Rebirth after the apocalypse: I create a new world with space!

At this moment, Fatty's strong and powerful hands were like steel pliers, tightly gripping the special mace.

This mace is not ordinary. It was carefully made for him by the gold-type psychic in the base.

The mace is extremely tough. Even though Fat Head is extremely strong, the mace will not be damaged at all when he swings it with all his strength. It is a weapon tailor-made for him to kill enemies.

On the mace, the power-related abilities surged like a surging tide, never stopping, and it was like a nimble snake weaving and circling in every crevice of the mace, emitting a powerful and heart-pounding aura.

Fathead’s small eyes were wide open, like two bright stars, staring at the hyena group outside the protective shield with a sharp gaze.

Each of the hyenas was huge in size and had tight muscles, like small cars.

Their fur is rough and tough, like a layer of natural armor, flickering with a strange luster in the dim light.

Their eyes are like deep black holes, emitting greed and savagery, which is the unstoppable desire to catch their prey.

After identifying the location of the hyena pack, Fat Head stomped his mace hard on the ground. The action was so stupid, like a bull hitting a mountain, or a meteorite falling to the ground.

"Look at me!"

A thunderous roar burst out from his mouth, and the sound exploded in the air, as if it was going to shake a crack in the sky.

This stomp was like stomping on the heart of the earth. There was a loud "bang" and it seemed as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart, and the whole earth was shaking.

An extremely powerful force centered on him, spreading out in all directions like a surging tsunami, layer upon layer, majestic and powerful, like an army of thousands sweeping mercilessly towards the hyena pack.

This force is like an invisible shock wave. Even through a solid protective shield, its power is still unstoppable.

The approaching hyenas were knocked away in an instant. They rolled helplessly in the air like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind, emitting bursts of shrill screams.

The sound cut through the air and echoed in the valley, like a sonata of death. They fell heavily to the ground, creating shallow pits and raising dust.

The hyenas struggled desperately, trying to stand up again.

Their eyes were full of fear and they made whimpering sounds from their mouths. The voices were trembling, as if they were begging for mercy from Fat Head.

Their pitiful appearance at this moment was completely different from their previous ferocity and brutality, just like defeated soldiers who had lost all their fighting spirit.

Fatty's eyes widened when he saw this. His eyes, which were originally small, were now as big as copper bells. There seemed to be two balls of angry flames burning in his eyes, scorching and intimidating, as if the flames were going to burn everything in front of him to ashes.

He shouted at the top of his voice:

"You guys, don't even think about getting close!"

His voice was like the loud sound of a huge bell, shaking the protective shield slightly.

When the hyenas heard the thunder-like roar, they became a little panicked, and a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

Their steps became a little hesitant, and they wandered outside the protective shield, not daring to move forward easily. They just surrounded from a distance, with unwillingness and fear flashing in their eyes.

However, how could these greedy and wild hyenas easily give up the prey in front of them?

Soon, fierce light flashed in their eyes again, and their gaze was like sharp arrows that seemed to penetrate the protective shield.

They began to re-adjust their formation, with the largest hyenas rushing in front and those behind them spreading out in a fan shape.

They attacked the protective shield, jumping high into the air, their sharp claws flashing with cold light as they fiercely grabbed the protective shield.

Every scratch was accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, which was the sound produced by the friction between their sharp claws and the protective shield, like the collision of metal and metal, with sparks flying.

Their fangs were not idle either, biting the protective shield frantically. The huge bite force even caused some tiny cracks to appear on the surface of the protective shield.

A low roar came from their mouths, and the sound was like a roar from hell, full of threats, as if they were demonstrating to the people in the protective shield, or as if they were giving themselves courage.

Fat Head snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

However, that smile looked a little funny on his chubby face, yet it also carried a different kind of confidence.

He said:

"Humph, if you still don't give up, then come and have a taste of my power again!"

As he spoke, he raised the mace high again, and the muscles in his arms bulged instantly, rising like hard rocks.

Blue veins bulged out like little snakes, winding across his muscles. Each vein was like a flowing river of power, showing that he was exerting his supernatural powers with all his strength.

There was a determination in his eyes, and his honest face seemed as if possessed by the god of war, as if he was guarding the most precious thing in the world and would not allow these hyenas any chance to take advantage.

His eyes were fixed on the hyenas, like a cheetah staring at its prey, ready for their next attack.

A hyena seized the opportunity and pounced on a weak point in the protective shield at lightning speed.

Fatty's eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly, waving his mace and rushing forward.

The mace hit the hyena heavily with a whistling sound.

The hyena twisted its body forcefully in the air, trying to dodge, but was still hit on the side by the mace.

The sharp wolf fangs cut a deep gash in the hyena's tough fur, and blood splattered.

The hyena screamed and fell heavily to the ground, but quickly got up again, with an even more ferocious look in its eyes, as if it was completely enraged.

Several more hyenas attacked from different directions at the same time, and they surrounded Fat Head and pounced on him.

Fat Head showed no fear at all. His feet were firmly planted on the ground, like an old, rooted tree.

He swung the mace so tightly that it formed a silver curtain of light.

The hyena's claws and fangs were bounced back when they touched the light curtain, and it was also dizzy from the recoil force.

Fathead seized the opportunity, rushed forward, and smashed the mace hard on the head of a hyena.

The hyena's skull was shattered by the tremendous force and it died instantly, falling to the ground motionless.

Seeing this, the other hyenas retreated briefly, but soon reorganized their attack, and they seemed determined to achieve their goal.

At the same time, on the other side of the protective shield, Skinny and Ajian were on full alert.

They were facing ferocious and abnormal mutant plants.

These plants seemed like demons crawling out from the abyss of hell, and each one exuded a terrifying aura.

They have different shapes, but all of them reveal horror.

Some of the mutated plants are like giant octopuses, with countless vines twisting like tentacles. The vines are covered with sharp barbs, making a whistling sound when waving in the air.