before us is very strong; this was also why he once cornered me into a desperate situation. But I believe in the king’s abilities, capable of defeating him. Only the king is the strongest. What does this mere human amount to?"
"Mm, what you said pleases me."
The eleven or twelve-year-old king nodded with satisfaction; indeed, he liked this Little Okamoto.
After all, who doesn’t like a guy who tells the truth?
Lv Xian was affected by their conversation and muttered to himself, "Can’t be careless. Facing you, I have thirty percent confidence in escaping. But facing him, I don’t even have the courage to move."
Ogamoto Reiyi frowned, looking at Lv Xian with great displeasure, "Promoting others while diminishing one’s own morale, that’s very bad. To us, the king is omnipotent. If you think you can escape before the king, that’s just your illusion."
