The flames engulfed Zhang Zheng's body, and under the roaring fire, only a beating heart was left.
Slowly walking forward, Lin Zihan looked at the still beating heart and frowned slightly. If it weren't for the shape of the dirty black blood, Lin Zihan might not have recognized it as a heart.
Holding the claw in his right hand, Lin Zihan's palm downwards suddenly landed on the heart.
Black blood flowed out one after another, burned by the fire, and disappeared in an instant.
The ferocious-looking mutants around them also froze at this moment and slowly fell down.
"No wonder, you only need to control one person to control the entire team." Lin Zihan stepped on the place where the black blood disappeared, everything was so natural.
Wherever his feet passed, there was a cluster of flames, and Lin Zihan walked up to Eucommia ulmoides.
"Do you really want to do this? Destroying the shield activator is very likely to attract a tide of beasts, and then Nandu will fall into chaos." Lin Zihan also wanted Yuan Tinghuan to die, but he knew better that Eucommia ulmoides' strategy would bring about What consequences.
"But only in this way can the northern army enter the southern capital smoothly, and they won't..." Du Zhong looked at Lin Zihan, and he knew clearly what Lin Zihan was worried about.
"Nandu has become a paradise for mutants. Those mutants who are distracted by Yuan Tinghuan are not like your friend who can still have self-awareness."
Eucommia ulmoides' eyes fell on Carlo. The moment Lin Zihan arrived with Carlo, Eucommia ulmoides recognized Carlo's identity.
"He is very important to you, right? For him, you would even go deep into Nandu!" Eucommia finally understood why Lin Zihan insisted on visiting Nandu.
"It's not important, but I don't want to see him go astray." Lin Zihan also looked at the unconscious Carlo and the few people following him in the distance.
"Have you seen a person who calls himself He Jin from the Security Bureau?" Lin Zihan suddenly thought of something when his eyes locked on those people and asked anxiously.
"No, there has been fighting here since I entered Nandu." Du Zhong shook his head, let alone people, except for the mutants, not even a fly was seen here.
"Could it be..." Lin Zihan looked in the direction of Nandu. Through the deep gate tower, he could vaguely see a glimmer of light.
"Are you waiting for them?" A hoarse voice sounded behind Lin Zihan. Lin Zihan followed the sound and saw He Jin and a disgusting face.
The man's face was full of pits and pustules, and there were pus everywhere on his face. There were big blisters on his pale skin.
"Who are you?" Lin Zihan looked at that ugly face, feeling faintly nauseated, while He Jin and the others were being restrained by the chains in his hands and following behind him.
"I, Zhang Zheng!" The man said quietly, his tone of voice plain, revealing his resentment towards Lin Zihan.
With that kind of hatred, Lin Zihan felt that the person in front of him didn't look like he was lying. At least the twitching corners of his face and mouth didn't look like he was lying.
At this time, Lin Zihan looked at that disgusting face. Although he couldn't bear to look directly at it, Lin Zihan still suppressed the discomfort in his heart and stared at that face with his eyes.
The face that had been stained with pus and blood showed no trace of Zhang Zheng's original appearance, but that feeling convinced Lin Zihan that this was Zhang Zheng.
"It's a joke, can you regenerate after being burned to death!" Eucommia saw with his own eyes that Lin Zihan burned Zhang Zheng until nothing was left. The last beating heart, the part most infected with the Hs virus, was crushed by Lin Zihan.
Now another person appears, claiming to be Zhang Zheng.
"It's not a rebirth. If that person just stared at Zhang Zheng's face, and he was against Zhang Zheng's brain or body..."
The more Lin Zihan thought about it, the more terrifying he felt. The moment he first saw Zhang Zheng's face, Lin Zihan suspected that maybe it was not the real Zhang Zheng, but just had a face exactly like Zhang Zheng.
And the person in front of him who calls himself Zhang Zheng may be just a certain part of Zhang Zheng's body. After passing through the hands of Yuan Tinghuan, he became Zhang Zheng again.
Lin Zihan didn't quite understand why Yuan Tinghuan always used part of Zhang Zheng's body to resurrect others. You must know that Zhang Zheng's strength before his death had only just touched the threshold of the king level.
Such a person, if it were not for the alienation of the Hs virus, Zhang Zheng would probably be a waste.
Eucommia ulmoides looked around. When he was sure that there was no one else but the man in front of him who called himself Zhang Zheng, a proud smile appeared on his lips.
"You are the only one who dares to be so arrogant here." Eucommia said this, which shows his confidence. His personal guards are all elites who have experienced hundreds of battles.
"Go~!" Du Zhong whispered with a gloomy face, and several personal guards behind him immediately rushed forward.
"No~!" Lin Zihan wanted to stop him, but found that it was too late. Those people had already rushed in front of Zhang Zheng.
Eucommia is not the kind of casual person, but he still believes too much in his own strength and the strength of his personal guards. Zhang Zheng can restrain He Jin and his party by himself. Lin Zihan believes that the Zhang Zheng in front of him is anything but simple.
Lin Zihan quickly chased after the guards, hoping that he could pull them back before they met Zhang Zheng.
Just as Lin Zihan thought, the pustules on Zhang Zheng's face began to burst, and pus and blood spattered towards the bodies of several personal guards like flying swords.
A stench hit him, and Lin Zihan subconsciously held his breath, but he still grabbed the shoulders of the two guards and threw them back.
The pus and blood spattered from Zhang Zheng's face splashed onto the ground, leaving a crater in an instant.
The corrosive power is enough to turn any weapon into a puddle of pus.
Throwing the two people's bodies away, Lin Zihan couldn't think too much. A stream of flames spurted out from his palm, directly facing the splash of pus and blood.
Under the blazing flames, the pus and blood evaporated the moment they came into contact, turning into a white smoke and disappearing.
Lin Zihan stood steadily in front of several people, with his arms spread wide, and huge bone wings sprouted from his shoulder blades behind him.
Several people behind him bumped into Lin Zihan's bone wings. Lin Zihan caught them steadily and blocked Zhang Zheng's body with his own body.
The pus and blood gave off a fishy smell, and the pus and blood on the ground slowly flowed to Lin Zihan's feet. Everything was so natural.
In the dark government hall, in front of Yuan Tinghuan, there were more than a dozen "Zhang Zheng" standing.
"Play slowly, I have plenty of time to play with you." A proud smile appeared on Yuan Tinghuan's lips.
A large part of the reason why Yuan Tinghuan chose to resurrect Zhang Zheng was Zhang Zheng's loyalty. After controlling and alienating Zhang Zheng, the backlash against Yuan Tinghuan was minimal.
Moreover, Yuan Tinghuan can also let Zhang Zheng serve as the master of a mutant and control more mutants through him.
After the battle at the experimental base, Yuan Tinghuan collected all Zhang Zheng's corpses and treated each body part as a new Zhang Zheng.
Yuan Tinghuan used Zhang Zheng's stumps to splice together a dozen Zhang Zhengs. With these dozen Zhang Zhengs, Yuan Tinghuan could control nearly a thousand mutants even if there was no void to suppress the backlash.
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With his body retreating, Lin Zihan's wings behind him lifted those people up and also retreated.
"This..." Eucommia looked at the pus and blood on the ground, and it effortlessly corrupted the corpses, leaving only a pile of white bones.
] "One of the abilities of the Hs virus strain is poisonous corrosion." Lin Zihan flipped through the information on the parent body of the Hs virus, which recorded the unusually powerful abilities displayed by several Hs virus strains.
"Void, isolation!" Lin Zihan's eyebrows bloomed with a gray luster, and a blue vertical pupil suddenly appeared in Lin Zihan's eyebrows.
It blends with the burning scales around it, like a clear pool of red and blue.
The gray-blue luster completely separated Lin Zihan and Zhang Zheng. Just as Yuan Tinghuan was afraid of, the void was the strongest blade to restrain the Hs virus.
"Void, blockade~!" Lin Zihan didn't hesitate for a moment. The fragmented gray-blue mirrors were spliced together like a cage, completely trapping Zhang Zheng in the fragmented space cage.
"Void, cut off! Void, chain~!"
A gray-blue light slowly emerged from the broken mirror, and strange fine lines slowly extended to every inch of the gray-blue mirror.
In the void cage, chains passed straight through, connected the mirrors, passed through Zhang Zheng's body, and completely locked Zhang Zheng's body in place.
At the same time, in the government hall, Yuan Tinghuan's eyes were empty, and the hand caressing the purple python on his body was spasming.
Yuan Tinghuan suddenly discovered that Zhang Zheng, who was fighting with Lin Zihan, had completely lost contact with him. He could not even sense whether the Zhang Zheng he sent out was dead or alive.
"Forget it, even if you kill him, the northern coalition forces will be in chaos now." Yuan Tinghuan's convulsing hand tightened hard and gently stroked the snake scales.
"He has been trapped in the Void Cage. Let's do what we planned to do. If the beast wave really comes, I think I should be able to repel it." Lin Zihan's expression was complicated. This time he did not choose to kill Zhang Zheng, because he was afraid that Zhang Zheng would be resurrected again.
On the command platform of the Northern Border Army, Yuan Shu looked nervously in the direction of Nandu. Time passed by minute by second. The moment Eucommia ulmoides entered Nandu City, the last message was lost.
An hour had passed, and the agreed signal had not yet come on. Yuan Shu could not help clenching his fists.
"A Darkfall-level master, no one should be able to stop him!" Yuan Shu looked at a veteran beside him. He was a general who had followed the Lion King in battle, but he had also heard about the romance of Eucommia ulmoides when he was young.
"He is the leader of the Northern Army. How could he be in this small southern capital?" The veteran general with a ravaged face said confidently.
Everyone on the podium was nervous. They all looked at Nandu City, which was extremely calm. Everyone looked calm, but in their hearts they were uneasy.
In such a tense atmosphere, no one noticed that a black shadow was walking through the Northern Army and rapidly approaching the command platform.
