Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Feng Luo and his group of five continued to spectate the battle in front of them. As this situation continued, the small squad of players on the battlefield far away had started to crumble. More than two-thirds of the players had already been killed by the Tyrant. The remaining players had finally given up and started running for their lives.

Clearly, by then, they finally knew just how scary Tyrants were. The perfect grade Permanent Enhancement Potion was not something that one could easily get.

The players were still quite smart as they spread out when they started escaping. Though the Tyrant completely dominated them in terms of combat prowess, it could only focus and pursue one player.

The Fire Manipulator from earlier ran towards Feng Luo’s group with a tired and devastated expression while being covered in a translucent Expert Level energy shield.

“Ha!”

Phoenix blinked lightly.

“He’s running over here. He’s trying to use us to divert the Tyrant’s attention.” Onishi’s gaze seemed colder.

Situations like this, where players tried to dump all their misfortune onto others, were quite common. After all, dying once at such a high level was quite a considerable amount of loss.

As Captain, Feng Luo did not criticize the Fire Manipulator. Instead, he said to Big Pineapple, who was already raring to go beside him, “Old Pineapple, prepare for battle.”

Since the party across them had already crumbled, it was time for their team to make a move.

Although the mission’s objective had nothing to do with the Tyrant, since they had encountered one on the way, it did not really make any sense to let it go.

A powerful Commander Grade monster like this Level 50 Tyrant was also a good chance for them to test their coordination and cooperation skills. Considering the difficulty of the mission, it was better for them to get familiarized with each other as soon as possible.

“Charge!” Upon hearing Feng Luo’s words, Big Pineapple activated the Charge skill.

With the red and black Level 50 Rare Grade alloy shield raised, Big Pineapple charged forward as if he was a bullet that had just exited its barrel. He flew forward quickly towards the Fire Manipulator who was covered in his energy shield running toward Feng Luo’s group.

“Damn it…”

The Fire Manipulator looked shocked and thought that he was Big Pineapple’s target, and gritted his teeth and stopped, turning around midway.

The shield-bearing Big Pineapple charged past him, ignoring the Fire Manipulator completely; instead, rushing towards the Tyrant that had just killed another Scout player not far behind the Fire Manipulator. After killing the Scout, the Tyrant opened its mouth and chewed off and swallowed a piece of flesh from the corpse of the Scout. Then, a wound it received from the battle on its body quickly recovered.

This was one of the abilities of a Tyrant, very similar to Foragers’ and zombies’ HP recovery from devouring the flesh of corpses.

After just devouring the bloody flesh, its grayish-green bloodshot eyes discovered Big Pineapple who was charging straight towards it.

Roar!

The Tyrant roared in anger, viewing Big Pineapple’s action as provocation. It instantly threw away the incomplete corpse of the player and turned around, quickly leaping across a dozen or so meters before landing in the path of Big Pineapple’s charge. Its large claws on the tip of its dark red left hand swung towards the red and black shield in front of Big Pineapple’s body.

“Bam!”

A loud collision between metal and flesh appeared. The two-meter shield collided with the three-meter Tyrant.

The Fire Manipulator understood that he wasn’t Big Pineapple’s target after Big Pineapple moved past him. Not only did he not feel relieved, he was actually feeling quite annoyed.

In addition to not participating in the battle earlier, Feng Luo’s group of five only started engaging the Tyrant when his team had almost been wiped out. It was clear he could no longer hope for the loot from this battle against the Tyrant.

After running away a certain distance, the Fire Manipulator did not leave but instead turned around, seeing Big Pineapple colliding into the Tyrant.

He thought while insulting Big Pineapple in his mind, “Hilarious. He actually slammed directly into the Tyrant… Just how dumb do you have to be to choose a tactic like this? These people are just rich and have good gears, but when it comes to battle tactics, they’re newbies. Now there’s no wonder they are so confident that they can kill the Tyrant with just five people.”

“-2745!”

“-1085!”

Just as the Fire Manipulator was laughing at Feng Luo’s group in his mind, the two damage numbers appeared above Big Pineapple as well as the Level 50 Tyrant’s head.

What surprised and left the Fire Manipulator speechless was the fact that the damage number above the Heavy Armor Warrior was only around 1,000. Instead, the Tyrant actually lost almost 3,000 HP in that collision.

“How is that possible?” The Fire Manipulator couldn’t believe it, as he initially wanted to see the five players make fools of themselves. Yet, the first one to make a move, the Heavy Armor Warrior, had made him feel as if he was slapped in the face.

The Heavy Armor Warrior in his team earlier actually lost one-fourth of his HP after getting hit by the large claws of the Tyrant. He only managed to tank a few hits before dying.

As for Big Pineapple, who only lost a little HP, he had clearly used a recovery potion, so even if he were facing a Tyrant, he could probably tank for at least a minute.

One minute. If the damage output was sufficient, even a Tyrant would have to die.

After Big Pineapple collided with the Tyrant, Onishi’s expression also slightly changed.

During the Special Agent profession change mission, apart from the final group battle, he had not met Feng Luo and others before. He only killed Fire Manipulator Number 87 during the group battle and he had never witnessed Big Pineapple’s battles before.

Big Pineapple’s tanking ability truly shocked him, now understanding why Big Pineapple was so confident earlier. With regard to Big Pineapple’s damage, he wasn’t shocked since he knew that Big Pineapple’s skill, the Level 45 Rare Grade Shield Bash, could continue to accumulate power during the charge before transforming into an explosive hit upon impact. However, with a straight-line charge before impact as much, a change in direction would greatly reduce the effect, so it wasn’t really usable during real PK battles.

The Tyrant was dumb enough to use its body to collide against it, which was how a Heavy Armor Warrior like Big Pineapple could deal such high damage.

“ 300… 300…”

The Tyrant was still a Tyrant after al. As the peak product of the T-virus, its strength was not only expressed in one aspect. Big Pineapple’s strike did indeed take out much of its HP, however, in an instant, it had already recovered one-fifth of them.

When fighting against a Tyrant, being able to tank it was only the first aspect. More importantly, the damage output needed to be able to keep up.

“Ta, ta, ta!”

A silver sci-fi submachine gun appeared in Onishi’s hands, the same type as the Scout player who caused problems from yesterday.

“-350. -334, -345…”

A series of light red energy bullets fired from the submachine gun. As the bullets hit the Tyrant’s body, a bunch of damage numbers appeared, even though the numbers weren’t high. Considering the shooting rate of submachine guns, the total damage of an emptied magazine was definitely something to behold.

For Feng Luo who had been observing carefully, he noticed Onishi’s accurate gunmanship.

Although Big Pineapple was engaged closely in battle with the Tyrant, Onishi’s bullets didn’t hit him at all. To be able to reach this kind of accuracy at a distance of around 50 meters, it was clear that his title of being the number one expert in North City was not simple flattery.

“I’m feeling a lot of pressure this way.” Feng Luo thought as he felt a slight sense of pressure in his heart. He raised the Eye of the Thunder and quickly pressed on the trigger. A light blue C-grade Shield-breaking Energy Bullet exited the barrel and flew towards the Tyrant.

What Feng Luo needed to do was not simply contribute to the fight, he also needed to make sure that he could make up Digital Cat’s part as well.

Digital Cat was still working on assembling the T-750 prototype; and she did not mention when she would be finished as well as whether that prototype was capable of battle or not.

“Bang!”

“-4055!”

A yellow Weak Point Damage of over 4,000 floated above the head of the Tyrant.