"Ri~! Ratatatatat!"
The rotary machine gun immediately opened fire on the black WhackJob, unleashing nearly a hundred rounds.
"Clang! Clang! Boom!"
But as a first-rate Super Hero, WhackJob's physical toughness was enough to withstand most ballistic weapons.
Even so, the rounds' powerful kinetic force blasted WhackJob away and sent him crashing into an abandoned lathe. He would be unable to help deal with the Tyrant for the time being.
The Tyrant seemed intent on drawing the battle outside the factory, avoiding stray bullets injuring the terrified film crew and arms dealers.
It simply stopped pulling the trigger.
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
Then, with an unbelievable running speed, the Tyrant charged toward WhackJob in great strides. In the blink of an eye, its enormous left hand seized WhackJob by the neck while he was still somewhat dazed.
Immediately afterward,
"Whoosh~—! Aah! Help me! Pfft—boom—!"
The Tyrant swung its left hand in an arc, treating WhackJob like a shot-put ball and hurling him toward the wall on the other side of the factory.
WhackJob struggled in midair, screaming for help, but still smashed through the dilapidated wall, leaving a gaping hole before disappearing from everyone's sight.
"Superhuman...!"
"Thud... thud..."
Just like in the Resident Evil game, the Tyrant kept shouting its programmed lines as it walked toward the hole with heavy footsteps.
Everything above had happened in a matter of seconds.
The Tyrant's overwhelming strength left the other three Teenage Kixes, who had been preparing to fight, staring blankly as WhackJob was beaten away.
"Gulp!"
Seeing that the Tyrant was about to leave the factory, Dogknott swallowed, no longer looking as cocky as before. He cautiously asked Game,
"Game, do we still have to fight that monster?"
"Hiss!"
Before Game could answer, more than a dozen Tiger Forms flooded into the factory. They