Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102

If anyone heard a zombie speaking, they would definitely be terrified out of their wits, because a talking zombie is certainly a terrifying existence.

But for Lin Fan, he thought that the one who could speak was definitely not an ordinary zombie, with the Creator being the most likely possibility.

Look at the situation onsite.

Being able to command so many zombies.

Who else but the Creator could it be.

"My name is Lin Fan, from Sunshine Shelter in Yellow City."

Lin Fan introduced himself, eagerly anticipating meeting the other party.

The scene became very quiet.

The Creator in the zombie horde looked somewhat odd, appearing bewildered as it thought about what the other party just said.

"Sunshine Shelter in Yellow City?"

These were not unfamiliar names among the Creators in the south.

A formidable human, one who poses a significant threat to the Creators, with many having perished at his hands.

Thinking of this, this Creator felt a bit afraid.

"Can I still leave now?" the Creator pondered, already contemplating escape, with no desire to meet the other party.

If I had such a thought, it would definitely lead to my own doom.

The Creator let out a low roar, sending zombies rushing towards Lin Fan from all directions, just to buy itself time to escape.

The Creators once discussed Lin Fan’s situation together.

The conclusion was... a human was absolutely not someone it could handle. If encountered, the only option was to find a way to flee, not to confront him head-on.

The previously quiet zombies suddenly became agitated.

Lin Fan held up Frostmourne, "You all stay here, don’t move, leave the rest to me."

Yang Mei and Lu Jing felt the sensation of being surrounded. If they were facing this situation alone, they would have no thought of resisting, and would certainly commit suicide on the spot to avoid being brutally devoured by zombies.

"Hearing my name, and the talking Creator didn’t show up, does it mean it’s aware of who I am?"

Based on his experience, the intelligence of the Creators was not low, and could even be considered very smart. They would never act like other zombies, rushing madly no matter who they were facing, or how great the disparity in strength was.

The Creator would absolutely not do such a thing.

Moreover, the surrounding zombies suddenly attacking is evidently an attempt to suppress him with a zombie horde and buy time to flee?

He leaped up, looking around for the figure moving against the flow of the zombie horde.

Soon, he spotted that figure from afar, noticing its burly build as it appeared to be fleeing in panic, continuously glancing back with anxious eyes.

As if checking if Lin Fan had noticed it.

"As expected, just as I thought, a smart one like you would definitely think this way. Unfortunately, your thoughts align with mine." Chapters fırst released on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽

Lin Fan smiled smugly, knowing that he couldn’t let the Creator get away.

And he certainly wouldn’t let these zombies harm Yang Mei and the others.

"As zombies, your nature has become extremely vicious. How can I spare you? If you were like Officer Huang, no matter what the future holds, I would find a truly safe place for you."

"But as for now... sorry, I’ll send you off."

With Frostmourne in hand, he was filled with power, intending to use this positive-energy-filled Divine Artifact to clear away the zombies.

With a swift swing, Sword Radiance flickered as the compressed air exploded continuously, the zombies charging toward him were bisected at the waist, a large swarm capable of destroying any kind of shelter.

But in front of Lin Fan, they were truly insignificant.

In the blink of an eye, three sides of the zombie horde were eliminated.

"My goodness, is this a sight we can witness with our own eyes?" Yang Mei was dumbfounded, utterly stunned, the earlier situations had already rendered her speechless, and now the events unfolding were shocking her beyond words.

Pinching her arm, feeling a bit of pain, realizing this was definitely not a dream; it was all truly happening.

"How is this accomplished? Is this really something a human can do?" Lu Jing’s eyes widened, nearly kneeling down to see.

No matter what expressions they wore, Lin Fan didn’t care.

He only needed to capture the Creator now.

The fleeing Creator, seeing its zombie army being so easily cleared away, panicked. Ordinary zombies didn’t know the value of life, but at the Creator’s level, it deeply understood that living was the best.

Lin Fan landed, with only the side where the Creator was escaping left, he didn’t swing his sword, to avoid the Sword Radiance mistakenly injuring or killing the Creator.

He turned into a streak of light, shuttling through the zombie horde.

His speed had reached the extreme, as if time had come to a standstill.

He instantly appeared in front of the Creator, gently tapping the ground with the sword tip of Frostmourne in his hand.

The group of standing zombies toppled over with a crash, sticky blood staining the ground red.

"Hello, no need to run anymore, it’s just you left." Lin Fan smiled, looking at the Creator before him.

The burly figure, unlike other Creators who exhibited any form of deformity, appeared rather ordinary, but despite this seemingly ordinary appearance, it couldn’t be underestimated.

Each who evolved into a Creator had unique abilities.

The Creator didn’t converse with Lin Fan, instead looking towards the distant horizon behind him, where a vast zombie horde once stood, now leaving it standing alone, everything happened too quickly for it to even react.

"Sunshine Shelter in Yellow City, Lin Fan."

"Hmm, yes, nice to meet you, Creator among the zombies. I’ve been searching for you all, could you lead me to meet with the other Creators in the south, I have much to talk to them about."

Lin Fan preferred to move others with sincere words, trying to persuade the Creator to lead him to meet the others.

The Creator standing before Lin Fan did not answer.

Instead, it let out a low growl, with its body gradually undergoing changes, its surface muscles bulging and swelling, forming something akin to armor on its chest and back.

The cervical vertebra bones on its back protruded out, it raised a hand to grasp them, pulling them out, the slender cervical vertebrae connecting together, resembling a Bone Spear.

This change was something Lin Fan had never seen before.

No Creator had ever shown such a situation.

The Creator held the Bone Spear in one hand, its eyes fiercely glaring at Lin Fan, ready for battle.