Reunion with the Destroyer

Lin Feng led this group of Asgardian people, making their way through various streets.

At this moment, he finally had time to take a look at what the streets of Asgard were like.

The shops along the street weren't too different from those on Earth, except that they mostly had some Nordic flair.

It felt very much like the Western fantasy style written about in novels.

But it would be better without all those Chinese-style zombies.

Lin Feng led the people behind him quickly towards the center of the city, and no one spoke, only the sound of silent footsteps.

Just as the crowd was following safely behind Lin Feng, a zombie suddenly popped out of nowhere.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw its stiff body bouncing straight up.

"Get out of the way!"

These people were Lin Feng's guarantee for infiltrating the city center. If they all scattered or died in large numbers, he definitely wouldn't be able to explain himself.

After shouting, Lin Feng threw the Bifrost Sword in his hand.

The Bifrost Sword spun a few times in the air, then accurately hit the zombie that suddenly appeared on the forehead.

Clang!

The zombie's body tilted straight back, its hands, which were about to grab a mother and daughter in front of it, waving wildly in the air like two bamboo poles.

The frightened mother and daughter immediately turned pale, and the surrounding crowd quickly dispersed, leaving a large open space.

Lin Feng quickly ran to the zombie, picked up the Bifrost Sword that was tumbling in the air, and held it against the zombie's throat.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a gorgeous golden-red color quietly appeared in the narrow slits.

Heimdall's eyes can see through any part of the universe, and can be said to be a cosmic amplifier.

After Lin Feng devoured Heimdall, he inherited this ability.

He glanced around, and the objects blocking his view quickly dissipated one by one.

With Lin Feng's thoughts, zombies hidden in various places appeared before his eyes.

"Good heavens... there are so many..."

Within a few nearby streets, there were at least twenty or thirty zombies.

Moreover, these zombies were covered in hair, obviously having evolved.

Even more, several could fly, their straight bodies like rockets, rushing towards here.

"Everyone, run to the center of the city quickly!!"

The golden-red color in Lin Feng's eyes disappeared instantly, and then his face changed drastically.

Flying zombies might be even more powerful than Heimdall.

If these people stayed here, they would only be a burden to Lin Feng.

But the people didn't want to escape; they saw the zombie horde gradually emerging, and their bodies began to tremble, their legs going weak.

Fear eroded these people's hearts, making them unable to move their bodies at all.

Lin Feng glanced back and was filled with disdain.

This was still a country ruled by the Gods of the Nine Realms, and the psychological quality of the people here was like this.

He spat and then directly used mind control, instantly controlling everyone's consciousness.

Immediately, the expressions of everyone present became wooden, and then they turned around in unison and left towards the center of the city.

The uniform movements were like robots that had been programmed.

Lin Feng also controlled Lia and the other Asgardian warriors.

Dealing with these zombies, Lin Feng alone would at most delay things a bit, but there would be no trouble.

But with these people, he couldn't fully exert his strength, feeling constrained and uncomfortable.

After being controlled by Lin Feng, these people were no longer panicked, and even their escape became orderly.

The sound of their footsteps was comparable to a national military exercise.

After these people left, Lin Feng looked at the zombies that were gradually surrounding him, closed his eyes and opened them again, a pair of golden-red eyes emitting a dazzling light.

Boom!!!

Lin Feng didn't hold back, and his eyes suddenly shot out scorching golden-red energy rays.

The powerful light penetrated the corpses in front of him and directly hit the golden building behind them.

Rumble!!!

The golden high-rise slowly collapsed, and the building, nearly a hundred meters high, crashed down, with clouds of dust rising.

Whoosh!!!

As Lin Feng was dealing with these ordinary zombies, those flying zombies flew over Lin Feng's energy rays.

A pair of Claws tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Lin Feng saw the approaching flying zombies, blinked, and the golden-red energy rays vanished instantly.

He twirled the Bifrost Sword in his hand, and a golden sword flourish bloomed before him.

An eerie streamer instantly rose from Lin Feng's shoulder, rapidly spreading from his arm onto the Bifrost Sword.

"Come on! Let's play!"

Lin Feng watched as liquid-like flames rose on the sword's surface, the energy of the flames entwining around the Bifrost Sword, emitting a strange orange-red and ice-blue light.

The flying zombies closed in instantly, a good three or four of them, extending their straight arms, the nails on their ten fingers growing more than ten centimeters long in an instant.

Clang!!!

Lin Feng watched several pairs of long nails stabbing straight at him and swung his sword.

The zombie nails and Lin Feng's Bifrost Sword collided, and two completely different forces exploded into a dazzling light before Lin Feng.

In the next moment, the flying zombies flew backward, and Lin Feng also took a slight half-step back.

He hadn't held back at all in that strike, but Lin Feng had underestimated the power of these flying zombies.

Lin Feng estimated that these zombies might have been Gods of Asgard before they were infected.

Like Heimdall, only he didn't know why Heimdall hadn't evolved to this stage, while these ordinary Gods had reached the level of flying zombies.

If they evolved further...

Lin Feng's expression darkened. The next stage for a flying zombie was Kwaihbah.

When Kwaihbah appeared, it would cause drought for thousands of miles.

Just the passive drought ability alone was enough to make Lin Feng click his tongue in amazement.

"Can't let them live."

Lin Feng gripped the Bifrost Sword, the strange energy wrapped around it gradually disappearing, turning back into the energy-like streamer and returning to Lin Feng's shoulder, wrapping around his arm again.

Zombies at the flying zombie stage are between extreme yin and extreme yang.

As long as there is a suitable opportunity, they can instantly transform from the extreme yin body of a zombie to extreme yang.

At the same time, the terrifying Houyi ability would spread endlessly around them, like a dam that had burst.

The zombie's physical strength and intensity would once again climb to an incredible height, approaching that of a God.

Lin Feng had seen all this in the Mao Shan Mysticism book that Uncle Yu had given him. Although it was a bit far-fetched, the description on it was:

When Houyi appears, the land will be scorched for thousands of miles, and the Three Realms will be destroyed.

The reason Lin Feng cared so much was because of the last four words.

The Three Realms might have been three different worlds in the minds of ancient people.

But Lin Feng's understanding was that they were three different planets.

Chī!!!

Lin Feng stuck the Bifrost Sword into the ground, and he retracted the energy streamer wrapped around his body.

His streamer had the high heat of the Fire Dragon and the coldness of the Six-Eyed Ice-Blue Giant Bird, which could be considered yin and yang, so it couldn't be used.

Since this energy couldn't be used, then only the purest power remained.

Shuā!!!

Suddenly, a dense, blood-red tide swept over Lin Feng's appearance in the blink of an eye, and his appearance suddenly changed.

Two ferocious dragon horns on his head pointed straight at the sky, and on his rugged face, strange lines spread from the roots of the dragon horns, forming strange patterns on his face, and gradually merged with the dragon scale armor on his body at the neck.

At the joints of his body, protruding black spikes, like killing machines, emitted a chilling light.

Lin Feng raised his hand and squeezed it, and the dragon claws on the back of his hands, covered with countless barbs, made a dull sound.