Chapter Ninety-Five: Tyrant No. 3!

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The humanoid life inside the metal coffin had its eyes closed, and its tall body was as beautiful as a marble carving, and with Zhang Mo's keen perception, he could detect an extremely dangerous aura on this living body.

Zhang Mo was wearing humanoid armor, the blood-red goggles revealed a cold light and stared coldly at the life in the metal coffin, no longer caring about the dying No. 4 biochemical weapon, No. 4 was not far from death, and it did not have the perverted regeneration ability like the licker, Zhang Mo was not afraid that it would escape, he wanted to keep No. 4 as a supply, because his intuition told him that the next battle would not be easy.

And he didn't know what kind of material the metal coffin was made of, and his illustrated ability couldn't be used, and he couldn't identify the attributes of the humanoid life in the coffin, and he didn't know how powerful it was.

Outwardly, this humanoid is nearly a foot tall, a giant compared to humans, but much smaller than other biochemical weapons and monsters. But the danger of this humanoid life is extremely high, and Zhang Mo even thinks that it is even more powerful than the level 9 four-star water monster sturgeon!

I wanted to face the sturgeon monster at the beginning, and I was lucky to kill it with the assistance of the missile, and Zhang Mo was also on the verge of danger several times and almost died, and now he encountered an unknown life that was not weaker than the sturgeon monster, so Zhang Mo had to wait for it.

However, it is not difficult to guess the identity of this life, and Yin Lao had mentioned that No. 3 appeared near Shencheng before, according to the ranking of biochemical weapons. No. 3 happens to be a terrifying biochemical weapon of level 9 five-star, if I guess correctly, the life of this kind of person in front of me should be No. 3.

Suddenly, the eyelids of the humanoid creature in the metal coffin moved slightly.

Zhang Mo's pupils shrank, and his arm directly turned into a sharp blade and slashed towards the metal coffin, so that he would not wait for this inexplicable life to wake up, and it was best to kill it directly.

He doesn't care if his actions are sneak attacks or not, he only knows that the other party is his enemy, either the enemy dies or he dies, as long as he can kill the enemy.

Zhang Mo attacked with all his might. The blade sliced through the air and sliced straight at the head of the humanoid life.

Seeing that the blade was about to be cut off, No. 3's eyes still didn't open. But in an instant, its arm crossed its head, blocking the blade that slashed straight at its skull!

Burst!

The blade was blocked, and Zhang Mo stood on the wall of the metal coffin and stared coldly at No. 3's arm.

The blade form was the sharpest of all his abilities, and there was little to stop it from cutting. But the arm of No. 3 in front of him actually blocked the blade in the form of a blade. The blade appears to have sliced only into the surface of its skin. Not to mention the bones, not even the flesh and blood have been cut, as if there is a terrifying power under the epidermis.

A stream of azure liquid flows from Rank 3's arm. It's the blood of Number 3.

This time, No. 3 seemed to have just woken up, and his eyes slowly opened.

No. 3's eye sockets are deep and have a strange beauty, and after the eyes opened, Zhang Mo saw a pair of silver-white eyes, which exuded a terrifying cold glow, but the eyes were not focused, and there was no look.

Zhang Mo pulled out his blade and looked at No. 3.

Exactly opposite No. 3's silver-white eyes, No. 3's eyes immediately changed, a trace of blood spread in its eyes, and its breath burst out!

"Roar!"

It let out a roar that bordered on pain, and sat up sharply with a muffled sound of flesh tearing apart.

Only then did Zhang Mo realize that the suspected humanoid life of No. 3 was nailed to a metal coffin, and there were dozens of sharp metal thorns at the bottom of the coffin, which had been pierced in No. 3's body.

Number 3 roared, breaking free from the metal spikes, blue blood spraying from his back.

Eventually, it broke free from its metal coffin.

Its gaze swept towards Zhang Mo, its eyes were blank but the cold light was terrifying, its big hand slapped straight out, Zhang Mo waved his hand to resist, and was directly hit by the terrifying power of this slap thousands of meters away.

Bang!

The ground was shaken out of a big crater by Zhang Mo, thousands of meters away, Zhang Mo stared at No. 3 solemnly, No. 3's blow did not hurt Zhang Mo, who was using the armor form, but its powerful power can be seen from this casual hit.

"Roar!"

No. 3 walked out of the metal coffin, and then he could see that the bottom of the entire metal coffin was full of metal thorns of various sizes, and No. 3 had been nailed to death.

It has a resolute face, a bald head, a tall and strong body, streamlined muscles, and a white back full of blood holes, but those blood holes are rapidly healing after breaking away from the metal coffin.

"Kill him!" The leader of the black-robed people in the main hall passed the order to Number 3.

After the black-robed man's order arrived, No. 3 faced Zhang Mo, and bloodshot eyes spread in his silver-white eyes.

"Kill!"

It spoke, and suddenly strode over.

And on No. 3, when he left the metal coffin, Zhang Mo also immediately used his bestiary ability to check its attributes.

To his surprise, the system prompt suddenly sounded.

"[Bestiary]: Skills have been improved, the level is advanced, and the effect is that it can identify life that does not exceed the host's own level of level 10, the attribute data has been strengthened and improved, and the distance of the Bestiary has been increased."

【Illustrated】

Name: Tyrant (Wounded)

Grade: 9

Quality: ★★★★★

Weaknesses: Not yet discovered

Race:?

Status: Mutated

Health: 3500

Strength: 400 (Actual: 300)

Movement Ability: 350 (Actual: 240)

Special Abilities:?

The improvement of the Bestiary ability surprised Zhang Mo a little, and he estimated that it might be because the Bestiary ability was used too much, and there was also an extra [Weakness] attribute.

The Bestiary skills become more and more perfect as you improve.

And after looking at the attributes of the No. 3 illustrated book, Zhang Mo was a little surprised, this No. 3 was actually an injured mutant monster, and it had a new title: "Tyrant".

He remembered that "mutant" monsters were extremely rare and extremely powerful, with special abilities that ordinary creatures could not match, such as his queen ant and the giant tree on the bank of the Yellow River.

The only thing that made him feel a little relieved was that the creature was injured and its combat effectiveness had weakened a lot.

In terms of attributes, Zhang Mo's strength is no worse than that of the No. 3 tyrant, and with the combat power bonus of the mutation ability, it can even kill it, but is a level 9 five-star mutant creature really as simple as shown in the illustrated book?

Can you be killed so easily? Zhang Mo definitely didn't believe it, his gaze stayed on the "special ability" of the No. 3 tyrant, and here was a question mark, that is, unknown.

Zhang Mo couldn't guess what its special ability was, but he had an intuition in his heart that it would definitely not be simple. (To be continued......)