Chapter 132: It must be difficult for him to feel strong_6

This was the first Golden Crystal zombie he had slain so far.

Swinging the Frost Mourning Sword, he shattered it with a single blow and absorbed its energy. The first good thing he obtained must be given to the Frost Mourning Sword, and he could feel the sword becoming stronger.

Returning to the scene just now, he collected the crystals, many of which were from Evolutionary Zombies.

A full harvest.

Any shelter force that saw this would fall silent. Had hunting Evolutionary Zombies become so easy?

Leaving the scene, his body was covered in blood, and as the last light of dusk faded away, the city was enveloped in darkness. Without streetlights, a blood-stained figure walked the streets.

He had killed plenty.

But he always felt it wasn't enough...

Home, Sunshine District.