Hearing the servant's cry, Kong Lingkai first froze, then beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his face, leaving him pale.
"Mutants? Those from the city area?!"
But how could that be possible?
He had never heard of those mutants attacking nearby settlements before!
"Who knows, Old Master! They all look the same, green like goblins, suddenly howling out from the woods, then they start shooting, setting fires, killing..."
The servant was so anxious he was nearly in tears, speaking incoherently, but Kong Lingkai, standing at the top of the gatehouse, had already lost interest in listening.
Roars from the mutants were already audible in the distance.
From the sheer magnitude of the noise, it was clear that the local militia stood no chance.
He had no interest in finding out how these man-eating creatures devoured their victims; all he wanted now was to get as far away from this place as possible.
Grabbing one of the guards by the arm, he shouted,
