CHAPTER 1182: CHAPTER 280: IF YOU DON’T TRUST THE LIGHT, YOU CAN’T BLEND INTO OUR CIRCLE

I didn’t expect this guy to betray them, promising with absolute certainty that when the ten great Creators gathered together, they could undoubtedly disorient their opponent in all directions.

But now, it wasn’t the opponent who was disoriented, it was them.

"We have to attack together."

Ogamoto Reiyi sensed the Creators’ anger towards him, shouting anxiously that they must attack together to kill the opponent. That’s right, that’s the way.

The nine Creators exchanged glances.

They felt the sense of crisis.

Their purpose here was to kill Lin Fan and eliminate the human threat in the cradle.

But they underestimated the opponent.

Which led to this situation.

This was absolutely unacceptable.

In the distance.

Cui Xiaofei and Zhong Hong were staring intently.

Especially when the first Creator was hunted down, they were shocked to their core. That was a Creator, yet it was killed without any room for resistance.

They were really completely dumbfounded.

Thinking back on how they had previously surrounded and hunted the weakest Creator with perfect Mutants, losing several in the process, and even those who survived were heavily injured, barely managing to kill it in the end.

Looking at the situation before their eyes and recalling the previous, the chasm between both sides was truly insurmountable.

"What? Another one was killed."

Zhong Hong’s eyes widened, almost popping out, as the nine Creators attacked together, with countless zombies assisting. Logically, it should have caused chaos for the opponent.

Who could have thought that the opponent seemed completely unaffected, with any approaching Creator being directly killed, its massive body shattered, flesh and blood splattering everywhere, only revealing a perfectly intact core.

Before she finished marveling, yet another Creator died.

In just four or five seconds, two Creators among the nine were dead. Such speed, such an outcome, utterly left her in shock.

Even seeing it with her own eyes, she found it hard to believe.

Gradually.

Zhong Hong and Cui Xiaofei became entirely numb.

Before the opponent, the Creators were no different from ordinary zombies, getting killed with a single encounter.

Plop!

Zhong Hong couldn’t help but fall to her knees, mouth agape and eyes wide, staring at the scene ahead.

...

"Damn it, really damn it, Ogamoto Reiyi, how dare you deceive us."

The remaining Creators were utterly panicked.

The human before them was not something they could handle.

There was simply no comparison.

The four remaining Creators’ hatred for Ogamoto Reiyi had reached its peak. Damn scoundrel, if not for Ogamoto Reiyi’s deception, how could they have ended up in such a situation?

"Escape, we must escape, otherwise we’ll die here."

The remaining four Creators were keenly aware that Lin Fan was unbeatable.

This human was overwhelmingly terrifying, deeply impacting their psyche.

"Trying to run away?"

"Running is futile."

Lin Fan wielded Frostmourne, pushing his speed to the limit, not intentionally targeting the fleeing Creators, but cutting down accompanying zombies instead.

In that moment, it was as if time had frozen.

Countless zombies shattered instantly, collapsing in patches. If believers in ghosts and spirits saw this scene, they’d surely exclaim, there’s something vile within the zombie horde.

Splurt!

Splurt!

One rotund Creator, consistently maintaining an escape stance, wasn’t slowed by time, but from others’ perspectives, the Creator’s body split apart like a spider web at the moment of turning, then shattered explosively.

"How could there be such a terrifying human?"

A scaled Creator roared in disbelief at what it saw, its body similarly sliced apart, upper and lower halves separated.

As it tilted toward the ground, it looked around, seeing the once-immense zombie horde now greatly diminished.

That monstrous human was hunting with abandon.

He treated zombies like mere ants, an unstoppable human indeed.

As the strategist, Ogamoto Reiyi stood amidst the bodies, trembling. Who said zombies feel no fear? Now Ogamoto Reiyi’s legs were shivering.

He too wanted to run.

But his legs seemed disobedient, refusing to move.

Very soon.

Not a single one of the ten Creators remained alive, they had become points, leaving behind crystals.

Even the summoned zombie horde vanished without a trace.

In the bloody scene, only Ogamoto Reiyi stood there dumbfounded.

Lin Fan appeared in the distance, with his back to Ogamoto Reiyi, Frostmourne’s tip touching the ground, sticky blood trickling down the blade.

He swung lightly, a buzzing sound.

Flinging the blood off the blade.

"All done, very nice."

Lin Fan had no desire for points; to him, they were just a string of numbers, not even bothering to measure them by how many cows they could slay.

Turning around, he stared at Ogamoto Reiyi not far away, walking towards him, the ground sticky with no clean spot to step.

"Thank you."

Lin Fan stood before Ogamoto Reiyi.

Hearing ’thank you’ again, Ogamoto Reiyi suddenly realized the meaning behind it.

Was it thanks for bringing the zombies?

Ogamoto Reiyi looked at Lin Fan, more terrified of a human than ever before. Even after becoming a zombie, immensely strengthened, he still felt fear.