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Half a minute after the explosion, the sound of destruction faintly echoed through the air.
A torrent of energy surged forth like a flood unleashed from a dam, rampaging across the wilderness.
It tore through the air, shattered buildings, and scorched the earth, creating a scene reminiscent of the apocalypse.
Yet in their ears, each Zombie seemed to hear its own breath and the beating of its Heart. In this eerily silent chaos, the turbulent energy began to stabilize, and the Light Barrier before them gradually thinned, eventually transforming into tiny specks of light that drifted down…
Before the many Mutated Zombies stood a massive pit, as vast as a lake that had dried up, seemingly boundless. The heat from the explosion baked the surrounding soil, leaving countless vitrified fragments in its wake.
The already enormous Meteorite Crater was now nearly unrecognizable.
In its place was a gigantic pit at least ten times larger, its area terrifyingly expansive.
The massive stone platform that once occupied the center of the Meteorite Crater, along with the three individuals on it, had vanished from all Zombie sight with the disappearance of the Meteorite Crater, seemingly erased without a trace.
Confusion flickered in the eyes of the Zombies.
“Did we… kill the target?”
“It should be dead…”
“But what about Hastur? Why don’t we hear its voice? Could it have been killed by the nuclear bomb too?”
Amidst their discussions, a sense of doubt lingered in the hearts of several Fifth-Stage Zombies.
The Evil God known as Hastur had previously informed them that even with its power, it might not be able to completely suppress the target's resistance. Thus, although they had retreated far away, they remained on guard against Chu Donglin’s most desperate counterattack. They absolutely could not allow him to escape this meticulously crafted trap.
However, the anticipated resistance did not occur. When that immense flame descended and consumed everything in a blinding white light, Hastur’s power never reappeared; it was eerily calm as if it had perished.
Regardless, the bombing of the nuclear weapon was an undeniable reality.
Even those who had witnessed Chu Donglin's ferocity did not believe he could survive a direct hit from such a powerful Nuclear Weapon. Even the once-mighty Evil God, when suppressed in power, could not withstand such a terrifying blow.
With such thoughts in mind, they emerged from their hiding place. They moved toward the massive Explosion Crater, beginning the final confirmation of the target's annihilation.
Then, they saw a white light.
A gigantic White Pillar of Light suddenly appeared at the center of the explosion, shooting upward and piercing through the dark clouds above, seemingly forming a bridge connecting the earth to the sky.
However, that light, which should have been Holy and warm, failed to evoke any positive emotions.
Chilliness, Fury, Agitation, evil, darkness, Madness, Bloodthirsty, Cold-hearted… all the negative emotions that living beings could possess swirled around that pale white pillar of light, creating a powerful Eldritch Field that affected the senses of all creatures nearby.
The Zombies displayed shock in their eyes.
No one knew how that man had emerged unscathed from the center of a nuclear explosion. But when he re-entered everyone's line of sight, this man stood proudly beneath the night sky without a single mark of injury on him.
Even the two women behind him showed no signs of harm.
Their pristine appearance made it seem as if they had not been struck directly by a nuclear bomb moments ago.
As the distance between both sides rapidly closed, the Zombies finally discerned the source of that pale white light pillar.
A twisted sword.
A strangely shaped sword.
The pale white light emanated from around this sword's blade and reached up to the heavens, spreading the power of an Evil God.
No one knew how this sword had appeared or where it had come from, but it was undeniably there, in Chu Donglin's hand.
Fear was evident on Chen Xiaofeng and the other Zombies' faces.
"Run!"
They shouted in panic and anger, turning without hesitation to flee wildly in all directions.
The speed of the High-Level Zombie was unleashed without reservation as it rushed away, desperate to escape the man's gaze.
They had no idea what that sword was or where it came from, but a chilling sense of lethal threat enveloped them, driving them to run for their lives.
They didn't look back, not even the subordinates of the Zombie, who were too focused on fleeing outside, unwilling to get involved in this matter any longer.
However, the man under the night sky chuckled coldly and charged forward with his sword.
In a single step, he covered a thousand miles!
As his foot struck the ground, he had already crossed thousands of meters and appeared right beside the fleeing Chen Xiaofeng.
Sensing the imminent presence next to him, the Fifth-Stage Zombie roared madly, launching a desperate suicide attack towards Chu Donglin.
"Roar! Wind Wolf King!"
The fury of the wind surged from all directions, an unimaginable power capable of tearing the earth apart.
Yet, Chu Donglin merely waved his hand lightly. The sword in his grasp sliced through the air, emitting a Cold Light. The running Fifth-Stage Zombie was instantly decapitated, blood gushing out from its severed neck.
The headless body continued to run for hundreds of meters due to inertia before twitching and collapsing to the ground.
At that moment, Chu Donglin had already crossed thousands of meters again and reappeared next to another Fifth-Stage Zombie Lich.
The fierce wind generated by the high-speed running of the Fifth-Stage Zombie tousled Chu Donglin's hair. Amidst the fluttering of his clothes, he smiled lightly and swung his sword down.
Blood erupted!
The running Fifth-Stage Zombie was instantly shattered into countless pieces. It continued to run for hundreds of meters due to inertia before its body finally splintered apart along the intersecting wounds.
In Egio's eyes, a look of terrified anger flashed.
"Breaking Path Ninety: Black Coffin!"
He screamed in terror, his ability to manifest illusions not directed at the enemy thousands of meters away, but rather at himself.
A massive rectangular black coffin appeared around him, the power of blades twisting within the Black Coffin, ready to shred the boy inside into pieces.
At that moment, a man named Chu Donglin suddenly materialized within the confines of the Black Coffin, threatened by its murderous force alongside Egio.
"Let's die together, you bastard!"
The Blonde Boy roared in anger and despair, his hands gripping Chu Donglin tightly, intending to drag him down with him into the chaos of the Black Coffin.
However, in the next second, a flash of cold light shone in the night sky. The intangible and formless Black Coffin was unexpectedly cleaved open, and the grasped Chu Donglin calmly stepped out.
Behind him, Egio's lifeless body lay on the ground, stiff and devoid of any breath.
The surrounding Mutated Zombies roared as they charged at Chu Donglin. Thousands of mutated High-Level Zombies surrounded him, forcing even Chen Xiaofeng and other Fifth-Stage Zombies to retreat.
Yet, within the encirclement, Chu Donglin merely smiled lightly. He waved his sword gently, releasing a crescent-shaped beam of white light.
The pale light was sharp and penetrating, carrying an aura of horror and darkness. In an instant, it slashed outwards in all directions.
At that moment, centered on where Chu Donglin stood, the pale cold light suddenly erupted under the night sky, spreading outward like ripples on water.
Thud thud thud thud thud—
With a series of piercing sounds, the thousands of Mutated Zombies had no time to react before being struck by the sharp white light, their bodies splitting in two as blood mist erupted forth.
The sharpness of this white light could even cut through reinforced concrete. Buildings made of Reinforced Concrete within its range were sliced through effortlessly as if they were tofu, their edges smooth as mirrors.
The remaining three Fifth-Stage Zombies could not escape the expanding range of this white light either. In an instant, they were torn apart on the spot.
In less than ten seconds, the most powerful Zombie forces in Jianghai City—comprising Six-Headed Five-Tier Zombies and nearly ten thousand Mutated Zombies above two tiers—met their gruesome end, turning into a ground littered with flesh and filling the air with a bloody stench.
Thus, the wilderness that had been noisy due to the overwhelming number of Zombies fell once again into an eerie Silence.
Standing amidst the severed limbs, Chu Donglin lightly gripped the sword in his hand and shook his head. "Is this your final gift? Acha..."
Before him, a massive creature emerged into Chu Donglin's sight.
Its towering body resembled a moving skyscraper, its white and black form exuding an aura of malevolence that was hard to like. The twisted exterior and sinister posture were enough to instill fear in anyone who beheld it.
Surrounding it were the negative emotions that all living beings should possess, swirling ominously.
A wailing cry, reminiscent of vengeful spirits, seemed to manifest with its arrival in this world.
This was Jiang Hai's most powerful and terrifying monster, known as the Landwalker, an incarnation of the Evil God.
At this moment, it approached Chu Donglin with its enormous and distorted strides, step by step.
In the air, a faint roar of the Evil God echoed, piercing and filled with deep-seated hatred.
Chu Donglin tightened his grip on the sword, aiming it at the slowly advancing giant Evil God.
"Let me use this monster's body to test the true power of this sword!" (To be continued...)
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