Swish!
Swish!
A figure shuttled through a horde of zombies. The surrounding zombies ignored its actions. It was a kind of "you do your thing, and we zombies will do ours, we won't interfere with each other, we can just live well together in this apocalypse."
But this figure's speed was a bit fast, and it was running recklessly, knocking over the normal zombies in its path.
Ninh City.
This was the hiding place of a Creator.
It wasn't hiding in a seemingly luxurious building.
Instead, it was staying in an unremarkable abandoned factory.
Everyone knew that the more luxurious the building, the higher the possibility of a Creator hiding inside. Even the Creators understood this situation.
A clear choice could often determine how safe one was.
At this moment.
The Creator, waiting in Ninh City, saw the zombie that appeared in front of it and was a little dazed. Why would a zombie come to this place for no reason? Who had exposed its location?
Damn it... could there be a traitor?
Just as this Creator was about to strike, the zombie that had appeared in front of it opened its mouth.
It told it about the previous situation. A Creator, powerful to the extreme, after easily hunting and killing another Creator, had already headed towards Hoang City.
It declared that it would kill Lam Pham. This was the Creators' chance. Under the leadership of such a powerful Creator, if they still didn't seize this opportunity, they would have really missed it.
Creators were definitely intelligent.
Normally speaking.
Lam Pham's ferocity was plain to see.
For any Creator.
Lam Pham was a great mountain in their eyes. They would avoid him at all costs. How could they think of fighting him?
But all Creators were very bloodthirsty.
If they felt there was a chance, they would definitely strike without hesitation, nipping any potential threat in the bud.
So the current Creator had been successfully persuaded.
It decided to go to Hoang City to provide support and wipe out Lam Pham together.
. . .
The outskirts of Hoang City were extremely quiet.
Many, many zombies had died tragically here. This place had long since become a forbidden land.
Any zombie that dared to come here would be met with annihilation.
The patrol personnel waited in the fortress, sitting around a hot pot. To be able to enjoy hot pot in the apocalypse was truly an indescribable happiness.
"Come on, let's eat meat."
"It's so fragrant. The luckiest thing in my life was being saved by Brother Lam. I can even eat delicious hot pot in the apocalypse."
"Haha, same. We're all the same."
"Our Sunshine Shelter is the truly best shelter in the apocalypse. There's no bullying here. Everyone is treated equally. Since the appearance of Awakened ones, I've been thinking about whether there would be classes in the future, but now it seems I was overthinking it."
"Nonsense, of course you were overthinking it. Even if some Awakened had ideas, they would have to ask if Brother Lam agreed."
They deeply admired Lam Pham.
In the depths of their hearts, the most trustworthy person was Lam Pham.
Others were far from reaching such heights.
During this period, Lam Pham's actions had earned their trust.
Just then.
"There's a zombie approaching from this side. The speed is very fast. No... it's already in front of us."
The observer in the fortress exclaimed in shock.
He had just seen a zombie appear in the distance. Before he could open his mouth, the zombie suddenly accelerated, disappearing from its spot in an instant. And when he saw it clearly again, it was already in front of the fortress.
The Creator, Kindo Zetsugo, let out a low roar, "Natural Heart Flow..."
A fierce slash descended.
Kindo Zetsugo didn't even care about the people hiding inside. The result would be that the humans inside and the fortress would be cut in two by his slash, completely annihilated.
Thump!
A violent booming sound echoed.
The expressions of the patrolmen hiding in the fortress changed. They temporarily put down their delicious hot pot and directly notified Captain Loi and the others in the shelter.
They looked at the situation outside through a gap.
A zombie was a zombie, but it was different from a normal zombie.
During their time in the Sunshine Shelter, although they hadn't been outside, they were very familiar with the types of zombies. The zombie in front of them was not any type they had ever seen.
If they encountered something they had never seen, they would just lump it in with the Creators.
There were benefits, no downsides.
"What?"
Kindo Zetsugo was very shocked.
His decisive and domineering slash had only left a white mark on the surface. It simply surpassed his perception. In his view, this was clearly impossible.
"Damn it."
The Creator, Kindo Zetsugo, was suddenly enraged and continued to slash.
His strength was very strong. The force of his slash was definitely not as simple as imagined.
But after several consecutive slashes, it only left a few white marks on the outer wall of the fortress.
This fortress had been reinforced by Lam Pham with crystals, just for absolute safety. The crystals used were not only normal crystals, but also very high-level ones. The defensive power naturally didn't need much thought.
On the side, Cuong Ban Linh Nhat was also shaken by the current situation, his scalp numb.
He knew Kindo Zetsugo's strength.
Who would have thought that such a ferocious slash would only leave a white mark?
Beyond imagination.
"There's no need to waste time here. Those humans are in the city."
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat knew this was a turtle shell. With the current situation, they definitely couldn't break it.
If so, why waste time on it?
Kindo Zetsugo felt that he had a point.
The patrolmen waiting in the fortress definitely couldn't let them pass now.
No matter what, they had to buy some time for them.
To keep them.
The patrolmen in the fortress began to taunt them unscrupulously.
"You piece of sh*t, are you any good?"
"You little zombie, you're really hilarious. You want to split our fortress? You're simply overestimating yourself."
"Come on, we're right here. If you have the guts, come and chop us."
"Look at your weak and powerless appearance. You're simply like trash."
They kept provoking the other party.
But they didn't know that the Creator before them was a Phuc Dao Creator and couldn't understand what they were saying at all.
It felt like casting pearls before swine.
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat looked at Kindo Zetsugo. He could understand what the other party was saying, but he didn't know if Kindo Zetsugo could. If he could, would he waste time on them?
Clearly.
Based on his observation.
He didn't understand.
"What are they saying?" Kindo Zetsugo asked Cuong Ban Linh Nhat, wanting to know what these humans were saying.
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat said: "They said they are scared, that they know they were wrong, and they hope you can spare them. Their companions are all in the city."
In any case, he wouldn't tell the truth.
There was absolutely no need to waste time.
Even after becoming a Creator, Kindo Zetsugo still showed a look of contempt. "As expected of a despicable race. A country that is most prone to traitors."
He did not doubt Cuong Ban Linh Nhat's translation.
A past event had already made everything clear. Over three million traitors, several times more than the number of invaders. What a terrifying statistic. Even now, it was still the same, with not much change.
The patrolmen saw that they had scolded so fiercely, yet the other party could still ignore it.
"Damn it."
"Let me give you a little something."
One of the patrol members, without a second thought, picked up a submachine gun, and through a gap, he let loose a burst of fire at the zombie, Kindo Zetsugo. Normal bullets were useless against a Creator.
They didn't even have any destructive power.
It was like scratching an itch.
Kindo Zetsugo, who had already turned to leave, his eyes became very sharp. He looked at Cuong Ban Linh Nhat on the side. In this situation, Cuong Ban Linh Nhat was also a little speechless. He hadn't expected the humans here to be so detestable.
Faced with such a gaze, he could only helplessly spread his hands.
Indicating that he also didn't know why they went back on their word.
Kindo Zetsugo was enraged. He fiercely swung his samurai sword, continuously slashing at the fortress in front of him. Even if it only left white marks, it still couldn't stop the anger in his heart.
The patrolmen inside the fortress looked at each other.
They all smiled.
"Let's not waste the hot pot. We'll eat ours, and let it continue."
"Ha, that's what I think too."
They were safest here.
They didn't have the ability to eliminate the other party, so staying here was definitely a good thing.
Some patrol members picked up a piece of meat, showed it through a gap, and shouted, "Want some hot pot? It's really fragrant."
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat understood what the other party was saying.
Kindo Zetsugo couldn't understand, but his sense of smell was extremely sensitive. Smelling the smell, he could also understand it was hot pot.
As a Creator, he felt humiliated.
He was desperately slashing at the fortress, while the humans inside were actually eating hot pot.
This kind of provocation could not be tolerated.
. . .
Sunshine Shelter.
"The call has been made. He's on his way back."
When Co Hang received the call from the fortress, he was naturally very anxious. Hearing what they said, the zombie that came was probably a Creator. After all, it was a zombie they had never seen before.
Regarding this statement.
Co Hang did not doubt it.
Even if it wasn't a Creator, they couldn't be careless. Any kind of carelessness in the apocalypse would lead to an irreversible situation.
So, facing anything.
They had to go all out and treat the other party as the most dangerous.
"Get in the car, get in the car. Head towards the fortress."
Co Hang waved his hand.
Lao Chung and the others decisively drove the steel beast.
Dam Thanh also led a group of Awakened to set out.
According to the description from over there, the zombie that had appeared was definitely not simple. So, to deal with this kind of zombie, they had to be fully prepared and absolutely not be careless.
The vehicles set off, heading towards the fortress in a mighty procession.
Such a large-scale gathering naturally attracted the attention of many people.
Although the survivors living here were already used to this, encountering this situation, they still cared. Based on past experience, it was definitely that a zombie had approached.
They knew that the reason they could live in such a safe environment now.
All of this was inseparable from Lam Pham.
And there were also the efforts of other Awakened.
They all firmly remembered all of this in their hearts.
At this moment.
"Van Van, where are you going?" Phi Phi saw Van Van's eager appearance and instantly understood what she wanted to do. But she felt that this was not a good idea. So many people were going this time, it must be a very serious matter.
Van Van said: "Sister Phi Phi, I want to go and see."
Dinh Dinh on the side, although she didn't say anything, the meaning in her eyes was so clear. She also wanted to go and take a look.
Phi Phi said: "Aiya, but we can't cause trouble."
Van Van said: "Sister Phi Phi, we'll just peek. I promise we won't be discovered. Let's just go and take a look."
"Alright then." Phi Phi herself also wanted to go, but as the eldest sister, she had to be responsible for some things. If she should stop them, she had to. If she really couldn't, then she would accompany them and protect them.
No matter what, she had to have a reason.
. . .
The vehicles gradually approached the fortress. They did not continue forward.
Chuc Thanh looked into the distance and said with a solemn expression, "There are two zombies. One of them is just normal, but the other one is definitely a Creator. Its crystal's color is very dazzling."
For them, a Creator was really not something that could be dealt with casually.
That was a very powerful zombie.
Currently, perhaps a team could hunt a Creator, but to kill a Creator easily, probably only Lam Pham could.
From a great distance, they could hear the rumbling sound.
"Is the Creator trying to destroy the fortress?" Lao Chung said.
Chuc Thanh said: "Wanting to destroy the fortress is simply a dream. The fortress was reinforced by Brother Lam with countless crystals. If it could be destroyed so easily, that would be truly seeing a ghost."
Diep Thien and Dong Giai also nodded.
That line of defense was very comprehensive.
"What's wrong?" Dam Thanh's vehicle pulled up beside the steel beast. He opened the window and asked.
Chuc Thanh said: "What came is a Creator."
Hearing that it was a Creator, Dam Thanh's expression became much more serious. "I really want to fight a Creator and see."
Hearing these words, Chuc Thanh's eyes widened.
"Brother Dam, don't joke. The strength of a Creator is terrifying. Although you guys are also very strong, you are definitely no match for a Creator."
Although Dam Thanh and Lao Chung's abilities had been raised to a very high level.
But compared to a Creator, they were still far behind.
There was no comparison between the two.
Dam Thanh smiled and said: "I know. I'm just saying."
"You scared me. I thought you were for real." Chuc Thanh patted his chest. He was really scared, really afraid that Brother Dam would be impulsive and really take up his spear to fight a Creator, and then be kicked around like a little kid by the Creator. That scene would be really embarrassing.
Dam Thanh said: "You have so little confidence in me?"
Chuc Thanh said: "Brother Dam, that's not what I mean. It's better for us to be more stable."
"Hahaha..." Dam Thanh laughed. He knew that Chuc Thanh was telling the truth. He was just chatting on the way to relieve boredom.
Rumble!
A booming sound came from the sky.
They knew it was Lam Pham returning.
Apart from him, who could cause such a commotion? No one else could.
With Lam Pham's return.
They started their vehicles and headed towards the fortress.
They hadn't gone before because they were afraid of being targeted by the Creator.
Now that Lam Pham was back, what was there to be afraid of?
Currently.
Kindo Zetsugo had been chopping for half a day, but he couldn't break through the defense. He was already a little desperate from chopping. The samurai sword that was one with his arm had started to tremble slightly.
The force of action is mutual. Slashing at the fortress, the rebound force is also very strong.
If it broke, it would be easy to say. If it didn't, it would be a case of hurting the enemy a hundred while damaging oneself eight hundred.
He said nothing.
He had already given up.
Immediately after.
A sound came from the distant sky.
Kindo Zetsugo and Cuong Ban Linh Nhat looked up. A figure fell from a high altitude and landed behind the fortress.
Seeing this situation, Kindo Zetsugo frowned.
The situation was a little different from what he had imagined.
In a short while.
The main gate of the fortress opened.
More than a dozen humans walked out.
Kindo Zetsugo had already distanced himself from the fortress.
Seeing so many humans appear in front of him, a murderous glint flashed in Kindo Zetsugo's eyes. It was a situation where he was used to hunting humans.
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat quietly whispered in Kindo Zetsugo's ear.
He was probably saying... that human is the leader of those humans. Kill him, and the other humans are just ants.
"It's you. As expected, you're not dead."
Lam Pham recognized Cuong Ban Linh Nhat at a glance. He had killed him some time ago, but he hadn't received a notification, so he knew he wasn't dead. And now he had appeared in front of him again.
He didn't know what he was thinking.
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat deliberately didn't want to communicate with Lam Pham. He hated Lam Pham a lot. If it weren't for this guy who had killed him, his evolutionary stage wouldn't have been lowered to this level.
So detestable.
Kindo Zetsugo asked Cuong Ban Linh Nhat what the other person was saying.
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat told Kindo Zetsugo that the person in front of him had said, "You've come here to die. Later, he will chop off our heads and take out the crystals in our heads."
As expected.
After hearing these words, Kindo Zetsugo's whole body radiated a kind of murderous aura. Anyone could sense this murderous aura.
And the language they were speaking also made Lam Pham and the others on this side very surprised.
"Phuc Dao language."
"Could this Creator have come from Phuc Dao?"
"I think so. Look at that guy. He was killed by Brother Lam once before. I think he must have been unconvinced and ended up going to Phuc Dao to call a Creator."
"Sigh, what a terrifying apocalypse. There are just too many zombies. Foreign zombies actually dare to come to our side and act so presumptuously?"
They chatted, expressing their extreme dissatisfaction with the appearance of the Phuc Dao Creator.
Simply tyrannical and presumptuous.
What Lam Pham hated most were the guys from Phuc Dao. Even if they became zombies, it was the same.
If it were a zombie from his own country, no matter how disgusting the other party was, he would still smile and greet them, for example, saying "hello"...
But now, he no longer had such thoughts.
With Cuong Ban Linh Nhat's wrong translation.
Kindo Zetsugo's killing intent boiled. He let out a low roar, shouted something Lam Pham couldn't understand, and fiercely launched a slash, aiming at Lam Pham's head.
Both speed and strength were beyond imagination.
Dam Thanh and Lao Chung watched with concentration. They could see the speed of the other's attack clearly, but facing this kind of slash with extremely explosive power, if they were to block it, they really might not be able to.
Sigh, Chuc Thanh was right. Although their abilities had been raised very high, compared to a Creator, the gap was not just a little bit.
Even if they were wearing battle armor, it wouldn't work. The difference in strength between the two sides was really too great.
A crisp sound came through.
Only a flash of silvery white light was seen.
The Creator, Kindo Zetsugo, suddenly retreated. The moment it landed, the samurai sword that was one with its arm exploded piece by piece, turning into fragments that scattered all over the ground.
"What..."
Kindo Zetsugo was horrified. That samurai sword was the strongest weapon of Phuc Dao, passed down for hundreds of years. It had many myths and legends, symbolizing the sword of the gods.
Nothing could block its edge.
But now... it had been destroyed by the other party.
"This guy was definitely a kendo master when he was still human," Dam Thanh said in a deep voice.
"Why?" Lao Chung asked.
Dam Thanh said: "His reaction speed is first-class."
Lao Chung said: "Could it be that Lam Pham was about to kill it with a single sword strike just now, but he avoided it with his reaction ability, so only the weapon was shattered?"
Dam Thanh shook his head and said: "No, it's because his weapon was shattered that he reacted, and then he retreated. This is faster than any Creator."
Lao Chung: . . . ?
He didn't understand.
He really didn't understand. It was a bit strange. What was the difference?
On the roof of a distant building.
Three little girls were peeking.
"Uncle Lam is so amazing," Dinh Dinh said in shock, her little mouth wide open.
They were already immune to zombies. Any ferocious and terrifying zombie would not scare them. After all, they had seen zombies in books and in practice.
Phi Phi pouted and said, "Of course. Uncle Lam is definitely the most amazing. Even these little zombies, in Uncle Lam's hands, are just a matter of a few punches and kicks."
Although she was panicked by Uncle Lam's special treatment of her, Phi Phi truly admired Lam Pham.
Just like a star chaser.
At such a young age, she already had the tendency to be a brain-dead fan. What would she be like when she grew up?
Van Van watched without blinking. She had always wanted to be able to deal with such zombies with her own ability.
The answer was naturally no.
She clenched her small fists. She definitely had to continue to work hard.
At this moment.
Lam Pham held his Frostmourne, his gaze on the Creator.
Frostmourne radiated ripples of cold air. The people around seemed to be able to feel this chilling feeling. The entire space seemed to have turned into an ice cellar.
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat was very nervous in his heart.
Screwed.
This time, he might be screwed again.
It was obvious at a glance who was stronger and who was weaker. He originally thought Kindo Zetsugo could kill Lam Pham, but now it seemed he was overthinking it. The gap between the two was really too big.
"Damn it..."
Kindo Zetsugo roared. His body changed. The weapon on his broken arm actually grew back, a weapon made of flesh and blood.
At the same time, reverse barbs appeared on his back, and a ferocious aura erupted.
"Brother Lam, he's cursing you," Chuc Thanh reminded him.
"Hmm? Cursing me?"
"Yes, he said 'baga yaro', which translates to, 'you're a stupid bastard'..."
Chuc Thanh specially reported this, translating for Lam Pham at any time.
He couldn't understand high-level language, but Chuc Thanh, who had watched many films before, could still understand some words, such as "yamete," "ikku," and so on.
Just as Lam Pham was listening to Chuc Thanh's words.
Kindo Zetsugo, whose physique had changed, charged madly at Lam Pham.
"Natural Heart Flow Ultimate..."
Puff!
The name of the move hadn't even been fully said.
The Frostmourne in Lam Pham's hand had already cut through its body. In a very short time, it had been cut into countless pieces. Only the head was the most complete.
The points were 120.
It was already a very high score.
Just like the [Crimson Wing] he had hunted before.
He cut open the head. A very dark purple crystal appeared before his eyes. This kind of crystal was very precious. For Lam Pham, it was of no value, but for any Awakened, this kind of crystal was enough to make anyone go crazy.
In the end.
Only Cuong Ban Linh Nhat was left at the scene.
As a zombie, he should not have been afraid, but now he was truly afraid.
Lam Pham pointed his sword at him, ready to harvest him.
Thud!
"Great human, the stupid Cuong Ban Linh Nhat is willing to serve you. I beg you to give me a chance to serve you."
Even after becoming a zombie, Cuong Ban Linh Nhat had not changed his personality of kneeling and begging for mercy.
"Can you tell me where the southern Creators are?" Lam Pham asked.
"Of course I can."
How would Cuong Ban Linh Nhat know where so many Creators had run off to? The only one he knew had been taken by him to Kindo Zetsugo and killed. Now he didn't know a single thing.
Of course, he definitely couldn't say he didn't know.
Lam Pham didn't kill him, but wanted to use him to find those Creators.
Just then.
The ground shook.
Everyone looked into the distance and saw a mighty zombie tide coming. It was one after another with Kindo Zetsugo.
Cuong Ban Linh Nhat, who was kneeling on the ground, seized the opportunity, suddenly stood up, and ran to the side, wanting to jump off the bridge to escape. When he reached the side of the bridge, he laughed wildly.
"Stupid human, I will bring more Creators to flatten this place of yours..."
Thump!
Without a second thought, Diep Thien shot and directly blew Cuong Ban Linh Nhat's head off.
She had been watching him all along. If he made any move, she would shoot first. As she expected, this guy actually wanted to run. He was simply courting death.
Lam Pham gave Diep Thien a thumbs up. "Amazing."
Diep Thien smiled and said: "I can't deal with Creators, but dealing with this kind of disgusting zombie is no problem at all."
With the improvement of her ability, Diep Thien was quite confident in her own strength.
With that one shot, she had blown his head off. It was simply an easy matter.
It wasn't even difficult.
"Brother Lam, today is really strange. There are actually Creators in that zombie tide. How did so many Creators come in such a short time?" Chuc Thanh looked at the situation in the distance. That crystal was sparkling and shining.
Lam Pham smiled and said: "It's a good thing. I was thinking of a way to find them, but I didn't expect them to come to my door themselves. Don't you think this is a good thing?"
"Yes, that's true," Chuc Thanh expressed his strong agreement.
He knew that Brother Lam had been looking for Creators.
But those Creators were more despicable than anyone else.
It was very difficult to find them.
Unless they came to his door themselves.
In the distance.
The Creator in the zombie tide let out a low-frequency sound from its throat, constantly transmitting messages to the surrounding zombies.
"Charge..."
"The time to wipe out humanity has come. This is the beginning of our zombie era."
"Attack, attack for me. Completely annihilate the human camp on that side. Victory will surely belong to us."
The irrational zombies.
Having received the Creator's order, each of them went crazy.
Very excited.