Chapter 720 The Final Battle of Ice City (Part 9)
Half a minute later, all the wounds on the zombie king's body disappeared.
The crimson light shone again, and his body returned to its peak condition before the battle!
Han Shuo stared in disbelief at everything that was happening before him, completely dumbfounded.
"Impossible! How could this be!?"
His desperate attack with the wind had just severely injured the zombie king.
He thought that the flame of hope for victory was right before his eyes, but he never expected that in the next instant, a bucket of cold water would be poured on his forehead.
An enemy with superhuman healing abilities and near-invincibility stands before them. How can they possibly win this war?
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Despite the increasingly dire situation, Feng has not given up.
"call--!"
He took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his mindset, gripped the two short blades in his hands, and charged towards the zombie king once again.
Seeing that his brother was still unwilling to give up, Han Shuo's indomitable spirit began to burn fiercely.
"Damn it, keep going!"
He cursed and, drawing strength from who-knows-where, brandished his meteorite Tang sword and rejoined the battle.
Since the two of them are still able to breathe, the battle is not over!
He simply refused to believe that the zombie king could continue to heal itself indefinitely.
If one major blow isn't enough, try two; if two aren't enough, try three!
Han Shuo felt that this ability to heal quickly must have a limit!
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Unfortunately, the two people at this moment were no longer the same as the two people before the war.
After the previous round of intense competition, Han Shuo and Feng's physical condition began to decline sharply.
However, the Zombie King still maintained his best condition.
With a clear gap in physical fitness between the two sides, even if they joined forces and adopted a desperate, injury-for-injury strategy, they could no longer gain an absolute advantage.
Just a few minutes later, the zombie king found the two men's weakness and kicked them both more than 10 meters away!
The distance between the two men widened again, and Han Shuo, who had fallen to the ground, began vomiting blood uncontrollably.
At this moment, his injuries were so severe that he had almost completely lost all his fighting ability.
Feng, standing to the side, also looked increasingly haggard.
He felt a churning pain inside his body, but despite this, he knelt on one knee to support himself and refused to fall.
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However, the situation that left the two somewhat desperate repeated itself once again.
The wounds they inflicted on the zombie king during their few minutes of intense fighting were now healing rapidly again.
Both sides have been fighting each other for so long, one side is exhausted, while the other still has 100% of its fighting strength. This kind of battle is unwinnable, truly unwinnable...
At this moment, Han Shuo had unknowingly lost some of his fighting spirit.
He collapsed to the ground, looking dazed and muttering to himself.
"We can't win, we can't win..."
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Feng slowly stood up from the ground. He turned his head and glanced at Han Shuo, whose face was haggard, and couldn't help but sigh.
Sigh~
This sigh was filled with a sense of helplessness and heartache.
Although he felt that the chances of the two of them winning this battle against the zombie king were extremely slim, his inner conviction drove him to take another step.
A brave warrior would rather die standing than live on his knees!
Feng Mingxian is clearly that kind of person.
He gripped the two short blades in his hands once more, his eyes gradually turning cold.
Regardless of their ultimate fate tonight, he only wanted to make his final dance even more spectacular!
In this way, he could be said to have fought to the very end... so that he could die without regrets when his life came to its last moment!
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As the zombie king watched Feng stagger toward him, his expression gradually became serious.
"Hmm...not bad, not bad, this is the opponent I personally chose!"
Despite Feng's extremely poor condition, the Zombie King did not underestimate the white-clad man before him.
Even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse, especially a top expert like Feng. Even if he is seriously injured and exhausted, he still has the power to make a desperate move!
The Zombie King had no desire to experience the feeling of a reversal of fortune just when he was about to win.
Dragging the iron chain in his hand, he regained his grip on the massive scythe.
Then, he unleashed his full fighting power and once again clashed with Feng.
Choosing to fight with all his might is a sign of respect from the Zombie King to Feng!
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"Jingle bells!"
At the same time, the sounds of a fierce battle between the king and the man began to reach Han Shuo's ears.
After regaining his senses, he instinctively tried to get up from the ground to help Feng, but unfortunately, his injuries were too severe. Half of his body was numb, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not stand up.
Exhausted, Han Shuo stared at the night sky, his eyes gradually becoming vacant.
"Is it no use? Is my strength ultimately insufficient?"
He muttered to himself softly, feeling so tired, so very tired...
His consciousness gradually faded, and his eyelids slowly began to close. However, at that moment, out of the corner of his eye, Han Shuo suddenly saw Feng, who, after being knocked away by the zombie king, actually dragged his exhausted body and stood up from the ground once again.
The scene before him jolted him back to his senses.
"No! I can't sleep! My brothers are still fighting!"
With a frantic shout in his heart, Han Shuo placed his right hand on a pocket in his pocket.
This contains the finished blue liquid!
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The next instant, Han Shuo did not hesitate at all, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
He took out the syringe, removed the transparent needle cap, and plunged the needle into his left chest. Then, he quickly injected the blue liquid into his heart.
After the blue liquid had entered his heart, Han Shuo casually tossed the syringe aside.
He lay flat on the ground, feeling the effects of the medicine begin to take hold, and laughed loudly at the night sky.
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha..."
At this moment, he knew for certain that regardless of the outcome of tonight's battle, his life would likely end here...
In fact, even Han Shuo himself couldn't explain why he suddenly made this decision to sacrifice his own life.
Was it for the indomitable spirit within him? Was it to still fight alongside Feng? Or was it so that Fatty and the others could continue to live? ...Or perhaps, for the greater good of all humanity!
In short, having fought to this point, everything else seems to have become less important.
He and Feng were unable to kill the zombie king in front of them. Only this blue liquid could give them a last glimmer of hope!
Han Shuo was unwilling to let his brother struggle alone until the very end...
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