Lord of Ashes

After testing the tyrant’s damage, Zhang Yanhang immediately started to run backwards. It was not for other reasons. He just resisted the tyrant’s charge and reduced the shield value by a large amount. Now he needs a second to recover slightly. Let's talk about the shield value. Well, this is mainly for the sake of safety.

However, as the biological weapon of the umbrella company, the prototype tyrant, even if it is just a failed biological weapon, it is impossible to watch Zhang Yanhang escape without stopping. Although the intelligence level is indeed low, it still knows **** it. enemy's.

　　 Zhang Yanhang just turned around and ran out, at most a few meters away, the prototype tyrant there had already raised a roadside car and threw it in Zhang Yanhang's direction.

　　 "Is it so ferocious? Just throw the car directly?" Although he was running away from his back, Zhang Yanhang had already detected the attacking behavior of the prototype tyrant through his sensory scanning.

　　 A silver Santana weighing at least one ton upwards whizzed towards Zhang Yanhang. Zhang Yanhang carried a burst of spiritual energy to his arms and legs, but it was not to escape.

　　 Only a harsh metal twisting sound was heard. Zhang Yanhang, who was running away, turned back to face the tyrant, and steadily caught the silver Santana with his hands.

Although Zhang Yanhang’s body surface energy shield oscillated and produced a lot of ripples and wrinkles, it still resisted the impact from the silver Santana. In order to hold the silver Santana in his hand, the car chassis was twisted and deformed under Zhang Yanhang’s strength. Right? No? You don't really think I'm afraid of you, do you?"

"Get up!" Zhang Yanhang continued to increase the aura output of his arms, his muscles bulged, his waist and legs exerted force at the same time, the asphalt pavement under his feet was stepped on a cracked pit, and with a loud shout, he directly increased the weight. A ton of silver Santana was thrown back in the direction it came.

A ton of silver Santana broke through the air with a frenzied air current. The prototype tyrant directly pierced the silver Santana's engine cover with his right arm and claws. At the same time, although it was a little deformed and thin, it was also full. The left arm of the force immediately pierced the chassis of the car and barely caught the silver Santana.

But even if the prototype tyrant had caught the silver Santana, it was still slid backwards by the powerful impact of the silver Santana for a certain distance. The unprotected soles of the feet were rubbed on the rough asphalt ground. Blurred, leaving two long bloodstains.

　　 Moreover, in order to catch this silver Santana, the heart, which was already imperfect in the chest, was once again under extreme pressure, and the remaining thick blood vessels that were still intact also burst one after another, no longer supplying blood to the heart.

　　 After losing a part of the blood supply to the heart, the trial tyrant's body began to tremble, and it seemed to be a little unsupportable, but in the next instant he threw the silver Santana again at Zhang Yanhang.

　　 Zhang Yanhang did not evade, and directly increased his aura output to catch the silver Santana and threw it at the trial-type tyrant, "Good fellow, are you here to toss and catch the ball with me?"

　　嘭!

　　 The trial tyrant wanted to catch the silver Santana again at the beginning, but the lack of blood supply to the heart caused his strength to drop. He could only barely catch it before. This time he was immediately pressed directly under the car.

　　 The silver Santana with powerful impact oscillated a lot of dust immediately after landing, and a large amount of blood was splashed from the bottom of the car accordingly.

The exposed vertebrae of the prototype tyrant who failed to catch the silver Santana smashed into pieces after hitting the hard asphalt ground. At the same time, his heart was directly exploded by a sharp metal in the distorted car chassis. And nailed it directly to the ground.

　　 "That's it? It doesn't seem to be very strong, or in other words, it's still not smart enough."

Zhang Yanhang feels that if the prototype tyrant can have a human level of intelligence, its difficulty level will at least rise a lot. After all, normal people will definitely not throw a car because of their opponents, it must be straightforward. Live, at this time, normal people can choose to avoid this car and wait for the opportunity to attack the enemy's flaws.

　　 Well, maybe in this respect, Zhang Yanhang is indeed not a normal person, because he straightforwardly caught the car thrown by the enemy in this way.

"I was thinking of turning on the aura blessing in critical moments, but who would have thought that the trial-type tyrant's long-range attack method turned out to be to throw cars. Fortunately, instead of throwing road rollers, normal road rollers weigh several tons at the lightest level. It is impossible for me to be able to catch it with the blessing of spiritual energy."

　　 With Zhang Yanhang’s current strength, he can only throw a one-to-two-ton light mini roller at most. Normal rollers are generally more than five tons. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "By the way, I don't know if the more powerful trackers will throw the roller? Not only did I not have the necessary substitute for the roller, but I only had the first order. In this case, I definitely can't hold it."

While thinking about strange things, Zhang Yanhang walked to the side of the prototype tyrant who was crushed under the silver Santana car. Although the heart was punctured and his spine had been crushed, the prototype tyrant was still alive at this time. The powerful vitality from the zombie made it linger under the car.

Therefore, after discovering that he did not hear the corresponding kill prompt, Zhang Yanhang immediately chose to come over to make up the knife. He took out the never-used machete +2 from his pocket, and then pointed it at the trial tyrant's The head stabbed in fiercely. That's right, Zhang Yanhang's compensation is a real compensation in a physical sense.

Although the attack power of this machete +2 is really rubbish, but under Zhang Yanhang's great strength, he stabbed in smoothly, and he stirred a bit after stabbing, so that he can steadily guarantee the test. The death of a tyrant, even with the vitality of a zombie, the brain can not be turned into a brain, but it is still alive.

　　【Successfully kill the second-tier one-star monster ‘T-001 Trial Tyrant (Normal)’ × 1, soul point +30. 】

"30 soul points? There are so many? The T-001 trial tyrant is worthy of a second-order monster. In this case, can I get 300 soul points in the T-001 trial tyrant's drop chest? NS?"

As Zhang Yanhang spoke, he suddenly remembered that the previous first-tier three-star wandering Goblin Merchant was also an option with 300 soul points. Doesn’t that mean that the Goblin Merchant is actually the same as the second-tier one-star trial tyrant? Level monster?