Fatal Shot

Chapter 376: The wounded tyrant

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"Eye of the Sky?"

In the shop being attacked from two sides, Ion Lieyan looked at the face that appeared on the screen of the connected communicator with some surprise.

"Brother Ion, where are you at this time? Well! Are you being attacked by zombies or people from the Dragon Song Mercenary Group?!"

Tianyan's face, which originally had a look of good news, immediately changed after hearing the sound of close combat coming from the communicator.

"Damn, it's both! We were blocked by the Dragon Song Mercenary Group, and there were zombies behind us!"

The heavily armored warrior next to him put his shield in front of him and slammed forward, knocking a female NPC zombie out of the back door while shouting loudly.

"They have three snipers in the dark. Since you are fine, come and help! The address is at Far Traveler Plaza... Damn, be careful, there is a trace of a Licker missing!"

"Heavy chop!"

The frozen setting sun guarding the back door of the shop roared, and the alloy sword in his hand slashed with great power, once again cutting off the head of an ordinary zombie that was howling and rushing towards him!

"Bang", white brain matter mixed with red blood covered the walls and ground.

However, the area under his feet was already covered in putrid blood from zombies, but now there were just a little more.

"Ta, ta, ta, ta!"

"You survived, that level 50 leader monster retreated?"

A series of bullets were fired from the bullet mark, breaking the shield of the fire master of the Dragon Song mercenary group opposite, forcing him to go back to the bunker to hide, and asked the sky loudly.

"We survived. We have already eliminated the leader. No, it must be the quasi-BOSS monster. It was really dangerous. This guy actually advanced under the influence of the T virus and almost completely wiped out the group!"

Tianyan's face showed some joy of surviving the disaster.

"Quasi-BOSS?! You idiot, don't lie to me. How could you possibly kill the quasi-BOSS?"

When the heavily armored warrior heard this, he shouted with a loud voice, and at the same time, his shield blasted the head of the female NPC zombie with only half an arm left!

"It's unclear what happened at the moment. Boss Danhen, what's your situation like? Do you want us to go back..."

Tianyan was not prepared to talk to this heavy-armored warrior who was not part of their team, and shouted directly into the communicator. But halfway through the words, the man disappeared again!

"The signal is interrupted. If we try to contact you again, we can only try our luck!"

Ion Lieyan looked at the communicator that had lost its screen, frowned, and looked at the bullet mark.

"Actually, I think Tianyan and the others should be allowed to leave directly. After all, their team still has three fragile NPCs. If they die when they come to save this place, it will probably be a bad favor to repay!"

"If Brother Feng is together, it shouldn't be a big problem. As long as they can kill the snipers on the opposite side remotely, it won't be difficult for us to deal with the rest!"

Bullet Scar's expression was a little hesitant, but his gaze became a little heavy as he glanced at the ground in front of him.

On the floor of the store, there is another corpse of a veteran tribe player than before. He was also hit in the head by a sniper bullet and died immediately with half of his blood left!

"Maybe, but the problem of communication being cut off by the Longyin Mercenary Group does make people a little worried..."

Ion Lieyan has stood up, gave up the attempt to continue connecting to the communicator, and instead activated the energy converter in his hand!

This time the communication was lucky. Sky Eye unexpectedly took the initiative to contact them, but there was a problem with the communication connection. The bigger trouble was that they could not hear the instructions from the guild's upper management!

The battle between the Alliance of Veteran Tribe Guilds and the Dragon Song Mercenary Group doesn't even know what the overall situation will be like!

However, no matter what the overall situation is, at least this small battle in front of us must be won!

"careful!"

When Ion Lieyan stood up to speak, suddenly, the heavily armored warrior in front of him and the Frozen Setting Sun both shouted.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sharp sound of wind, and something with a terrifying flying speed shot towards the back of his head!

It turned out that at this time, the licker that had disappeared during the observation suddenly rushed into the store through the break in the front glass.

Strong and sharp limbs crawled upside down on the ceiling, and the tongue in the open mouth, which was as powerful as a sniper bullet, shot out at the head of the ion flame that had just stood up!

"Click!"

Fortunately, Ion Flame's MP had recovered to a certain level almost at the same time as the reminder sounded. A red fire shield was put on the body, and the licker's tongue was blocked by the shield to less than a foot away from Zi Lieyan's head!

"Depend on!"

Frozen Setting Sun cursed loudly, and hurriedly took the alloy sword with some curling blades in his hand to deal with the invading licker together with the heavy armored warrior!

"Brother Feng..."

Having arrived at the bottom of the hotel, Tianyan, who had just lost communication, turned around and looked at Feng Luo, who was at the back of the team, looking slightly hesitant!

Feng Luo was actually a little hesitant in his heart. Although he was responsible for breaking up the rear of the team so that he could observe the environment more easily, his hearing had actually just heard the conversation between Tianyan and the others clearly.

Bullet Hear and the others are now being attacked from both sides. The situation is not optimistic and they need immediate rescue!

And their team has now stepped off the platform. The surrounding situation is not bad, and they have not encountered any zombies or people from the Dragon Song Mercenary Group.

However, for him, the first priority is obviously to take Old John and the three of them out of Silver Moon City!

Because although there still seemed to be sounds of fighting and explosions of energy skills everywhere in Silver Moon City, Feng Luo felt that it was no longer as intense as before.

This shows that things may not be good.

The Dragon Roar Mercenary Group has been prepared for a long time, and it is an "epic-level plot" announced by the whole system. So with this incident in Silver Moon City, the chance of players defeating the zombies, or the veteran tribe defeating the Dragon Roar Mercenary Group is estimated to be very small. !

At this time, priority must be given to evacuating the three NPCs!

However, not only did Bullet Hear and the others ask Sky Eye and Ultimate Heavy Armor to help him protect the three NPCs before, but now they were blocked by the Longyin Mercenary Group because they wanted to rescue the platform.

No matter what, because of this, I can't just leave like this.

"Let's go together, save Brother Bullet Heir first, and then we can evacuate Silver Moon City together!"

After Feng Luo took a breath, he spoke in a deep voice.

When Feng Luo and his party quickly left the hotel area and went to the Far Traveler Plaza, which was only more than 500 meters away from the ground, for rescue.

There was a lack of scouts, and he was also unable to use the Scout Beetle. In addition, because he was in a disturbed mood before, he did not notice that in the completely dark area of the hotel's underground garage, a pair of eyes was secretly staring at them for a long time. .

After Feng Luo and the others left for more than ten seconds, a tall humanoid creature slowly walked out of the darkness!

With a tall figure of nearly three meters, if you ignore some rotten areas on the skin, he has the most perfect upper body muscles of a fitness champion, plus a huge left arm with sharp nails that is half the size of his body stretched out!

Astonishingly, it was a "tyrant"!

However, this tyrant seemed to have been seriously injured. A lot of blood was still bleeding on his body, and bullet holes remained. In addition, the shorter right arm was chopped off with a sharp weapon, and the fracture was still bleeding. !

Although the Tyrant's recovery ability is very strong, being seriously injured will affect its recovery ability, and judging from its size, this Tyrant should only be over level 30, which is not a high level!

This tyrant stood there with a pair of bloodshot, gray eyes with orange pupils staring at the backs of Feng Luo and his group, flashing with bloodthirsty desire!

However, after a few seconds, it took its head back directly!

Although the Tyrant is a biochemical weapon catalyzed by the T virus, it is not the kind of low-level AI beast with no judgment ability. After being injured by a group of humanoid creatures that were originally regarded as food, he became interested in this. This kind of people who were originally their own kind became wary!

Especially on the red and black sharp weapon on the waist of the last adventurer, it felt a very strange "dangerous" aura!

"Roar!"

The tyrant roared and suddenly raised his head.

Because at this time, he felt like something had been hit on his face. When the strengthening of the T virus gave it a strong tolerance for pain, it also gave it an equally powerful perception!

Raising his head, the tyrant looked at the huge corpse of a giant octopus quasi-boss dripping blood below after it died a hundred meters above the hotel.

Slowly swallow the semen that dropped to the corner of your mouth into your lips that were dry due to excessive blood loss. Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable excitement flashed in the eyes of this thirty-something tyrant with bloodshot gray-white and orange pupils.

Turning quickly, the tyrant dragged his bloody right arm, and used his injured but still strong left arm and a pair of muscular legs to jump quickly between platforms nearly twenty meters high, without caring about the opponent. The wound causes a larger tear.

From its body, although it was torn like rags, it was stained with fragments of ordinary-level combat uniforms that were unknown whether it was its own blood or the blood of others.

It can be vaguely concluded that this tyrant should have been a gunner player of no more than ten levels before he mutated!

(To be continued.)