(4) The Place Where I Am is a Zombie Restricted Zone (4)

What was exchanged specifically, no one knew.

But since Lam Pham had already replied like that, the general meaning was, just follow this way.

Lam Pham slowly drew Frostmourne from his back, the tip of the sword pointing downwards, both palms pressing the hilt, his expression very calm as he stared at the situation ahead.

"Meow meow..."

"Meow meow..."

The zombie horde finally rioted. Endless, densely packed zombies surged towards the Duong Quang shelter. The entire area was shaking. How could humans possibly withstand such might?

As the zombie horde approached.

A sharp light flickered in Lam Pham's eyes. He raised Frostmourne high and, towards the street filled with zombies, slashed down with his sword. In an instant, an invisible sword gleam erupted, and the compressed space twisted, observable even with the naked eye.

"Splat!"

"Splat!"

Countless rushing zombies instantly shattered. The zombies packing the street burst open, viscous blood exploding, as if dyeing this entire sky red.

"When you launch a devastating attack on the hope of the future, your ending is already determined."

The zombies before him were no longer just packing the streets; even shops and tall buildings were filled with zombies, forming a straight line of attack that surged forward.

"Want to conquer this place with numbers? You're dreaming."

As soon as his voice fell.

Lam Pham instantly vanished without a trace. Only the continuous booming sounds echoing in the air could be heard. Each time it echoed, large swathes of zombies would explode.

At some unknown time.

The survivors who had hidden earlier all came out. Some crowded onto shop rooftops, while others went to building rooftops, looking at the situation outside.

"So terrifying..."

"What's so terrifying? Didn't you see that group of zombies constantly exploding? That must be Brother Lam's doing."

"Too strong, really too strong. This is definitely a speed surpassing the speed of sound."

"Speed of sound? You're underestimating my Brother Lam too much. Do you know about a divine feat my Brother Lam accomplished some time ago? That was him going from here to Huong Son base, a place eight or nine hundred kilometers away, in just a few minutes. As for whether my Brother Lam took a shortcut on the way, I don't know either."

"The zombie horde that could destroy all shelters was thus blocked, unable to advance even half a step. This is heaven taking pity on us survivors, thereby sending us Lam Pham."

The survivors stared wide-eyed. Even though they were shocked, they still voiced the thoughts in their hearts.

Old Chung looked at the areas exploding piece by piece. Although he was usually very steady, at this moment, his body was also trembling non-stop.

Quan Hao patted Old Chung's shoulder.

The sudden movement startled Old Chung, making him shiver.

"What's wrong?" Old Chung asked.

Quan Hao said: "Still remember our bet? Looking at the scene before us, what do you have to say? Do you think my Brother Lam has the ability to clear all the zombies in the entire country?"

Old Chung didn't answer but stared at the scene before him for a long time, unable to regain his senses.

Quan Hao didn't disturb Old Chung's daze, just smiled faintly. He had extreme confidence in his big brother, and the scene before him now made him even more confident.

"Actually, to be honest, although we are Awakened, to tell the truth, it's okay if we are, and it's okay if we're not. I can see that brother is gentle, a person who likes to take care of others. He gives us crystals, just hoping we can improve and feel our own value."

Diep Thien, who was originally shooting, stopped shooting, looked at the current situation, and spoke as if to herself, but actually for everyone to hear.

Dong Gia said: "Yes, you're right."

And Chuc Thanh had long been shocked by the constantly disappearing colors before him, like a nearly black screen, the content on the blackboard constantly dissipating. That speed had already shocked him beyond words.

At this moment.

Lam Pham cleared zombies at extreme speed. He also paid attention to the surrounding buildings, trying his best to ensure the integrity of the buildings was not damaged.

It had to be said, this zombie horde was unusual; the numbers were truly too large. Wave after wave was cleared, but zombies still poured in endlessly.

Among the zombies hunted by Frostmourne were evolved zombies, Tyrant Zombies, and Predators. These zombies, which once had some presence before Lam Pham, were now like ordinary zombies, casually hunted by him.

He had been looking for special zombies, zombies he had never seen before.

Chuc Thanh said he didn't see anything special. As for the zombies with multi-colored crystals, they weren't the Fusion-type zombies he imagined but monsters that no longer had a human form.

He really thought it was this zombie that did it.

But after hunting it, he found it wasn't so. The surrounding zombies didn't look like they had lost their leader but continued to rush towards him.

Gradually, perhaps five minutes passed, or perhaps ten minutes passed.

In everyone's vision, the street before them had become a completely crimson place, piled high with countless flesh and blood.

Some survivors couldn't help but vomit. The pungent smell made it somewhat unbearable for them.

Even Captain Loi, with his iron will, also frowned slightly, enduring the discomfort in his heart.

Suddenly.

Lam Pham appeared before the iron fence. He still looked the same as before, his whole body extremely clean. It was just that Frostmourne's blade tip was slowly dripping with viscous blood. With a flick, the blood on the sword instantly vanished.

"Everyone, the number of zombies is more than I imagined. How long has it been just now?"

"Five minutes," Co Hang said.

Lam Pham looked at the points on the interface and said very excitedly: "Five minutes. In these five minutes, I might have hunted nearly one hundred thousand zombies."

One... one hundred thousand?

Everyone heard Lam Pham's words and was completely dumbfounded. For them, the concept of one hundred thousand zombies was very terrifying.

Truly an unimaginable number.

And Lam Pham had hunted one hundred thousand zombies in just five short minutes.

That's twenty thousand in one minute.

How many was that per second?

Even if the zombies knelt on the ground for them to chop, they might not even be able to kill one zombie.

This gap between people, they deeply understood, was absolutely unimaginable.

"I'm very fast, don't be anxious."

Lam Pham looked at the street packed with zombies, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He turned into a stream of light, darting left and right, sealing off all paths, absolutely not letting a single zombie escape.

Where he was.

That was a zombie restricted zone.

No matter how many came, they all had to die.