pjbooks Chapter 039 Tyrant
Chapter 039 Tyrant
Clang——
With the blade drawn,
A visible white blade of energy slashed through the sky.
A white blade of energy flashed by, and below, a black Licker was preparing to attack the fourth tank.
puff!
The black muscle that even armor-piercing bullets couldn't penetrate was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of this blade of energy.
As the blade flashed, a thick arm shot into the sky, spraying black blood all over the ground.
"roar!"
The black licker roared in pain, retreating rapidly while keeping a wary eye on what lay ahead.
A stern-looking man in a black trench coat with long hair was standing on one leg on a lamppost, the long knife in his hand trembling slightly and emitting a buzzing sound.
"That is..."
The girl hiding on the second floor widened her eyes, zoomed in on her phone camera to the maximum, and the live stream chat instantly exploded.
[Holy crap! Who's that again? Such a pretentious look!]
[Severing a monster's arm with a single strike? Is this even human?]
[Could this be the legendary special department of Japan? Onmyoji? Ninja?]
[Whatever it is, this deserves a whopping 666! It's so damn cool!]
[Damn! Whose side are you on, upstairs? We agreed to watch Tokyo fall!]
As the live stream chat continued to flood with comments, several more figures landed in the center of the battlefield.
A voluptuous, red-haired woman in a tight leather outfit was playing with two balls of crimson flame in her hands.
Beside him stood a burly man over two meters tall, his muscles like an iron tower, carrying a huge alloy totem pole.
Finally, there was a bespectacled young man who looked refined and cultured, but the air around him was constantly distorting, clearly indicating that he was a powerful spiritual being.
"Special Countermeasures Division, First Squad, reporting for duty."
The long-haired man flicked the blood off his knife, his tone cold and devoid of any warmth.
"All unauthorized personnel, evacuate immediately. This area is now under our control."
As he finished speaking, the red-haired woman chuckled and casually tossed the fireball in her hand toward the horde of zombies.
"Flame, purify."
boom!
The fireball swelled in mid-air, transforming into a giant fire dragon that instantly devoured dozens of ordinary zombies.
The zombies didn't even have time to scream before they turned to ashes.
The burly man was even more ferocious. He charged directly at the zombies, and with a sweep of his totem pole, he smashed several mutated rats that were trying to sneak up into a pulp, just like hitting a golf ball.
The situation, which had been very favorable, has once again taken a turn for the worse.
Compared to these awakened beings, ordinary mutants are no match for them at all.
Even the black Licker was forced to retreat under the long-haired man's blade, suffering several deep, bone-revealing wounds.
"Tsk."
Lin Fan's expression darkened as he stood in mid-air.
The thrill of being in complete control was interrupted, which made him very unhappy.
"What's going on? Is this never going to end?"
Lin Fan floated to the top of the long-haired man's head, looked at the man's smug expression, and curled his lip.
"A-level Awakened, huh? You're pretty awesome, aren't you?"
"Fine, since you're being unreasonable, then let's stop playing!"
He looked around, his eyes quickly searching through the horde of corpses below.
Too thin.
This is too short.
This one, missing an arm or a leg, won't do.
Finally, his gaze settled on the entrance of a gym.
A zombie was roaming there.
This zombie was clearly an extremely disciplined fitness coach in life. Even after turning into a zombie, his muscles still stretched his T-shirt so much it looked like it was about to burst. Judging by his appearance, he was at least 1.9 meters tall, and his body fat percentage was frighteningly low.
"You're the one, big guy!"
A crazy smile curled at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth.
He did not casually scatter death energy as he had before.
This time, he mobilized a trace of the dark green death energy accumulated within his body.
"Since it's a Resident Evil story, how could we forget that true god?"
"Give me... an upgrade!"
boom!
Lin Fan pressed his hands down sharply.
A black beam of light, visible only to him, pierced straight into the skull of the fitness instructor zombie.
"roar----!!!"
As a torrent of black energy poured in, a deafening roar instantly drowned out all the gunfire on the battlefield.
The zombie fitness instructor's body suddenly froze.
Immediately afterwards, a series of chilling sounds of bones cracking rang out.
Crackling sounds!
Its T-shirt was instantly shredded.
The already exaggerated muscles swelled up wildly as if they had been inflated.
The grayish-white skin quickly keratinized, turning into layers of natural armor like rock.
Two meters... two and a half meters... three meters!
In just a short while, its height increased to a full three and a half meters before stopping!
But this is not the end.
The next moment, its right arm came into view.
It was twisting and recombining at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally it transformed into a huge, terrifying bone hammer that hung down to the ground!
Half-meter-long, jet-black claws even grew from its fingertips.
That face, which was once somewhat human, has now completely disappeared, replaced by a cold, expressionless face with only teeth and gray skin.
An oppressive feeling emanating from the level of life instantly swept across the entire area, even startling the few Awakened Ones who had just arrived as reinforcements.
The long-haired man turned around abruptly, and for the first time, the katana in his hand trembled.
"What...what kind of monster is this?!"
The red-haired woman's fireball swayed in her hand, her face deathly pale.
Even that burly man with the iron tower looked as small and weak as a child in front of this behemoth.
"roar!"
Just as the group was in shock, the giant zombie, which had already mutated, let out a furious roar towards the sky.
It stood beside the burning wreckage of a tank, shrouded in billowing black smoke, like a demon god.
Countless ordinary zombies around them trembled and retreated under this aura, not daring to come any closer.
Lin Fan floated above its head, looking at the perfect masterpiece before him, and snapped his fingers in satisfaction.
"Tsk tsk... From now on, you'll be called 'Tyrant T-001'!"
"A real man should tear a tank apart with his bare hands."
"Go... Pikachu... Pshaw, go, real man!"
at the same time,
In the shopping mall.
The selfie stick in Dada's hand was shaking, but she still stubbornly pointed the camera at the terrifying figure standing in the sea of fire.
【? ? ? 】
My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream.
[Is this a tyrant?! Run, streamer! This thing can wipe out the entire map!]
Where's that handsome guy wielding a sword? Go and chop him down! Don't embarrass yourself! You Japanese are awesome!
[Japan is doomed. I have a feeling this thing will tear Shibuya apart.]
Amidst the enthusiasm of viewers in the live stream.
In the center of the battlefield.
The monster, which Lin Fan had enhanced into a tyrant, tilted its head slightly, its gray-white eyes locking onto the nearest tank.
Under the horrified gaze of everyone.
It took a few steps, not very fast, but each step made the ground tremble.
It walked heavily to the tank, stretched out its huge, mutated right arm, and grabbed the cannon barrel.
then.
With a sudden burst of strength.
crunch————
The sickening sound echoed through the sky.
It actually bent that cannon barrel with its bare hands!
Not only that, he even swung the tank around like a toy.
"Now, the second round begins."
Lin Fan sat in mid-air, smiling as he looked down at the pale-faced Awakened below.
"Don't let me down, you A-level big shots."