Chapter 186: Chapter 130: Tier Three Source Material, Slaying Tier Two Mutants (3)

This is a group of low-level Mutants, exuding an aura mixed with Tier One Evolutionary Cells, but actually moving as slowly as zombies.

The overall level is just about Level 9 Enhancement.

Although there’s no danger to the explorer team made up of Evolvers, if they don’t resolve them, they will keep following like shadows.

Unless they can increase the distance to move out of the Perception range of this collective monstrosity.

Zheng Yan Ying waved her hand to stop Ah Lian and Ah Ming from shooting.

Holy Water Hollow Point Bullets are long-range Big Killers, wasting them on these mutant flesh mountains is too extravagant.

As the mutant collective approached, Zheng Yan Ying seized the moment, swinging her Warhammer and fiercely attacking the deformed heads.

The Holy Water released from the hammerhead sprayed and dripped onto the Mutants’ bodies exposed from the lack of mucus protection, corroding the mutant flesh like acid, creating little holes.

Then it was like hot oil, making a faint sizzling sound, as wisps of light white smoke drifted from the wounds invaded by the Holy Spring.

With one swing, seven or eight heads rolled off.

The amalgamated Mutants, with a dozen bodies fused together, fell one after another with the purification of the Warhammer.

Ah Lian and Ah Ming were shocked by the bizarre and thrilling scene, their pupils dilated, snapping to attention.

Zheng Yan Ying swung her Warhammer, killing her way through, taking less than a minute to successfully deal with this batch of mutant monstrosities fused from twenty or thirty corpses.

The scattered, piled-up corpses and limbs, wrapped in layers of mucus, continued to squirm and struggle.

After knocking down this batch of low-level Mutants, Zheng Yan Ying spoke slowly and solemnly:

“They’re not dead yet, just temporarily lost their ability to move. Once they digest and clear the Power of the Holy Spring from their bodies, they’ll re-fuse and become new monsters.”

Upon hearing Zheng Yan Ying’s words, everyone looked at the squirming, slippery chunks of flesh on the ground, their stomachs churning.

As the team skirted around the pile of flesh on the ground, Lin Feng turned his head slightly, frowning at these Mutant Fusion Monsters reminiscent of those in horror films.

Just a few hundred milliliters of Holy Water is far from enough to kill such a large mutant monster.

To eradicate them completely, one would need to pour tons of Holy Spring Water over the entire shelter ruins, or set them ablaze entirely.

The Holy Water and Demon-Repelling Weapons in the team’s hands can at best heavily injure these Mutants, rendering them temporarily immobile and non-threatening.

Nearby, Shen Yue was horrified by the fusion monsters on the ground, feeling an indescribable discomfort, especially with the human traits still visible on them.

Seeing such eerie and sinister things felt like a heavy stone lodged in her chest, suffocating her.

Chen Shanshan also sneaked a couple of glances, noticing that these fusion monsters bore a resemblance to some mutant evolved freaks she saw in the Pilgrimage Convoy among the Refugees.

But along with the mucus covering the ground and the dark, damp environment, they appeared even more ferocious and grotesque.

Though Chen Shanshan felt a chill down her spine, under Zheng Yan Ying’s sweeping blow, her fear of these Mutants didn’t deepen as before due to the unknown.

Instead, upon witnessing their real form, she felt she could try taking them down with a shot.

In fact, this was one of Lin Feng’s purposes for pushing the team to continue despite fatigue.

To help the rest of the team disillusion themselves, realizing that the so-called Mutants are not invincible strange entities, and with the assistance of the Holy Spring Water, they can easily be defeated.

As the group continued their exploration, they arrived at the depths of the ruins three kilometers from the entrance.

There, the team members saw the past’s fourth layer of the living area, not only featuring a large sports stadium but also two large malls, a cafeteria, and stores nearby.

Just as Zheng Yan Ying previously described, the three large shelters near Mount Tai were virtually a small underground kingdom.

Capable of hosting tens of millions of people living within.

Lin Feng couldn’t help but imagine if it weren’t for that war, if the Taishan Shelter had remained closed, living safely underground, perhaps even the Scorching Sun Forbidden Area’s curse wouldn’t have been able to harm the survivors inside the shelter.

As long as the gates remained sealed forever, without exposure to the outside sunlight, they wouldn’t be afflicted by the curse.

Shelters with such well-equipped life areas and operational sustenance systems could independently run underground for hundreds or even thousands of years.

If order was well maintained and resources used sparingly, perhaps sustaining stability for thousands of years wasn’t impossible.

However, back then, the earth’s harsh environment was far more severe than now, even the roots of grass had been eaten clean, leaving survival reliant on mutual slaughter.

This made any shelter’s leaked information a prime target for the Wilderness forces, seen as a huge piece of meat.

Not to mention the Desert Wolf Race, even other human forces wandering the Wasteland would covet them greatly.

They would try to breach the gates and break in.

After that great war, now all that’s left here are broken buildings, decaying bones, and swarming Mutants, with no trace of former hustle and bustle.

Only from those buildings that hadn’t crumbled under erosion could glimpses of past grandeur be caught.

While Lin Feng felt sentimental, a sharp cracking sound came from a house not far away.

It was the shattering of glass!

Something was moving!

At the sound, the group became alert once more.

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