Chapter 227 Despair Strikes

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Looking at the burly and huge tyrant in front of him, Song Que couldn’t help swallowing his saliva.

Compared to the zombie next to him, Su Ming, who had undergone a huge change in form, was more like an alien.

Compared to Song Que, who was in a complicated mood, the level 5 zombie began to retreat after taking a look at Su Ming.

Just as human intuition is far inferior to that of animals, compared to Song Que, the intuition of the level 5 zombie is more acute.

Unlike Song Que, this level 5 zombie couldn’t help but feel a strong sense of fear after seeing Su Ming’s transformed form.

The tyrant wearing bronze armor just stood there, and a violent and murderous aura continued to spread to the four sides.

In addition to the above feelings, the level 5 zombie can also feel the wailing of no less than two level 5 creatures from Su Ming.

It sounds very metaphysical, but the level 5 zombie does have a similar concept in his heart.

Looking at the tall tyrant in front of him, Song Que's right hand loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened.

After repeating several times, Song Que, who took a long breath, finally overcame the greatest pressure in his heart.

Compared with the physical enhancement awakeners he had seen, Su Ming's tyrant form was undoubtedly more oppressive.

It was just to lose the battle, not the battle. Although he knew Su Ming was powerful at the moment, there was no trace of cowardice on Song Que's mouth.

After a casual knife flower, Song Que's hair became more dazzling, and the purple hair seemed to drip blood.

"Su Ming, I don't know how many physical enhancers like you I have killed. I hope you don't wail in pain next time!"

Seeing Song Que's constantly changing right hand, the corner of the tyrant's mouth slightly lifted.

"Weakness is not terrible, what is terrible is to be complacent about your own weakness."

The hoarse words came out of the tyrant's mouth. After just listening to a few words, Song Que felt a slight pain in his internal organs.

"Damn it, don't listen to him!"

"Let's go together, don't hold back!"

After saying this to the zombies beside him, Song Que shouted and rushed towards Su Ming with his hands holding a machete.

Looking at Song Que rushing over, the Tyrant just stomped his left foot heavily, and then the ground shook violently.

Song Que, with his feet on the ground, did not panic at all in the face of this sudden change, but took advantage of the moment when the ground shook, and the whole person suddenly jumped high, holding the machete in both hands and chopped towards Su Ming's thigh.

It's not that Song Que didn't want to cut other parts, but because he jumped high, he could only cut here.

The previous Tyrant was only about 4 meters, but after the optimization of the Quark Robot, Su Ming's height soared by about one meter again.

The Tyrant of about 5 meters brought not only deterrence to the enemy, but also terror.

The bright yellow light of the machete chopped on the bronze armor on the surface, and immediately made a crisp sound.

After this sound, the armor on Su Ming's leg did not show any damage, only a shallow white mark.

On the contrary, the machete in Song Que's hand had a crack the size of a grain of rice.

Noticing this scene, Song Que's pupils shrank.

Since he succeeded in getting this machete, no matter what kind of zombie it was, it has never been able to resist its sharpness. Unexpectedly, the first time it was resisted was when this machete was injured.

But soon Song Que didn't have the heart to feel sorry for the gap of the machete. Just as he jumped high, Su Ming's left hand, which turned into a claw, had already hit his body heavily.

Feeling the huge whistling sound coming from the side of his body, Song Que's eyes condensed, but there was no panic.

As early as when he jumped high, he had already anticipated a similar situation.

"Shuo!"

A black chain shot out from behind Song Que's right wrist and quickly wrapped around Su Ming's huge right hand.

After drawing a graceful arc in the air, Song Que, who was dressed in white, supported himself with one hand and came to Su Ming's back.

Just as Su Ming was shocked by Song Que's operation, he soon felt a huge impact from behind him.

The hard bronze armor made a creaking sound and suddenly concave inward. Although it did not break, it also showed a huge deformation.

Su Ming turned around in surprise and saw a layer of purple flames burning on Song Que's body.

Drops of blood floated out of Song Que's body and became the fuel for the flames.

Feeling the tearing pain from his skin all over his body, Song Que could clearly see through the huge gap between the tyrant's legs that the level 5 zombie was actually retreating.

Without time to hate his stupid teammate, Song Que looked at Su Ming who turned around, endured the pain from all parts of his body, and then waved the machete in his hand and rushed towards Su Ming again.

However, although Song Que's form had changed greatly at this moment, and his personal ability had greatly improved in all aspects, it was of little use to the huge tyrant.

Just when Song Que was about to rush to Su Ming's body, a sharp spike suddenly protruded from the ground.

Just as Song Que was about to be pierced into a candied haws by the spike, Song Que's body suddenly went against the laws of mechanics and retreated half a meter out of thin air.

"Not bad!"

After leaving a word of praise, the huge tyrant suddenly disappeared in front of Song Que's eyes. Looking at the afterimage left by the tyrant, the nervous Song Que quickly prepared for defense.

But just as he prepared for defense, a miserable cry suddenly came.

Song Que suddenly realized what happened and looked up. He saw that the level 5 zombie who was about to sneak away was being grabbed by Su Ming's huge claws.

Two sharp claws penetrated the chest of the level 5 zombie, bringing out a lot of flesh and blood organs.

"It's over!"

It was difficult for the two sides to defeat the tyrant by themselves. Now after losing the aid of the level 5 zombie, Song Que suddenly felt that he had no hope of survival.

When Su Ming crushed the level 5 zombie, Song Que let out a painful howl.

A huge wave of air spread outward from Song Que, and strong energy fluctuations emanated from Song Que's body.

Song Que's skin had completely disappeared, revealing the blood-red muscles inside.

Countless blood gushed out of his body. After receiving the help of this blood, the originally burning lavender flame suddenly became more intense, and the color turned into dark purple.

"Yes, you are a good man who fights to the death!"