God Zombies

"This house! Damn! No wonder it's a holy land coveted throughout the universe."

Lin Feng walked into the city of Asgard. Looking at the buildings soaring into the heavens on both sides, he could not help but remark.

Asgard's buildings did not have the old-fashioned Nordic style he had imagined. Instead, dazzling shades of nouveau riche gold filled Lin Feng's vision.

Looking at these high-rises styled like various temples, Lin Feng curiously entered one to take a look.

He had no idea what this building was for.

When he had looked at it from outside, flames had been pouring from halfway up.

When Lin Feng entered, he saw only several zombies pinning an Asgardian warrior in golden armor against the wall.

This warrior was quite strong. Even under the combined pressure of several zombies, he still had the strength to resist.

"Help!!"

The Asgardian soldier immediately cried for help when he saw Lin Feng.

He had spotted Lin Feng through the gaps between the zombies' crowded heads. Without time to examine him closely, he simply assumed Lin Feng was another Asgardian fleeing for his life.

As Lin Feng looked at the golden-armored warrior pinned against the wall by several zombies, a wicked plan suddenly formed in his mind.

He stepped forward, swung Heimdall's golden greatsword, and sent the zombies flying. Then he grabbed the pinned warrior and ran toward the stairwell.

The zombies transformed from infected Asgardians seemed absurdly powerful.

The moment Lin Feng reached the stairwell, he felt a vicious gust attack from behind.

He threw the warrior beside him forward, then swung the golden greatsword behind him in a heavy slash.

Clang!!!

The golden greatsword struck the head of the zombie that had ambushed him from behind with a crisp metallic ring. A burst of dazzling sparks erupted from the point of impact.

Looking at the zombie sent flying backward, Lin Feng judged from its clothing that it had probably been an ordinary Asgardian civilian before infection.

How could it possess such enormous strength after being infected? It was no weaker than Hulk had been just after transforming.

Lin Feng raised the golden greatsword in his hand and glanced at it. It had not even chipped after that collision. This thing really was a divine weapon.

"Thank you for saving me."

At that moment, the warrior's voice came from behind Lin Feng.

He turned around, and his gaze first fell on the warrior's neck.

When Lin Feng saw the two bloody holes on that neck, his expression darkened. He knew this man was beyond saving.

"What happened here? Where did these monsters come from? Why has no one come to save us?"

Lin Feng pretended to be an ordinary civilian and asked fearfully.

"A strange plague infected Asgard. Heimdall turned into a terrifying monster, and we simply cannot resist it.

Prince Thor is still in Midgard. Our king, Father Odin, is nowhere to be found. Asgard's high-ranking leaders have all disappeared. We've been abandoned..."

The warrior removed his helmet in despair. From the look on his face, Lin Feng felt as if his faith had collapsed.

It seemed Asgard ruled its civilians through divine authority. Once ordinary Asgardians felt they had been abandoned, their faith would crumble.

"I found this, but I didn't see Heimdall..."

Lin Feng held the Bifrost Sword before him. The imposing golden greatsword irresistibly drew the eye.

"Heimdall..."

The warrior muttered Heimdall's name, as though he had recalled some terrifying memory.

His body suddenly shuddered, and he shifted his gaze away from the golden greatsword.

"Unfortunately, the Bifrost seems to have broken somehow. Otherwise, we could have left this terrible place through the Bifrost."

The warrior spoke with dim eyes.

"We can find engineers capable of repairing the Bifrost. With them, once it's fixed, we'll definitely be able to leave."

Lin Feng encouraged the warrior in a resolute tone.

"I'm beyond saving. Before long, I'll become like that too."

The warrior pointed at the two holes in his neck. Strands of blood flowed from them, but the blood was as thick as glue.

He looked at the zombies leaping up behind Lin Feng again, his eyes filled with despair.

Lin Feng turned around and kicked away the grasshopper-like zombies. The golden greatsword in his hand shot out in an instant, pinning one zombie to the ground like an arrow released from a bowstring.

Relying on his immense strength, he forcibly broke through the zombies' defenses.

"The engineers capable of repairing the Bifrost all live in the city center. After you kill me, go there and seek a chance to survive."

The warrior slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to descend.

Looking at him, Lin Feng stepped forward and pierced his chest with one hand.

"I'm not killing you. I only need your identity. Besides..."

Looking into the warrior's eyes, which had not yet lost their light, Lin Feng said something that shocked him beyond belief.

"The plague in your Asgard was released by me. Hahahaha!!!"

Seeing the warrior's horrified, disbelieving gaze, Lin Feng devoured him.

"So he was only a frontier soldier. He knew so little."

This warrior had merely been stationed in Alfheim, responsible for security there.

After the Nine Realms had been connected into one, riots had broken out in every region.

He had just finished suppressing the riots in Alfheim and returned to Asgard for vacation.

He had not expected that, shortly after returning,

the Bifrost would be destroyed, followed immediately by the outbreak of the plague.

"This identity is quite useful. This guy had no friends, and his comrades are all still in Alfheim. In Asgard, probably no one knows him except the staff who keep soldier records."

Lin Feng's appearance gradually changed into that of the warrior, and his voice changed as well.

After devouring an Asgardian native, Lin Feng also learned what the building he had entered was for.

This building was something like an apartment complex, with all kinds of tenants living inside.

In Asgard, aside from the ruling Gods, civilians still had to work and live to keep the nation of Asgard functioning normally.

"To the city center, to that temple."

Lin Feng walked over to the zombie pinned to the ground by the Bifrost Sword. He pulled out the golden blade and stepped on the zombie's head.

His foot changed instantly, muscles bulging in thick ridges.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng's foot had become a thick, powerful beast-like paw.

It looked completely out of proportion to the rest of his body.

Boom!!!

Lin Feng stomped down expressionlessly, and a dull sound rang out.

The zombie's head beneath his foot exploded like a water-filled balloon. The filth inside burst out with it, splattering everywhere.

Lin Feng shook the sword in his hand, and his foot slowly returned to normal.

The blood splashed onto his body was devoured clean as well.

Then Lin Feng walked out of the building. Gazing at the tallest temple in the city, he curled his lips into a meaningful smile and headed toward it.