Chapter Twenty-Six: Tyrant!

Is this a tyrant? A tyrant can't be so high!

With a height of almost five meters, even in the Resident Evil Curse Gaiden, which Miao Zhang is familiar with, there is no such tall tyrant!

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The violent and majestic tyrant wantonly swayed his rage, and the container behind him was lifted up by the tyrant and thrown ten meters away with a wave!

Huge inhuman power, the oppressive battlefield is dead silent.

What is this doing, in Resident Evil 3, when did such a monster appear!

In the dead silence, a howitzer, dragging gray tailitis, accurately hit the tyrant's head.

With a bang, the tyrant, who had just broken free from the shackles of the container, was beaten and stumbled.

The smoke cleared, and the intact tyrant looked indifferently in the direction where the howitzer came.

Bend over, bend, sprint.

With a rumbling sound, the huge tyrant rushed into the position of the chosen ones in only a few seconds.

A frenzied slaughter, a tyrant who ignores the damage of a gun, is like cleaning up garbage, each slap can send several people flying, and under the huge force, these people have lost their lives before they can hit the ground.

Faced with an invincible enemy, the chosen ones chose to retreat.

After leaving behind a part of the clones, almost like lost dogs, the chosen ones divided into large and small teams and flew into the desert......

Miao Zhang squinted his eyes calmly, comparing the gap between the tyrant and the tribal giant.

It seems that this tyrant is not as powerful as the 10-year-old Big Eye, right?

So, do you have a chance?

At this time, on the horizon in the distance, you can already see a somewhat embarrassed, but full of life, convoy is slowly approaching.

Miao Zhang turned his head and looked at the female soldier seriously, from head to toe, very carefully.

"Hey, thigh, I'm going to fight monsters, is there any special encouragement?"

Qingli didn't speak, and handed over the rifle in her hand.

Glancing at the extra-large ammunition rifle obtained from the Galaxy Clan, Miao Zhang smiled and shook his head.

Although the enemy is too strong, although he can choose to retreat, what Miao Zhang desires in his heart is indeed a battle that risked his life.

It seems that the so-called beast soul in his body has greatly expanded a certain part of Miao Zhang's heart.

The boiling war spirit is burning in the bottom of my heart, and now Miao Zhang is only asking for a fight!

Miao Zhang took a deep breath, and calmly turned on the startling killing state.

Both hands and feet completed the beast transformation at the same time.

With a whistle in his mouth, he led the wildflowers that seemed to be extremely excited, and began a righteous charge towards the tyrant who showed off his might on the battlefield.

"Kill!"

Without any cover-up, without any care, Miao Zhang picked up a piece of sand and dust and threw himself straight out.

500 meters, 300 meters, 100 meters.

The tall tyrant finally noticed the two small bugs in front of him, and seemed to be a little annoyed and provoked, and let out an inexplicable low roar from his mouth.

A huge palm, from top to bottom, slapped down fiercely!

Miao Zhang calmly calculated the speed of the palm slap, stopped suddenly, jumped, and the sharp bone spurs on his hands and feet were inserted into the huge arm in front of him.

With a bang, the tyrant's huge palm smashed on the ground, and in the smoke and dust, Miao Zhang's whole person smoothly climbed to the tyrant's elbow.

Very good, the bone spurs after the beast transformation are really powerful, and even such a hard skin of the tyrant can pierce in.

A gleam flashed in Miao Zhang's eyes, and with a force of his hands and feet, he climbed up his arms towards the tyrant's head.

With a calm mind and a heart full of fighting intent, Miao Zhang turned a blind eye to the other palm that the tyrant had grabbed by the situation, and only the pale and huge head was left in his eyes.

Lao Tzu, I'm going to give you a scoop in the head!

The huge wind pressure brought by the tyrant's palm blew Miao Zhang's hair, Miao Zhang's hands paused slightly, his knees bent, and his feet kicked the tyrant's arms, and he suddenly pounced.

With a bang, the tyrant's other palm slapped on his arm, and Miao Zhang had already clinged to the tyrant's armpit.

Now, Miao Zhang is only two positions away from the head of the tyrant!

The tyrant, who was about to get up in anger, trembled violently, and the palm that was originally chasing Miao Zhang suddenly turned and stretched out towards his crotch.

Miao Zhang glanced at it attentively in his busy schedule, but he was almost shocked and fell out of the killing state.

The brave wildflower, which only has one tendon left, is hanging dead under the tyrant's crotch, and its sharp claws and teeth bite out a bloody hole in the part where there should have been something!

Wildflowers, good job, like one!

Miao Zhang came back to his senses, took advantage of the tyrant's distraction, climbed to the tyrant's head two or three times, fixed his body with his left hand, and put the five fingers of his right hand together in the shape of a knife, and slammed it into the tyrant's eyes.

The huge pain caused the tyrant to let out an earth-shattering roar, and his palm rose and slapped directly on Miao Zhang's body.

A huge force pressed on Miao Zhang's body, and blood spurted out of Miao Zhang's mouth as if he didn't want money!

Again! Ignoring the pain in my body that almost brought my mind to a halt.

Miao Zhang withdrew his arm, used the strength of his whole body, and once again stabbed the tyrant in the eye.

There was a muffled bang, and a large hole was pierced in the bones between the head and eyes, and Miao Zhang's right hand, whose bones had been shattered, was finally inserted into the tyrant's brain.

The half roar in the tyrant's mouth stopped abruptly, and his whole body twitched slightly and fell backwards, and with a bang, his huge body smashed weakly into the sand, setting off a large puff of dust.

In the smoke and dust, a small convoy, full of fear, cautiously approached the battlefield.

Miao Zhang sat up straight, laboriously pulled out the arm that was still in the tyrant's eye socket, and ignored the people behind him who walked out of the truck with fear and alertness, pale faces, and trembling.

His face was a little weird and he looked at the palm of his right hand.

In the palm of his hand, he is holding a small transparent ball that exudes a grayish-white hue.

In the ball, a tyrant-like thing is roaring in the sky.

The next moment, pale red energy emanated from Miao Zhang's palm, enveloping the gray ball.

The so-called beast soul in the body let out an unconscious pleasant whisper, and the gray ball was swallowed whole.

It was indeed swallowed, and Miao Zhang could even feel the satisfied bloating of the beast soul in his body!

The beast soul that had eaten and drunk suddenly swelled, and a stream of red energy that seemed to have deepened a little bit covered Miao Zhang's right arm, as if a beast was defending its territory, and after a burst of numbness on his right arm, a stream of black blood flowed out.

Only then did Miao Zhang realize that a slap-sized wound had been cut on his right arm by the tyrant's skull!

Blinked, it seems, I don't have to be afraid of the T virus anymore?

Well, I seem to have forgotten something. Broken! Wild flower!

Miao Zhang clearly remembered that the wild flower, but even the tyrant's flesh was bitten!