Not long after the mutants disappeared into the dark, one mutant stepped out, with sparse hair on its head, and a single green horn on its forehead. It had sharp claws for hands, and there were blades growing out every crevice. Its eyes glowed with a red gleam.
When that mutant came out, Yue Zhong’s heart thumped in alarm as a strong sense of danger rang off in his head.
After undergoing so many enhancements, his combat strength was getting more terrifying, to the point he could kill the ordinary mutants in a single strike. However, the moment that new mutant appeared, he immediately knew he had no confidence to kill it.
Eiphen’s countenance was extremely pale, "Type 3 Mutant! It actually is a Type 3 Mutant!! We’re truly finished!! We’re dead!"
The rest of the survivors turned pale, their eyes filled with despair. They knew clearly the threat of Type 3 Mutants.
Yue Zhong looked at the Type 3 Mutant and raised his gun to fire at it madly.
