Chapter 101

From time to time, the city of Morin would emit a terrifying shriek from the ruins, or a hair-raising chewing sound.

The ruins were not as desolate as they appeared. Thousands of lives competed and evolved among the city's remains.

The process of evolution is achieved by killing, and even mutants of the same species attack each other in the absence of fresh food.

Moreover, the species of mutant living in the ruins of this city was no less than a hundred.

In the police station on Dollar Street in Morin, a live corpse in a police uniform was tearing open the neck of another woman in a dress.

The woman's strength was clearly much weaker than the man's, and though she fought back and bit into the man's broad shoulders, she could not stop the man from rolling his fleshy tongue around her neck and then taking away her blood vessels and muscles.

Soon, the female corpse stopped moving.

However, the male corpse did not have the slightest intention of stopping.

He tore off the woman's clothes roughly, then bit into the fat of her chest, then bit into the flesh with his teeth.

The man dug his hand into the woman's body, dug out her not-so-fresh heart, and popped it into his mouth to chew.

As the corpses of the same kind were gradually eaten clean, the male corpse's stomach began to swell.

Something began to appear in those scarlet eyes.

It was a sign of evolution, but unfortunately, the male corpse hadn't had time to welcome a new life course.

The shadow flashed behind him, and then the fat white neck split open.

The fracture of the vertebrae did not support the corpse's head, so it fell to the floor.

However, due to the exuberant vitality, the man's body was not completely dead yet. Therefore, his head was still in a working posture.

So the man's body was found to be strange.

Their humanoid bodies were as black as shadows.

This humanoid organism's hands and feet were long and long. Its arms were short, but its hands, which were much larger than ordinary humans, were now in the shape of a pair of scissors.

The living corpse did not know that it was the Shadow Killer who had ripped it apart.

After the Shadow Killer cut off the man's head, he inserted his giant reduced palm into the living corpse and pulled out a piece of his fat intestines.

Shadow Killer's recipes are extensive, but they are picky.

No matter what kind of creature, they only like to eat intestinal organ.

However, the other type of monster was not that picky. Most mutated beasts were in its recipe, and Shadow Killer was no exception.

First, the ground split open noiselessly, and then, when the Shadow Assassin noticed it, a thin and long body flew out from the ground.

It snaked around the Shadow Killer like a snake, hundreds of sharp legs stabbing into the Shadow Killer's body like tiny steel needles.

Each spike had a tiny hole in its end, and it produced a powerful suction force that sucked up the prey's flesh.

The Shadow Assassin wanted to resist, so it could easily cut off the giant scissors on the male corpse's head. When it scraped past the assailant's carapace, it only found nothing else besides a huge splash of flames.

Feeling the threat of death, the Shadow Killer struggled crazily. He even brought his pierce out of the window of the police station and into the street.

The broken street was already visible only to cars with metal shells.

The two monsters crashed into an unlucky car, which trembled and finally stopped.

In the darkness, there was only the giant centipede-like pierce person swimming out.

The puncturers looked like centipedes that had been magnified a hundred times, but their shells were even harder.

It was a thin layer of hard shell, but its strength was comparable to that of an alloy, allowing the piercing person to defend against most of the attacks from the surface of the body.

But the abdomen of the puncturers is not protected by such biological armor. Their abdomen is as soft and fragile as any insect's.

But hundreds of thousands of steel claws grew at the sides of the abdomen, exposing the most vulnerable to the enemy, while at the same time being like a trap, they were able to wrap their barbed claws firmly around the prey.

The mutant had no mouthparts, but the thousands of steel claws had tiny holes in their ports that sucked the flesh out of the prey's flesh like sodas by sucking it in with a suction force from some organ in its body.

At this moment, the Dark Assassin who had been taken advantage of by the assassin collapsed on the back seat of the car like a deflated balloon.

Under this body, other than skin and bones, all other flesh had already been crushed and absorbed by the powerful suction of the thrusting person.

The Impaler roamed the street, his insect-like compound eyes working at different angles at the end of the street, analyzing the Morin gymnasium into a series of diamond-shaped images.

That gymnasium was occupied by a pack of huge wolves. On the bodies of those huge wolves, the piercing person could smell the clean smell of flesh and blood.

The smell was like snow and ice, pure enough to make it drool.

In fact, most of the mutated beasts in the city didn't dare to approach it.

Although the wolves had only arrived in Morin more than two months ago, their ferocity and ferocity had already made it clear to the original residents that their new neighbors were not to be trifled with.

At this moment, the Piercer felt a cold gaze.

It made the insect shiver, and then it slunk off into a nearby bakery.

Brian withdrew his gaze, and a huge white wolf appeared at the top of the glass ceiling of the gym. It was like a king overlooking his territory, looking down at the city under the night sky.

As the king of the Finlay wolves, Brian had his pride and dignity.

It did not easily participate in battles. Other than the dignity of a king, there were no opponents in the city who could match it.

Only a king of his own race could be Brian's opponent.

However, two months after Finlay moved from the north to Morin, there were many species of mutated beasts in the city, but not a single king appeared.

This was also the reason why the monsters of Morin were so chaotic and disorderly.

To a race, a king represented the future and hope of this race.

A race without kings had no future.

Until today, Blythe hadn't found two opponents to match.

One is a wonderful creature with the head of a lion and the wings of an eagle.

He had never met such a creature in Brian's life.

On the other hand, although Brian didn't know its appearance or ability, but it made the snow wolf pay more attention to it.

Although the former creature was powerful, it did not have the aura of a king.

And although the latter had never met, Brian already felt its call.

The kings of both races, when they appeared in the vicinity at the same time, had a strange biological resonance, which Brian saw as an invitation or call.

And when the two kings met, it meant slaughter and war.

Only one king can survive, and the loser will be the basis of the victor's evolution.

This was an unknown rule among mutants. Not even humans knew about it.

Brian went in the direction of Phoenix City, the source of the summoning.

Brian knew that there were large numbers of humans and relatively dangerous weapons.

But it must go, and more important than the call of another king.

A new king was about to be born in its tribe.

Brian couldn't let any accidents disturb the birth of the new king, so he decided to fight, even if the human city was full of unknown dangers.

At the top of the gymnasium, Brian let out a long hiss.

The whistling sound rushed up into the sky and then spread out into the distance.

In the next moment, close to a hundred huge wolves rushed out of the gym.

They all looked up at the king, and in front of a hundred eyes Brian leaped from the gymnasium to the ground in an elegant posture.

After a threatening roar from Phoenix City, the Wolf Dynasty led the pack of wolves and began to run along the street.

It was like a bolt of white lightning, moving through the streets with a biting cold.

Wherever Brian went, the monsters felt his breath and burrowed deep into their lair, not daring to let the Wolf King discover their location.

In the gymnasium, nearly a hundred male wolves were engaged in a fierce battle.

The evolution of living creatures came from competition. Only one of the hundred male wolves survived.

And the surviving male wolf would become the new Wolf King!