Wang Zhong instinctively rolled to the side.
The energy beam grazed his shoulder and struck a mutant beast behind him.
The mutant beast did not even have time to scream. Its upper body was instantly vaporized, while its lower half remained standing in place before collapsing two seconds later.
"Fuck..." Someone gasped sharply over the channel.
The psychic mutant opened its mouth again, and a second beam was gathering.
Wang Zhong gritted his teeth, ready to rush forward and risk his life.
"AAAAAHHHHH!!"
A scream came from among the workers.
It was not a scream of fear, but... a shriek of some kind of release.
Wang Zhong turned to look.
Among the workers, a girl who looked about ten years old was kneeling on the ground, clutching her head.
The space around her was twisting, ripples spreading through the air as some invisible force erupted from her body.
Psychic power.
Raw psychic power, unguided and uncontrolled, ignited purely by emotion.
The child raised her head. Her eyes had turned completely milky white, without pupils.
She looked at the psychic mutant and stretched out a hand.
The purple beam fired by the psychic mutant curved in midair as though gripped by an invisible hand. It changed direction and slammed into its own head.
Its head exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Its massive body fell stiffly backward, kicking up dust as black-red blood slowly flowed from its neck.
The remaining pack of razor dogs lost their leader and immediately fell into chaos.
The players seized the chance to counterattack. In less than three minutes, the remaining twenty-odd beasts were all dealt with.
The battle was over.
The battlefield was a complete mess.
Razor dog corpses lay scattered everywhere, and the players were catching their breath. No one had died, but