Corvino led his colleagues to the sealed shelter in a hurry. When they arrived on the street in front of the department store, a terrible sight unfolded before them. Countless monster corpses were piled up on the road, and blood painted the ground, the walls, and the nearby buildings.
"Ugh..."
One of his men vomited when he saw a man's shredded corpse. And when they turned their eyes to the entrance of the sealed shelter, someone was standing there with his arms crossed over his chest. As soon as Corvino laid eyes on the man, he recognized him at once. It was the huge man who had arrived in the western harbor city yesterday.
"Let's have a talk."
The man's deep voice echoed. As if possessed, Corvino approached him without even thinking of refusing. He could not even hear his men's words anymore. Right now, he was busy regretting calling the man a shrimp yesterday.
Corvino stopped in surprise when he realized he was finally right in front of the man.
"Mr. Corvino, right?"
