Is this what a zombie is?

73. The world is quiet.

The zombies that were baring their fangs and claws and lunging at him felt as if they had crashed into an invisible electric grid carrying billions of volts of high voltage the moment they touched the edge of the electromagnetic field.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull thuds rang out.

Hundreds of zombies, whether green or hairy, were all violently thrown away by the overwhelming repulsive force, falling to the ground in disarray, convulsing and emitting blue smoke, temporarily incapacitated.

The entire battlefield was cleared away in an instant.

Jiang Chen stood in the center of the circle made up of zombies, slowly raised his head, and looked up at the sky.

The once clear night sky has been shrouded in thick, inky clouds.

That did not form naturally.

Rather, it was the terrifying electromagnetic field he was unleashing at full power that forcibly drew in and gathered the vital energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several kilometers, forming thunderclouds.

Within the clouds, countless silvery-white electric snakes darted and danced wildly, illuminating the thick clouds with flickering light.

The muffled thunder, like the roar of an ancient beast, rumbled and echoed across the entire Dog Head Ridge.

That is the power of heaven and earth.

And Jiang Chen now is the sole beacon guiding this power down to the mortal realm.

The silver-armored corpse, hiding in the distance, sensed this deadly danger.

The overwhelming divine power emanating from the heavens filled him with an instinctive fear that emanated from the depths of his soul; his soul trembled and his body shook incessantly.

He disregarded the fallen zombies, abandoned everything, and turned to try and burrow underground to escape this land of death.

But it was too late.

Jiang Chen bent his legs slightly, lifted himself up, and landed on the top of the tallest cypress tree.

The night wind blew his trench coat, making it flutter loudly.

He stood atop the treetops, looking down at the devastated cemetery below.

He pointed one hand straight at the sky.

Then, he swung it downwards with a sudden motion.

As Jiang Chen swung his arm down, the long-accumulated anger within the churning thunderclouds in the sky found an outlet.

boom--!!!

A deafening clap of thunder resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

That wasn't a bolt of lightning.

There are dozens!

Dozens of dazzling lightning bolts, as thick as buckets, like the punitive spears of a god in mythology, tore through the thick clouds, descending from the sky with a majestic power to purify everything.

These lightning bolts did not fall randomly; they seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, transformed into the most precise guided weapons.

Each bolt of lightning precisely locked onto a zombie below and struck down with a deafening roar.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

……

In an instant, the entire cypress forest was completely engulfed by the blinding white light.

Those zombies that had just recovered from the electromagnetic repulsion and were struggling to get up were instantly reduced to ashes by the bombardment of the heavenly lightning before they could even let out a wail.

Whether it's the tough-skinned green zombie or the stronger hairy zombie, they are no different in the face of this pure power of heaven and earth.

All beings are equal.

The silver-armored corpse that was fleeing in panic received special attention from Jiang Chen.

Three of the thickest lightning bolts locked onto him, striking him down one after another without any sequence.

"No--"

The silver-armored corpse let out a final, terrified scream.

His prized silver corpse was blasted apart and its silver light dimmed by the first bolt of heavenly lightning.

The second bolt of lightning followed immediately, blasting his body into pieces.

The third bolt of lightning struck, completely evaporating his remaining fragments, along with the ground beneath his feet, into nothingness.

The white light faded, and the thunder gradually subsided.

The dark clouds in the sky, having lost the pull of the electromagnetic field, began to slowly dissipate, revealing the cool moonlight once more.

The once neatly arranged cypress grove is now scattered and broken.

On the ground, large craters were left, blasted out by lightning, with charred marks still remaining around the edges.

As for the zombies, not even a trace of them can be seen.

The whole world was completely quiet.

Even in its chaotic state, the cemetery appears remarkably fresh and natural.

……

The night was as dark as ink. A red sports car stopped at the entrance of the manor. It was Nangong Erya who had arrived.

She was still wearing a pink tracksuit today, which perfectly accentuated her powerful figure, and her neat ponytail swayed gently behind her head.

As soon as she stepped into this place, Nangong Erya sensed the lingering aura in the air and the ravine that had almost pierced through half of the manor, right in front of her.

Thunder Magic!

This aura of lightning magic is exactly the same as the one I sensed in Blackrock Prison not long ago, but its intensity and purity are fundamentally different.

Compared to the thunder magic of the Maoshan School, which requires guidance through talismans and incantations, it is naturally more powerful. Even the Five Thunder Orthodox Method of Zhang Tianshi's lineage of Longhu Mountain is no less powerful, and it is even more wild and uncontrollable.

Could the mysterious person with the unknown spiritual runes be the same person as this powerful expert who can control such terrifying lightning magic?

If that's the case, this person's strength has probably exceeded her expectations.

But instead of being worried, she became excited.

She stepped through the open gates of the manor. The moment she entered the villa's hall, she saw corpses lying haphazardly in the space.

Their deaths were all the same: their chests and abdomens were completely ripped open, leaving them empty inside, their bodies hollowed out.

This is neither lightning magic nor the work of that unknown spirit pattern; it is... the masterpiece of a vengeful spirit.

There was another person in the hall, Lawyer Luo, sitting on a leather sofa. He had opened a bottle of fine wine and was swirling the wine in his glass, the crimson liquid moving around, but he showed no intention of tasting it.

Instead, Luo Zhen feeds his spirit small snacks, but Luo Zhen is not interested in human food. She prefers sinful souls, an instinct she has had since birth.

"Were you waiting for me?"

Attorney Luo put down his wine glass, not answering Nangong Erya's question, but instead asking a question.

Some people pursue spiritual fulfillment, while others crave material enjoyment. Which do you think is better?

"Whether it's spiritual or material, once one cannot control their inner greed, they will sink into it and become a slave to desire. Aren't these people the ones who died because of greed and desire?"

"And what about you? What are you pursuing?"

"What I pursue is justice."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black USB drive popped out of Lawyer Luo's hand.

Nangong Erya steadily took the USB drive in her hand. "What's this? Is it evidence of their crimes?"

"No." Attorney Luo shook his head. "That's a surveillance video. It's about Li Lianying, the Green Zombie King. Someone I know was arrested by him."