Outside the grand manor.
Hundreds of Adventurer scattered, charging towards the Tyrant hundreds of meters away.
Some had already raised their pistols, aiming.
Others had their fingers on the safety pins of grenades.
They lunged at the giant, who stood still as a mountain.
The Tyrant's cold gaze swept over the crowd, and he casually tossed the heavy Gatling gun and empty ammo box onto the ground like trash, producing a dull thud.
As the dozen-person team at the forefront raised their pistols, the Tyrant moved.
He didn't dodge, but instead charged directly into the hail of bullets.
Bullets sparked off his specially made trench coat, making dull "thudding" sounds, yet they failed to slow him down in the slightest.
A massive iron fist, accompanied by a tearing shriek through the air, swept out horizontally.
Crack!
Splat!
The sounds of shattering bones and exploding flesh instantly erupted.
Several Adventurer were sent flying like ragdolls hit by a heavy truck, their bodies twisted and deformed, spraying blood mist as they flew backward, crashing into the crowd and causing chaos.
"Holy crap!"
"How is this big guy so fast? And even if he's fast... why is his defense so strong?"
Their pistols were ineffective, which startled the Adventurer.
The subsequent Adventurer, in their horror, threw grenades, attempting their last resort.
However.
The Tyrant didn't even look, raising his foot and stomping down hard.
Boom!
The ground shook violently, and gravel flew.
A grenade that rolled to his foot was actually stomped into the ground by him, a dull explosion came from beneath his foot, and the shockwave only ruffled his coat.
Another grenade flew through the air, and the Tyrant swung his arm, his massive palm accurately swatting it away; the grenade exploded above the distant crowd, taking another group of lives.
And then.
A fleshy blade, like a bone spur, grew from one of the Tyrant's arms.
The long fleshy blade was even longer than he was tall.
With a swing of his arm, he pierced an adventurer's abdomen.
Turning them into ashes and disappearing.
The remaining Adventurer, seeing this scene, completely lost their will to fight, screaming in terror and scattering.
A low roar rumbled from the Tyrant's throat as he took heavy steps in pursuit.
His speed was very fast, and it didn't take him long to kill all the Adventurer outside.
Total annihilation...
It was another round of total annihilation.
Inside the manor.
The newly revived Adventurer gathered again, their faces filled with worry.
"I'm really fed up, why is he so hard to beat?"
"We threw so many grenades and they all hit, yet we still haven't killed him."
In the bullet chat.
The Adventurer of Tidal Town couldn't help but say, "You guys are lucky you didn't kill him. Listen to my advice, kids, go find some high-powered thermal weapons nearby, otherwise, you absolutely won't pass this stage."
"If you don't prepare powerful weapons in advance, in the later two stages, let alone killing him, even getting close will be a problem. You'll be instantly killed if you show your face."
Having experienced two rounds of failure.
The Adventurers of Feiyun Town were smarter this time and decided to follow the advice of these veterans.
To search for equipment nearby.
Evelyn appeared before everyone again, accompanied by a new 'mom' she had just acknowledged.
After receiving a satisfactory reply.
"【E-001 feels joy, the consciousness world has stabilized.】"
This sentence appeared before everyone again.
The Adventurers of Feiyun Town still didn't pay attention to this sentence, simply treating it as a hint after a team wipe.
But actually, it didn't matter whether they paid attention or not.
This event indeed only happened after a team wipe.
After discussing tactics again.
They decided to send 30 Adventurer to restrain the Tyrant, attracting his attention in a dispersed manner.
The others would go into the various ruins nearby.
To explore.
Everyone quickly took action.
Needless to say, the Adventurers responsible for restraining the Tyrant had a tough time; they didn't know how many people the Tyrant had killed, back and forth, before they successfully restrained him, allowing the other Adventurers to successfully sneak into the surrounding buildings.
Then they stayed put.
No longer leaving the manor.
The Adventurers also discovered that as long as they didn't leave this manor, they wouldn't encounter any danger.
All they had to do was wait patiently.
At the same time.
From the ruins in all directions outside, bursts of gunshots echoed.
Inside the manor, the remaining Adventurers held their breath, listening to the commotion outside.
In a half-collapsed office building to the east, several rapid pistol shots suddenly rang out, mixed with the crash of breaking glass and a few hoarse roars, then silence returned, leaving only a smell of gunpowder lingering in the ruins.
Almost simultaneously, a muffled thud came from the direction of the abandoned garage to the west.
The blast wave of a grenade explosion blew open the rusted iron door panels, and several charred remains were thrown onto the street, landing with a thump.
Upon closer inspection, they were actually rotting bodies that were still wriggling.
Their terrifying appearance made some of the Adventurer remaining in the manor feel a pang of fear, not knowing what was happening outside.
"It looks a bit scary, these places."
"Good thing I didn't go..."
The resentment they felt earlier about being chosen to stay behind instantly vanished.
Instead, they felt incredibly lucky.
Gunshots, explosions, roars, screams...
Emerged one after another in the ruins around the manor.
The Adventurers who died outside did not immediately turn into ashes and return; it seemed that only after all Adventurer had died would they collectively revive and return to this grand manor.
Within these ruins, most areas were useless.
They also had to face numerous encounter battles with zombies.
The strength of these zombies was very high, and there were even high-level zombies like Lickers and Big Butchers wielding huge axes. As long as these guys were disturbed, it was virtually certain death, with no chance of survival.
Given the current strength of the Adventurer of Feiyun Town, they were no match for any high-level zombie.
However, despite this.
They still managed to find some weapons.
Several submachine guns.
A rocket launcher.
And a machine gun.
These were found in an armory; when they discovered them, these pieces of equipment seemed to disappear from their original spots like glowing objects, and then appeared on their bodies.
"Bound equipment?"
The Adventurers of Feiyun Town were exceptionally delighted.
They had originally thought these were just ordinary equipment, one-time consumables once picked up.
But it turned out they were directly bound to their bodies.
Through the descriptions of these pieces of equipment, the Adventurers roughly understood that the equipment they searched for in these areas would enter the manor, and each time they were wiped out, these pieces of equipment would respawn inside the manor.
Even if they ran out of bullets now.
After the next team wipe and revival, these bullets would reappear.
Meaning they would exist permanently.
The Adventurers of Tidal Town suddenly realized, "So that's how it is..."
"It really is necessary to search for equipment. I originally thought it was just for defeating the Tyrant, but it's universally applicable?"
"Wow, that's so cool."
