Wild Wolf may not be very smart, but that doesn't an he can't fight.
You might doubt his IQ, but never doubt his ability and luck.
Otherwise, if he had neither smarts nor strength, how would he have survived all this ti?
And though he's timid by nature, there's an advantage to being timid – often the more timid a person is, the more hidden trump cards they have. Wild Wolf is exactly like that!
Once he sat in the wheelchair and instantly transford into a knock-off Professor X, Wild Wolf's ntal power surged dramatically in a short ti.
Although he couldn't activate any offensive skills during this period, his innate talent skill still functioned.
This allowed him, almost in an instant, to seize control over all the dinosaur experintal subjects in the secret base, and command them to go berserk.
Even those specially gene-modified dinosaurs fell under his control.
Since he dared to bring his n to attack, Wild Wolf naturally must have so trump cards – otherwise, with his cowardly nature, how could he have dared to co on an adventure at all!
This sudden move from Wild Wolf caught Dr. Plague completely off guard. Not expecting that his opponent would have such a trick up his sleeve, Dr. Plague reacted swiftly and without hesitation ordered his soldiers to charge at Wild Wolf, attempting to capture the kingpin first.
This, however, was precisely what Wild Wolf feared most after boarding the wheelchair – because once he left the wheelchair, the effect would be interrupted, and his prized artifact would be rendered unusable.
And that was also the reason why he brought Qin Ming along!
Gazing at the soldiers who were frantically charging and firing, Qin Ming's eyes flashed red. He raised both hands and forcefully pounded the ground.
With a burst of blood and energy, a powerful shockwave spread in all directions, blasting the charging foes away on the spot.
Before they could struggle to their feet, Kasamoto Eri had already yanked off her coat, flung it high into the air, and slamd the detonator button down with all her might.
A trendous explosion roared out as a mass of C4 detonated simultaneously, and wild flas instantly engulfed the entire room.
Qin Ming stepped forward, raising his hands to shield his face, while Kasamoto Eri pushed Wild Wolf's wheelchair and quickly scrambled behind him.
The three of them braced themselves to absorb the explosion's damage – aside from Qin Ming's skin being sowhat singed black, they erged nearly unscathed.
In contrast, the others present fared much more miserably; scores of soldiers from the hunting organization were blasted backward, and the doors and windows were shattered into pieces on the spot.
Even Dr. Plague, the ultimate BOSS on the opposite side, saw his small, gaunt body sent flying as well – crashing through glass and landing in another room.
Using the explosion to clear the area, Qin Ming forcefully waved to signal Kasamoto Eri to quickly take Wild Wolf and leave, since they still needed Wild Wolf to control the dinosaurs and restrain the hunting organization's mbers.
He himself smashed open the warped door and strode forward into the next room, preparing to deal with Dr. Plague.
No sooner had he stepped into the room than he saw Dr. Plague, lying on the ground, his whole body convulsing violently.
His tattered white lab coat disintegrated on the spot, and his entire flesh began to swell – and in the blink of an eye, Dr. Plague transford into a humanoid dinosaur with a reflective, swollen head!
Dinosaur form! Swollen-headed lizard!
Slowly rising from the ground, Dr. Plague yanked off his glasses with force, his expression turning utterly ferocious.
"You ungrateful lot! Defective beings destined for obsolescence! All you do is hinder my grand genetic experints! Today, you will witness what perfect genes truly are!"
With that, Dr. Plague, now transford into the swollen-headed lizard, let out a ferocious roar and charged wildly toward Qin Ming with his head lowered.
With a trendous crash, the two collided instantly. Qin Ming, having been struck hard in the chest, grabbed Dr. Plague and, with his legs stomping against the ground, slid about ten ters before barely regaining his footing.
Gazing at Dr. Plague, whom he had forcefully halted in his tracks by holding him close, Qin Ming roared out:
"Your so-called perfect gene isn't all that impressive!"
With that, Qin Ming summoned all his strength and executed a bridge throw, hurling the Dr. Plague he held in his arms far away.
Dr. Plague, tumbling and still defiant, managed to prop himself up on his hands and aid his bald head at Qin Ming, accelerating once again for another collision.
Seeing this, Qin Ming didn't hesitate; he grabbed a fallen iron door from nearby and swung it forcefully. With a loud "bang," a circular dent was hamred into the iron door as Dr. Plague, struck on the head, staggered and finally halted his charge.
He rubbed his head and roared a third ti, launching yet another swollen-head lizard charge at Qin Ming – only to be smacked by an iron plate.
He charged again and was hit by a box.
Continued charging, he got slamd by an iron cabinet.
Then, he was banged by laboratory equipnt.
He charged wildly while Qin Ming seized every opportunity to smash anything he could into his head.
In just a short mont, the ground was littered with a multitude of shattered objects bearing the marks of Dr. Plague's battered skull.
After being repelled seven or eight tis, Dr. Plague, who was repeatedly knocked back, eventually could no longer continue his charge.
Qin Ming then saw his opponent on the other side grab an iron table with both hands, lifting it nacingly as if to continue his assault. Dr. Plague, staggering backward two steps, shook his head vigorously in protest.
He now felt dizzy and desperately needed to recover.
Dr. Plague, in his swollen-head lizard form, indeed had an incredibly hard skull—after being battered for a long ti, he surprisingly sustained little physical damage.
But not being injured doesn't an he wasn't in pain! After having his head repeatedly smashed for what felt like an eternity, even Dr. Plague began to struggle!
Just as Dr. Plague was starting to look dazed from all the blows, the wall beside him suddenly exploded. In the next second, a triceratops burst out in a frenzy and slamd into him hard.
Right after the triceratops charged in, a large number of other dinosaurs followed.
It was obvious these dinosaurs were under Wild Wolf's control—only a few were boss-level, while the majority were elite minions. After all, boss-level dinosaurs were extrely high-grade experintal materials that Dr. Plague had long used to manufacture his potions, so they couldn't possibly appear in mass.
Otherwise, if the building were filled entirely with boss-level dinosaurs, Wild Wolf wouldn't even need Qin Ming's help; he'd probably be able to slaughter the entire secret base by himself.
The collective charge of over a dozen dinosaurs was so overwhelming that even Qin Ming on the opposite side was startled, hastily retreating to create distance.
Dr. Plague, who was knocked down to the ground, scread miserably as he was besieged and trampled by countless dinosaurs.
Ripping, ramming, stomping—Wild Wolf's signature group-attack techniques were unleashed once again. And this ti, the number of participating dinosaurs was even larger, and their assault thods even more brutal.
Watching the chaotic lee ahead from a distance, Qin Ming couldn't help but grin instinctively.
He had to admit that Wild Wolf did have so serious trump cards—if even he were to face this attack head-on, even if he wasn't killed outright, it would be extrely difficult to handle.
An ordinary boss struck by such an assault would surely die in excruciating agony, utterly incapable of fighting back.
But the one being attacked now wasn't an ordinary boss—it was the final big BOSS of this instance!
"Awooo!!!"
A burst of frenzied roars suddenly erupted from the dinosaur horde. In the next mont, a velociraptor was hurled high into the air—over four ters up—smashing its head into the ceiling.
Before the raptor could even land, the cluster of dinosaurs ahead scattered in all directions.
And erging from the chaos was a monster.
That's right! A monster! A pure, unadulterated monster!
Standing over four ters tall, its physique identical to that of a dinosaur yet with a gigantic, upright, human-like body!
Muscles bulged in twisted knots! Razor-sharp dinosaur claws!
And atop its body, two twin tyrannosaur skulls!
Most strikingly, below those two tyrannosaur skulls, there was yet another head—Dr. Plague's own head.
Having fully activated his dinosaur genes, he had rged completely with the tyrannosaur genes. However, the fusion was clearly imperfect, making him look neither human nor dragon-like, but more like a grotesque chira forcibly stitched together from the two!
Gazing at the colossal abomination before him, and watching as it seized a velociraptor, flung it aside, and then viciously bit its head off in one brutal motion, Qin Ming was montarily dumbfounded.
Especially after checking the opponent's attributes, he was taken aback by the numbers on display:
[Na: Dr. Plague – Tyrannosaurus Form]
[Strength: 70]
[Constitution: 70]
[Agility: 20]
[Spirit: 50]
[Skills: Imperfect Gene (S-class), Bio Fla (A-class), Death Rending (A-class)]
[Description: In pursuit of power and the ultimate man-made gene, Dr. Plague even made himself an experintal subject. But clearly, his experint is still far from perfect.]
"Strength! This is the perfect strength I created with my own hands!!!"
He looked up to the sky and let out a deafening roar, wildly swinging his dinosaur arms to forcibly blast the charging dinosaurs away. At that mont, Dr. Plague's voice turned hoarse and crazed—completely different from his previously calm, human deanor.
Clearly, he wasn't the only one whose temperant was affected by overwhelming power—Qin Ming was not alone in this regard.
After casually blasting aside the troubleso dinosaurs, Dr. Plague fixed his gaze on Qin Ming once again. The next second, the two dinosaur heads on top of him suddenly opened wide, their mouths boiling with fierce flas.
A-class Skill! Bio Fla!
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Both heads opened wide, continuously spitting out one fireball after another at an astonishing speed.
Seeing this, Qin Ming hurriedly swung his arms, launching blood balls in a desperate attempt to counter the barrage.
However, amidst the ensuing exchange, he discovered that he simply couldn't withstand Dr. Plague's onslaught.
The blood balls barely lasted three seconds before being forcefully exploded by the incoming fireballs.
Taking a direct hit from a fireball head-on, Qin Ming was sent flying, crashing through a wall with his head first.
Before he could rise again, successive fireballs were rapidly shot in, forcing him to tumble and dodge.
The thunderous crashing continued. At that mont, Dr. Plague had transford into a humanoid artillery turret, continuously firing fireballs from his mouth without a mont's pause.
The crossfire from his two heads created an extrely dense field of firepower—Qin Ming didn't even have ti to mount a counterattack, let alone dodge.
Although the final genetic fusion wasn't perfect, Dr. Plague's current dinosaur form was undeniably terrifying—and, most importantly, had no weaknesses.
He had long-range bio fla spouting from two heads, and his firepower was staggeringly fierce.
In close combat, he benefited from formidable basic attributes and could grab and rip apart an enemy with one fatal blow.
His only shortcoming was speed, but against his overwhelming firepower, who could possibly match him? Have you ever seen soone playing "kite" with a machine gunner?
One could say that this "imperfect" ultimate dinosaur gene had reached a state nearly perfect—with the only flaw being that its appearance was a bit unsightly!
(End of Chapter)
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