Goodbye, Destroyer

Lin Feng led this group of Asgardian civilians through street after street.

Only now did he have the time to take a look at what Asgard's streets were like.

The shops lining the streets were not all that different from those on Earth, except that most carried a Nordic style.

It was much like the Western fantasy style described in novels.

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

Lin Feng hurried toward the city center with the civilians behind him. No one spoke; only the sound of silent footsteps remained.

Just as the crowd was safely following behind Lin Feng, a zombie suddenly sprang out from somewhere.

Its body bounced upright, and Lin Feng spotted it the moment he turned around.

"Move!"

These people were his guarantee for infiltrating the city center. If they all scattered or were mostly killed and wounded, he would have no way to explain himself.

After shouting, Lin Feng hurled the Bifrost Sword from his hand.

The Bifrost Sword spun several times through the air before striking the suddenly emerged zombie squarely in the forehead.

Clang!

The zombie's body tilted stiffly backward. Its hands, which had been about to seize a mother and daughter ahead of it, flailed wildly in the air like two bamboo poles.

The terrified mother and daughter went pale, while the surrounding civilians hurriedly scattered aside and cleared a large open space.

Lin Feng rushed up to the zombie, caught the Bifrost Sword as it spun through the air, and pressed the blade against the zombie's throat.

His eyes narrowed, and a gorgeous golden-red hue quietly emerged within the thin slits.

Heimdall's eyes could see anywhere in the universe; they were practically a universe-sized magnifier.

After devouring Heimdall, Lin Feng had inherited this ability as well.

He swept his gaze around and saw the objects blocking his vision rapidly vanish one after another.

At Lin Feng's will, zombies hidden throughout the area appeared before his eyes.

"Well, damn... there are still this many..."

There were at least twenty or thirty zombies in the nearby streets.

Moreover, all of them were covered in fur, clearly having evolved.

Several could even fly, their rigid bodies shooting this way like rockets.

"Everyone, run to the city center now!!"

The golden-red glow in Lin Feng's eyes vanished instantly, and his expression changed drastically.

Flying zombies might be even stronger than Heimdall.

If these civilians stayed here, they would only become dead weight for Lin Feng.

But it was not as though the civilians did not want to flee. The moment they saw the zombie horde gradually emerging, their whole bodies began to tremble and their legs went weak.

Fear ate away at their hearts, leaving them unable to move their bodies at all.

Lin Feng glanced back, his heart full of disdain.

This was supposed to be a nation ruled by the Gods of the Nine Realms, yet its civilians had such weak nerves.

He spat, then directly used mental control, seizing control of everyone's consciousness in an instant.

Immediately, everyone's expressions turned blank. Then they all turned around and headed toward the city center.

Their synchronized movements made them look like programmed robots.

Lin Feng controlled Lia and the other Asgardian warriors as well.

Against these zombies, Lin Feng alone might only be delayed a little; they would not cause him any real trouble.

But with these people tagging along, he could not even use his full strength. It was far too restricting.

After being controlled by Lin Feng, the civilians no longer panicked. Even their retreat became orderly.

Their marching footsteps were comparable to a national military drill.

After the civilians left, Lin Feng looked at the zombies gradually closing in. He closed and opened his eyes, and a pair of golden-red pupils radiated dazzling light.

Boom!!!

Lin Feng did not hold back. Scorching golden-red Energy Rays suddenly burst from his eyes.

The powerful beams pierced through the zombies before him and blasted directly into the golden building behind them.

Rumble!!!

The golden high-rise slowly collapsed. The nearly hundred-meter-tall building crashed down, kicking up clouds of dust.

Whoosh!!!

As Lin Feng dealt with the ordinary zombies, the flying zombies soared over his Energy Rays and rushed at him.

Their claws tore through the air with piercing howls.

Seeing the flying zombies attack, Lin Feng blinked, and the golden-red Energy Rays immediately disappeared.

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

Strange ribbons rose from Lin Feng's shoulders in the blink of an eye, rapidly spreading down his arms and onto the Bifrost Sword.

"Come on! Let's have some fun!"

Lin Feng watched liquid-like flames rise over the blade. The fiery energy coiled around the Bifrost Sword, emitting strange orange-red and ice-blue light.

The flying zombies closed in instantly. There were three or four of them, and they stretched out their rigid arms as the nails on their fingers shot out more than ten centimeters in an instant.

Clang!!!

Facing several pairs of long nails stabbing straight at him, Lin Feng swung his sword.

The zombie nails collided with Lin Feng's Bifrost Sword, and two utterly different powers exploded into a dazzling flash before him.

The next moment, the flying zombies were sent hurtling backward, while Lin Feng himself took half a step back.

He had not held back at all in that strike, but he had underestimated the power of these flying zombies.

Lin Feng guessed that before being infected, these zombies might have been Asgardian Gods.

Like Heimdall, except for some reason, Heimdall had not evolved to this level, while these ordinary Gods had reached the stage of flying zombies.

If they evolved any further...

Lin Feng's expression darkened. Beyond the flying zombie stage was Kwaihbah.

When Kwaihbah emerged, drought would spread for a thousand miles.

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

"They can't be left alive."

Lin Feng gripped the Bifrost Sword. The strange energy coiling around it gradually faded, reverting into energy-like ribbons that returned to his shoulders and wrapped around his arms again.

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

With only the right opportunity, they could transform from bodies of extreme yin into extreme yang in an instant.

At the same time, the terrifying power of Houyi would spread endlessly into the surroundings like water bursting through a dam.

Their physical strength and toughness would rise once more to an unbelievable level, approaching that of gods.

Lin Feng had read all of this in the book of Mao Shan Mysticism Uncle Yu had given him. It sounded somewhat absurd, but that was how it was described there.

When Houyi emerged, a thousand miles would become barren, and the Three Realms would be destroyed.

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

To ancient people, the Three Realms might have meant three different worlds.

But Lin Feng understood it as three different planets.

Screech!!!

Lin Feng drove the Bifrost Sword into the ground and withdrew the energy ribbons wrapped around his body.

His ribbons possessed the searing heat of the Fire Dragon and the cold of the Six-Eyed Ice-Blue Giant Bird. That also counted as yin and yang, so he could not use them.

Since he could not use that energy, only the purest form of strength remained.

Whoosh!!!

Suddenly, a dense crimson tide swept over Lin Feng's body in the blink of an eye, and his appearance abruptly changed.

Two savage dragon horns thrust toward the heavens from his head. Strange patterns spread from the bases of the horns across his hard features, forming bizarre markings on his face before gradually blending into the dragon-scale armor covering his neck and body.

At every joint on his body, protruding black spikes emerged like a killing machine, gleaming with an icy chill.

Lin Feng raised a hand and clenched it. The dragon claws covered in countless barbs across their backs let out a dull rumble.