Fatal Shot

The Tyrant was over three meters tall. The top of Big Pineapple’s large alloy shield was, at most, beneath its chest area. It was quite impossible for Big Pineapple, as a Heavy Armor Warrior, to prevent it from moving forward since his skills were all in cooldown.

However, Big Pineapple wasn’t really that worried. On the Death Hunter Island, similar situations appeared when they fought the Hunter T-750. However, in those situations, Feng Luo dealt with those situations without receiving any injuries.

Not to mention that Big Pineapple already knew that Feng Luo had awakened the Force. He even knew that Feng Luo was the crazy gunner player in the video posted on the forum that swung the Tyrant as a weapon. So, he did not worry about the backline at all.

However, it was only Big Pineapple who knew this, the other three agents did not.

Upon seeing the Tyrant putting its large claw to cover its weak points like a shield and getting past Big Pineapple’s blockade, Phoenix had put down her energy converter and picked up her red alloy sword. She began charging towards the Tyrant. As a Light Armor Warrior, she was the second line of defense of the team.

Onishi had already emptied one magazine of his sci-fi styled submachine gun. He quickly reloaded it with one hand while his other hand moved toward a black dagger hanging on his tactical vest.

It was a good thing the Tyrant was still some distance away from them. With the Tyrant using its large claw to block its upper body, it could not get close to them by jumping.

As such, Feng Luo did not switch to Ghost Weep; instead, he continued to wait for a chance using the Eye of the Thunder.

After activating Charge, Phoenix’s movement speed reached its maximum with just a few steps. In addition to the Tyrant’s speed, she managed to reach the Tyrant when it was still over ten meters away from Feng Luo’s position.

“Slash!”

Phoenix swung her alloy sword at the Tyrant’s right knee. The metallic longsword had a vague red glow, and it was a powerful rare skill that Phoenix used more than once during the Special Agent mission.

“-3055!”

The angle that Phoenix swung her sword in was not directly against the leg of the Tyrant. If she did that, it was highly possible that the alloy longsword would be slammed right out of her hands; swinging the sword sideways to counter.

The damage from this slash was not low at all, over 3,000 damage. With the Tyrant as the target, it was most definitely high damage.

The effects of the slash were quite obvious. After briefly crossing paths with Phoenix, the Tyrant that was still running toward Feng Luo suddenly collapsed toward its right side.

Although the Tyrant had been strengthened by the T-virus, its movement still required the support of the body. Phoenix skill-attached slash had completely sliced the ligament of the leg in half. As such, even if the opponent were a Tyrant it had failed to maintain its balance after that attack.

Of course, losing its balance wasn’t a fundamental problem in itself, the main problem was when the Tyrant lost its balance and its body leaned forward, it needed to move its giant claw that was shielding its head to readjust its center of gravity, exposing half of its head.

“Bang!”

The Eye of the Thunder rang loudly for the fourth time. The C-grade Shield-breaking Energy Bullet emitting a faint blue glow flew across the field and struck the wound on the Tyrant’s left eye socket for the third time instantaneously as the giant claws moved away.

“-10,005!”

After the destruction wrought upon the wound by the two earlier rounds, the third Shield-breaking Energy Bullet penetrated the bones of the Tyrant’s eye socket and entered the brain that was as frail and fragile as a human brain, inflicting bright red Fatal Damage.

A five-digit number, a final hit.

The large three-meter tall imposing figure of the Level 50 Tyrant fell on the ground along with its dark red claw halfway through its charge, less than ten meters away from Feng Luo. A bunch of energy crystals and a glowing test tube dropped on the ground.

“F*ck me, are my eyes playing tricks on me? That final Fatal Damage looked like it was five digits?” The Fire Manipulator stared wide-eyed far away from the battlefield, completely shell-shocked.

He wanted to see Feng Luo’s group fail, so the Fire Manipulator did not leave and stayed behind to spectate the battle.

However, the conclusion of the battle was a disappointment to him. The Heavy Armor Warrior actually managed to tank the Tyrant’s attack easily. The Scout did not miss a single shot using his submachine gun at such a distance, dealing continuous damage.

These people were all experts. They were not, in any way, weaker than the superstar players.

One could even say they were stronger.

The Sniper actually managed to hit the same spot with all four of his shots. He only adjusted twice before destroying the eye of the Tyrant over 50 meters from him.

The distance was considered a short distance for Snipers, but the enemy Tyrant was not a static target. Its head and body continuously moved when it fought the Heavy Armor Warrior.

More importantly, the interval between the first three shots of the Sniper was less than one second.

With the Fire Manipulator’s understanding of Snipers, there was not enough time to aim in such a short amount of time, not to mention accurately hitting the target.

“And that last shot, the damage was definitely in the five digits. It wasn’t a gold color damage number, meaning that it is a non-critical hit that was over ten thousand!” This was the hardest part for the Fire Manipulator to swallow.

Though Feng Luo’s earlier three shots inflicted decent damage, they were bundled together with Onishi and Phoenix’s damage, and the Fire Manipulator was also watching from far away, so he did not see them clearly.

When it came to the last hit, only Feng Luo’s damage number appeared, the only red Fatal Damage number that appeared since the start of the battle, so he saw it very clearly.

More importantly, a five-digit damage number meant that, even if the Fire Manipulator were to activate his shield, he would end up getting killed by the Sniper in one shot.

“How do you expect me to continue playing this game? Is there no balance!” The Fire Manipulator could not accept it mentally.

“Captain Feng, your last shot was over ten thousand, right? I didn’t make a mistake, right?” The other three, including Big Pineapple, also noticed the final damage number.

They did not need to actually see the damage value, they knew by just watching the Tyrant’s HP. It was due to the new mission chip that they could see detailed information about the Tyrant’s HP.

After Phoenix’s slash, the Tyrant still had more than ten thousand HP, but after Feng Luo’s shot, the Tyrant dropped and died directly; a high damage value was naturally implied.

Of course, Onishi and Big Pineapple might have still wondered if it were a critical hit, but Phoenix saw it with her own eyes when she turned around. She knew that it was not a critical hit, so the shock and surprise she experienced was very much similar to the Fire Manipulator.

The reason was due to the fact that it was a five-digit damage value.

Most players had only seen four-digit damage ever since the start of the game, and they could definitely only inflict damage in the four-digit range. Even if ignoring everything else, five-digit damage numbers had a different visual impact in itself.

“Old Feng, you’re sure your shot wasn’t a critical hit? Why is the damage so high?” Even Big Pineapple, who was walking over to Feng Luo, was feeling a bit shocked.

He knew that Feng Luo dealt high damage, and he also knew that, due to the increase in agility stats, Feng Luo’s damage would definitely be a lot higher after the Force awakening, but he did not expect it to be as high as it was.

Five-digit damage on the body of the Level 50 Tyrant? Unless it was a critical hit, just how many people had seen a five-digit damage number before in War?

“There’s definitely luck in play.” Feng Luo shook his head and did not deny Big Pineapple’s words.

The shot damage was in the five digits because of the precondition set by the second and third shots. Due to that, the Fatal Damage of the fourth shot did not experience any damage reduction, which was why he was able to inflict this sort of damage number on the Tyrant.

Feng Luo’s words actually told another story, which was that the shot was most certainly a five-digit number, and it was not due to luck alone.

Onishi’s eyes were also filled with shock. His talent was not suitable for this kind of environment, so he did not show his full strength in this battle.

Even under the right circumstances and environment, he still knew that there was no way that he would be able to inflict almost 20,000 damage on a Level 50 Tyrant in such a short period.

If he did not start attacking earlier than Feng Luo, his damage would not have even reached half of Feng Luo’s damage. The short burst damage of a Scout should be higher than a Sniper, in theory at least.

For the number one expert from North City, in terms of accepting another player as his commander for this mission, Onishi was not displeased at all; however, he did feel that it was a bit weird.

Although Feng Luo’s mission points during the Special Agent mission was far above his, he knew that the examination was not a test of combat strength.

The fact that Digital Cat, the weak teenage girl still assembling the mecha on the side, only had a few points less than himself was proof in itself.

When it came to facing the zombie-filled Silvermoon City and rescue operation of the current mission, combat strength was clearly quite important. On this, Onishi was quite confident in himself. The fact that he could become the number one player in North City was a testament to his strength.

North City was just like Storm City, they were both main cities were actually among the top five VIP main cities.

However, in this cooperative battle, Feng Luo’s marksmanship and battle strength suddenly put a lot of pressure on Onishi.

“It looks like I’ve been overconfident. This Azure Dragon is truly strong.” Onishi’s eyes shone.

Big Pineapple and the other two each had their thoughts. Meanwhile, Digital Cat was still assembling the mecha on the side.

Feng Luo looked at the two messages that popped into his vision.

[You’ve killed Tyrant (Level 50 Solo Type Commander Grade Monster). Kill Contribution: 37%. Obtained Experience: 1850. Obtained Points: 37. Obtained Merits: 2.]

[Your Symbiotic Protozoa obtained experience: 1850. Level up… Current Level: 5. Symbiotic Stats: HP +1,000, Force +50, Defense +50.]

Player’s pet leveling system allowed shared experience with the owner, and for the Life Protozoa that wasn’t even Level One, the experience it gained from the killing of a Level 50 Commander Grade monster was, without a doubt, enriching.

The Life Protozoa’s level went straight to Level 5, and the increased stats directly quintupled; 1,000 HP, 50 Force, 50 Defense. The stats he gained were already comparable to a Rare Grade Level 40 gear.

With this, Feng Luo’s HP jumped again and reached 11,000. This was already two to three times the HP of an average gunner player.

When Feng Luo was looking at the messages, Phoenix lowered her head and looked at the loot dropped by the Tyrant. When she saw one of the items was a blue potion, she asked suspiciously, “Eh? The blue test tube that the Tyrant dropped… Could it be the Permanent Enhancement Potion? Are we that lucky?”

Big Pineapple spent a considerable amount of his stamina during the battle, so he only walked over very slowly. “Permanent Enhancement Potion?! Where?!” However, when he heard Phoenix’s words, his eyes sparkled before he started rushing to the spot.

And at that moment, Feng Luo, who had just raised his head, changed his expression. He raised the Eye of the Thunder he was holding and raised it against Big Pineapple who was walking towards him.