"It's the 'Corpse Tyrant', we're done..."
Behind the hospital building, whose doors and windows had been sealed with various iron plates, more than a hundred humans of no weak strength watched as a six-to-seven-meter-tall "Corpse Tyrant," built of blocks of flesh sewn together, step by step withstood their attacks, forcing its way through the cracks and squeezing in.
Despair was written all over their faces...
The "Corpse Tyrant" was one of the terrifying calamities of this world, with an extremely powerful physical constitution. It was basically impossible for them to deal with it with their strength.
Even in normal times, upon encountering one, they had to find a way to attract a large number of "Red-Robed Nurses," let it die from anomalies, trigger a Third Level alarm, and have the "Dean" appear to fight and reclaim it...
But now, with insufficient conditions on hand, they were unable to cope!
