God Zombie

"This place! Tsk, tsk! No wonder it's a coveted sanctuary in the universe."

Lin Feng entered the city of Asgard, gazing at the buildings towering into the sky on either side, and couldn't help but exclaim.

The buildings in Asgard didn't have the old-fashioned Nordic style one might expect. Instead, various gaudy gold colors filled Lin Feng's vision.

Lin Feng looked at these tall buildings resembling various temples and curiously walked into one to take a look.

He didn't know what this building was for.

Standing outside, he had seen flames flickering halfway up.

When Lin Feng walked in, he only saw a few zombies cornering an Asgardian warrior in golden armor.

This warrior was quite strong. Facing the combined pressure of these zombies, he still had the strength to resist.

"Help!"

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

He saw Lin Feng through the gaps between the zombies' heads, not having time to observe carefully, assuming Lin Feng was also an Asgardian fleeing for his life.

Lin Feng looked at the golden-armored warrior being cornered by the zombies, and a mischievous plan suddenly popped into his head.

He stepped forward, waving Heimdall's golden greatsword, and sent the zombies flying. Then, he pulled the cornered warrior up and ran to the stairwell.

These zombies, infected Asgardians, seemed ridiculously strong.

Lin Feng had just reached the stairwell when he felt a gust of wind behind him.

He threw the warrior next to him forward and swung the golden greatsword backward.

Clang!!!

The golden greatsword and the head of the zombie attacking from behind collided with a crisp, metallic sound, and a burst of dazzling sparks erupted from the point of impact.

Lin Feng looked at the zombie flying backward. Judging from its clothing, it must have been an ordinary Asgardian civilian before being infected.

How could it have such great power after infection, almost comparable to the Hulk after his transformation?

Lin Feng raised the golden greatsword in his hand and glanced at it. There wasn't even a nick after such a collision. This thing was truly a divine artifact.

"Thank you for saving me."

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

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

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

"What happened here? Where did these monsters come from? Why isn't anyone coming to save us?"

Lin Feng pretended to be an ordinary civilian, asking with a frightened expression.

"A strange plague has infected Asgard. Heimdall has turned into a terrifying monster. We can't resist at all.

Prince Thor is still in Midgard. Our King, Father Odin, is nowhere to be found. The high-level leaders of Asgard are gone. We've been abandoned..."

The warrior despairingly took off his helmet. Lin Feng saw that he looked like his faith had collapsed.

It seemed that Asgard ruled its people through theocracy. Once these ordinary Asgardians felt abandoned, their faith would collapse.

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

Lin Feng held up the Bifrost Sword in front of him. The imposing golden greatsword made people couldn't help but focus their attention on it.

"Heimdall..."

The warrior murmured Heimdall's name. He seemed to have recalled some terrible memory.

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

"Unfortunately, the Bifrost is broken somehow. Otherwise, we could leave this terrible place through the Bifrost."

The warrior said with a dim look in his eyes.

"We can find the engineers who can repair the Bifrost. With them, we can definitely leave after repairing the Bifrost."

Lin Feng encouraged the warrior, speaking with a firm tone.

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

The warrior pointed to the two holes on his neck. Wisps of blood flowed out of them, but the blood was as thick as glue.

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

Lin Feng turned around and kicked the zombies away like grasshoppers. The golden greatsword in his hand was instantly thrown out by him, pinning a zombie to the ground like an arrow released from a bow.

He relied on his powerful strength to forcibly break through the zombies' defenses.

"The engineers who can repair the Bifrost live in the city center. Kill me and go there to find hope for survival."

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

Lin Feng looked at him like this and stepped forward, piercing his chest with one hand.

"I'm not killing you. I just need your identity, and..."

Lin Feng looked at the warrior's eyes, which had not yet lost their light, and said something that shocked him greatly.

"This plague in your Asgard was unleashed by me, hahaha!!!"

Lin Feng devoured the warrior as he watched the man's gaze turn to shocked disbelief.

"Turns out he was just a frontier soldier, knows so little."

This warrior was just stationed in Alfheim, responsible for security there.

Since the Nine Realms aligned, riots had broken out in various regions.

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

Unexpectedly, not long after he returned, the Bifrost was destroyed, and then the plague broke out.

"This identity is quite useful. This guy doesn't have many friends, and his comrades are still in Alfheim. In Asgard, probably no one knows him except the staff who record the soldiers."

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

After devouring a local of Asgard, Lin Feng also learned what this building he entered was for.

This building was an apartment-like structure, housing various tenants.

In Asgard, apart from the ruling Gods, civilians still needed to work and live to maintain the normal operation of the nation.

"Go to the city center, that Temple."

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

His foot instantly changed, with muscles bulging out.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng's foot turned into a thick, beast-like paw.

Its proportion was very inconsistent with his own body.

Thump!!!

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

The zombie's head exploded like a water-filled balloon, and the filth inside burst out, splattering everywhere.

Lin Feng shook the sword in his hand, and his foot slowly returned to its original shape.

He devoured the blood that had splattered on his body.

Then, Lin Feng walked out of the building, looked at the tallest Temple in the city, and walked over with a meaningful smile on his lips.