And the one chasing them was far more terrifying than they were.
Grey did not chase after the remaining creatures.
He simply watched them disappear into the ruins before turning his gaze forward.
Killing too many mutated creatures would only create unnecessary trouble.
The scent of blood was already spreading through the surrounding area.
If he continued slaughtering them, the smell would inevitably attract a much more dangerous mutated creature.
At that point, he might have no choice but to fight.
And there was no guarantee that he would be able to defeat whatever came without sustaining injuries.
The Corroded Zone was already dangerous enough.
Grey had no intention of becoming careless simply because the creatures he had encountered so far were weak.
His eyes swept across the ruined city.
The broken buildings stretched endlessly into the distance, their skeletal remains covered by strange vegetation and traces of corrosion.
