He looked around at the Hive with its gaping breach, then quietly exhaled, his eyes flickering.
Even though all he could see were corpses, and the sight was as cruel as Flesh Hell, a trace of excitement still rose in his heart.
He had only been in the Xenomorph World for a day, yet he had already obtained the astonishing sum of over twenty-seven thousand points!
That was enough points for him to advance to Intermediate Level!
However, things were somewhat different from what he had anticipated. Most of the points had come from Third Order Mutants.
Although each one might only be worth two or three points, there were simply too many of them!
The Holy Land had around four thousand Third Order Mutants, while the Fortress had over a thousand. Together, they had provided him with more than fifteen thousand points! The nearly million low-order Mutants had supplied less than ten thousand.
Counting the points he had accumulated and the remaining Second Order Mutants, he had nearly reached the thirty-thousand-point mark!
If they had been Fourth Order Initial-Rank Mutants, worth around 270 to 300 points each, he would have had to kill nearly a hundred of them!
Just thinking about that number was suffocating!
However, he also knew that things probably would not go so smoothly from here on.
A situation like the Holy Land, where so many were concentrated together, was not normal.
Moreover, as his movements became exposed and they realized he was slaughtering the higher-ups among the Third Order Mutants, they would definitely strengthen their defenses.
At that point, he might have to rely on bloody battles against Fourth Order opponents or slaughter large numbers of lower-order Mutants.
But no matter what, this was absolutely the ideal start!
Suppressing his urge to exchange for attributes