His Last Words Were Kind

Lin Dong analyzed the situation as well. Of all the awakened ones he had hunted, Lü Hao was probably the strongest.

With Earth Type abilities, he excelled in both offense and defense.

Still, it was time to end this...

With a thought from Lin Dong, his domain expanded to its limit. A powerful pressure descended, making Lü Hao's body sink as he nearly collapsed to the ground.

His body was severely overdrawn. He had already reached his limit.

Lin Dong flashed forward and drove a fist into his chest.

"Boom!"

The blow shattered the dirt surrounding Lü Hao. He flew backward like a kite with its string cut, smashed through the wall behind him, and was sent outside the building.

"Cough! Cough, cough!"

Lü Hao lay on the ground, coughing up blood nonstop. He could no longer rise to his feet. The bright light outside felt especially blinding to him.

A host of zombies was already closing in around him.

Among them was Tank, casually tossing a head in his right hand like a ball. It was the Red-Faced Zombie King's head...

There was also Little Eight. Blood still dripped from her sharp bone claws as she wore a strange smile and tilted her head to examine the man on the ground.

Behind them stood over a thousand Elite Zombies. Having just defeated Red-Faced and gone through a slaughter, their excitement had yet to fade.

"Am I going to die...?"

Lü Hao stared at those terrifying faces as his vision grew blurrier and blurrier.

He had long imagined that this day would come. He just had not expected it to arrive so soon. He was about to leave this cruel world. From now on, nothing would have anything to do with him anymore. At that moment, Lü Hao looked somewhat relieved.

Then let's say goodbye properly...

Lin Dong stepped forward and looked down at him. He found Lü Hao's gaze complicated, yet carrying a sense of release.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"Uh..."

Lü Hao froze. He had not expected this zombie to speak, much less in such a deep, magnetic voice. It sounded nothing like the cold-blooded killer who had just slaughtered people.

For a moment, he had the illusion that the one standing before him was human.

"Cough... cough. Kid, I know you're strong, but don't get complacent. Tech Company... isn't as simple as you think. They have many classified projects... ones that will never be made public. Those are the real focus..."

"Mm."

Lin Dong nodded. He had already guessed as much. Their true trump cards would not be casually posted online. The Zombie Elimination Plan and King Hunt Operation were merely meant to boost public confidence.

Lü Hao's eyes grew increasingly unfocused as he began muttering two words.

"Wraiths... Wraiths... They're feeding zombies... cultivating wraiths."

A chilly breeze swept past, and Lü Hao's pupils dilated.

He had completely stopped breathing.

The surroundings fell silent. Tank stopped playing with Red-Faced's head and turned to whisper to Doctor beside him.

"Hey, what did that human mean just now?"

"Emmm... With your intelligence, I don't know how to explain it to you," Doctor said thoughtfully.

"Oh..."

Tank nodded as if he understood.

But after thinking it over, he felt that something was off.

Was Doctor calling him stupid?

Little Eight and the others came to Lin Dong's side, tilting their heads as they examined Lü Hao's corpse.

"My King, I think that human said something pretty good before he died."

"That's called, 'When a man is about to die, his words are kind.'"

Lin Dong pulled out a literary phrase.

Naturally, the zombies around him could not understand it, especially Tank. But Tank had a particularly strong thirst for knowledge.

"Huh? Boss, what does that mean?"

"It means... if a human speaks rudely, beat him until he's nearly dead, and then he'll start talking nicely."

"Oh, so that's what it means!"

Tank understood this time. He had learned something new and was delighted, treating it as a profound saying.

As expected of the boss. Everything he said made sense.

At the same time, Tank shot Doctor a disdainful glance. The meaning was... if you couldn't explain it so I understood, then the problem was with your intelligence!

This great battle finally came to an end.

The streets were covered in chunks of flesh, severed limbs, and broken arms. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but devastation.

A flock of black crows cawed as they pecked at the scattered meat on the ground. To scavengers, zombie flesh was especially delicious as well.

"Let's go. We're heading back!"

Lin Dong issued the command.

"Roar—"

The zombies behind him let out fierce roars. Victorious from battle, they were like soldiers returning in triumph, their hearts filled with excitement.

They had taken down the Red-Faced Zombie King, and their territory had expanded.

It now stretched from the high-rise building all the way to the park, three times larger than before.

After this battle, Lin Dong obtained six Crystal Cores. It was truly a bountiful haul.

Over the following days.

Lin Dong continued lying low at home as usual.

He absorbed Crystal Cores, ate meat, drank blood, and constantly replenished his energy.

Tank, Little Eight, and Doctor, however, had been quite busy lately. With their territory enlarged, the three kings had taken in many new subordinates.

Their forces had gone from two thousand to ten thousand in the blink of an eye, and the numbers were still steadily growing.

Thus, Lin Dong became the Zombie King who commanded the Myriad Zombie Horde!

Still, he felt it was not enough. If "hundred" were added before it, it would be barely acceptable...

Moreover, the newly recruited underlings were not elite enough. They were only stationed around the outskirts of the territory.

The original two thousand Elite Zombies still guarded the area around the high-rise building, serving as Lin Dong's "personal guard"!

After the territory expanded.

Tank was the happiest of all. With nothing better to do, he wandered around everywhere, patrolling back and forth. He had become a street loiterer, checking for intruders or anything that had slipped inside.

When he was lucky, he could even catch a few survivors for a snack. Life was going wonderfully...

If even his underlings lived so comfortably, Lin Dong himself was naturally even more carefree.

After that battle, no one dared to provoke him anymore.

And before anyone realized it.

Lin Dong had become humanity's nightmare!

On Tech Company's official website, the photos of Lü Hao and the others had all turned gray, indicating that this King-Hunting Action Squad had been completely wiped out!

Since Tech Company began its operations, casualties had been common, but this was the first complete team wipe.

People paid particular attention to this incident.

"Lü Hao was a B+ awakened one, yet he was actually killed by zombies!"

"That's awful... An entire squad died!"

"I really wonder what they ran into."

"A Wraith Zombie, obviously! I heard a drone captured a photo of it!"

"Really?"

"..."

Lin Dong scrolled down and found that there really was a photo. Since it had been taken from very far away, it was not very clear.

It showed a young figure standing at the edge of the high-rise rooftop.

A flock of crows circled around him.

It gave off a somewhat dark, gothic feel.

The comments on this photo had already surpassed those about the King-Hunting Action Squad's annihilation.

"Damn! Is that really a zombie?"

"It feels... so oppressive!"

"It's just too blurry, and the crows are blocking it. You can't see his face clearly."

"This isn't an ordinary zombie. It's a Wraith Zombie! Who knows how many people it has slaughtered."

"Even so... why do I think he's so handsome?"