Fatal Shot

Chapter 381: Zombie Horde

“Bang!”

“-5566!”

The Mutant Tyrant T-001 did not successfully advance like the Giant Octopus Commander from before. As the aura pressure from the Boss Grade monster began to appear, a blue 7.62mm sniper rifle energy bullet had struck its left eye socket.

“Pu!”

The B-Grade Shield-breaking Energy Bullet, which was more destructive, directly blew its left greenish-gray eye apart. Additionally, the bullet with an upward angle, followed through and pierced through the bones between its eyes and brain, crushing its confused and chaotic mind to pieces.

Red Lethal Damage was over 5,000.

“Boom!”

“-3153!”

Immediately after the bullet struck, a magnificent giant sword formed through boiling hot fire energy descended from the sky, striking the head of the Mutant Tyrant, which was already flattened by the energy meteor. After the fiery sword struck, it burst into flames that spread and soon after, engulfed the entire area.

The Level 40 Ultimate skill of Fire Manipulators, Sunset Sword.

The Mutant Tyrant, which was in the midst of its advancement, could only roar and growl in anger as it was hit by two attacks that totaled almost 9,000 damage, taking out almost all of its recovered HP.

Its crushed head started to turn black from the burning flames, and its only remaining greenish-gray eye was filled with hate and anger as it was swallowed up by the burning flame. Its body fell on the ground and burst out a ton of glowing loot.

The Tyrant, a player mutated with the T-virus injection, probably never imagined that after losing and running away and obtaining the chance to return with recovered and greater strength to get revenge, it would be ultimately defeated by a group of players it would consider food, that it did not even believe was a threat.

[You’ve killed Mutant Tyrant T-001. Level 45 Commander. Kill Contribution: 6.7%. Obtained Experience: 670. Obtained Story Points: 10. Obtained Merits: 2.] action

After getting another shot in to make up for his previous mistake due to the infection, Feng Luo endured through the slight dizziness he was feeling and shifted his gaze to the loot on the ground dropped by the Mutant Tyrant after it died.

A blue Beginner Permanent Enhancement Potion, Two 24-hour Primary T-virus anti-virus serum, one crystal worth 10,000 credits and a few low-level energy crystals.

“There isn’t any Intermediate Anti-virus serum,” said Feng Luo, looking through the loot.

The items dropped by the Tyrant were quite valuable; however, Feng Luo still felt his heart sink.

Based on normal game theories, since the Mutant Tyrant carried the Intermediate Evolution Virus, it should have had a certain probability of dropping a corresponding Anti-virus Serum.

However, the theory wasn’t absolute, perhaps because the Tyrant did not manage to advance to the Quasi-boss Grade, it wouldn’t drop the Anti-virus serum.

But with the combat strength of the Tyrant, if it had advanced to the Quasi-boss Grade, there was probably no need for the infection to complete, as their entire team would have been completely wiped out.

Feng Luo took out a silver biological tech box from his inventory and moved forward quickly.

The only thing he could do right now was to collect the blood and tissues of the Tyrant and to travel to Storm City immediately after they escort Old John and the others out of Silvermoon City and hope that Lin would be able to do something about it.

It was a good thing there were two hours left, so he should still be able to make it, as long as something unexpected did not happen.

“Not good, the surrounding zombies are suddenly congregating here. The detected number has exceeded 100, and there are also over ten Foragers...” said Feng Luo, feeling the world was against him.

At that time, the alarm Dan Hen was holding suddenly rang. Looking at the alarm, Dan Hen’s expression changed drastically.

“F*ck, did the Tyrant call for its minions when it roared before it died? And now, they are here to avenge it?” Security Door was a bit rougher, amidst his roughness he was still observant and very detailed. In an instant, he made the educated guess.

“Impossible, the Tyrant is a Solo Type Commander, it can’t command other zombies or Foragers. Otherwise, even a 20-man team wouldn’t be able to beat a higher-grade Tyrant!’ said the Earth Manipulator, Alarm, denying the suggestion immediately.

“No, you didn’t notice it earlier, the Mutant Tyrant did not have the word, ‘Solo’ in its name. Moreover, at the end, just now, it was at the edge of advancing. So, a Quasi-boss could command ordinary zombies...” said Security Door, quickly refuting Alarm’s claim.

“You two still have the time to argue about something as trivial as this? Come on, let’s move!” Ion Flame shouted. After seeing Dan Hen pick up all the loot on the ground, he immediately turned around and ran towards the direction of the city’s exit.

“F*ck, that’s right!”

The two of them exchanged glances before hurrying along.

As for Feng Luo, Azure, and the others, they had long moved along with the other three NPCs.

In a situation like this, no one had even considered finding a location and hiding there. Or perhaps to stay in place and earn points by farming those zombies.

The number of zombies was simply too high and there were several Foragers among them. With their speed, it was certain that before the team would be able to find a good spot, they would be surrounded.

Their only choice was to run out of the city. At the very least, they would be able to block off the zombies who could not get past the metallic energy wall.

Everyone was trying to do their best and rush across the two straight, less than 500 meter streets before being surrounded by zombies.

Feng Luo held the Eye of the Thunder and ran at the rear of the team, following close behind the three extremely pale NPCs.

Due to the sudden situation, the others did not notice the unusual symptoms shown on his face and body. However, Feng Luo personally felt his body burning up more and more, and now, even his mind was getting a lot blurrier.

The feeling of being dizzy was not much different from when his real body felt sick, and it was pure suffering. It was a good thing that with his determination, he was able to persevere.

...

500 meters was not actually very long, as the warrior profession always ran, it was 30 or 40 seconds. If one were to cast the skill Charge, the time would reduce even further.

Apart from warriors and gunners, the group also consisted of three Manipulators and three NPCs.

Two Fire Manipulators and one Earth Manipulator did not have speed bosting skills. And with the weak and fragile bodies of Manipulators, even if they used stamina recovery potions prior to running at full strength, their stamina consumption rate was a lot faster than one could imagine. They would be gasping for air very quickly.

As such, by the time the group reached two-thirds of the total length, shadows of zombie hordes had already started to appear on the sides and edges of some of the buildings and streets.

One after another, zombies wearing NPC or player clothing stained with fresh blood looked towards them with their bloodshot yet gray-colored pupils. Their gazes were blank and some of their mouths still had chunks of flesh or fresh blood from eating something earlier.

However, they did not move too slowly, as they growled and charged towards the group with their arms extended after they saw the players.

Some of the zombies on top of buildings jumped to the street directly. They fell on the ground just over a dozen meters from the players, crushing the lower half of their bodies as they landed; however, their heads and mouths would continue to move.

Upon seeing the scene before them, the two NPC sales staff in the group’s legs buckled as they were about to cry from fear.

The scene before them was definitely highly similar to a movie that Feng Luo had watched before in his previous life, “Resident Evil.”

However, there was something more dangerous than the slow-moving zombies around them. Foragers crawling towards them at high speed from the buildings, streets, and vehicles around them.

One... Two... Three...

As far as their eyes could see, the number of zombies on the street had reached the hundreds, and the number of Foragers closing in on them had reached a total of ten.