The Creator gazed at the zombie bodies that had been sliced in half.
Friendly?
If this is what friendly communication looks like, then such a result was expected.
Lin Fan noticed the Creator's small glance and said helplessly, "You're an intelligent zombie. What just happened is your doing. If they could communicate with me amicably, I don't think I would have eliminated them."
The Creator never imagined that among humans, there would be someone like this, who mercilessly slaughtered countless zombies and then pushed all the responsibility onto it.
Is this something a human would say?
"Vile human, do you think I'm a fool?" The Creator tightly gripped the Bone Spear in its hand, its sinister gaze locked onto Lin Fan, "You want me to betray more creators? You're dreaming. You pathetic humans will one day be completely annihilated by us, and there will be no humans left."
"Go to hell."
With that said, it raised the Bone Spear and charged towards Lin Fan once more.
