I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 451 - 135: Are You Worthy of Our Trust?_3

Chapter 451: Chapter 135: Are You Worthy of Our Trust?_3

"Hehe"

The group of controlled zombies stood in place, growling lowly.

Wang Zixuan looked at the group of zombies and thought of the tyrant who had once brought him humiliation. Suddenly, he stood up and emitted a ’cackle’-like growl at the group of zombies.

In an instant, the zombie army followed behind him, leaving the dim building.

At the tyrant’s location.

Wang Zixuan looked down from above at the tyrant staying among the zombies, the tyrant in front of him bearing injuries, missing pieces in his arms, abdomen, and legs.

These were his masterpieces during this time.

Whenever he recovered, he would come to harass, having his own rationality and consciousness. Direct confrontation was definitely not an option, so he often hid, controlling zombies to employ corpse-sea tactics on the tyrant.

At this moment.

The tyrant, staying among the zombies, growled lowly at the zombies around him. The injuries on his body didn’t cause him pain, and without the sense of pain, he wouldn’t realize how serious the injuries were unless his leg or arm was broken, affecting his movement—that would suddenly make him realize he was injured.

Wang Zixuan controlled two Evolutionary Zombies and fifty ordinary zombies, mingling within the zombie crowd and stealthily approaching the tyrant.

He knew the terror of the tyrant.

That combat power was simply astonishing.

When the tyrant saw his kind approaching him, he roared angrily, as if sensing a provocation. He was the most domineering presence among the corpse crowd, enjoying the worship of ordinary zombies like an emperor.

And now, zombies were approaching him, which seemed to remind him of the events that had occurred during this period.

His own kind dared to lay hands on him boldly.

"Hehe"

The tyrant roared, swinging his meat cleaver and hacking at the innocent zombies around him, the ordinary zombies not controlled by Wang Zixuan, lacking any rationality. As the tyrant went on a killing spree, they could only look at the tyrant in confusion, as if thinking, why are you chopping us up out of the blue?

We are your most loyal zombie underlings, after all.

Wang Zixuan quietly watched. The controlled zombies halted their steps and didn’t continue approaching the tyrant. In his eyes, the tyrant was genuinely terrifying, not only fierce but ruthless towards his own kind.

The tyrant looked at the group of zombies, growled a few times, but did not continue to hack at the zombies.

Instead, he still stood there, like a valiant general, proudly standing there, accepting the worship of the horde.

Wang Zixuan continued to control the zombies, spreading them out and weaving them into the crowd, slowly closing in on the tyrant. Spreading out and acting individually made it difficult to attract attention.

As they approached.

Wang Zixuan suddenly controlled a Powerful Zombie to pounce on the tyrant. The Powerful Zombie’s arms restrained the tyrant, while other ordinary zombies also roared, opening their bloody mouths and fiercely biting the tyrant’s legs. The ordinary zombies’ height was just so; if they were as tall as the tyrant, they would have bitten at his neck long ago.

The sudden occurrence startled the tyrant into furious struggling, forcefully breaking free from the Powerful Zombie’s restraint and ferociously throwing the Powerful Zombie onto the ground.

Although Powerful Zombies excelled in strength, they still fell short compared to the tyrant.

"Hehe"

A nearby speed-type zombie ran on all fours, leapt into the air in an instant, pounced onto the tyrant, opened its bloody mouth, and bit into the tyrant’s neck. With a splatter, the sound of flesh tearing apart rang out.

Wang Zixuan focused on the scene, controlling the zombies to continue feeding on the tyrant. Although ordinary zombies were continuously torn into pieces by the tyrant, the injuries on the tyrant’s body became more numerous, a good start.

If Wang Zixuan could speak.

He would definitely be standing with his hands on his hips, proudly saying, "See? This is the end for those eyed by me, Zombie Emperor Wang Zixuan. There isn’t a crystal I desire that I cannot obtain."

After a while.

The tyrant collapsed thunderously, his body so damaged that his face was completely unrecognizable.

Fifty ordinary zombies were torn into pieces by the tyrant, the speed-type zombie was chopped in half, and the only one surviving was the Powerful Zombie, but similarly, it was missing an arm, and its chest was pierced, opening a bloody hole.

Controlling the Powerful Zombie, he broke open the tyrant’s head, retrieved the crystal, and left the corpse crowd.

Wang Zixuan deeply understood the need to keep a low profile and develop slyly, but he could no longer be satisfied with ordinary Evolutionary Zombies and instead targeted the tyrant, a being stronger than ordinary Evolutionary Zombies.

With the return of the Powerful Zombie.

Wang Zixuan took over the crystal, jet-black, opened his mouth, and began to gnaw on it, instantly feeling his power enhance, his spirit becoming even stronger.

He thought about becoming the king among zombies, commanding the inexhaustible zombie army. Who then could possibly stop his march?

Wang Zixuan walked to the front of the Powerful Zombie.

Under his control.

The Powerful Zombie, like a wooden puppet, slowly raised its hand and directly stabbed itself in the head, collapsing with a crash.

Wang Zixuan took the crystal from the Powerful Zombie.

Gnawing on it.

To him, if it had no use, there was no need to keep it around. Just use its crystal to enhance the Corpse King’s strength.

Wang Zixuan walked to the window, looking out over all of He City, a city now occupied by zombies, and he was the king of this city.

As if thinking of something.

Wang Zixuan roared into the distance.

"Cackle"

...

In the twilight.

Lin Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the tidied environment, and revealed a satisfied smile. In order to leave a good impression, he could only painstakingly clean up.

"Time to go home."

Looking at the towering pharmaceutical company, he slung his sword over his shoulder and walked away, sparing a day from cleaning zombies which only let the zombies strut around for a while longer.

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