Shen Shian stood beside the plaza’s tallest fountain. His heart beat violently, and the rancid and black blood dripped down the blade, and soon gathered at his feet into a small puddle. His sweaty hair was stuck to his forehead, and his eyes looked like they were darker yet brighter.

There were too many zombies, and they kept coming endlessly. He has stopped counting since three hundred, but the rapid consumption of his physical strength and the increasing number of zombies around him undoubtedly showed the attack he suffered.

Unlike the zombie groups he encountered before, even if the number was like sand, the attack was scattered. And because they were trying to snatch flesh and blood, they ended up blocking each other, and so, he could choose a weak point to break through, or he could use some strategy to divert their attention.

This group of zombies controlled by the mutant zombie seemed to have a unified and coordinated brain, and was not only not disturbed by ordinary strategies, but also knew the basic tactical strategies. No matter which direction Shen Shian rushed in, the zombies in other directions would quickly gather and surge over to form an insurmountable sea of ​​zombies, and they also take turns to attack. It was clear that they were trying to make Shen Shian exhausted.

Another wave of zombies came up, and Shen Shian clenched his grip on the hilt of the sword to fight the enemy. There was the ear breaking sound through the air, and three wind blades appeared out of thin air, assaulting him like sharp swords. Shen Shian dodged two of them, but the third one sliced his right arm, and his arm immediately became a bloody mess.

He couldn’t care about checking the wound, and immediately looked in the direction of the wind blade, but just like the previous few times, he just caught the shadow of the mutant zombies at the last second. In the next second, the zombie had flown back and disappeared in the dense wave of zombies.

F*ck. Shen Shian silently gritted his teeth.

If it was a head-to-head combat between the two of them, the mutant zombie was definitely not Shen Shian’s opponent. The troublesome thing was that the opponent’s ability happened to be a long-range attack, and he could control more than 10,000 zombies to listen to him. He could shoot the wind blades and hide behind the army of zombies, how could he catch him?

The only good news was that this zombie’s ability should still be in the early stage. At most, only three wind blades could be shot at a time, and the wound it made was not deep. Shen Shian could use his spiritual powers to heal his wound.

While fighting the wave of zombies that seemed endless, Shen Shian’s breath became more rapid. He could hide in space to recover his physical strength, but this method had an obvious limitation, that is, he must come out from where he enters. After three times of doing this, his method was discovered by the mutated zombie. As soon as he disappeared, he would command a large number of zombies to surround the place where he disappeared and watched the spot to attack. This way, Shen Shian had no chance of evading. The moment when he came out of space, it was when his own defense was the weakest, and he accidentally got several wounds by the wind blade.

And probably because the smell of the spring was exuded by entering and leaving the space, each time he entered and exited, the mood of the zombie army became more manic.

What’s more important was that he couldn’t waste time. He had to go back to the child as soon as possible to confirm whether the child and Chen Nan are safe. Shen Shian knew that the zombies would not take the initiative to attack Shen Xun, but in case the mutated zombie had never met them before, no one could be sure if the dog was attractive to the mutated zombies. What if in addition to this plaza, there was another zombie army being led to attack the off-road vehicle?

As his anxiousness continued to increase, and with the zombies attacking, Shen Shian became more aggressive. He fought more mercilessly, the remains of zombies’ amputated limbs were everywhere, and the filthy blood splattered into the sky like a hell on earth.

When his face was attacked by the wind blade again, two wounds were drawn, and the anger surging in his chest finally climbed to the extreme. He raised his hand and wiped the blood that had dripped to his lower jaw. He raised his eyelashes slightly, and looked at the sea of ​​zombies that were screaming and roaring in front of his eyes.

You hid again.

If I killed all the puppets, where else can you hide?

He used his spiritual powers fully, and the constant spiritual power being used was like a gurgling stream, starting from Dantian{n1}, and quickly flowing to the limbs. The wound on his face healed quickly. Feeling the power refilled in every inch of his body, Shen Shian held the sword handle and flicked it twice. The splattered blood had not yet landed and the whole person had turned into a residual image. Just like an arrow shot from a fully pulled bow, he rushed in the direction of the zombie tide.

Note1: Dantian is the source of spiritual power.

He had instructed Chen Nan before, completely exhaust the power in the body, and then add them back, which could maximize his own potential and increase the growth rate of the ability. This was actually his experience summed up from his own spiritual powers.

Although he couldn’t directly absorb the crystal nucleus like Chen Nan, the effect of the spring water was similar to the crystal nucleus, and it was even better. Since the spring eye has been gradually recovering, Shen Shian has been collecting spring water along the way. Until now, there were 163 bottles of spiritual spring water on the second floor of the bamboo building.

The zombies would not be exhausted, and by coincidence, neither will he. It was only whether the spiritual spring water would be consumed first, or could he finish cleaning these puppets first.

Once the battle has reached a certain level, defense, attack, and finding the enemy’s weak points were all instincts. In the dark, Shen Shian seemed to enter a very profound state. He didn’t need to use his eyes, the entire plaza and all the scenes on it were like three-dimensional drawings, which were completely projected in his mind.

The distribution of zombies, the situation, every movement of them, every angle of attack, even the blood stains on the clothes of each zombie and the texture of the rotting muscles were clearly visible in his mind.

As time passed, other things seemed to fade away one by one. In Shen Shian’s mind, only the skull of each zombie and countless crystal nuclei embedded in the skull were left, flashing a striking red light as an attack target.

The long sword merged with him, and became part of an extension to his arm. During attack and defense, his arm was moving smoothly, and with spiritual powers infused, the sharp sword swept out, accurately splitting dozens of zombie heads.

Shen Shian was not sure how long this mysterious state lasted, and when he got out of it, it was already a bloody sea of ​​corpses. He had a greasy palm and a handful of zombies standing still.

Looking up, he faced a zombie with flesh and blood on one half and bones on the other half on the edge of the plaza.

There was the sound of the sky breaking and three wind blades appeared.

Shen Shian’s feet were not moving at all, his long sword was used to block the wind blades, and the three wind blades didn’t even touch a corner of his clothes, just like thin snow that had encountered boiling water, it blinked and disappeared.

His dark eyes were cold like ice, and Shen Shian looked at the mutated zombie and said softly, “After playing for so long, do you think I haven’t figured out your way?”

The mutated zombie seemed to understand that something was wrong and turned around to run. Before he had the chance to escape, Shen Shian swept his sword across, and a sensation of the cold sword suddenly arrived, splitting it from the waist into two.

Shen Shian didn’t rush to kill it. His chest moved up and down a few times, his legs were soft, and he kneeled on the ground holding the sword. His arm trembled slightly due to almost exceeding his limit, and he almost failed to open a bottle cap. It was only after a large half of the bottle of spring water was drunk that he felt a bit stable.

Even if there was the spring water as support, it was still too risky to fight this enemy. If he didn’t have the sword, it wasn’t a question whether he could leave alive today.

He stopped and rested for a while, poured the water and cleaned his hands and the blood on the blade, and then simply washed his face, and then stood up again. He took the sword handle and wandered in the blood sea and the corpse mountain, then he caught up with that zombie who was cut off by the waist, still struggling to crawl forward and trying to escape.

Shen Shian stepped on it, “Can you speak?”

“He!” The zombie struggled desperately, making a scream that was different from ordinary zombies and closer to beasts, but also meaningless to Shen Shian.

The turbid eyes were full of greed and madness, not so much like human beings, but more like uncivilized beasts.

It did not seem to restore the consciousness of being a person, but evolved the most basic animal wisdom as a zombie species.

He didn’t know if it was a sigh of relief or a sigh, his arm moved slightly, the snowy blue sword light flashed, and the mutated zombie twitched and stopped abruptly.

Shen Shian withdrew the long sword back into the scabbard, squatted down to find a crystal nucleus from the skull, washed it and put it into his jacket pocket.

Returning along the original road at the fastest speed, at a distance, he saw Shen Xun sitting alone on the front cover of the car and swaying his legs. There were several zombies scattered around, all of which did not respond to him like they could not see the child.

“An An,” Shen Xun saw him, and like a fired cannonball, jumped off the car and ran all the way into Shen Shian’s arms. “Where did you go? What happened? If you don’t come back, I will find you, but I promise you to watch the car and not run around. Are you injured? Who hurt you?”

The questions were like the a barrage of gunfire bursting into Shen Shian’s ears, especially the last two sentences, because of the anxiety and anger, the sound was almost deafening to the ears. He quickly stretched his arms and pulled the child away for a distance, “I am not injured.”

“You lied.” Shen Xun’s eyes were red, “There is blood all over your clothes.”

Although the wound cut by the wind blade was healed with his spiritual powers, the blood stains and the damaged cloth could not be recovered. Shen Shian patted twice on the child’s back and opened the cloth to show him, “I was not hurt, you see, the blood is not mine.”

As he asked, he glanced at the zombie corpses around the off-road vehicle. They were all killed in the head, apparently caused by Chen Nan’s thorn stick.

Shen Xun really calmed down. He had a weird expression that Shen Shian had never seen before, and held Shen Shian’s neck and said, “He’s gone.” He didn’t wait for Shen Shian to speak, and continued, “He said he would lead all the zombies away.”

Shen Shian’s expression narrowed, and put the child down to look at his eyes, “Speak carefully from the beginning to end.”

Five minutes later, Shen Shian put the off-road vehicle into the space and said to the child, “Can you confirm the direction?”

Shen Xun squatted on the sidewalk on the left side with his Tang sword half higher than his entire body. The sword was stained with a little dried blood. He sniffed the air, then stood up and pointed in a direction, “There.”