I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1446 - 347: I Kept You Here Just to Say Thank You (Part 4)
But as it ran, it found that its lower body was somehow out of control.
Looking down.
The lower body had been cut in half, and just as it wanted to do something, its vision spun in the air, seeing its upper body without a head.
At this moment, it knew its head was also separated from its body.
It just wanted to know what was going on.
Even if it died, it at least wanted to die understandingly.
Its situation was just a microcosm of countless Creators, representing the fate that countless Creators actually faced.
Suddenly.
Lin Fan soared into the air, appearing above the city.
Weias looked up and stared, "You, don’t even think..."
Before finishing the sentence, he saw Lin Fan throwing the Sword of Sorrow toward the ground with a clang, the blade embedding into the ground, countless threads extending to cover the surrounding Creators and zombies.
This situation left Weias trembling with fear, standing there dumbfounded, utterly stunned.
"Who are you? How can humans evolve to this extent? Impossible, impossible..."
Nimble threads passed by its side, covering the Creator minions beside it, with no screams heard. In the blink of an eye, the Creators around were drained clean.
"This is... this is."
Weias had never encountered such a situation before; as the Perfect Creator, it felt the fear of death for the first time.
Lin Fan landed, the threads that finished feeding returned to the sword, the sword’s crimson color gradually faded, turning into a silvery white, as he pulled out the Sword of Sorrow, gently waving it as if to shake off the bloodstains.
He looked at the dumbfounded Weias, smiled, and seemed quite affably nodding, then walked toward Weias.
Such a smile made Weias tremble, thinking that this human was more terrifying than Creators.
Soon.
Lin Fan stopped in front of Weias, lightly patting its shoulder, "Thank you for hosting the Creator’s cross-national battle, it really saved me a lot of time."
Weias looked around; there used to be countless Creators, but now it couldn’t see a single one alive. There was no intense battle, only a simple hunt.
Now it finally understood what the other party’s previous words meant.
Why no Creators from the neighboring country came, because they were truly scared away by the other side.
"Can you spare me?"
Weias didn’t want to die like this, as a Creator, it felt the thrill of evolving was indescribably invigorating.
Its evolutionary path was not over yet, it could continue to evolve.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "The coexistence between humans and zombies is truly built on reason and friendliness. I have no issue with zombies, but you give me a dangerous feeling. I don’t know if there are any humans surviving in Henghe Country, but that’s not important. I kept you because I just wanted to say thanks."
Listening to what Lin Fan said.
Weias looked even more bewildered, knowing for sure it couldn’t survive.
If that’s the case, why not be a bit prouder.
"I am the most perfect..."
Slash!
Before finishing the sentence, Lin Fan cut it off, staring wide-eyed, as if wanting to say, even if you’re killing me, can’t you let me finish my dying words?
The Sword of Sorrow pierced through Weias’ abdomen, threads covered Weias, constantly absorbing, the perfectly evolved Creator was killed by Lin Fan merely for attending the opening ceremony of the Creator’s cross-national battle.
[Killed Weias]
[Points +400]
After confirming the points.
Lin Fan smirked, still not as much as the [Demon Eye Sovereign] or [Meat Spirit], but apparently points can’t determine strength, although he hadn’t sparred with Weias, the feeling Weias gave him seemed stronger than [Meat Spirit]. Strength is in the combat capabilities.
There might be some reasons here.
But it’s not important.
He didn’t want to know. He wasn’t focusing on researching zombies. He truly just wanted to clear out zombies and let the world return to its former glory.
Lin Fan looked at the withered corpses all over the ground, too lazy to even freeze them, since this is Henghe Country. He didn’t live in Henghe Country, the cleanup should be done by the survivors of Henghe Country.
It has nothing to do with him at all.
Looking up at the sky.
Under the same sky.
Have to say... the sky is really blue.
...
At the fortress.
"Uncle Lin is really strong."
Wang Qitian was completely shocked by the scene, his fear of Lin Fan intensified greatly, he could hardly believe it. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn’t imagine.
"Qitian, tell us, what did you see?" the patrollers asked.
Wang Qitian raised his hand, indicating they wait a moment, "Too terrifying, do you know how many Creators were there?"
He seemed to grasp the art of describing the scene, not starting with specific situations, but posing questions to involve everyone, slowly revealing, such a tactic was self-taught brilliance.
"A lot, right?" the patrollers asked curiously.
Wang Qitian nodded frantically, "Yes, especially many, overwhelming, looking around it was all Creators, I have never seen so many Creators, it’s really terrifying."
