Alex was like the grim reaper. With each movement he made, mutant beasts died. He had already lost count of how many beasts he killed but one could tell they were at least fifty.
At this current stage, even the demon bat knives are useless to him so he didn't bother with them anymore. The mad mutant beasts finally stopped running forward, looking hesitant. Even if it is a bull on steroids, it's only a matter of time before he realizes his opponent is out of its league and is forced to retreat.
"Smart lads" Alex commented calmly as he walked deeper into the army without fear.
Before coming out he was already aware of the world situation. His main reason for doing this is simply to find out why this is happening. He had two possible reasons in his mind.
It's either something has been deposited within various territory's to create such reactions from the mutant beasts or something entered this world that's making the beasts agitated.
