A hyena-like elongated snout tore into the rapidly rotting flesh on the ground. Then a precisely aimed explosive round struck the monster in the head, adding another touch of horror to the dark, bloody wasteland amid the ruins. This was one of Attilan's major transit routes, where Gene-modded Warriors, the Human Army, and Inhuman forces had clashed most fiercely. The once-broad street, once used to transport royal supplies, was now buried beneath the wreckage of the magnificent mosaic-covered buildings that had once stood on either side.
Attilan's Inhumans had dispatched their most professional, most powerful, and most coordinated troops to stop the Gene-modded Warriors, while the Human Army answered with Heavy Explosive Rounds Cannons, flamethrowers, infantry missiles, and artillery bombardments. The collapsed ruins and scattered remains on the ground were gradually reduced by repeated explosions into a carpet fused from steel, flesh, cables, and shattered concrete. The bloodiest, cruelest battle drew residents from another dimension through the fog of war. They had come here of their own accord, utterly unable to restrain their desire to devour flesh, and began greedily feasting on survivors and corpses. These mindless beasts were the weakest enemies. Lacking sufficient intelligence, they hunted isolated survivors entirely on bloodthirsty instinct, most of whom were fleeing Inhumans. Even Mortal Soldiers in the Human Army could temporarily hold back the beasts crawling from the shadows through strict military discipline, long-honed combat skills, and a variety of weapons.
Until the masters of those beasts arrived.
Those horrifying creatures with humanoid limbs charged the encirclement, waving black swords burning with cursed flames, surrounded by packs of frenzied mutants. The severely mutated humans zealously hurled themselves at barbed wire and mines, plunging the entire front into a chain of explosions. The nightmare creatures broke through the sea of fire, endured the dense