Kael’s mind went blank for a brief moment.

The anticipated excruciating pain of his skull shattering did not occur.

Instead, his mask was splattered with a layer of scorching, sticky, foul-smelling liquid.

Meanwhile, the other three members of the squad widened their eyes and watched clearly.

They saw a rusty steel pipe pierce through the gaping jaw of the Crawling Beast from behind, as if it was a heavy crossbow firing an armor-piercing spear.

The hard bones and thick scales were rendered useless in the face of this violent kinetic force.

Dark red blood mixed with shattered bones exploded in front of everyone’s eyes.

The massive impact launched the half-ton Mutant Beast airborne in an instant.

Its large body flew backward seven or eight meters away.

Finally, with a thunderous crash, it was pinned firmly to the mottled concrete wall by the rusty steel pipe.

The limbs of the Crawling Beast twitched violently in mid-air, emitting a wheezing "gurgle" sound from its throat, while its thick tail frantically whipped against the wall, scattering a large amount of dust.

The entire underground hall fell into a dead silence at that moment.

Only the monster pinned to the wall continued to emit a dying wail.

The other three Crawling Beasts, preparing to tear apart their prey, abruptly stopped moving.

They sharply turned their heads, their pale green vertical pupils suddenly contracting.

A low growl filled with vigilance and fear emerged from their throats, their limbs pressed tightly against the ground, subconsciously retreating half a step.

Kael slumped beside the wreckage of the security machine, his hands still in an upward blocking position.

He stared blankly, his eyeballs rotating towards the direction from which the steel pipe shot.

Roken, who narrowly escaped death, covered his shoulder injured by beast claws, blood oozing through his fingers.

But he had forgotten to even utter a painful groan, his gaze fixed directly over the monster in front of him, locked onto the entrance of the passage.

Pike, curled up in the corner, opened his eyes tremblingly upon hearing the loud noise.

Looking at the creature on the wall constantly bleeding and struggling, his mouth gaped wide, not realizing his Bone-cutting Knife had fallen noisily to the ground.

Ira, seated against the wall, struggled to lift her eyelids.

As a Spiritual Telekinesis User, her perception was much keener than the others.

In that darkness, she sensed no violent aura from any Mutant Beast.

Instead, she felt a scorching power, akin to a volcanic eruption, mercilessly crushing over.

Whether human or Mutant Beast.

At this moment, all eyes were fixed intensely on the dense darkness at the passage entrance.

Tap... tap...

A series of extremely subtle yet exceptionally steady footsteps echoed from the darkness.

The soles of boots ground against volcanic ash on the floor tiles, making a slight friction sound.

A tactical flashlight falling on the floor cast a faint halo.

At the edge of the halo, the silhouette of a tall, slender figure slowly emerged.

He wore no bulky protective suit, nor did he have a gas mask.

In this underground wasteland filled with deadly toxins and lethal radiation, this mysterious man walked effortlessly, as if strolling in his own backyard.

His clean, pale face appeared bizarre to these struggling Wasteland Hunters, defying common sense.

Yet the palpable oppressive aura emanating from him was even more suffocating than the overwhelming wave of beasts outside.

With each step forward, the faint sound of footsteps seemed like a heavy hammer striking at everyone’s heart.

Roar!

The remaining three Crawling Beasts sensed extreme danger.

They abandoned their original prey, simultaneously arching their backs and roaring in attempts to intimidate the intruder, deterring him from approaching.

Fang Cheng halted his steps, his gaze swiftly sweeping across the monsters.

The next instant.

Bang!

His left foot suddenly exerted force, stomping down hard, the solid floor tiles instantly exploded into powder.

Using this terrifying recoil, he pulled out a shadow in mid-air, disappearing from view.

The closest Crawling Beast hadn’t yet opened its bloodthirsty maw, when Fang Cheng already appeared before it.

Without any superfluous moves.

Fang Cheng’s right hand flashed out like lightning, his fingers like steel clasping directly onto the monster’s mucus-covered jaw.

The muscles in his thighs instantly tightened, his waist abruptly twisted.

Tear!

The extremely rough sound of flesh tearing echoed throughout the hall.

Fang Cheng exerted strength with one hand, forcefully tearing this half-ton Mutant Beast’s jaw along with half its spine from its torso.

The steaming black blood sprayed out like a ruptured high-pressure water pipe, fan-shaped onto the floor.

Fang Cheng casually tossed the twitching remains aside like garbage.

Almost simultaneously, the second monster seized the opportunity, leaping from behind, aiming for Fang Cheng’s neck.

Fang Cheng didn’t even turn his head.

His right leg, like a pile driver full of hydraulic pressure, suddenly whipped backward.

Boom!

The heavy military boot struck solidly on the airborne monster’s skull.

The rampant physical force slammed its sturdy skull and brain matter into its chest.

The huge body flew sideways like a missile fired from a cannon, over ten meters away.

Then it crashed heavily into a concrete support column, exploding into a mess of flesh, slowly sliding down.

In just three breaths’ time, two Mutant Beasts were dispatched bare-handed!

Adding the one pierced by the steel pipe, a total of three beasts, which even firearms struggled to penetrate, perished on the spot.

The entire underground hall fell into a deathly silence.