Chapter Ninety-One: Brute Fighting
In the cramped basement, the roar was about to deafen Herring's ears, and he touched his ear to find a pool of blood smeared on his hand, such a powerful blasting effect that no strong wall could resist. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Boom."
The basement began to shake violently, all kinds of rubble fell down, smoke billowed and some walls had already been blown down.
In the smoke, the glowing bloody red eyes were still not extinguished, and Herring struggled to support his body, coughing violently and then looking at it cautiously.
"That guy, it looks like he's been hit hard." Herring gasped for breath, and he felt the smell of blood fill his mouth.
Vorst's massive body stood still in the center of the smoke, looking through the smoke, the array of cannons on his chest had long been twisted and deformed, and it was obvious that it could not play any role.
Most of the swollen muscles were blown away, and this ugly thing could bleed, and the diamond-made skull was only slightly cracked, which was fine, and he was still immortal.
"It's disgusting humans." Vorst howled angrily, he didn't expect that these human talents would explode themselves, nothing more devastating than a human bomb.
It's just a pity that he doesn't belong to humanity.
Vorst looked at the two people who were in disarray, and moved mechanically, he was now starting to be cautious about these two humans, in case their talents also blew themselves up, his improved body would probably die.
"Quack."
The mechanical joints began to move, and the mechanical zombie more than three meters tall slowly stood up, although his right arm had become twisted, but before he died, he was still invincible.
The sunglasses have passed out, and the powerful shock wave, in the narrow terrain, will burst out with several times the power, which is why Walster suffered a heavy blow.
"Here we are." A streak of blood remained on Herling's head, soaking his eyes, and he didn't have time to care about it, just bent down to look at him.
"Quack!"
The ground seemed to tremble, and the behemoth began to run rapidly, as if trying to tear Hering apart.
Enduring the severe pain in his body, Herring jumped and dodged Vorster's brutal attack, and the mechanical zombie's left hand hit the wall, and the concrete cracked and the rubble splattered.
Vorst was dangling the detector to observe Herling's position, and he turned his head sharply to find that Herring was behind him, looking cautiously at him.
There was no weapon, only a military dagger, which could not kill this big man at all, not to mention that the muscles of his whole body were highly dense, and even the steel armor shell on his body was difficult to break in the slightest.
Another swift attack, Vorster's left hand suddenly disjointed, catapulted off his body, turned into a sharp claw, stabbed at Hering, and the sound of breaking wind whistled.
Herring turned slightly, and the flying claws shuttled past him, piercing into the wall behind him, such a dark and narrow place, there was no chance of escape.
"I can only give it a go." Herring gritted his teeth and looked at Vorster fiercely, even though the two of them looked embarrassed by the bombardment, this half-human creature was obviously more durable than himself.
Before Dr. Vorster could retract the claws, Herring jerked his leg up and pressed against the chain that connected the claws, only to hear a click, and the steel chain snapped.
The mechanical zombie's right hand no longer had any attacking effect, and his left claw was also crushed by Hering, even if he had endless strength in his body, it was difficult to exert it.
"It's time!" Heling's expression lit up, and he rolled under Vorster's crotch and drilled straight over, making the mechanical zombie unable to quickly come back to his senses.
As soon as the dagger was thrust with all his strength, Hering felt his arm go numb, and if this kind of force was used on a human, he would definitely die.
The military dagger was stuck in Walster's back ribs, and dark green blood flowed, which made Heist feel sick, and without hesitation, he instantly retreated, dodging Walster's calculated stampede.
Although computers surpass the human brain in some aspects, computers can only run programs quickly, and cannot perceive danger or subconsciously fight back.
Apparently Walster didn't realize this and converted his brain into a computer.
Looking at Heling's agile figure, he couldn't strike accurately, and the mechanical zombie froze in place for a while, and then rushed over again, not giving Heling any respite.
Obviously, the mechanical zombie understands the truth of consumption, he is a mechanical zombie, there is no pain, and there is no limit to endurance, and those who exceed the limit can only be regarded as new humans, and there will naturally be times when the mountains and rivers are exhausted.
Hurling easily dodged the dense attacks again and again, and Walster still had no intention of giving up, the computer's consciousness was very stiff, and if the order to kill was given, it would not be cleared.
Dodging the whip of the mechanical zombie again, Herring leaned against the corner of the wall and gasped, the long period of intense activity caused a lack of oxygen in his eyes, and even the effect of the Eye of the Apocalypse seemed to slow down a lot.
"If I continue like this, I will be consumed by him!" Herring wiped his mouth and forced himself to dodge the next attack again, his stamina had reached the limit, and if he continued like this, he would probably be buried here.
The mechanical zombie made a clicking sound, and his body was severely traumatized, and the prolonged attack seemed to bring a lot of recoil to various parts of his body.
Seeing the opportunity, Hering rushed up, and his body burst out with the last explosive power, like a bow and arrow off the string, piercing into the night.
The twenty-centimeter dagger stabbed into the zombie's neck fiercely, and Herring's body stopped in front of Vorst in an instant.
"Huh!"
The mechanical zombie's thick left arm shook over in an instant, and with a bang, Hering was directly overturned and smashed into the corner of the laboratory, snorting in pain.
There was an unbearable pain in the ribs, and Herring's eyes widened, sweat continued to ooze, "Broken...... Broken. ”
Herring's body twitched, huddled together, his right rib was broken by Vorster, and he had lost the ability to resist.
The mechanical zombie slowly walked in front of him, and with a hard step, the sound of broken bones sounded from the laboratory again, and this time, Heling's rib on the left side was also trampled off, and he sank deep into the flesh.
"Uh......" Herring felt a pitch black in front of him, and then a dizziness came, and he felt his ribs pierce deep into his lungs, and he should have fallen into a state of fainting, but he was awakened by the intense pain.
The strength of the mechanical zombie became stronger and stronger, and Heling subconsciously used his hands to prop up the heavy soles of his feet.
"Give up?" Herring twitched, and her breathing began to be choppy.
All five of them blew themselves up and died, wasn't it just to protect themselves?