A deep fear spread through the Main Base in the rear.
The human and Snake People leaders exchanged looks, their expressions grim.
Zhang Ming might have blocked the attack with ease and even captured part of the monsters' flesh, but that was because all his resistances were maxed out. He even had some soul resistance!
And he had only managed it because he knew the rules and knew that his opponents feared light.
It was hardly surprising that the Snake People's elite squad, which had no information at all, had been wiped out within minutes.
What was more, judging by its structure, that layer of skin really was a rattlesnake's tail-it had belonged to one of the Snake People, named Zonglan!
"A disaster that spreads, that's contagious..." one professor murmured.
"Mr. Zhang, how much combat power do you think it would take to defeat these monsters? How much of your strength did you use?"
Zhang Ming fell silent for a moment, then said, "I just used roughly the combat power of a Spirit Limit User. These monsters' mental attacks are particularly powerful. Even ordinary contact causes severe mental contamination. Anyone with mental power below 2,000 might be paralyzed instantly. Above 2,000, they could hold out for a while-a few seconds, perhaps."
"With lighting equipment specifically designed to counter them, I think a well-coordinated Statesman-level team could still defeat these monsters. So there's no need to be too nervous."
This was actually the plain truth. He had not used the Soul Burning supernatural ability just now, and his combat power had indeed only been at the Spirit Limit User level.
But to the humans and Snake People, these monsters were already unimaginably powerful.
Even if they exhausted every ounce of strength to kill a few of them, what would that achieve?