"Why hasn't the city lord detonated the explosives yet?"
Zhang Lin cursed angrily.
Just as he finished speaking, a loudspeaker announced from behind: "Ten seconds left! Everyone, find cover to avoid the blast wave!"
It's here!
After detonating the explosives, the final battle begins!
Zhang Lin darted behind a wall, while a loudspeaker behind him announced the count, word by word: "7, 6, 5, 4, 3..."
boom!!
A huge explosion rang out, and in an instant, the sky was filled with the remains and blood of zombies. Rocks flew everywhere, and Zhang Lin felt his head buzzing. He leaned against the wall, feeling the huge shockwave making the wall shake precariously.
Immediately afterwards, there were a few more scattered explosions.
The city lord's men were clearing out the scattered hordes of zombies.
Upon hearing this sound, Zhang Lin was already prepared. He took out a Miao sword from his spatial storage. It was a Miao sword about 160 centimeters long and weighed about 20 kilograms. Its overall lines were smooth, its sharpness was fully exposed, and it also had a sinister and cold aura.
Zhang Lin had added something to this knife.
The longest ancient Miao sword was only 1.6 meters long and weighed only three or four kilograms. But his sword weighed 20 kilograms. An ordinary person would be exhausted after swinging it a few times and would not be able to fight for a long time. But this was not a problem for Zhang Lin. Weight was a form of lethality. He had extremely high physical fitness, and with the restorative effect of the Miao sword, he could fight a protracted war.
The long sword appeared directly in Zhang Lin's hand without its sheath. He braved the remaining shockwaves of the explosion, darted out from behind the wall, and rushed outwards.
Where did he pull the knife from?
The people following Zhang Lin looked at each other, and all asked questions.
Zhang Lin has been here for so long, and no one has seen him carrying any weapons.
And it's such a long knife!
But there was no time to think about that now. As Zhang Lin charged ahead, everyone followed. This was the time to fight to the death. If they didn't take this opportunity to kill the Corpse King, it would soon be the Corpse King who would kill them.
The same thing happened in the other defense zones. Led by their respective captains, everyone rushed out. And the residents of Hope City, except for those who were too cowardly to go out, also rushed out.
At this moment, no one needs to mobilize them; anyone with a brain knows that if they don't fight desperately to kill zombies now, they will soon be the ones who die.
Lu Dazhao took the lead. His weapon resembled the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, even more flamboyant than Guan Yu's blade. He gave this weapon a very stylish name—the Cold and Elegant Saw.
Yes, they just directly used another name for the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.
He was already strong and powerful, and with the addition of a potion that enhanced his strength, he wielded his large sword with the speed and agility of a spinning wheel, leaving no room for escape. Any zombie that got close to him would be cut into several pieces.
"Hahaha..." Lu Dazhao had completely lost his usual composure and laughed wildly. After he rushed out for a few dozen meters and stopped to rest, the path behind him had become a bloody trail paved with the flesh and blood of zombies.
He turned his head and saw Zhang Lin rushing out as well.
Zhang Lin held a Miao sword. Although the blade was slender, it was quite long, measuring 1.6 meters, taller than some people. Zhang Lin held the handle with both hands, and each swing of the sword could cleave a zombie in two.
"That knife..."
Lu Dazhao glanced at it, slightly alarmed by the Miao knife. For some reason, he felt that the Miao knife was even more flamboyant than his own Cold Beauty Saw. The shape of the knife itself was nothing special, but the Miao knife had a unique, cold aura. "Damn it, it looks so ordinary!"
He was unconvinced and roared, "Zhang Lin, weapons are important, but the most important thing is the person who uses them. Just you wait and see, I will prove today that I am stronger than you!"
With a shout, Lu Dazhao charged out again, brandishing his broadsword. This time, his target was a zombie king in the distance.
"???" Zhang Lin was full of questions.
Did I say anything?
He didn't even make eye contact with him, so why did he suddenly go crazy?
But at this moment, Zhang Lin had no time to care about Lu Dazhao's mental state. He saw that Lu Dazhao had chosen his target, so he followed him.
The once dense and terrifying army of zombies was scattered by the explosives, with a large number dying and many others losing limbs and becoming incapacitated. A large area was cleared between the Zombie King and the people of Hope City.
This is the perfect opportunity to kill the Corpse King.
Although the Corpse King is positioned as the commander of the zombie army and is quite intelligent, they are also very powerful, and it would be difficult for Zhang Lin to kill them all by himself.
The most important thing to do now is to concentrate our efforts and eliminate the Corpse Kings one by one.
It is better to cut off one finger than to injure five of the enemy's fingers; this is a principle that all Chinese people understand.
"kill!!"
Everyone let out a deafening roar.
Zhang Lin wielded his long Miao sword, taking down at least one zombie with each strike. Sometimes, he would cut three zombies in half at the same time with a single blow.
The men from the Fifth Defense Zone followed behind Zhang Lin, and seeing how brave he was, they all quickened their pace.
At this moment, they were less than twenty meters away from the Corpse King.
"roar!!"
The Zombie King also saw the people charging towards it. Its red eyes looked at the crowd, and then its two giant hands picked up several zombies from the ground and threw them directly at the group.
Lu Dazhao had just killed two more zombies, but he didn't notice his head and was knocked to the ground by a zombie.
Zhang Lin, on the other hand, reacted quickly. Upon seeing the flying zombie, he sheathed his sword and slashed upwards, splitting the zombie in two, which then crashed heavily to the ground.
The people behind Zhang Lin weren't so lucky. When the zombies flew over, they were caught off guard. Two of them were knocked down by the zombies, while the rest scrambled to dodge before managing to kill the zombies that were thrown at them.
"Damn, this zombie king is so smart!"
Lu Dazhao angrily smashed the zombie that had hit his head to death, then stood up, only to see that Zhang Lin was completely unaffected and had already rushed to the vicinity of the zombie king.
"Damn it, you won by a small margin!"
He picked up his cold, sharp saw and roared at the men behind him, "Charge with me! This zombie king must be killed by our first defense zone!"
The people behind were speechless. At this point, all that mattered was killing the Corpse King; who cared who killed him?
Despite their inner complaints, everyone quickened their pace to keep up.
On the zombie king's side, Zhang Lin gripped the hilt of his knife with no skill and swung it forcefully, slicing seven or eight zombies in front of him in half at the same time. Then, he charged forward and finally broke through all obstacles, facing the zombie king face to face.
In the distance, the other zombie kings also noticed the situation. They commanded their zombie armies to surround the area and followed the zombie army towards it.
Time is running out for Zhang Lin and his men; they must kill the Corpse King as soon as possible!
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