“This is…” Su Yang’s expression changed slightly. “Mutated beasts?”

Xu Qingru squeezed Su Yang’s palm reassuringly. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”

Obviously, this was not the time for romance. When lives were on the line, no one had the spare energy to complain about the fact that there were two gay couples in the team.

They quickly moved to protect those without abilities in the center, retreating step by step without a sound. They clenched their weapons tightly and gathered energy in their palms as each person prepared their abilities.

Su Mu swept his gaze over the red beast-eyes hidden in the grass. There were roughly thirty of them. Their side had fifteen people—expecting each person to handle two mutated beasts was clearly unrealistic.

After all, even before the apocalypse, wild animals had lived in harsh environments for generations. Aside from intelligence, their physical attributes far surpassed those of modern humans pampered by civilization. Now that they had mutated and been strengthened, their combat power was beyond question.

Although they were among the first batch of superpowered ability users, those red eyes were also a symbol of first-generation mutated beasts. If ordinary ability users encountered these creatures, it would be nothing more than a case of one beast swiping down one human head at a time.

“B-boss… what do we do?” Fang Yiyang’s legs were already a little weak.

Luo Beiyao glanced at him. The purple glow flowing in his eyes quickly faded before he spoke.

“We fight. Directly.”

As he spoke, he swung his arm, hurling a bolt of lightning that instantly scorched half the body of a mutated beast. The struck creature let out a shrill, miserable howl that tore through the eerie silence of the long night.

Seeing one of their own attacked, the beast pack—previously held back by their fear of Luo Beiyao’s lightning ability—was entirely provoked. Their feral instincts erupted as they leapt out of the grass one after another.

The group had long since adapted to fighting in dim light. With the grass no longer concealing them, the mutated beasts were finally revealed.

They were mutated wolves.

Their bodies were filthy, layers of grime caked thickly over their heads and frames. The accumulated dirt had hardened over time, forming a crude but effective protective layer.

One mutated wolf lunged first.

Fang Yiyang was the first to suffer. His reaction was fast—he jammed a metal rod between the wolf’s gaping jaws—but the momentum still knocked him flat to the ground.

Man and wolf tangled together.

Seeing prey pinned down, the other mutated wolves immediately tried to rush in and tear him apart. Some of the team moved to help Fang Yiyang deal with the wolf on top of him, while others rushed forward to block the wolves attempting to swarm in.

The mutated wolves not only outnumbered but also outmatched them in strength.

Most of the team’s ability users were only first-tier. Luo Beiyao and Su Mu, the strongest among them, felt little pressure. Wu Keke, relying on her past combat experience, could barely hold her own against a first-tier mutated beast without getting injured.

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As for the rest—facing these mutated wolves, they were overwhelmed.

Su Mu shielded Su Wanmei behind him without wavering. One hand formed ice spikes while the other wielded a long blade, striking precisely at the wolves’ weak points.

The grime covering the wolves’ bodies was thick—and inexplicably hard.

Yan Yitao made one careless mistake and had half his forearm bitten down on. Instead of biting straight through, the beast dragged him toward the center of the pack.

Once pulled in, death was inevitable.

And at that moment, everyone was fully engaged with the wolf pack—no one had the capacity to help him.

Clenching his teeth, Yan Yitao swung his blade down and severed his own left arm.

“AAAAAH—!”

Without anesthesia, cutting off one’s own limb was agony beyond description. Yan Yitao’s face twisted violently from the pain, yet he forced himself to steady his breathing and continue fighting the aggressive mutated wolves before him.

Large beads of cold sweat streamed down his forehead.