Chapter 55: The Tyrant
"What are you thinking?"
Serena noticed Ethan's head bowed in thought, and given the tremors that had just occurred, she guessed what Ethan was planning.
"I thought about it, and now is the best chance to fix this thing. β
The Tyrant is Ambrera's most mature and stable product at the moment, with a strong physique and strength, and ordinary small arms attacks will hardly do any damage to him.
To deal with a tyrant, he must attack his weaknesses if his weapons are not strong enough, and his weaknesses are the same as the licker's head and heart.
The tyrant has a certain amount of intelligence, and his reaction speed is not slow, it is not easy to attack his head, he will dodge and cover his hands to protect his head from attack, as for the heart......
Under normal conditions, the tyrant will wear a set of restraint clothes similar to a military coat, which will keep the tyrant in a more stable state and give the tyrant more defense.
The weakness of the heart cannot be attacked in the case of wearing a 'military coat', and if you want to hit him, you can either beat his coat to pieces, or force the tyrant to be angry and take the initiative to untie the coat, in exchange for faster movement speed and stronger attack power.
Of course, these are normal circumstances, and if Lyons wants to use these pistols and shotguns with nine millimeter caliber in their hands, they can only deal with the tyrant in this way.
Of course, Ethan didn't have to be so troublesome, and what he was thinking about before was not to escape, but whether to kill the tyrant directly here.
"What's wrong?"
After being in a daze for so long, the others also noticed Ethan's abnormality, and at this moment, there seemed to be a slight vibration on the ground, as if something heavy was constantly smashing the ground.
"It seems like I don't have to worry about it. β
It's not a game after all.,You'll only encounter a big boss or something like that in a fixed place.,After the tyrant is airdropped.,,Automatically search for attack targets.,According to Ambrera's idea of wanting to test these weapons this time.,I'm afraid all living things are within his attack range.γ
Ethan didn't know exactly if the tyrant had a search radar or something, but this guy did have a knack for 'finding people' and could always find his target.
This time was the same, except that it didn't take long after the airdrop for Ethan to stay in the hall for a while, and the tyrant was already close here.
"You all stand back. β
Ethan almost didn't say, 'Get out of the way, I'm going to start pretending!', but before he could say this classic line, the small wooden door flew out, and then a tall and strong figure squeezed out of the somewhat narrow door frame.
"What kind of monster is this?"
The tyrant has blue-gray skin, which can be seen at a glance that it is not human, coupled with the oppressive force of the huge body structure that is more than two meters tall, Robert Kender and Leon and others are a little frightened, even Claire, who has always behaved very strongly, does not know what to do at this time.
"Run?"
Running away seemed to be the right choice, but before Leon could shout, "You guys run first, I'll cover!", he found that Ethan had already rushed towards the monster.
"Come back, Ethan!"
He thought Ethan was rushing out to buy them time, but Leon, who was a police officer and had a strong sense of justice, would never tolerate hiding behind a 'civilian'.
It's pretty much the other way around, because that's his responsibility.
He wanted to shoot to attract the attention of the monster, but the distance was a bit far, and Ethan blocked his shooting range, Leon didn't dare to shoot casually, for fear of accidentally injuring Ethan, so he could only watch Ethan rush to the monster, and he was in a hurry behind.
"No!"
When the tyrant raised his thick right arm and was about to smash his basin-sized fist on Ethan's head, Claire, who seemed to foresee the tragedy that would happen in the next second, couldn't help but cry out, and at the same time held Shirley in her arms, preventing her from seeing the terrible picture.
Bang!
The scene that should have happened did not happen, and although the tyrant's basin-sized fist fell, it was about to hit Ethan in the face, but he could no longer move forward, because Ethan caught the punch with his left hand.
The scene was a bit striking, no one thought that the tyrant's punch was just a faΓ§ade, and the loud sound that Ethan made when he caught it, and the cracks in the ground beneath his feet proved that it was impossible for anyone to catch such an attack.
"I must be hallucinating!"
Leon felt that his brain might be a little insufficient, what happened today was amazing enough, but the virus or something can still be explained by science, even if the monster that appeared in front of him could be regarded as a powerful biochemical weapon.
What is Ethan's situation? Why is it that an ordinary-looking person can catch such a terrifying punch? Could it be that it is a robot hidden under the appearance of an ordinary human?
What made Leon even more horrified was what happened next, the big man seemed to want to pull his hand back, but Ethan grabbed it in his hand and couldn't pull it back.
Immediately afterwards, Ethan twisted his body and gave the big guy an over-the-shoulder fall.
Bang!
Looking at the large craters smashed in the ground and the splattered rubble, Leon felt that if he had been brought here like this, it was estimated that not a single bone in his body would still be intact.
Actually, everyone thinks the same thing, except for Serena. Now Ethan doesn't have time to think about it so much, he's still experiencing his power.
"Like...... The power was a little bigger than I had expected. β
He would rush to choose hand-to-hand combat with the tyrant, because he had some idea of testing his physical condition.
Ever since he had strengthened his body with potions, he had been working hard, and he only knew that his body had exceeded the limits of human beings, but to what extent it was unclear.
He used to think that he should be a lot worse than Captain America, but now that he looks at it, this judgment should be quite accurate.
When Captain America just completed the reinforcement, he could easily lift the heavy motorcycle with three people above his head, and later it may have been scientifically exercised, and the hidden potential was also stimulated, and Captain America at this time could even drag down the helicopter that was ready to take off.
Ethan just caught the tyrant's attack and made an over-the-shoulder fall, which is really nothing compared to it, after all, this thing can't even pinch Leon, an ordinary human (?), with one claw.
Ignoring the eyes that looked at the tyrant as a monster, Ethan saw that the tyrant did not seem to be hurt and was about to get up from the pit, and immediately rushed up and kicked the tyrant back.
Then he stood on top of the tyrant and smashed it down to the head with punch after punch.
Bang! Bang!
Each punch made a dull sound, and the sound alone could tell how heavy Ethan's attack was, but the attack still tickled the tyrant's body, and it couldn't do any damage to him at all.
"It seems that although my strength surpasses that of ordinary people, I am not able to inflict any effective damage on a biochemical weapon of this level. β
After testing for a while, Ethan also gained a more detailed understanding of his situation.
Many times, physical qualities such as strength and agility, although he knows that he has improved a lot, it is difficult to have a sufficiently accurate impression without being tested in battle, and after determining his current state, Ethan is reluctant to continue playing.
Jumping off the recovered tyrant, Ethan let the monster get back on his feet, and then let out an angry roar, and then several positions on the tyrant's coat continued to bounce parts, and the angry tyrant was ready to untie himself, burst out with his strongest attack power, and then tore Ethan in front of him to pieces.
It's a pity that Ethan won't give him this opportunity, this is not a fair duel in the ring, and when the tyrant roared in a rage, Ethan had already mobilized his own magic
"There is no magical energy to borrow in this world, it is indeed a demonless world. β
It's not that magic can't be used in such a world, as long as the mage has his own magic power, or carries a prop that contains magic himself, he can also use magic.
It's just that there is no way to replenish it in this world after the magic energy is consumed, and the recovery speed of one's own magic power also depends on the specific situation of the magician himself.
For example, the cultivation path chosen by Ethan, if he can persist in cultivating until the later stage, he himself is a source of magic power that continuously generates mana, which is also the most suitable path for a mage like him who has to walk multiple worlds.
Another advantage of this cultivation method is that because the magic power is completely generated by one's own spirit, the application of magic power is far beyond that of ordinary mages, and when using magic, it is like using one's own fingers, almost like an instinct, like those cumbersome spell casting gestures and spells, all of which can be omitted - even if you use some magic that you have not fully mastered, it just takes more time to 'read the note'.
The magic quickly gathered in Ethan's open hand, and according to his thoughts, it turned into a ball of fire that exuded a scorching aura, and when it condensed and formed, the orange-red fireball pasted on the tyrant's face at a very fast speed, blasting the entire head and neck into pieces, and the tyrant fell straight down.
As the tyrant fell, the police hall fell into a dead silence, Ethan walked over to take a brief look, took the opportunity to collect some samples, and when he turned around, Leon and the others looked at him with even more strange eyes than before.
"Re-introduce yourself. Looking at Leon and Claire's strange eyes, as well as Shirley's big eyes full of curiosity, Ethan spread his hands: "I'm Ethan, a magician passing by. β