"Boom boom boom! Boom!!"
The ear-piercing, densely packed sonic howls and the buzzing of the Space Rule erupted across the entire Death Battle Ground in an instant.
As if their nest had been bombed, countless Mutants frantically flew toward this most inconspicuous Conversion Core.
From all directions.
If the crisis before had merely mobilized the surrounding Mutants along with a King-Rank existence, then now, with the core in trouble, every Mutant in the entire Death Battle Ground realized how terrifying the problem was.
To the Mutants, there were many Conversion Cores, and in theory, no single core was particularly important.
But at this moment, this devoured core was like the first infected person when doomsday broke out—the source of the virus.
If they allowed the extraction to continue, a century of sacrifices would be destroyed in an instant!
Such a loss was enough to make them stop it at any cost!
Watching the vast number of Mutants suddenly fly away,
the general remained standing there, still somewhat stunned.
It was not just him. The many Mutated who continued arriving from the War Nexus were equally dumbfounded, staring in astonishment at the "retreating" Mutant army.
What the hell was going on!?
The densely packed, fearless flesh-and-blood defensive line had become completely empty, with only the wind howling through it.
Everything had happened too quickly and too abruptly.
The situation had reversed in an instant.
In theory, under these circumstances, the Mutated could have taken the opportunity to pursue them or even followed them into the Mutants' territory.
The former would allow them to reap enormous gains by "biting to death" a large number of Mutants who were only concerned with fleeing.
The latter would let them search for Lin An, which was precisely what they had always wanted to do.
But—