Apocalypse Villainess? Nah, I'm Nice

Over fifty people were facing more than three hundred Mutant Beasts. That was a ratio of more than one to six—this was not going to be an easy fight!

As a rule, Mutant Beasts were larger than their normal counterparts. A mutated leopard, for example, was now nearly the size of a lion. The flat ground was already littered with their massive corpses, piled up like small hills, but still more surged forward relentlessly!

Their mutated eyes glowed blood-red as they attacked in one mad wave after another. The grotesque, tumor-like growths bulging from their heads and backs were utterly hideous.

Under Marcus Monroe’s command, the group had split into squads. They were arranged with ranged attackers behind and melee fighters in front, a coordinated strategy that was proving highly effective.

But there were simply too many Mutant Beasts!

Even fighting in rotations, the Superpower Users couldn’t recover much of their stamina or the energy for their superpowers in such a short time.

An hour later, Paige Summers had already used more than half of her Crossbow Arrows, and half the Mutant Beasts were still left... Out of the corner of her eye, she could see everyone’s spirits flagging. Marcus Monroe’s group was faring the best; Howard Everett, Martin Warren, and the others were long accustomed to prolonged battles and knew how to achieve the greatest results with the least effort. Moreover, their seamless teamwork was unparalleled by the other squads, making their section of the front line the most successful.

Among the other teams, Flying Eagle was also holding its own.

It had to be said, Claire Chapman was a real anomaly.

In the midst of this crisis, he had somehow unlocked his potential. Just a short while ago, he’d had a sudden breakthrough, advancing from the Fifth Rank of Superpower to the Sixth Rank!

Seeing his breakthrough, the light of hope rekindled in many of the fighters’ dimming eyes.

’If he can do it, maybe I can too!’

The thought was highly motivating.

Spurred on by him, the others rallied after their momentum had begun to falter, pushing the fight to a new peak!

However, a boost in morale could only sustain the body for so long; it wasn’t a long-term solution, and this battle was clearly far from over. As people died or were injured, and their effective fighting force dwindled, their spirits plummeted once more...

’If this keeps up, things are going to get ugly!’

Paige Summers felt a surge of anxiety.

Just then, Marcus Monroe gestured to her. He quickly moved to cover her position and, finding an opening in the fight, tossed several small vials to her.

"Give these to them!"

Slightly behind the front lines, seven or eight injured Superpower Users were sitting or lying on the ground.

Some had been bitten on their arms or legs, others were gashed by claws. Those in better shape could manage some basic first aid on their own, but the severely wounded were barely clinging to life.

She understood what Marcus Monroe meant.

Superpower Users had strong regenerative abilities. With some medicine, a few of them might be able to get back into the fight.

There was no room for wishful thinking.

In a situation like this, if you didn’t fight with everything you had, you’d just be left for dead.

Paige Summers ran over. She had intended to simply distribute the medicine, but as she opened a vial, she changed her mind. On second thought, she took out her own medicine from the small pouch she carried, swapped it with his, and personally placed the pills into their mouths.

Medicine was a precious commodity in this new era.

Marcus Monroe’s medicine was also a new product made by Levi Young, but it was far inferior to the batch made specially for Paige Summers. ’It isn’t that I’m being extraordinarily kind,’ she thought. ’It’s just that every moment they can hold on increases our chances of winning this fight!’

After administering the medicine, she didn’t have time to consider what they might be thinking and quickly returned to the battlefield.

The effects of her medicine were, of course, remarkable. A short while later, as she focused on shooting down Mutant Beasts, she could feel waves of gratitude directed at her.

The Superpower Users who had taken the medicine could already feel their conditions improving. Some, once their bleeding stopped, had even rejoined the battle!

Her Jade Pendant Mark was full of energy. The right earring activated, and all the energy surged toward the left one, but she was in no state of mind to pay attention to it.

Amid the dazzling light of various superpower attacks, her arrows streaked through the air, one straight black line after another.

Sean Raines knew her supply of Crossbow Arrows was limited. As he subconsciously shadowed her, he had intended to help her retrieve the used ones. But when he saw the gruesome state of the dead Mutant Beasts, he understood. He didn’t dare pull the arrows out by hand. Instead, he used his wooden sword to pry them loose, then flicked them into a pile.

Paige Summers didn’t notice, but Marcus Monroe, who was surveying the entire battlefield, did not miss the subtle interaction.

A flicker of vague displeasure passed through him, but with no time to dwell on it, he refocused on the battle.