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Chapter 737

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Hong!

The remaining half of the building slammed into the assault helicopter, causing it to be blasted apart, as it fell to the ground in a ball of flames.

A 3m-tall Mutant with a half-meter long horn on his head, his body seemingly covered in a layer of metallic armor. His appearance was savage, and he had a tail that flickered with a metallic luster. His hands were as sharp as blades, and his legs were thick and muscular. His sharp claws pierced into the ground, and his body exuded a terrifying aura as he appeared at the foot of a building, eyeing the sky like a tiger watching its prey.

A number of Type 3 Mutants with horns on their heads surrounded the Type 4 Mutant, letting out bestial roars filled with killing intent.

The difference between Mutants and humans was that most Mutants were ugly and bloodthirsty, and only obeyed the superior Mutants. Without the control of the superior Mutants, they would continue to kill, not differentiating between friend or foe, until they were destroyed by other existences.

Yue Zhong eyed the Type 4 Mutant surrounded by the Type 3 Mutants and his heart was filled with shock, "Strong! Is that a Type 4 Mutant? It's truly terrifying! "

It was the first time Yue Zhong had seen someone who could lift up a building so easily and throw it like a cannonball.

Yue Zhong's subordinate, Yin Shuang, was also a loli with perverse strength. However, compared to this Type 4 Mutant, the difference in strength was over a dozen times.

As one of the assault helicopters fell, the rest quickly adjusted their firepower, firing countless rockets and machine guns at the direction of the Type 4 Mutant.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

The intense explosion enveloped the entire area where the Type 4 Mutant was, and a large number of Mutants were blasted apart by the rockets.

The smoke and dust had yet to disperse, and a number of figures rushed towards the direction of the heavy-duty transport aircraft.

More than a dozen huge rocks suddenly flew up from the ground and smashed towards the heavy-duty transport aircraft, but most of the rocks hit nothing but air. However, there were 2 that slammed into the fuselage of the assault helicopters, and the unfortunate ones twisted and crumbled, before plummeting from the sky and exploding into a ball of flames.

However, under the cover of the heavy assault helicopters, a number of heavy transport planes landed on the ground.

However, there were already Mutants everywhere within the ruins. These Mutants were incomparably ferocious, and they were like ants as they charged towards the heavy-duty carriers that had landed.

Many of the heavy carriers had just landed when a large number of Mutants charged in, using all sorts of methods to destroy them.

The doors of the transport shuttles opened, and a number of RH2s appeared with a loud roar. Their electronic eyes flashed, and a number of cannons extended out from their bodies. Under the control of the central computer, they fired ferociously at their surroundings.

In a blink of an eye, the area around the transport shuttles was engulfed in a storm of flesh and blood, as hundreds and thousands of Mutants were turned into minced meat under the bombardment of the cannons. The killing power of these RH2s far surpassed that of a Type 3 Divine Warrior.

However, amongst those Mutants, there were many Type 3 Mutants as well, and they charged towards the RH2s ferociously.

However, it was tough for the Type 3 Mutants to deal with the RH2s. They did not know the weaknesses of the RH2s, and could only make use of their strength to destroy the RH2s.

A Type 3 Mutant with sharp blades on its elbows charged through the heavy bombardment, appearing in front of one of the RH2s. Like a phantom, it weaved through the legs of the RH2, its sharp blades tearing through the right leg of the RH2, at the same time, severing countless metal wires.

After half a minute, the Type 3 Mutant finally managed to destroy the right leg of the RH2, causing it to lose its balance and fall to the ground.

However, although the RH2 had fallen, the cannons were still firing continuously, blasting a large number of Mutants around it.

The Type 3 Mutant had no choice but to flash about, destroying the 10 cannons on the RH2 one by one.

Following that, a large number of Mutants crawled towards the RH2 like ants, covering it completely.

At the next instant, there was a loud explosion, and the RH2 directly self-destructed, the explosion swallowing up everything within a 10m radius. The Type 3 Mutant could not dodge in time and was engulfed by the explosion, being blasted into smithereens.

These RH2s might not be able to withstand a single blow from the Type 3 Divine Warriors of the Saint Clan, but against these Mutants, they were able to exhibit a terrifying combat strength. Every second, a large number of Mutants would be killed.

However, in this wasteland, the number of Mutants seemed endless. No matter how many were killed, new Mutants would appear from every corner to fill in the gaps.

Even though the number of Mutants seemed to be endless, as the RH2s were released from the heavy carriers, the powerful firepower of the Mutants were able to suppress the flesh and blood of the Mutants.

Under the intense fire of the RH2s, some of the stronger Type 3 Mutants were even blasted apart by the cannons.

A single RH2 was definitely not enough to deal with a single Type 3 Mutant, but the firepower of 10 RH2s was something that even a Type 3 Mutant would find troublesome. This time, the Saint Clan had deployed over 300 RH2s, and there were already 50 of them disembarking.

Once the weapons were down, the Mutants would not be able to display their advantage in numbers. No matter how many Mutants came, they would be blasted into minced meat.

"What strength!!" Yue Zhong watched the RH2s disembarking from the heavy transport aircraft, and his heart trembled.

If such a scale of airdrops were to appear on Earth, there would be no faction that could withstand the assault of the Saint Clan. That was 300 RH2s! Even a mechanized infantry division on Earth would not be able to withstand the assault of 300 RH2s, unless they used a nuclear warhead! However, this was just a small portion of the Saint Clan's strength.

Right at this time, another building flew out from afar and slammed into one of the heavy transport aircraft, flattening it along with the 3 RH2s inside.

Within the rubble, there was the sound of an earthquake, as a number of buildings rose from the ground and shot towards the heavy transport aircraft like cannonballs.

The buildings continued to smash into the heavy-duty transport planes, turning them into piles of metal fragments and causing them to explode.

Asya, who was seated in the luxurious assault helicopter, eyed the ferocious Type 4 Mutant below coldly and ordered, "Destroy it!"

Antonio placed the girl kneeling in front of him to one side and chuckled lightly, "Got it! Let's go! "

“GO!”

George, Manshid, Antonio and Asya jumped out of the luxurious assault helicopter.

The 4 of them shot down from the sky like shooting stars, landing on the ground. At the moment they landed, the ground trembled, and beneath their feet, cracks spread out in all directions.

Antonio looked at the ferocious Type 4 Mutant Chief that was hurling buildings towards them, and chuckled, "Who will kill it first?! How about we give its crystal horn to whoever owns it? "

Manshid stuck out his tongue and revealed a savage smile, "Ok! That fellow's horn belongs to me! "

George chuckled and tapped his foot, his speed surpassing the sound barrier as he charged towards the direction of the Type 4 Mutant chief.

A number of Type 3 Mutants roared as they leaped towards George.

A shadow flashed past, and the heads of the Type 3 Mutants were blasted with holes, their horns disappearing along with their brains.

"What a terrifying fellow!! Is this the strength of a Type 4 Divine Warrior or a Type 5 Divine Warrior? "

Yue Zhong hid in the darkness and watched the heads of the Type 3 Mutants explode, his heart filled with shock, and his body trembled in fear.

These Type 3 Mutants were all on par with Yue Zhong, some even surpassing him in combat. However, when they faced George, with just a single strike, their brains and horns were ripped out, and they could not be more dead. If it was Yue Zhong, he could at most hold out for 1 or 2 seconds.

A freak like George could single-handedly wipe out the entire 3rd Branch of the Eastern Division. Yue Zhong finally understood the difference between the human race and the Saint Clan.

In the entire Resistance, there was not a single Type 4 Divine Warrior. Such an organization was like an ant in the eyes of the Saint Clan, as long as the enemy moved, it would be easy to wipe them out.

Because of this cruel reality, most of the humans could only serve the Saint Clan as their lackeys, toys, and food. Resistance would only lead to death.

"This strength should be at the Type 4 or Type 5 Divine Warrior level. Damn bastard, if a Type 4 or Type 5 Divine Warrior is already so strong, what about a Type 6 Divine Warrior? " Yue Zhong stared fixedly at George who was slaughtering the Type 3 Mutants and cursed in his heart. This was the first time he felt a sense of despair.

Antonio, Manshid and Asya turned into 3 beams of light as they leaped towards the Type 4 Mutant chief. Along the way, the heads of the Type 3 Mutants that blocked their way were all blasted apart, unable to withstand a single blow.

In a few breaths, the 4 of them appeared in front of the Type 4 Mutant chief, and both sides began to engage in a fierce battle. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to drop a recommendation vote or a monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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