Zero in this wonderful state felt as if his body was wearing a rather heavy wetsuit, and he was also immersed in the deep water.

Whatever you want to do is under a lot of pressure, even if it's something that you can easily do in a normal way, it's hard to do it!

Zero, whose five senses have all entered the state of transcendence, feels that there seems to be a slight itching in his ears, and he can clearly hear the beating of his heart like a drum, the abnormal sound of the rubbing of the stomach and intestines when peristalsis, the blood flowing at high speed in the blood vessels, and even the contraction of the lung tissues when he breathes...

Zero's pupils had dilated significantly to find that he could clearly see the tiniest details of the distant scene, bullet marks on the glass walls, rotting tissues and organs on the surface of the tyrant's body, and the slightly trembling bodies of the members of Team Alpha around him!

Zero's olfactory organs were naturally strengthened, and when he smelled the smell of his nasal cavity for the first time in his life, if it weren't for the bitter smell emitted by the oxygen leaves, he might have been vomited out of disgust on the spot...

(PS: The one that Zero wears on his head is the "anti-gas oxygen mask" he carries, and the one that uses the "oxygen blade" that is valid for up to a month...) ）

Zero, who had realized that he was in some kind of special buff state, looked directly at the tyrant in the distance, who had already finished charging up and began to take steps towards the crowd.

Zero's mind was already in a state of high concentration, and his brain seemed to be a high-speed computer, carefully analyzing the external information collected by his five senses.

At this time, in Zero's eyes, the amount of swing of the shoulders of the tyrant rushing towards the crowd, the distance between the steps of his legs, the frequency of muscle tremors, the force used with each step, and so on.

In a very short period of time, this huge amount of information was summarized, sorted, classified, concatenated, analyzed, simulated and a series of tedious processes in Brain Zero's brain, and finally became what he wanted to know - the data parameters of the target creature's body!

Zero found that when he was in this state, his brain would automatically organize and analyze the complex information collected by his five senses, without any deliberate thinking, and this situation seemed to be an instinct that his body originally possessed!

The temple of thought in the subconscious level, which is as broken as a storm passing through it, suddenly emerges from time to time with disorganized memory fragments, and now it seems to operate by instinct, how many secrets are still hidden in this body?

For the first time, Zero becomes intrigued by the secrets hidden in his body, but the imperative is to survive the looming death crisis!

When Zero collected all the data on the target in his eyes, a phantus that was identical to the Tyrant in his line of sight appeared faintly in the square that was charging at him, both in height and physique, and in appearance and expression, it was exactly the same as the Tyrant behind him.

What surprised Zero the most was when the Tyrant Phantom made a move or so (1 second in slow motion...). The Tyrant entity behind it will perform the exact same movements, and the same actions will be made by the two!

At this time, there was only less than thirty meters left between the rushing tyrant and the Alpha team!

Zero casually threw away the weapon in his hand, his feet were spread to the sides and shoulder-level, his legs were slightly squatting, his whole body was slightly leaning forward, his arms were ready for a defensive posture, and the muscles of his whole body were already in a tense state, ready to exert his strength at any time.

No one knew that a faintly glittering silver contract brand had quietly appeared in the palm of Zero's left hand, and in the event of an accident, the Ouroboros virus would be injected directly into his body as soon as possible.

And the ring finger of Zero's right hand is only a fraction of a minute away from the palm of his hand, and the spider web launcher is ready to go!

Finally, taking a big breath, Zero's eyes were fixed on the rapidly approaching tyrant, and then his life and death depended on the movements of the phantom in front of the tyrant!

The members of Team Alpha still did not give up their attack at this time, and they were already leaning against the sides of the glass corridor and were still shooting at the tyrant who was attacking at high speed.

However, due to the fact that the tyrant always had a broken corpse in front of him, and the musculature of his body had become more and more tenacious by this time, the bullets that had finally hit his body had little effect.

The tyrant who had already stepped forward and ran seemed to be like a runaway car, and he had an unstoppable illusion, and his steel-like footboard stepped on the glass floor to make a loud "bang" sound like a pile driver operation!

It wasn't until this point that Zero could see that the bullets that had struck the tyrant would be crusted through its knotted musculature like steel-cast iron, and that a wound that had ejected the bullet would heal at a visible rate in the next few seconds.

The galloping tyrant suddenly made a new attack as he approached the crowd, only to see it flick its claw-like right arm straight ahead, and the broken corpse, which had been beaten into a sieve, smashed straight into Hank, who was standing at the front of the group, with a huge force

In the midst of the deafening sound of firearms, the loud bang that made Team Member C's body slam against the glass wall at the end of the hallway made the hearts of everyone present tremble.

Team Member C's corpse, which was already a blur of flesh and blood, was firmly glued to the glass wall by the terrifying force wielded by the tyrant!

Due to the tremendous impact of the impact, a large amount of blood-soaked internal organs and minced flesh sprayed from the inside of the corpse, and at first glance it looked like a lump of mud mixed with plasma...

The quick-eyed Hank made a "zombie throw" to his body the moment before the tyrant smashed the corpse out as a cannonball, and his face almost rubbed against the corpse of his teammate.

When the two are staggered, Hank can even clearly see the face of team member C full of bullet holes, and a threat of death rises from the bottom of Hank's heart from the hideous and terrifying expression of the other party!

Before he had time to think about it, Hank immediately turned sideways and made a tumbling motion the moment he fell to the ground.

In the next moment, I saw a barefoot board the size of a human head stomped on the side of Hank's head, and if his action was half a second later, it would not be much different from the death of Team Member C...

(PS: The first pit in the "Leave Notice" has been filled, and the pit of the second Lucar will take a while, according to my current manuscript, this volume should still be...) About 100,000 words... Belch... At least 100,000... Of course, the total number of words in the next "King of Fighters" must be about the same as this volume, after all, a lot of foreshadowing has already been written... And also... Again, I'm not very good at writing about this kind of battle scene... ）