There were a lot of experienced fighters around, amounting to a few hundred or a thousand of them.
Everyone was covered in injuries. After battling with those mutated zombies, they barely managed to escape the brink of death.
Initially, they thought that they would be able to rest after evading the mutated zombies.
However, almost a thousand mutated zombies rushed toward them.
Although they expected the mutated zombies to be targeting them, it seemed like those zombies were fearing something else instead.
They escaped frantically and ran past the fighters, ignoring their presence completely.
The fighters were on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Do those monsters not deem us worthy enough to be their opponents? Weren't they dying to tear us apart when they saw us earlier?
What's going on now?
Watching as the mutated zombies screamed pathetically and fled, everyone found it hard to imagine what exactly had scared them so much.
How is it possible?
Yet, when they spotted the figure behind them, they understood everything.
The mutated zombies were fearing her!
Everyone could sense the murderous aura enveloping her as if she was a devil from hell or a deity powerful enough to decide on one's fate.
That murderous aura surrounding the figure was terrifying enough to make anyone kneel in deference.
Thud! Thud!
Surrounded by an overwhelming sense of intimidation, those elites collapsed to their knees one after another.
They panted heavily, finding it almost impossible to breathe.
It was as if there was an enormous hand choking them.
This was how powerful that person's aura was.
Everyone was in fear.
Levi strode past them and charged straight at the mutated zombies.
While everyone watched, he ripped hundreds of mutated zombies apart with his bare hands.
There were rumors saying that a top fighter, who was powerful enough to rip the mutated zombies apart, had entered the forest.
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