I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade

Chapter 1293 - 307: Frostmourne’s Transformation, Don’t Be Like This

Lin Fan had witnessed many scenes in the apocalypse.

The terrifying atmosphere in front of him ranked first.

The crimson ground cracked open, and tentacles growing from the ground were writhing in all directions. Lin Fan, isolated and helpless, was surrounded, and to leave, he had to pass through the endless circle of tentacles.

"Such a shocking scene needs to be shared."

He picked up the camera hanging around his chest and aimed the lens. The shot wasn’t perfect, as the tentacles were too dense, obstructing each other, affecting the image’s composition. Thinking of a solution, he slightly bent his legs, sprang up like a rocket, and soared into the sky.

"So overwhelming."

Lin Fan couldn’t help exclaiming. The range of the tentacles created by the Creator was incredibly vast, orderly amidst the chaos.

He eagerly aimed the camera at the scene below.

Click!

Click!

The crisp sound of the shutter.

Preserving the scene before him forever.

Landing on the ground, he quickly checked the photos, becoming more and more awed. This was definitely the most shocking scene he had ever witnessed, incomparable to any other Creator.

As he was pondering these things, the situation suddenly changed. Those tentacles had obviously noticed Lin Fan’s presence, and with a whistling noise, they fiercely swooped down toward Lin Fan.

The tentacles moved very fast, but Lin Fan’s reflexes were even sharper. He shifted his steps and sidestepped, avoiding the attack. With a loud bang, a tentacle smashed into the ground with a heavy thud, cracking the ground and sending dirt flying. Lin Fan watched with wide eyes; it indeed was a formidable force.

Bang!

Bang!

In a flash, Lin Fan’s dodging figure became a blur, moving from side to side. Countless fleshy tentacles alternated, falling like a raging storm, seemingly blocking Lin Fan’s path. But Lin Fan always managed to find the gaps to move steadily in such a dense attack.

"The destructive power is real, just a bit slow."

Lin Fan dodged unhurriedly, pondering how big the opponent’s body might be. He should drag it out and take a good look. With that thought, he stopped dodging, waiting head-on for the tentacles to come. Without thinking twice, he grabbed a bunch of tentacles and yanked forcefully outward.

He could feel a massive creature hiding underground.

Bang!

Bang!

The ground continued to crack, and the hidden Creator beneath had nowhere to escape.

"Oh, it actually broke."

The captured tentacles snapped, not because they couldn’t withstand the force, but because the Creator hiding underground knew what Lin Fan intended to do and deliberately cut them off for self-preservation.

"Sticky mess, you’ve dirtied my hands." Lin Fan looked down at his hand and quickly swung his arm. In an instant, the dense afterimages and the whistling wind cleaned his previously sticky hand.

The tentacles protruding from the ground continually retracted. What was once a dense thicket was now almost gone in the blink of an eye, and in a moment of daze, even the few remaining ones disappeared without a trace.

"I’ve seen it all. Now you’re thinking of running as if I’m blind, Lin Fan. I’m not blind at all."

Lin Fan felt the vibrations in the ground. Although it looked fine on the surface, the fluctuations underground transmitted through his feet and into his body.

"You’re here; don’t think about escaping."

Lin Fan raised Frostmourne, leaping high, and swung the sword down towards the ground. The blade made contact with the ground, unleashing a powerful Sword Radiance. The previously intact ground instantly cracked open, extending into the distance, forming a chasm-like abyss.

"Aooo..."

A monstrous wail echoed from deep underground.

And shook the surroundings.

This was the voice of the Creator, but what puzzled Lin Fan was that the Creators are also zombies, without sensation. Why did this Creator emit such a wretched scream?

"Creator, come out. I know your roots are here. Hiding is useless. Rest assured, I’m a friendly human, fond of communication. Can you come out and talk to me?"

Lin Fan’s words were gentle, hoping his sincerity could touch the Creator’s cold heart, hoping it would come out by itself. Hiding was unnecessary.

The Creator buried deep underground naturally heard Lin Fan’s words.

It felt furious inside.

Friendly?

Friendly my foot.

Who would, in a friendly situation, split the ground open, causing severe damage to its back, leaving it feeling like its back was about to be ripped in two?

If its head hadn’t been uninjured, just that previous strike might have finished it.

"I’ve been so friendly, yet it’s still not coming out?"

After landing, Lin Fan still saw no sign of the Creator. Yet, the copious blood spraying out from the rift showed that the Creator hiding underground was indeed wounded by his earlier strike.

"It wasn’t my intention to hurt you just now; sorry for that. You really don’t need to be tense."

Lin Fan continued to persuade the other.

He hoped the Creator realized that everything could begin with communication, and whether they could continue to communicate smoothly afterward was another matter.

Seeing that the other still showed no intention of coming out,

Lin Fan raised his sword, leapt forward quickly, surpassing the Creator’s escape path, and swung across. The Sword Radiance appeared, slicing downward. With continuous booming sounds, the ground ahead was severed, cutting off the Creator’s route.