I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1485 - 355: Our Apocalypse Is Over, We Won (3)
One sword swing after another, each slash cuts through flesh.
Reaching the city entrance, he paused and locked eyes with a zombie that seemed like an ordinary one.
"Monitoring Zombie." π³πΏππππ²ππ»ππππ₯.ππ π
In the early days, these zombies caused significant trouble for survivors; they were skilled at finding survivor shelters and then gathering hordes to attack them.
Many survivor shelters in the early stages were destroyed under the surveillance of these monitoring zombies.
"Go quickly, call for reinforcements."
Lin Fan, staring back at the Monitoring Zombie, spoke to it. Regardless of the diverse roles zombies played, with ordinary zombies being cannon fodder meant for hacking, monitoring zombies werenβt adept at biting. Since this was the last city, he was willing to give it a chance.
The Monitoring Zombie turned and disappeared into the city alley.
"Hehe."
Lin Fan chuckled softly as he walked into the city, strolling leisurely down the streets. His sword, the Frostmourne, shimmered with brilliance, and every casual swing of his sword tore apart groups of zombies.
From one end of the street to the other, only blood and broken limbs were left in his path.
If any intelligent higher-tier zombie were to see this, they would definitely suggest, "Why humiliate us like this? Wouldnβt it be better to just consume us completely so at least our bodies remain intact?"
To speak of true cruelty, that would be you, Lin Fan.
Rumble! Rumble!
The ground shook, as if the whole city was vibrating.
"So quick."
The Monitoring Zombieβs action was beyond his expectations; not long had passed, yet it managed to summon a zombie horde that now rushed towards him. Judging by the sound of the tremors, there was a considerable number.
A shocking scene unfolded as a dark, dense wave of zombies appeared in front. Indeed, there were many, layering over each other like a tsunami crashing in.
In contrast, Lin Fan appeared tiny, as if he were an ant trying to stop a chariot, a sight seemingly futile and overconfident.
"Itβs been a long time since Iβve faced such a spectacle. Let me have one last good hunt on our nationβs soil."
Gripping the Frostmourne, Lin Fan stood firm like a pine tree, unwavering as the horde drew near. When they reached a certain distance, he stomped his foot, smoke rising in place, and charged towards the horde.
Meanwhile, the Monitoring Zombie waited silently at the back of the horde.
It knew the final outcome would certainly be the horde overwhelming and annihilating its opponent, leaving nothing behind.
Pfft! Pfft!
Wielding his sword, he harvested them, instantly covering the cityβs streets in blood as the nauseating stench of decay spread all around, unstoppable and unimpeded.
The ferocious and hideous zombies fell continuously under Lin Fanβs onslaught, piling up into a small mountain. The immense commotion also drew the attention of zombies from elsewhere in the city.
The zombies, hearing the noise, lifted their heads to look in that direction, growling and surging madly. In great numbers, they came endlessly, the zombies of the last city defending the dignity of their kind with their lives.
No matter how many of their kind were ruthlessly hunted, they remained unfazed.
Much later.
In the street laden with zombie corpses, Lin Fan stood atop a heap of bodies, his sword in hand, surrounded by a world dyed in blood, while he appeared entirely out of place, clean and spotless.
It was over.
The apocalypse in the country really was over. Perhaps ordinary zombies still lingered somewhere in the wilderness, but they were limited in number.
He took out a satellite phone and dialed a number.
"Brother Hang, itβs done. The apocalypse in our country has ended."
A simple sentence.
Yet it rendered Gu Hang on the other end of the call speechless, taking a moment to react.
"End... ended?"
"Yes, I think we should make arrangements."
"Alright, alright, I understand."
Even without facing Gu Hang, one could feel how elated and excited he was.
Ending the call.
Lin Fan gazed towards the sky, the warm sunlight bathing his youthful face. Feeling the embrace of the sunlight, his heart was at peace, a kind of tranquility he had never experienced before.
The process of clearing was tedious, with few able to endure such solitude.
But Lin Fan endured because he had goals, thoughts, and the hopes of many survivors pinned on him.
He must carry these hopes forward, never letting them down.
"Hehe, itβs finally over."
Lin Fan smiled, his grin radiant. Although the apocalypse wasnβt over for the world, his biggest goal was to cleanse the land he loved.
Planting the Frostmourne atop the zombie corpses at his feet, he spread his arms, embracing the sky and feeling the gentle breeze brush against him.
The heavy heart was released.
Past worries vanished.
He saw the results of his efforts and felt not a bit tired, but rather extraordinarily relaxed.
...
Huang City, Sunshine Shelter.
Gu Hang clutched the satellite phone tightly, standing in a daze; ever since the call with Lin Fan, he remained like that.
"Itβs over, it really is over."
Coming back to his senses, Gu Hang exuberantly waved his fists, his face flushed, he was utterly elated.
He had waited for this day for a long time.
Alone, Gu Hang shouted fervently, feeling as if he had won a multimillion lottery.
A moment later, having vented, Gu Hang composed himself, staying rational and calm, and took out his phone to send a message to Wang Kai.
"Get in touch with Guan Hao, thereβs good news at the shelter, get some people to arrange some balloons and decorate the streets a bit."
