Chapter 228 - 098 Has Frostmourne Really Evolved? (Thanks to the Silver for the Resurrection Coin That Couldn’t Save It)_3

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Chapter 228: Chapter 098 Has Frostmourne Really Evolved? (Thanks to the Silver for the Resurrection Coin That Couldn’t Save It)_3 He knew that killing zombies would increase his points, which would make him stronger. But he didn’t kill zombies just for the points. This was something everyone should understand. He truly wanted to bring a glimmer of hope to the survivors around him. "Heh heh" Standing atop a pile of corpses, Lin Fan heard a low growl beneath his feet. A zombie with a severed leg was desperately climbing the pile, heeding the call of the flesh mass, ready to charge at the fresh meat before it despite its impairment. Lin Fan watched, moved by its unyielding spirit. He didn’t stomp on its head. Raising Frostmourne, he pierced the zombie’s head with a single thrust. That was the last bit of dignity he could offer it. ... "Flesh mass, I’ve come for you." The screams of the flesh mass were still ringing in his ears. It was a sound that attracted nearby zombies. The underground parking garage was very dim. And very empty. Gone was the crowded scene from before. The thudding of the flesh mass and the sound of some kind of tentacle scraping against the floor could be heard. Lin Fan approached the flesh mass. "Stop screaming, the zombies you called are gone." He didn’t know if the flesh mass could understand him, but it didn’t matter. He just wanted to say what he had to say. Standing there, silent and staring at the flesh mass, felt somewhat improper. Whoosh! The sound of something slicing through the air. The flesh mass swung its bloody tentacles, but Lin Fan grabbed them, trying to pull the mass out. As he exerted force, he noticed that the flesh mass was tightly bonded to the wall, and cracks began to appear. Had they grown together? The flesh mass made a hissing roar. A strange sound, like one of pain. In his understanding, zombies did not feel pain, yet the current situation seemed to differ from his expectations. "Damaging buildings is not good behavior. If I ruin this underground parking lot with my current salary, I’d never be able to afford the repairs in my entire life." Lin Fan gave up on the idea of dragging the flesh mass outside. He lifted his sword and swung it at the flesh mass. Splat! Splat! The flash of the blade was visible to the naked eye as the flesh mass kept shrinking. [Killed a Juvenile Spiritual Zombie] [Points +10] "Spiritual Zombie?" The hint of the zombie type obtained after killing the flesh mass seemed ordinary at a glance, but the nature of this juvenile form warranted deeper consideration. Until now, he had always felt that the flesh mass was similar to the Screaming Zombie, a special evolved zombie capable of summoning others. But it clearly wasn’t the same thing. The Juvenile Spiritual Zombie was more fascinating than the Screaming Zombie. He thought carefully. It was as if he understood something. The Screaming Zombie’s screams could damage human eardrums and even cause serious harm. Although it could attract other zombies, these zombies were not under its control and only roamed within a certain area, turning violent only upon hearing other noises. Unlike the Juvenile Spiritual Zombie, which seemed to control other zombies—a truly terrifying notion. Even more frightening was the wide range of influence the Spiritual Zombie seemed to have. This was just a juvenile. If it grew up, how terrifying would it be? Could it possibly attract half the city’s zombies? Thinking this. He felt somewhat conflicted. At that moment, from within the shattered flesh, a crystal stained with blood strands fell out. The blood strands snapped, and the crystal rolled down until it stopped right in front of Lin Fan. Looking at the fist-sized crystal. He fell into thought. "Zombies have something like this in them?" Lin Fan was surprised, recalling various fantastical stories he had heard. Some involved evolution through crystals, while others mentioned drawing energy from within them. There were all sorts of miraculous claims. "It must be fake. If a crystal could make humans stronger, it would never have driven us to such despair." Lin Fan raised Frostmourne, and with one strike, pierced the crystal. The moment it shattered, he was astonished to find that the substance within seemed to defy gravity. Like a liquid, it clung to the blade and vanished in the blink of an eye, as if absorbed by Frostmourne. "Divine Artifacts truly are divine. Sister Li giving me such an important artifact, I’ve indeed hit the jackpot." Lin Fan was thrilled. He noticed that Frostmourne was now glinting more brightly with silver light than before, and the inscriptions on the blade flickered momentarily with a soft glow before returning to normal. According to the official explanation, the inscription in English meant: [Here was power] [Here was despair] The official Chinese translation was... Power thus. Despair thus. But he preferred another interpretation. "He who wields this sword shall possess eternal might, its sharp edge thirsting for blood, capable of soul-severing and spirit-wounding." With the sword on his back, he turned and left the gloomy underground parking lot. The war was over. He, an unremarkable citizen of Huang City, had prevailed in a fight against a Spiritual Zombie with the strength of one man. Outside. The accumulated mountain of corpses was as shocking as ever. He looked towards the desolate and quiet buildings, attempting to superimpose them with the once-vibrant Huang City in his mind, but they never quite matched up. It was all the fault of this damn apocalypse. "This is all I can do. Stay strong and live well," he muttered to the tranquil streets in the distance, then turned to leave. A long while after Lin Fan left. Survivors began to emerge one after another. They came from every corner of the area. Men and women alike. They arrived at the place Lin Fan had just battled. The scene before them left their mouths agape, a sense of disbelief and suffocation seizing them, their minds going blank.

Chapter 228 - 098 Has Frostmourne Really Evolved? (Thanks to the Silver for the Resurrection Coin That Couldn’t Save It)_3

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