1245: Chapter 109: Final Battle, Return, Evaluation 1245: Chapter 109: Final Battle, Return, Evaluation Tao Ran vomited blood and wobbled, unsteady on her feet.
The damage sustained by the Ti-space Blackfish was also felt by her.
The Warhamr team had been scattered, everyone converged their fire on the French team.
Tang Zheng was supposed to hold off the Infected with the Newbie, but they fell too quickly.
The Tyrant sward them, and not even a deity could have stopped it.
“To hell with it!” Seeing no other options, Tang Zheng took out a Potion, popped the cap protecting the Needle, and jabbed it into his Neck, injecting all of the contents.
A wave of coldness imdiately spread throughout his body, his Heart pulsated uncontrollably, and his breathing turned laborious and frantic.
Enduring the dizziness, Tang Zheng controlled the nearby Lickers as Yuliya had once told him.
“You guys kill the French, I’ll secure the periter.” Tang Zheng was Lucky, over twenty Lickers appeared and surrounded him, obeying his command, they lunged at the Infected.
Seeing Tang Zheng succeed, He Lian took the plunge as well, injecting the Potion.
However, his rejection reaction was more intense; his eyes suddenly plunged into Darkness, and his nostrils gushed blood like a faucet had been turned on, spurting out crimson blood.
“Why?
Why can’t I see anything?” He Lian fell into a panic, trying to control the Lickers, but the intense pain swept through his Brain like a tornado, his mouth contorted, drooling, he was reduced to an imbecile.
“Fuck, what’s happening?” Tang Zheng sprayed bullets at the approaching Infected.
If it weren’t for the fact Yuliya had already followed the Soldiers in a breakout, he would have demanded an explanation.
In truth, even Yuliya did not know.
The General had been secretly developing a drug to control the Tyrant.
The new formula she was given was intended for covert live testing on the lower-class civilians of the Resistance.
With a bang, He Lian’s head exploded, his body swollen, turning into a puddle of soft flesh and then spouting a new head that bit toward Ada.
“Kill!” Tang Zheng roared, commanding three Lickers to pounce on He Lian, while he pulled out a First Aid Kit and slapped it onto the gravely injured Ada.
Watching her nearly lethal wounds miraculously heal, Ada looked at Tang Zheng with surprise.
“If you want to thank , wait until we get out of here!” Tang Zheng was preoccupied, the Infected were too many, and the Lickers had no chance against them.
The Tyrant grabbed a Licker’s head, using it like a Wolf-tooth Club, knocking over a swath of them.
It stomped down, and with a squelch, the Licker burst open, leaving behind a puddle of mush.
“You all, hurry and kill!” Tang Zheng released his psychic power, attempting to connect with more Lickers, causing his headache to worsen and his nose to bleed.
No one was looking after Su Su and Zhou ng, and they barely managed under the Infected’s assault.
“Get out of the way!” Zhou ng pushed Su Su aside, only to be punched in the back by a Tyrant and sent rolling away.
“Catch!” Tang Zheng, without holding back, threw a Recovery Potion over.
“Thanks!” Zhou ng took a swig, glanced at the brutal Battlefield, and finally, his gaze fell on the petrified face of Su Su.
He then suddenly pulled out the Licker Control Drug.
“Don’t,” Su Su, driven by fear at the last mont, considering He Lian’s dreadful fate, tearfully pleaded and threw herself at him, grabbing his Armature, “That’s enough, Zhou ng, I’ll always rember your kindness.
Don’t do anything foolish.”
“Su Su, survive.” Zhou ng smiled reassuringly and, despite Su Su’s tugging, managed to plunge the Needle into his Neck, injecting the Potion.
“You fool!” Su Su embraced Zhou ng, pressing her Cheek against his chest.
Zhou ng was graced by lady Luck, despite the nosebleed, he still retained his senses, and as he commanded, two Tyrants beca his Pets.
Tang Zheng also succeeded, after all, this Potion was developed to control Tyrants, and his body had been modified by two different Viruses, making him far more resilient than Zhou ng.
As four Tyrants beca Tang Zheng’s loyal servants, fighting for him, they intercepted the attacks from the Infected.
The liquid on the ground splattered noisily, blood sprayed, chunks of flesh flew, killing spread, and the Display Area was filled with the stench of death.
The French team was on the verge of annihilation.
The young man had attacked the Warhamr team with the Fire teor, but Song Xin’s Healing Magic was tily.
Moreover, Dong Zixuan’s expansive Magma Shield intercepted his attack perfectly, with Floating Cannons launching an Attack, and the Ti-space Blackfish ambushed the Teleportation woman first.
The French team Teleported again, but the Warhamr team were long-range Ability users and were not worried about Range.
The newly empowered Jing Lan also exerted her strength.
A Reaper, wielding a Sickle and draped in a Black Cloak, erged and glanced at them.
With a swift cut, she beheaded the Newbie blocking their path, then like a Ghost, appeared behind the Teleportation woman and pierced her Heart.
Ti-space Blackfish killed the young man, his hand’s fla extinguished, and Lebaye realized he was done for.
He suddenly rushed the Warhamr team, intending to activate the Miniature Nuclear Bomb on his Wristwatch and Perish together with these bastards.
“Kill him quick!” Tang Zheng shouted at the others.
He suddenly let go of the control over one of the Tyrants beside him and took over the one near Lebaye, lunging at him, its long arms swinging fiercely, striking his head with full force.
With a splatter, Lebaye’s head shattered like an egg, a mix of red and white fluids splashed onto the Tyrant.
Tang Zheng fired at the nearby out-of-control Tyrant, large-caliber Bullets tearing its body apart.
In under two minutes of combat, the French team was wiped out, but Tang Zheng’s side also had casualties, with several dead and everyone injured.
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