CHAPTER 982: CHAPTER 231: FEAR, TERROR, AND HELPLESSNESS

The other’s words made it seem as if he was looking at it like a monkey.

Damn it.

The Corpse God adjusted its mindset and continued, "No, believe what I say, okay? I’m different from other zombies. I have the intention to coexist peacefully with humans."

Buzz!

Lin Fan lightly waved the Frostmourne again, smiling, "Alright, stop talking. I understand everything you’ve said. Now, I’m giving you a chance to perform, because you are the Creator. I want to see what other abilities you have."

"Please begin your performance. When I feel that your performance is over, I will cut you down with the Frostmourne from the book."

He must familiarize himself with all the abilities of the Creators he encounters.

Not a single one can be overlooked.

The evolution of the Creators has gradually surpassed his imagination, giving him a bit of pressure.

This pressure doesn’t come from strength but from the unknown evolution.

"Please wait, hear me out," the Corpse God hastily said.

Splurt!

Sword Radiance flickered.

The corpse stared blankly at the severed tentacle; the other had already made a move. As the tentacle was severed, within moments, it regrew.

Lin Fan said, "Hmm, the ability of Rebirth of severed limbs is one that many Creators possess. It is indeed a common ability. Quickly demonstrate any other abilities you have, I am ready."

He is already a qualified Doomsday survivor, a Creator observer.

"You really don’t want to believe what I say?"

The Corpse God’s voice seemed low but was actually a bit panicked; it knew the other was serious, and continuing idle talk was useless. It had to resist to survive, but resistance might also be futile; the outcome was already determined.

With the ability to foresee the future, the Corpse God had simulated it many times. When it attacked with its tentacles, the other would wave the Frostmourne and mercilessly cut off its tentacles, which was truly terrifying.

Splurt!

Another slash was swung; Sword Radiance appeared and slashed through the twisting tentacles of the Corpse God. This swing was much more powerful than before, with a broader range.

"If I were you, I wouldn’t ask such pointless questions. Have you ever seen someone who says they believe you then make the first move?"

Lin Fan chopped while speaking, always waiting for the Corpse God to attack.

"You detestable fellow."

The Corpse God finally revealed its true face, but within its foresight, it found no moves could defeat the other, and the result was always the same.

This result was not something the Corpse God was willing to see.

Damn it!

Without thinking much, the Corpse God acted. Even if the result was the same, it had to make a move.

Whoosh!

The Corpse God swung its fleshy tentacles quickly; the sound of breaking through the air was constant, formed by pushing speed to the extreme, an impact that no one could withstand.

Even with the enhanced War Armor, it’s still hard to withstand, and it would definitely result in being torn to pieces in an instant.

But such an offensive.

In Lin Fan’s eyes, it was merely like a child playing with plastic toys; Sword Radiance appeared, forming an intertwining net, breaking down the seemingly fierce fleshy tentacles into pieces of flesh falling to the ground.

"Any other methods? I know you can’t just have this much skill," Lin Fan said.

In his eyes, the Corpse God’s offensive was somewhat monotonous and boring.

"Lin Fan, do you really think I, the Corpse God, only have this tiny bit of ability?" the Corpse God said in anger and shame.

"Oh, then showcase it,"

Lin Fan said very politely.

He was somewhat looking forward to what kind of brilliant light the Corpse God would show when it wanted to display its abilities.

Suddenly.

The Corpse God’s large, disgusting fleshy body started vibrating at a frequency, with viscous liquid flowing down.

Lin Fan looked forward to it, seeing the Corpse God’s state; perhaps it was really about to erupt.

While he was speculating.

A sharp shriek erupted, forming a very strong shockwave, sound waves surged layer upon layer like waves.

Crack!

Crack!

The cavern walls split open, the cracks spreading like a web in all directions.

"Blatant sound waves are indeed strong."

Lin Fan could already feel this substantial impact, his clothes fluttered and clung to his body; the Corpse God was truly terrifying. If he weren’t here, anyone else would have bled from every orifice and died from the sound wave, absolutely unable to withstand it.

The sound waves continued.

Seeing the cavern walls cracking severely, Lin Fan reminded, "That’s enough, I’ve felt this move, it really is powerful. There’s no need to continue like this; we can change to a different method."

Humiliation, this was humiliation.

The Corpse God had never felt such humiliation.

Damn it!

The sound waves gradually subsided.

Seeing Lin Fan standing unmoved, it was actually within its expectations, but even knowing it didn’t help, it had to act when it should.

"Lin Fan, we can have a good chat," the Corpse God still wanted to talk with Lin Fan.

Even though it evolved from a zombie, it knew that living was a happy thing.

"You’re out of tricks?"

Lin Fan asked.

A little disappointed.

He thought the Corpse God could show stronger abilities. Now, it seemed rather mediocre, apart from its massive size and countless tentacles, there really wasn’t much to it.

"No more," the Corpse God said.

What could it do? It had foreseen it all. As the Corpse God, it felt helpless for the first time; no measure worked, only able to watch itself being chopped to death.