"Roar!"
Accompanied by a tiger's roar, there were no words and neither side chose to retreat.
Before the surviving humans, the Mutant Wolf Pack and the Mutant White Tiger began slaughtering each other.
This might have been a good thing for the humans, after all, it gave them a greater chance of surviving; but it was also somewhat tragic, because neither side believed these remaining humans had any chance of profiting from their conflict.
That was why they fought the other side so recklessly right in front of them.
"Rumble!"
Amid the terrifying thunderous noise, crimson blood splashed across the ground.
This was a battle with no suspense. Aside from the Mutant Wolf King, the Mutant Wolf Pack had almost no ability to resist the First Sequence Mutant White Tiger. The moment they clashed, they were slaughtered completely.
If it had been a Mutant Wolf Pack from another country, it might have retreated out of fear of the other side's strength. But in this nation, under the influence of this trait, even if its entire pack died, the Mutant Wolf King would not retreat—and could not retreat.
Until a final victor emerged, the slaughter would not end.
No matter how tragic, cruel, or bloody it became.
The Survivors atop the city wall watched their slaughter calmly, without any emotional fluctuation.
Once a final victor emerged between the Mutant Wolf King and the Mutant White Tiger, it would be their turn to fight.
Facing a First Sequence Mutant Creature, even one that had already fought another First Sequence Mutant Creature, was not something they could defeat.
Therefore, there would be only one ending for them: death.
Did they want to die?
If they could avoid dying, who would truly want to die?
But they had no ability to choose otherwise.
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