Chapter 86: Section 77: The Mutation
The large different kind’s shrieking was interrupted as it rolled twice on the ground before finally standing up. Malin, who had already reloaded his shotgun, saw its battered face.
It’s not dead, a true Undead indeed. Even with its entire lower jaw smashed, it could still move.
"Child, that is not your prey!" the Paladin from the Church of Justice imbued his longsword with the effect of a holy weapon and then strode toward the gigantic different kind charging at him.
Malin shook his head—everything about the Church of Justice’s Paladin was admirable except for his tendency to steal the spotlight. Malin could confirm that, despite its enraged state, the different kind hadn’t sped up at all. It was just a dumb brute. Without speed, it was nothing more than a target.
And yet, he went straight on to face the monster.
Forget it, let him have it. Malin raised his gun and began shooting those obviously mutated different kinds, which did not have pale bone growth covering their entire bodies like their big brother did, but generally had localized growth and enlargement.
The No. 8 hollow-point bullets couldn’t take down their big brother, but they had no trouble easily dispatching these. A double shot could straight-out kill a different kind—with such caliber hollow-point bullets, the different kinds’ proud physical defenses and Undead traits were almost completely ineffective. A direct hit to the head meant they could say goodbye to their skulls.
On the other side, the Paladin raised his shield to block the giant different kind’s claw strike, stepping back several times in the process. Although he blocked the attack, Malin felt the Paladin was somewhat lacking in strength—if he were there, a single hammer blow would let the different kind understand what true power was.