CHAPTER 920: CHAPTER 217: HOW COULD I POSSIBLY LET YOU DOWN?_5

"Huff huff"

"Huff huff"

A deep growl emerged.

"The tyrant has appeared."

Someone exclaimed.

Having seen the album, they could now identify many evolutionary zombies.

They knew the tyrant was a terrifying existence, more horrifying than the powerful zombies within the zombie hordes.

The tank, which they saw as a battlefield divine artifact, toppled like a toy when facing the tyrant. If not for the protective metal shell, the survivors inside would have been dragged out and devoured by the zombies long ago.

One.

Two.

More tyrants appeared.

The tank was damaged, directly flipped over by the tyrant, and the tyrant even swung its meat scythes to cut a slit in the tank’s iron shell. If the tank’s material hadn’t been hard enough, it might have been cut in half.

Gradually.

A sense of helplessness emerged in everyone’s hearts.

There were just too many zombies.

And those evolutionary zombies made them feel even more desperate.

"Captain, do we still have hope?"

Someone murmured.

Captain Chen looked at everyone, his expression grim and filled with an unspeakable despair.

"Maybe there’s really no hope."

This was the thing he least wanted to admit.

But even if he didn’t want to admit it, the fact was right before their eyes.

"What are you guys doing? It’s not over yet, we’re still alive, so don’t just casually say to give up. I want to kill more, I want to avenge my family."

Xiao Liu roared, clutching his gun and madly firing at the zombies below... though they were only a few meters away.

All he thought when seeing the zombies was anger.

Xiao Liu’s words pulled everyone back to their senses.

"Right, it’s not over yet, we’re still alive."

"Even if we die, we need to kill more zombies."

"Damn it, I’m going to fight you all."

Ratatatat!

In moments of despair, humans don’t give up resisting; instead, they unleash even fiercer momentum, struggling amidst despair, and even in death, they erupt with the spirit they ought to have.

Just then.

A booming sonic boom sounded.

The noise was so loud it battered their eardrums.

Suddenly.

A figure descended from the sky, plummeting from above and crashing heavily into the ground, causing the earth to tremble upon impact.

An invisible shockwave spread out.

The ground was suppressed by an invisible force.

Suddenly, it caved in.

They couldn’t comprehend what had happened, but with the naked eye, they saw silvery threads flashing by. In an instant, the zombies piled up against the wall burst apart, and countless chunks of flesh scattered everywhere.

"I’m not late."

Everyone’s mouths were agape.

They stared dumbfounded at the situation before them.

They didn’t understand what was going on.

But as the dust settled, a figure appeared in the deep pit.

Everyone gazed at that figure.

Rubbing their eyes.

Wondering if it was an illusion, why would someone just appear there?

"It’s... it’s him." Zhao Xiaotian looked at the unfamiliar figure, but the sword in that figure’s hand was so familiar. It was the game’s divine artifact, Frostmourne.

He thought of the records in the Zombie Album.

Exclaiming.

"Lin Fan, it’s Lin Fan from the Sunshine Shelter in Huang City."

Zhao Xiaotian’s face turned red as he shouted.

As he spoke, everyone at the scene froze in place.

Lin Fan from the Sunshine Shelter in Huang City?

Whoosh whoosh!

They turned to Wang Yu, hadn’t they just contacted him, how could he appear so quickly?

Wang Yu was just as confused.

Why are you all looking at me?

I don’t know either.

We really just contacted him, but he told me he’d be here soon, to hold out for a few minutes, just a few minutes.

When I heard that, I thought he was joking.

Messing with us in our plight.

But who would have thought he’d really show up?

In the deep pit, the tall figure fell into everyone’s line of sight, the Frostmourne in his hand glowing with a silvery brilliance under the sun.

Lin Fan turned back, smiling at the people on the wall, and said, "Hello, I am Lin Fan. I came directly from Huang City. I’m glad to see you’re all alive. Leave the rest to me, everything will be fine."

He spoke gently.

The survivors on the wall stared blankly at the figure, then exchanged glances. The situation had given them a significant shock.

Having seen the album, they naturally saw Lin Fan’s photo. Now that the person in the photo appeared before them, they were very much in awe.

How could he have come so quickly?

Lin Fan’s appearance surprised the creator, but this had no bearing on them as they continued to send the zombies forth with countless evolutionary zombies in tow.

This torrent of zombies was not something anyone could handle.

The survivors on the wall looked nervous, unsure of the outcome, just hoping they could hold on.

At that moment, Lin Fan was a beacon of hope and light for them; in the midst of darkness, finally seeing hope, no one wanted that hope to shatter.

Watching the zombies rushing towards him, Lin Fan remained calm.

Under normal circumstances, he might deal with them slowly, but he knew the survivors needed a shocking scene to soothe their panicked hearts.