After testing the Tyrant's damage, Zhang Yanhang immediately started running back. It was not for any other reason. He had just resisted the Tyrant's charge, which resulted in a large shield value being reduced. Now he needs a second to recover slightly.
Check the shield value. Well, this is mainly for safety reasons.
But as a biological weapon of the Umbrella Company, the trial-type tyrant, even if it is just a failed biological weapon, it is impossible to watch Zhang Yanhang escape without stopping it. Although the intelligence level is indeed very low, it at least still knows how to kill it.
enemy's.
Zhang Yanhang had just turned around and ran out, at most a few meters away, when the prototype tyrant over there had already lifted a car on the roadside and aimed it at Zhang Yanhang's direction and threw it.
"Is it so ferocious? Just throw it at the car?" Although he was running away, Zhang Yanhang had already sensed the trial tyrant's aggressive behavior through his perception.
A silver Santana weighing at least one ton roared towards Zhang Yanhang. Zhang Yanhang used a burst of spiritual energy to bless his arms and legs, but it was not for the purpose of escaping.
There was only a harsh sound of metal twisting, and Zhang Yanhang, who was running away, turned around again to face the tyrant, and steadily caught the silver Santana with both hands.
Although the energy shield on Zhang Yanhang's body vibrated endlessly and produced a large number of ripples and wrinkles, it still withstood the impact from the silver Santana. In order to grasp the silver Santana in his hand, the car chassis twisted and deformed under Zhang Yanhang's power. "It won't
Right? No? You don’t really think I’m afraid of you, do you?”
"Get up!" Zhang Yanhang continued to increase the spiritual energy output of his arms. His muscles bulged, and his waist and legs exerted force at the same time. The asphalt pavement under his feet was stepped on to create a pit full of cracks. With a loud shout, the weight was directly lifted up to
More than a ton of silver Santana was thrown back in the direction it came from.
The silver Santana weighing more than one ton came through the air with a crazy air flow. The prototype tyrant directly pierced the engine cover of the silver Santana with the sharp claws of his right arm. At the same time, although it was a little deformed and thin, it was still full of energy.
The powerful left arm immediately thrust towards the chassis of the car and barely managed to catch the silver Santana.
But even though the trial-type Tyrant had caught Silver Santana, it was still hit by the powerful impact of Silver Santana and slid backwards for a distance. The unprotected soles of its feet were rubbed to flesh and blood on the rough asphalt ground.
It was blurry, leaving two long blood marks.
Moreover, in order to catch the silver Santana, the already weak heart in the chest was once again put under great pressure, and the remaining thick blood vessels that were still intact burst one after another, no longer supplying blood to the heart.
After losing part of the blood supply to his heart, the prototype tyrant's body began to tremble and seemed to be a little unable to hold on, but in the next moment he threw the silver Santana towards Zhang Yanhang again.
Zhang Yanhang did not dodge, but directly increased his spiritual energy output to catch the silver Santana and threw it towards the prototype tyrant, "Good guy, are you playing toss and catch with me here?"
Bang!
At first, the trial tyrant tried to catch Silver Santana again, but the lack of blood supply to his heart caused his strength to decrease. He could only barely catch it before, but this time he was immediately pinned under the car.
The silver Santana, which contained a powerful impact, immediately stirred up a large amount of dust after landing on the ground, and a large amount of blood was splashed out from the bottom of the car accordingly.
The prototype Tyrant who failed to catch Silver Santana's exposed spine was shattered inch by inch after hitting the hard asphalt ground. At the same time, his heart was directly poked and exploded by a sharp piece of metal in the twisted and deformed car chassis.
And nailed it directly to the ground.
"That's it? He doesn't seem to be very strong, or in other words, he's not smart enough."
Zhang Yanhang feels that if the trial-type tyrant can have human-level intelligence, it will be at least a lot more difficult to deal with. After all, normal people will definitely not throw away a car because of the opponent, and it will have to be honest and straightforward.
Hey, at this time, a normal person can choose to avoid the car and wait for opportunities to attack the enemy's weaknesses.
Well, maybe in this regard, Zhang Yanhang is indeed not a normal person, because he just so uprightly caught the car thrown by the enemy.
"Originally, I thought about turning on the spiritual energy blessing in critical moments, but who would have thought that the long-range attack method of the trial-type tyrant is to throw a car. Fortunately, it is not a road roller. Generally, the lightest normal road roller weighs several tons, even if
It’s impossible for me to catch it even with the blessing of spiritual energy.”
With Zhang Yanhang's current strength, he can only throw a light mini roller that weighs one or two tons at most, while normal rollers are generally more than five tons.
"By the way, I wonder if a stronger pursuer will throw a steamroller? Not only do I not have the necessary substitute to deal with the steamroller, but I'm only at level one. I definitely won't be able to handle it in this situation."
Zhang Yanhang was thinking about strange things while walking to the side of the prototype tyrant who was pressed under the silver Santana car. Although his heart was pierced and his spine was shattered, the prototype tyrant was still not dead at this time.
The strong vitality from the zombie allows it to survive under the car.
Therefore, after discovering that he did not hear the corresponding kill prompt, Zhang Yanhang immediately chose to come over for a last-ditch attack. He took out the machete +2 that he had never used before from his pocket, and then aimed it at the prototype tyrant's
The head was stabbed in hard. Yes, the last blow Zhang Yanhang mentioned was a real last blow in the physical sense.
Although the +2 attack power of this machete is really rubbish, under the miracle of Zhang Yanhang's strong force, it was still stabbed in smoothly, and he stirred it after stabbing, so that it could be stably guaranteed.
Even if the tyrant is dead, even with the vitality of a zombie, he cannot still be alive even if his brain is ruined.
"30 soul points? There are so many? T-001 Prototype Tyrant is indeed a second-level monster. In this case, wouldn't I be able to get 300 soul points from the treasure chest dropped by T-001 Prototype Tyrant?
Already?"
As Zhang Yanhang was talking, he suddenly remembered that the first-order three-star wandering Goblin merchant was also an option with 300 soul points. Doesn’t this mean that the Goblin merchant is actually the same as the second-order one-star trial-type tyrant?
