The Universe is Innately Just - Chapter 296

The medical team tried saving the soldiers that had fought the beasts in the north part of the main district without any care about the costs nor the resources.

They used anything available, any technique they possessed, all of that to save whatever was left alive inside of the damage corpses of the northern army that had fought to the bitter end.

Even though a few of those soldiers preferred to rest, as they slipped away from their bodies, tired by the constant fighting they had to do. Those were usually the one that lost faith in their future, and their closed ones were no longer worth the effort they had been making.

The doctor and surgeon in the middle of the escort weren’t gods, as although they could fix their bodies, they wouldn’t be able to make them come back to life if the patient didn’t want to. In the end, their effort would all rest on the survival instinct of the carcasses.

“Do we have visible feedback of the beasts’ surroundings that are still in the city?”, mumbled one of the generals in one of the cars of the cortege. His question was swiftly answer as he was passed a tablet by one of the men inside of the vehicle.

His eyes fell on the metallic tablet, he pressed a few button and the next moment, several flashes of light appeared in the long vehicle as holographic screens filled the inside of the limousine shaped car.

“Hmm… Why do I feel that they had changed during the small amount of time we had left?”, he asked in a harsh mutter that flashed his fear. Not even a second after that, a small voice came from the front of the vehicle, and once again cleared the doubt he had in his heart.

“You are right, sir. Those beasts had begun facing a strong growth in the short amount of time we had left them unattached. It is as though numerous genes were taking effect at this moment due to something we cannot sense…”, added the young man that had just spoken.

His eyes turned bright, as he couldn’t help softly mutter that he couldn’t probably find ways to find that variable if he was given enough time.

Sadly, what he said next didn’t attain the ears of the higher up in the vehicle, as the man continued looking at the many screens without batting an eyelid. His face turned somber by the seconds that passed, and before long, he couldn’t but turn toward the many men in the long vehicle.

His heart dropped the moment he saw the eyes of his subordinates. Fear, incomprehension, and anger were mixed together in a bitter flavored c.o.c.ktail of emotions that appeared when they laid their eyes on the solitary beasts that began looking at the distance. Their bodies weren’t in the same places, but their gazes were all locked in the same direction, looking at the blue sky of the blue energy, in the north outside of the city they had invaded.

At some point, one the beast couldn’t contain a roar that seemed to have come straight from its guts- slowly making its down up in the body of the towering monster- before releasing it to blue heaven that had trapped them here.

Without any leader, or clear direction, those intelligent beasts found themselves lacking any order, and as they had also been separated, they could only look at the distance north of New Casablanca. They were hoping to once again meet their kins, that stood in the other side of the barrier.

After the first roar, they began making their way to the extremities of the blue shell. Slowly, but steadily, due to their large bodies, they made their way through the large silvery streets of the main district, and soon regrouped to the place where the entire wall had been broken down into small pieces by Thol’Yr.

Outside of the transparent blue shell, the beasts could only gaze at the creatures in the distance with mixed expressions on their grotesque giant faces.

Time passed quietly, as a deafening roar that seemed to have come out of a titanic throat entered the ears of the beasts standing in the desolate street that faced the energy bubble shell.

A few seconds passed, and a drastic change began appearing in the silent beasts. Their humongous bodies began shaking, and their furred skin spiked as they physically could be seen that they were facing some external pressure. A low growl appeared in their lungs, slowly made its way toward their throat as they replicate the titanic roar they had heard.

They could sense that something had begun happening in their bodies, and with the clear mentality they had, and without the influence of being part of the sensation. The rebellious intent that embodied their bodies made them resent the beasts standing behind the other side of the energy shield.

Then, one the beasts standing in the streets of New Casablanca suddenly attacked a nearby monstrosity that had been dumbly looking through the energy shield. And in the same way, one could take his anger on a sandbag. The towering creature washed its fang deep in the throat of the creature that had been standing still.

One swift attack that went straight for the kill as the towering beast began gorging itself on the feast that appeared in front of it.

It didn’t take long for two reactions to happen, with one that reproduced the same action, and others that intruded themselves near the fleshly carcass as they began also eating to their fill.

“They are killing each other!?”

“Hell!? What is going on with them?”

Several thoughts flashed- in mere split seconds- in the clear minds of the individual that were monitoring the bestial monsters that were still inside of the main district—their facial expressions, changing from one to another as they felt that the situation was too surreal.

The beasts they were trying to kill for hours were now taking their own life with ease. Their guts screamed as they knew that this shift in their behavior wouldn’t be anything favorable to them. Their mind, logical and Cartesian, were hellbent on saying that the events were good for them.

Less beast to fight would always be a trade-off that the soldier of the armed forces would accept. Those monstrosities had turned the street of their city into a raging battlefield where they had to implode their MechSuit to win milliseconds. The losses were heavy, and their injured minds were far from having forgotten the events that happened hours before.

And it was due to those reasons, that despite seeing the fierce towering beasts kill each other, their guts alerted them that nothing would come good of their actions.

The beasts had been easy prey for the MechSuits on the first day, yet had still quickly turned into something they couldn’t dare to face if they weren’t at least a squad composed of thirty soldiers.

Their strongest fear hadn’t exactly come from the singular strength of the beasts, but had come from their evolutionary speed.

“We need to kill them quickly before the group of beasts turned one terrifying creature that we can’t afford to have inside of the energy shield.”

“Can we even damage them in our current state!?”, mumbled on the men as he looked at the screens. “But the situation need to be stopped before they turn into an unstoppable force that we won’t have any hope of resisting.”

The brave way couldn’t help but lay their hopes out loud, but was quickly washed out by the- cold-hearted- harsh words seethed in his self-deprecating tone.

“Fighting them isn’t possible…”, mumbled one of the higher ups. “We can’t bomb the main district as the authorities haven’t yet abandoned that place.”

“But there is absolutely no way that we will let them pass through this highway without them at least losing a few numbers…”, mumbled one of them that didn’t seem to have any envy to go back there. He largely preferred the last backup plan they had prepared, and that would be the explosion of every single factory nearby.

The explosion that would arise from it would transform the surroundings of the slum into a hellish area that couldn’t be crossed for days, or even weeks, due to the intensive radiation.

The self-destructive attack could, in fact, be interpreted as the city’s last attempt at taking down the blood mawed beasts army.

“Calm down Gentlemen. Do remember that our lives are assets we cannot simply throw away. Our last orders where to rejoin the authorities that went to the slums.”

“Our next directive are to do that…”

“But…”, mumbled one of the experimented men that knew that they had to at least try.

“No but!”, exclaimed the man loudly, his eyes turned cold as his countenance changed. One only needed one look to know that he wasn’t part of a military background but had nonetheless been part of the armed forces-of course- as a higher up. “The order! Nothing more, nothing less.”