Boom!
A terrifying aura envelops the earth.
His eyes have turned cold, a murderous gaze shining with chilliness, "Kill them all, kill these damn insects."
A few deformed creatures nearby begin to act.
Previously, the fog covered the entire land, and they didn't intend to make a move against those human survivor camps.
After all, visibility was extremely low, and even for them, it was difficult to find the various shelter camps in the ruined cities; after all, the fog had the same effect on them.
Additionally...
There's no need.
Why seek out human survivor camps?
Those places only produce companions.
Those pathetic ordinary lives, no matter how strong their will, will inevitably suffer mental collapse in the apocalypse, women being violated, food scarcity, celebrities falling into disgrace as playthings; before death, human ugliness is fully exposed... Eventually, cracks appear in their will, accepting the Evil God's whispers in the night, becoming one of them.
