Death Battle Ground, the battlefield front line.
With countless Rules constantly tugging at and disintegrating the flesh beneath his body, the general was now like a beast trapped in a quagmire.
He had originally been rational and detached, but at this moment, he had completely gone berserk.
He roared repeatedly.
His enormous fists, each as massive as a skyscraper, furiously smashed toward the Mutant Overlords surrounding him.
With absolute power, every punch erupted with terrifying might, bursting into dazzling light like nuclear fusion.
Behind him, a huge rift resembling the East African Great Rift Valley still smoked.
That was the superdestruction caused by his use of the Life-and-Death Breath.
Unfortunately, even after using this trump card, he was still furious to discover that he had no way to break through the interception of these Mutants.
Like the most disgusting insects, he had trump cards and special attacking methods. Likewise, the Mutants skilled in Rule Power only had more.
Although these Mutants were far weaker than them, and with his level, he was practically invincible in this battle,
what he wanted was to break through the defensive line, not fight these damned monster snakes to the death!
Under the Mutants' desperate delaying tactics, he was intercepted again only seconds after breaking out.
After enduring all kinds of Spatial Rends and teleportation effects, even he felt intensely uncomfortable after fighting for such a long time.
Just like the Mutants Lin An had encountered many times before, among every few of these Mutants, there would be some that mastered Space Rules, as if the entire Mutant Civilization only knew these few types.
If Lin An had the mind to study this point, he would probably realize that the strange yet uniform types of Rules among Fourth Order Mutants concealed a tremendous secret.
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