"Oh, I see. You both want it, but there's only one enhanced zombie. How are you going to divide it?" Miyamoto Shiro said with a strange smile.

Miyamoto Shiro's words caused the two factions to exchange a glance, their eyes filled with trouble.

"How about this? If either of you can kill me, I'll give you this zombie right here. Of course, this battle is a gamble with your lives, after all, my sword hasn't drunk the blood of any strong human." A hint of fanaticism shone in Miyamoto Shiro's eyes.

"Crazy." Both factions thought the same thing.

"Who wants to go first?" Miyamoto Shiro stared at the two groups with a frantic look in his eyes.

Neither group acted rashly. After all, Miyamoto Shiro's previous display of combat prowess had alarmed them. For these groups, it was better to storm into the disaster zone and capture an enhanced zombie than to fight Miyamoto Shiro.

"Sorry, Sword Saint. I'm afraid I won't be able to fight you this time. Our mission is to quickly obtain an enhanced zombie. So we'll go find an enhanced zombie first." Just as the atmosphere froze, the fat man said with a smile.

"Wouldn't it be faster if I just gave you this zombie right here?" Miyamoto Shiro said with a half-smile.

“Since it is your prey, Sword Saint, then of course it belongs to you,” the fat man said weakly.

After all, the Dragon Group is still in its early stages, and there are only three enhanced humans among them, so Fatty should prioritize the overall situation.

"It seems you Chinese are cowards," Miyamoto Shiro said sneer, narrowing his eyes.

Instantly, Lao Hu and the other two clenched their fists.

Jiao Yan, standing to the side, showed no intention of joining the conversation. Instead, he watched the scene with a look of anticipation.

"Sword Saint, our retreat doesn't mean we're afraid of you. You need to understand that." Old Hu's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Miyamoto Shiro did not back down despite Lao Hu's words, and instead pressed him further.

"Oh? Is that so? If you're so capable, then fight me. Only my death can prove you're right."

Miyamoto Shiro's renewed provocation made Lao Hu and his two companions frown.

The three of them stopped talking and began to gather their full power.

At this moment, Miyamoto Shiro also became serious, pointing his demon sword at the three of them.

"Heh, where did this old man come from? He's carrying a knife. Be careful he doesn't die in the mouth of a zombie." At this moment, a frivolous voice suddenly appeared, causing the combined aura of the four people to dissipate instantly.

“It’s you.” Miyamoto Shiro’s eyes turned wary.

Two figures emerged from the shadows; these two were Chen Fenghua and Wei Dingjun.

It dealt a great blow to Miyamoto Shiro even before he had reached the transcendent realm.

Therefore, even though Miyamoto Shiro's strength has become much greater, he is still full of apprehension when facing Chen Fenghua and the other two.

In fact, after the two appeared, not only did Miyamoto Shiro become wary, but even Rob, who was watching the show from the side, tensed up instantly.

After all, Rob had clashed with the two of them before.

Ye Yi, who was secretly observing the scene, couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

"I almost forgot about these two people."

They then continued to focus their attention on the scene.

"You were driven out of the Dragon Kingdom like a stray dog, yet you still protect your master like this," Miyamoto Shiro retorted defiantly.

"You!" Chen Fenghua was immediately enraged and wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the composed Wei Dingjun.

Wei Dingjun walked up to Chen Fenghua and chuckled.

"Yes, we are ultimately Chinese. There is fierce infighting among Chinese, but if anyone dares to bully us, we will definitely stand united against them."

As soon as Wei Dingjun finished speaking, Lao Hu and the other two instantly appeared behind Chen Fenghua, indicating that they should stand with Chen Fenghua.

For a time, the five extraordinary individuals exerted pressure on Miyamoto Shiro.

Instantly, even the Japanese swordsman was filled with apprehension.

"Haha, Sword Saint, do you need our sect to lend a hand?" Rob couldn't help but chuckle softly from the side.

At the same time, his tone was still full of mockery.

“No need, I trust the sword in my hand.” Miyamoto Shiro’s eyes became serious.

"Why force yourself to keep going? You already owe our sect one favor, why not owe them a few more? Besides, if you die here, all the favors we've done for you will have been wasted," Rob continued mockingly.

This time, Miyamoto Shiro hesitated because it was an undeniable fact that he owed Kyoto a favor.

Just as Miyamoto Shiro was about to say something, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Hey, you bunch of youngsters, you've been trash-talking for so long, but why don't you guys actually fight? If you don't fight soon, I don't think you'll have time to fight at all."

An old man appeared before everyone, swaying as he held a wine jug in his hand.

The moment the old man appeared, everyone's pupils contracted instantly, because none of them had noticed him before, and even when he appeared unsteadily, they still couldn't sense his presence.

"You two lads are from where Ye is from, right? Not bad." The old man took a breath and looked at Chen Fenghua and his companion for a while.

"Old sir, do you know our leader?" Chen Fenghua asked in surprise.

"I know him, not just know him, we're quite familiar with each other," the old man said casually, waving his hand after taking a sip of his drink.

This old man was created by Ye Yi using the power of the world.

As for why Ye Yi arrived disguised, it was because he saw more than thirty enhanced zombies approaching this place under the command of the Zombie Emperor.

Ye Yi immediately used a disguise to enter the fray. After all, among these thirty zombies were three enhanced zombies who were almost at the level of Dark Force. If they made a move, all the extraordinary seeds that Ye Yi had painstakingly cultivated might perish.

So Ye Yi descended upon the world disguised as an old man.

"You're from Jiaoyan, aren't you? Hmm, you already possess the Seed of Light, quite talented. But I don't understand why there's an old bat among you." The old man squinted at Jiaoyan.

The old man's words startled everyone, and they all looked at the Jiaoyan faction with astonishment.

"Hehe, old gentleman, you have a good eye," Ibrahimovic said.

"Hiss~ There really are vampires in your Yanzhong sect." Chen Fenghua gasped in shock.

"What, kid? You look down on vampires?" Rob said immediately, clearly displeased.

"It can't be you, right? No, it's impossible. You showed your angelic power before." Chen Fenghua was startled at first, then immediately retorted.

After all, Rob made a very deep impression on the world outside Tokyo, Japan, and he never showed his vampire form in the subsequent battles.

“That’s right, it’s me. You have good taste, sir.” As soon as he finished speaking, Rob transformed into a vampire, and his perceived threat level instantly soared in everyone’s eyes.

"Forget it, forget it. Even if you're a vampire, you're a Holy Light Vampire, aren't you?" the old man said casually, waving his hand.

Although the crowd was curious about the title "Holy Light Vampire," they didn't dare to ask any questions when they saw that the old man didn't continue.

"As for you, kid... tsk tsk, you're interesting. But I still advise you, old man, be careful with this knife. Don't become a slave to it. Tsk tsk, the person who gave you this knife doesn't have such good intentions." The old man first glanced at Miyamoto Shiro's face, then immediately looked at the weapon in Miyamoto Shiro's hand, shaking his head and speaking meaningfully.

"Thank you for your advice, sir." Upon hearing the old man's words, Miyamoto Shiro did not offer any rebuttal and immediately bowed respectfully, demonstrating his complete obedience to the powerful.

"By the way, you kids, you'd better run," the old man said, taking a sip of his drink.

"Please enlighten me, sir," Old Hu immediately said respectfully.

Old Hu was filled with respect for such a powerful figure.

Today's encounter with Miyamoto Shiro made Lao Hu realize that in the world of extraordinary beings, the strong are respected.

"Nothing much, it's just that the kid playing with the sword attracted more than thirty little creatures," the old man said casually.

Although the old man spoke casually, he startled everyone present. In their eyes, the enhanced zombie was no small matter.

"Old man, you talk too much. Be careful, or His Majesty might personally crush your head." The enhanced zombie, which was being trampled under Miyamoto Shiro's feet, threatened the old man when he realized that the old man had discovered what was going on.

The old man glanced at the enhanced zombie that had been chopped into a human stick and chuckled.

"It's fortunate that your master is on this continent. If he were in Yazhou, I doubt you would even be able to show up. As for me, I don't know if your master will crush my head, but I believe that even if you survive, your master will definitely crush your head."

These words immediately startled everyone present. From the old man's words, it was clear that there was a powerful force in Yazhou. Now, this zombie emperor, who had infected millions of people, might not even be able to stir up any trouble in Yazhou.

The old man's words also revealed that his strength was unfathomable and that he knew a great deal.

"So, how long are you going to hide?" The old man stared intently at the enhanced zombie at Miyamoto Shiro's feet.

These words startled everyone, and Miyamoto Shiro immediately distanced himself from the enhanced zombie.

"Who are you? Aren't you afraid of getting out of here?" The enhanced zombie, whose limbs had been severed, suddenly began to regenerate, and its aura began to grow stronger.

"Tsk tsk, your race is quite interesting. You can even possess people. Isn't that a specialty over there? And you don't dare to show your true form because you're afraid I'll kill you?" As he spoke, the old man's gaze drifted unintentionally toward the location of the sect's forces.

These words startled everyone present; it seemed the Zombie Emperor had indeed appeared.

The Zombie Emperor glanced at Jiao Yan, following the old man's gaze, before speaking to him.

"It's very comfortable there, I don't need to come out. But you, do you dare to come?"

"Since you have extended such a warm invitation, then I have no reason to refuse," the old man said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man vanished from everyone's sight, along with the enhanced zombie that had been in Miyamoto Shiro's hands.

Watching the old man leave, the extraordinary individuals present exchanged glances, then immediately turned and ran away.

You think they know that behind them, there is a group of enhanced zombies chasing them.

These people didn't care about hiding and quickly ran towards the Freedom Defense Line. As for the dozens of enhanced zombies behind them, they were simply unable to deal with them.

…………

"When are these bastards going to stop chasing us?" Chen Fenghua said, panting.

Clearly, even a superhuman like Chen Fenghua was being relentlessly pursued.

After all, behind this group of people were thirty enhanced zombies.

As for the ordinary people brought by these superhumans, they also separated from these superhumans.

After all, they believed that the enhanced zombies had no interest in hunting down ordinary people.

"Run! Those bastards are catching up soon. Once we reach the Free State's base, we'll be safe," Wei Dingjun said calmly.

Judging from the sweat all over his face, he's not having an easy time either.

"We're here," the fat man suddenly said.

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, a warning sound rang out in the distance.

As soon as the warning sounded, a storm of bullets and artillery fire came crashing down.

"Damn it, we're almost there and it's still not giving us a break," Chen Fenghua said with dissatisfaction.

“The enhanced zombies are intelligent, so now the Free Nation’s military immediately launches artillery bombardment as soon as they see any that surpass the capabilities of ordinary humans. However, they should soon discover the extraordinary zombies we are chasing behind us,” Lao Hu explained.

As Lao Hu finished speaking, the fierce offensive stopped abruptly, followed by a deafening roar of bombardment behind them.

Boom boom~~~

The sound of the explosion gave Chen Fenghua and his group an unusual sense of security.

After rushing to the front of the defensive line, Chen Fenghua and his group immediately stopped and coldly looked at the group of soldiers holding guns in front of them.

"If you don't stop what you're doing, I suggest I let you experience what it means to be in excruciating pain," Miyamoto Shiro said, somewhat annoyed.

After all, anyone who has been chased all the way and is now being held at gunpoint by a bunch of ants would be extremely unhappy.

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, a chubby Free Nation general appeared before them and shouted loudly.

"Put down your guns! What kind of behavior is this?"

As the general spoke, the soldiers of the Free Nation lowered their weapons.

"Ahem, esteemed lords, my name is Ruhr," the fat general introduced himself.

Everyone then nodded and greeted him.

Ruhr then led everyone toward a lounge.

After entering the lounge, Chen Fenghua said with some doubt.

"Why is the general from this free country so polite to us? In my impression, aren't they supposed to be quite arrogant?"

"Hehe, this general's family is in Raccoon City, and he's a local general there. They need us superhumans, so that's why they're being so polite," Miyamoto Shiro said casually.

At the same time, they completely disregarded Ruhr.