Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
There must be a leader for a group of living creatures.
Dudian should have thought of this. These insects weren’t simply attracted by the smell of Amelia but were under the command of the leader, this was the most reasonable explanation.
He didn’t know the level of the leader but as long as he killed it then the rest of the insects would be easier to deal with.
Dudian stood up and said to Amelia: “Find something. Take the coal and prepare to fight with me.”
“Fight with me.”Amelia was surprised: “Do you want to go inside?”
Dudian indifferently glanced at her: “Whether you can keep up with me or not depends on your own luck.”