In the dim light, of the four people lying on the ground, aside from the one holding a dagger, the rest remained completely motionless. Not only did they turn a blind eye to Chu Han attacking their companion, they seemed not to have seen it at all.
The eerie scene filled everyone with a sense of dread. These... were obviously dead people, weren't they?!
When had they died? Why had no one noticed?
At the same time, everyone's gaze focused on the man holding the dagger. Amid the Black Rain pouring down with a whoosh, no one could make out his face. Only his neat, well-dressed clothes drew their eyes instinctively. Many people had yet to realize what was wrong; they simply did not know why they kept looking at his clothes.
Then Chu Han's words exposed the truth at once. "His clothes are so neat and clean. He hasn't killed a single zombie, has he?"
Everyone immediately understood, especially those fighters standing within the gear formation. Their pupils contracted violently as one!
The next second—
Whoosh!
The dagger-wielding man suddenly sprang up and stabbed at Chu Han's chest. His speed and explosive power were so great that no one present could even catch his shadow.
"Scatter!" Chu Han shouted.
At the same time, he stepped into the center of the gear formation with one foot. With the other, he kicked several people out of the formation and into safety with several sharp smacks. Meanwhile, the Asura Battle Axe in his hand was raised horizontally before him at once, forcefully blocking the thrust!
Clang!
The two weapons collided in midair with a crisp ring.
Screech—
Sparks flashed under the rapid, violent friction, briefly illuminating the small space between Chu Han and the man. For an instant, they also lit up