I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1445 - 347: The Reason I Kept You Was Really to Say Thank You_3

Chapter 1445: Chapter 347: The Reason I Kept You Was Really to Say Thank You_3

Absolutely no photography.

Unfortunately, none of the Creators knew what Lin Fan’s photography meant.

To forever preserve your most beautiful moments, so that one day when nostalgia strikes, you can take them out and enjoy them again.

Some Creators noticed Frostmourne sticking into the ground, and actually thought of secretly stealing the weapon, only to find it completely immovable when touched.

This utterly shocked the Creator who wanted to steal the weapon.

Exclaimed impossible.

It was a Creator, not to mention a weapon, even an airliner could be moved.

Click! Click!

Lin Fan pressed the shutter, forever capturing the scene ahead.

Such a gathering of Creators was truly rare, so that when the apocalypse ended and people lived happy lives, they could show future generations through photographs how terrifying the apocalypse once was, and how countless hardships were endured by their ancestors to create the present beauty.

Lin Fan looked at the captured images, nodded with satisfaction, his photography skills continuously improving, a result of effort.

When all is over, I’ll become a photographer.

Capture every detail of life.

All beauty should be preserved.

Descending from the rooftop to the ground, he approached Frostmourne, smiled and said, "You didn’t try to steal my Frostmourne, did you?"

No Creator responded.

All the Creators were bewildered by Lin Fan, as they had never seen a human who could act so calm and collected in their presence.

Effortlessly pulling out Frostmourne, the Creator who tried to steal it stared in disbelief, unable to comprehend how easily it was uprooted.

Lin Fan looked at Weias, "Alright, everyone’s time is precious, let’s not waste it. Your gathering here is of no use to this beautiful world, I will eliminate you, hope you understand."

A truly awful statement.

Saying such exterminating words yet needing mutual understanding.

If any survivor heard a fellow human utter such words, they would be speechless, indicating the statement’s complexity was beyond comprehension.

"You want to eliminate us?"

Weias hadn’t realized the gravity of the situation, instead reacted with amazement, as if hearing an incredibly unbelievable joke.

Not to mention the number of Creators present, even Weias alone wasn’t a mere Creator, as the perfect Creator it was no ordinary human could handle.

Lin Fan said nothing, gripping Frostmourne, casually glanced around, lightly touched the ground with his toe, a boom shook up dust, and vanished without a trace.

Weias’ pupils shrunk, face shocked, the man... the man was gone, his speed so fast even Weias couldn’t see it clearly, he looked around for Lin Fan’s figure, suddenly hearing a crash nearby, he turned to see a scene within the corpse tide, where one after another zombies collapsed, simultaneously a great volume of blood splattered midair.

He’s there...

Over there was a Creator, within Weias’ understanding, although this Creator had fairly good evolutionary perfection, within its eyes showed blood-splattering scenes.

The Creator standing there seemed to search for Lin Fan, but suddenly, its body cracked, the cracks spread, tearing through its body, even the Creator crystal within its head shattered.

"Ah?"

Weias couldn’t help but step back, stunned by the scene before him, his expression somewhat dazed.

"Is he really going to eliminate all the Creators?"

"Where exactly is he..."

Weias tried to find Lin Fan’s figure, but he could never locate him, only sensing disturbances from the zombies being hunted down to determine that Lin Fan had appeared just there.

The Creators became chaotic.

Some roared angrily.

Others waved their tentacles to create a vacuum, unwilling to let anyone near.

As the situation unfolded, mutual damage among Creators occurred; nevertheless, it could not halt Lin Fan’s steps, more Creators fell, even more advanced zombies were being cleared in swathes.

"Show yourself, where are you, come out!"

Weias watched as large numbers of zombies were hunted down, roaring angrily.

But its roaring was useless, not attracting any attention, Lin Fan, amid the slaughter, wouldn’t heed them, he had no other thoughts, only wanted to swiftly clear the Creators.

The Creators were frightened by Lin Fan.

Some rushed recklessly trying to flee.

Others indiscriminately attacked any presence, hoping to drive Lin Fan back.

As Creators, when had they ever faced such situations?

They usually cornered humans, played with prey, killing them in despair.

The Creator, not very large but with three tails, kept moving, its evolutionary degree visible to all, other Creators facing it definitely had no resistance.

Yet now, it too wanted self-preservation, using ghostly movement technique to weave through the corpse tide, trying to find the best opportunity to escape, unwilling to engage with the invisible human.