"You mindless zombies, why do you have to be so aggressive, forcing people into a corner?"
Lin Fan swung his sword, clearing the zombies before him with great speed. There were many of them, and escape was hardly worth considering.
Thwack!
Thwack!
One after another, zombie corpses fell to the ground. When they attacked others, they did so in packs, but facing Lin Fan, no matter their numbers, they all ended up in the same way—lying obediently on the ground.
Shock!
Horror!
Cao Yan was completely dumbfounded, unable to believe what he was seeing. The zombies, which he viewed as terrifying, were being killed so effortlessly by the mysterious man before him.
This scene fiercely assaulted his brain.
It shook his understanding to its core.
"Are you alright?"
Lin Fan approached Cao Yan and asked gently.
He noticed the other's condition, fingers with blood, wounds.
"Were you bitten by a zombie?"