Chapter 270: Chapter 270: Restrained

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming glared darkly at the young man who was cursing loudly, as the violent elements surged through his body in an instant.

No one who ever spoke to him like that had lived to tell the tale.

The young man was stout and had the Gold Ability as a foundation, believing himself to have some prestige among the survivors.

He was usually quite arrogant.

Having been inexplicably bumped into, he wasn’t prepared to take a loss.

He had seen pictures of the Zombie King, but it was just a brief acquaintance, and he didn’t connect the cold-looking man in front of him with the Zombie King.

The young man arrogantly stared at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, completely unaware that the nearby zombies were trembling almost to the point of collapse.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s fingers slightly tightened, with a faint black flame seeping from his fingertips, ready to erupt at any moment.

Flickering in and out.

The scent of flesh and blood filled his nostrils, and he could no longer hear what the other was saying.

Involuntarily, he swallowed, his mind overwhelmed with a bloodthirsty rage.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming squinted his eyes, casting a gloomy glance at the young man, a soft face flashing in his mind.

This is not that hellish world.

No matter what, he couldn’t taint this world.

A trace of gloom flickered in his eyes as Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s throat moved slightly, then he turned and left.

“Hey! Can you speak? You haven’t apologized yet!”

Completely unaware that he had just escaped a disaster, the young man saw Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming about to leave and arrogantly rushed in front of him.

Acting as if he couldn’t leave without apologizing.

“Get lost!”

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s voice was sinister, his fingers getting tighter.

The flesh was right in front of him, taunting unrestrainedly.

If this were that hellish future, this person would have long been shredded and fed to the zombies!

The voice of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was icy to the core, yet he emitted no significant aura of power.

In Zhang Yiming’s eyes, this pile of flesh that could shout was merely a meal on a plate.

Prey that wasn’t worthy of eliciting a fierce presence from him.

The young man was not frightened by Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s voice but instead became enraged.

“Hey! Pretty boy’s got quite the temper!”

The burly young man was enveloped in a faint yellow glow, his fist swinging fiercely toward Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s face.

Accustomed to being domineering.

Seeing someone like Zhang Yiming, he thought was just a powerless pretty boy, frail.

The gloom in Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s eyes instantly became sharp as he slowly raised his hand to meet the young man’s fist.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming appeared to be using no strength, holding his hand loosely.

The young man looked at the slender, fair fist and snorted coldly.

Good-looking but useless.

With one punch, he thought he could fracture this pretty boy’s bones severely.

As a strong-bodied Gold Ability User, he held his pride.

Considering himself superior as a Superpower User, above ordinary people.

He completely ignored the occasional black flame leaping from Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s hand.

However, as he struck Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s seemingly soft fist, he saw black blood seep out from the fair fist.

Instantly, his face went pale.

He realized something suddenly and wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too late.

He’d already used all his strength when swinging his fist at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

He watched as the fair and soft-looking fist met his sandbag-sized yellow-glowing fist.

The sandbag-sized yellow fist twisted in a bizarre fashion instantly upon impact with the soft fist.

All five fingers had their own ideas.

Each finger twisted in a different direction.

Crack~

The young man heard the sound of bones snapping.

From the fingers to the entire arm, it twisted instantly, bones snapping into several sections, the white broken bones instantly piercing the skin.

The pain pierced through his arm into his mind in an instant.

“Ahーー”

The young man screamed a piercing scream.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming smiled wickedly at the corners of his mouth.

What a beautiful sound.

The young man’s tall body curled up in pain, sweating profusely, looking in terror at the young man in front of him with the wicked smile.

“Brother, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, please, spare me! I won’t dare again!”

The young man wanted to slap himself a couple of times to show his sincerity.

But the pain in his arm only let him curl on the ground, unable to move.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming tugged at the corners of his lips toward the young man, with a charming smile, “…Too late.”

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sound of fists meeting flesh rang out.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s slender arms rose and fell, over and over.

The seemingly soft fingers, whenever applied to the young man’s body, would cause bones to fracture and twist instantly.

The sound of bones snapping continued endlessly.

The young man’s terrified gaze soon became unfocused.

Then, there was no more trace of life.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming squinted his eyes, his fist rising and falling, savoring this beautiful music with his ears.

Red blood slowly oozed from every place on the young man’s body.

Every piece of bone tore through the skin, revealing the pale white bone.

This was only the power of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s fist.

Once, twice.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming stared intensely at the red blood, his pale fist landing heavily on the young man’s body.

The red blood stained his fingers, and Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming instinctively brought the blood-stained fingers to his lips.

The taste of fresh blood stimulated his taste buds, the flesh and blood being the only scent he could perceive.

His mind went blank for a moment.

The bloodthirsty nature screamed madly in his mind.

Eat it!

Devour this pile of flesh and blood in front of you!

Amongst the rampant emotions in his mind appeared a face again.

That face, so clean, it made this world clean too.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s blood-stained fingers stiffened for a moment, forcing himself to suppress the strong bloodthirsty desire within his heart.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Even though the young man had been twisted into a bizarre state, he still kept striking down heavily.

Red flesh flew everywhere, and he gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the rampant bloodthirst in his mind.

Red blood splattered on his face, with flesh within reach.

The intense bloodthirsty brainwaves emanated from his mind, fist meeting flesh, yet he never opened his mouth to devour the flesh.

This world could not be stained.

The intense bloodthirsty brainwaves spread across several miles, infecting all zombies.

The zombies, who had been trembling and kneeling in fear moments ago, began to stir restlessly, maddeningly rushing towards the areas with the scent of flesh and blood.

The roar of zombies was ceaseless.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s face was gloomy, eyes fixed intensely on the pile of flesh in front of him, control reaching its peak.

He clenched his teeth tightly.

“Friend, this is my territory, please leave.”

A warm voice sounded, and at the same time, a gentle brainwave instantly spread out.

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