Chapter 472 One Person's Power
On this day, the Zombie King stood in the valley of the mountain lake and looked up at a white figure on the mountaintop in front of him.
The wind had already arrived here, but it had been slow to find an opportunity to act.
The two stood facing each other across the distance, their faces expressionless.
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During this time, the Zombie King remained in the center of the valley, and his entire army of the dead gathered around him.
In this situation, Feng couldn't rashly rush over to fight them; so many zombie creatures could overwhelm him in an instant...
He was also puzzled as to why the zombie king had stayed here for so long. It was this question that made Feng patiently wait until now.
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At this moment, after watching the wind on the mountaintop for a while, the Zombie King turned and left.
He had long known that Number 1 would continue to hunt him down after recovering from his injuries, after all, this had been going on for two years.
To be honest, he was already used to it...
There were many blind spots in this valley. As usual, the Zombie King, after avoiding the wind's gaze and busying himself with his own affairs for a while, unconsciously thought of Wai Di's face.
"I wonder where my dog has gone to fight for me."
He hadn't paid attention to this matter recently, but today, having nothing to do, he suddenly became interested.
Afterwards, the zombie king arrived at a small cave. In a corner, there were many large, complex machines piled up, all of which he had brought from the underground research institute.
He was originally a senior researcher, so operating these machines was not difficult for him at all.
"Um... my dog, where are you?"
He muttered to himself while rapidly tapping his fingers on the machine.
After reconnecting to the satellite, images kept switching on the screen.
However, as he dragged the progress bar at the bottom of the video to replay footage from several days ago, the smile on his lips gradually disappeared.
He saw that, in the early stages, Wai Di was still following his orders, leading the legion of half-corpses that he had given him, marching straight west to clear away all obstacles in his path.
However, as time went by, Wai Di gradually deviated from his course, ignoring some obstacles along the way.
And it all began when he first came into contact with the Corpse-Wearing Organization.
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After an unknown amount of time, a slightly angry snort came from the zombie king's mouth.
"snort!"
"Good, good, good, just as expected, a wolf cub that can't be raised!"
"My dog, how dare you disobey my orders!"
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In fact, the Zombie King was already aware of the existence of the Corpse-Clad Organization.
However, he didn't care about these worthless people.
Controlling zombies through technology? He thought it was a joke. When his own legitimate army of the dead arrived, he could easily wipe them out.
This time, because he had other things to do and needed to stay in one place for a while, he couldn't leave immediately, so he sent Wai Di to clear the obstacles in front of him.
These obstacles mainly refer to the organization of the Corpse-Wearing Man.
But who could have imagined that instead of destroying the organization, Wai Di would develop a wolfish ambition and join forces with them?
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"snort!"
The next moment, the zombie king snorted again, his face filled with anger, and turned to walk out of the cave.
His own dog betrayed him? This is absolutely intolerable to the Zombie King!
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At the same time, Feng, who was standing still on the mountaintop, also noticed new movements below.
"Should we continue pushing forward...?"
The Zombie King reappeared in his field of vision, and the legion of death finally began its advance once more.
Zombies, alien species, wild beasts... countless ghouls surged out of the valley. Seeing this, Feng turned around and quickly disappeared from the spot.
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In the following days, a figure in white, wielding two short blades, constantly moved around the perimeter of this legion of death.
Every time the wind blows, hordes of zombies fall to the ground.
That's not all. In addition to these ordinary zombies, all sorts of alien species also died one after another under his two short blades.
From the day the Zombie King chose to leave the valley, Feng officially began his own battle.
What he had to do was delay the advance of this death legion as much as possible.
Since the Zombie King dared not confront him directly, he would certainly not show mercy when facing his subordinates.
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On the other side, when the wind appeared again from the left flank of the Death Legion, the Zombie King, located in the center, immediately dispatched his main force there.
However, before the main force arrived, the wind had already disappeared, leaving only the corpses of several alien species and a scene of devastation.
Clearly, the zombie king missed his target once again.
The same thing happens several times a day. In the past few days, the wind has been coming to bother the zombie king from time to time, which has made him very annoyed.
However, no matter how upset he was, he could not stop Feng from slaughtering his own men.
This enemy was far too strong. His powerful subordinates were like paper in front of him, easily taken by those two short blades in just a few moves.
Even he himself, who almost died at the hands of his opponent in the previous battle, dared not easily go into a head-on battle with Feng alone again.
To be honest, the Zombie King doesn't care how many ordinary zombies die, because their numbers are just too huge. Even if the wind were to line them up and kill them all, it wouldn't be able to kill them all.
However, the constant deaths of alien species caused the zombie king considerable distress.
You should know that he had painstakingly searched for each of these mutants, and after the half-corpse army temporarily left, these mutants became his most powerful subordinates.
The death of one or two people may not have any impact, but as time goes by, if the number of deaths becomes too large, it will eventually affect the combat strength of his death legion.
Left with no other choice, the Zombie King could only relocate these alien species to the central area, bringing them closer to him.
To guard against this human who resembled a white ghost, he unconsciously slowed his pace.
Nevertheless, the wind still occasionally finds an opportunity to appear and leave, taking away the life of another alien species.
Single-handedly, he unknowingly slowed down the zombie king's advance...
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Until one day, the zombie king could no longer hold back and roared to the sky.
"Number 1! Sooner or later, I'll break your neck with my own hands one day!"
However, when these words reached Feng's ears, he remained expressionless and did not give any reaction.
As he watched the Legion of Death disappear into the distance, he quietly dug out the turbid fluid from the alien heads on the ground.
He used to be uninterested in these things, but after learning that these turbid liquids had effects on him, he is now interested...
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