The group of behemoths fell quiet for an instant. Then, those in the innermost circle took two steps forward.

Winston’s unfocused gaze instantly returned to clarity as he forced himself to get his act together and get up. He glanced at the group of behemoths around him warily.

When behemoths were in a group, they were invincible like a group of zombies. If they attacked Winston, he’d have to enter a chaotic battle again. Although he might not necessarily die, the chances of him escaping were very low. It’d take strength, brains, and luck.

Thankfully, the behemoths weren’t zombies who only knew to eat. They also knew about the survival...