"Roar?"
The Iron-Eating Giant Panda bared two sharp fangs beneath its bronze mask, emitting a low growl towards Shao Zifeng who stood in its way.
"We can't keep going like this." Shao Zifeng looked up at the nearly five-meter-tall Iron-Eating Giant Panda, feeling the oppressive presence of the high-rank beast washing over him, "Look at those monsters. If this continues, sooner or later, they will kill everyone."
Upon hearing this, the Iron-Eating Giant Panda turned its head to look at the screaming crowd. A massive, indistinguishable mass of people was packed together, with the bodies of infected individuals scattered throughout the disheveled central venue. These infectees, still in human form, had met a gruesome death, their corpses surrounded by several monsters.
Seeing this, the Iron-Eating Giant Panda's stance visibly softened, and the bronze spears that had been darting swiftly over its head gradually came to a halt.
"Hmm?"
