Tyrant

Tyrant was Umbrella Corporation's most imposing and fearsome humanoid bio-weapon. Among the resistance, it was just as notorious.

It was one of the T-Virus's greatest achievements, rivaled only by Alice!

Tyrants felt no pain, had no emotions, and knew no fear. Their skin could withstand direct hits from armor-piercing rounds, their fingernails were as hard as alloy, and their strength was enough to tear apart an armored vehicle in a minute. They obeyed orders alone, making them the perfect killing machines created by Umbrella Corporation!

At that moment, Xia Tianming was being held by the throat, his feet dangling off the ground. For a moment, he couldn't break free.

He put all his strength into a kick aimed at the Tyrant's chest. It felt like striking a steel plate, and the Tyrant didn't budge.

His hands transformed into Blacklight Claws, and he tried to slash the arm around his throat.

But after two clangs, he had only managed to tear the Tyrant's leather coat and scratch its ashen skin. His claws caught on the bone and couldn't dig even another centimeter deeper. It was as if the creature were made of steel and iron—was it really harder than an armored vehicle's bulletproof plating?!

The lift platform had risen all the way and closed, returning to the center of the testing ground.

The Tyrant expressionlessly flung him away. Xia Tianming flew through the air like a cannonball and slammed into the wall with a loud bang. The metal wall even caved in where he hit!

An ordinary person struck with that much force would probably have been turned into an abstract painting on the wall!

Xia Tianming hit the floor. He felt as if several ribs might be broken, and black fluid trickled from the corner of his mouth.

He had thought he'd thrive in this zombie apocalypse, but he hadn't expected to encounter such a formidable opponent so soon.

But now, just like the Tyrant, he felt no fear, felt no pain, and wouldn't back down. What followed would be a clash between two killing machines!

Thud! Thud!

The Tyrant strode forward, its movements mechanical, like a marionette approaching Xia Tianming where he lay in the corner. Its huge, oppressive body made a heavy sound with every step!

Xia Tianming stood up, calmly watching the giant approach.

He had played Resident Evil games before, so he knew that the Tyrant was nearly perfect in strength and defense. Its only weakness was its sluggishness, so meeting it head-on wasn't a wise choice.

Unless he activated [Armor Form] and [Warhammer Form], he probably couldn't go toe-to-toe with the Tyrant.

Without further hesitation, Xia Tianming's hands transformed into Blacklight Claws. He charged at the Tyrant, and the fight began!

When they came within striking distance, the Tyrant clenched a fist as big as a punching bag and brought it down on the man who dared approach it!

Too slow, too slow!

Just as Xia Tianming had expected, the Tyrant's punch was much slower than he was.

He leaned slightly to the side. The massive fist grazed the tip of his nose and crashed into the ground with a heavy thud, smashing a deep crater into the concrete!

Xia Tianming immediately stepped onto the Tyrant's thick arm, which had missed its target, and drove a powerful knee into its chin. The Tyrant's upper body jerked back slightly!

Before it could react, Xia Tianming seized it by the neck and used his own considerable weight to throw the Tyrant flat on its back!

The fluid sequence of moves left the people in the Safe House staring in stunned silence.

During a past durability test, an armored vehicle had rammed the Tyrant head-on at full speed, yet couldn't knock it down. Instead, the front of the vehicle had caved in, as if the Tyrant's feet had taken root in the ground.

Yet this man had tossed the Tyrant onto its back as if it were nothing???

Thanks to the way the Blacklight Virus had altered his body, Xia Tianming's density was on par with that of a metal block of the same volume. That was why his landing after jumping from the helicopter had hit with the force of a bomb.

After throwing the towering Tyrant to the ground, Xia Tianming didn't waste time. He raised his claws and drove them straight toward its eyes!

He knew the Tyrant tracked its targets by sight and hearing. If he could disable its senses, he'd have won half the battle.

But when the gleaming claws were less than half a fist's length from its eyeballs, they suddenly stopped. They couldn't move another centimeter!

At some point, the Tyrant had raised a hand and seized two of Xia Tianming's claws. Its brute strength kept him from driving them any farther!

What was going on? How had the Tyrant gotten faster? He hadn't even seen it raise its hand!

Wesker, watching from the Safe House, had also noticed that the Tyrant was faster than before. He turned to the doctor in charge of developing bio-weapons and asked, "Dr. Pym, has your lab modified the Tyrant again?"

"Of course. Everyone knows the weakness of our Tyrant series: they're too cumbersome. Naturally, we need to keep updating them. We worked with the mechanical engineering department to install mechanical joints at each of the Tyrant's joints, greatly improving its agility. And, while its bones were already hard, we coated them with a layer of metal as well. What do you think? Now the Tyrant has reached its most perfect form!"

Dr. Pym praised it proudly, as though showing off his brilliant child.

In truth, the Tyrant had always been undergoing modifications and updates. At first, it couldn't even withstand bullets. Now it could take a tank shell head-on with its body!

There was hardly anything human left inside its massive frame. It had now been turned into a half-mechanical bio-human!

Its only weakness was that it had no mind of its own. It blindly followed orders and couldn't adapt.

When Xia Tianming had cut into the Tyrant's arm and felt as if he were cutting metal, he hadn't been mistaken. He really had struck alloy bone!

Now the Tyrant had Xia Tianming's claws in its grip, and he couldn't break free.

Then the Tyrant swiftly raised its other hand and grabbed his head. Its grip tightened, threatening to crush his skull!

The veins on Xia Tianming's forehead bulged. He stared straight into the Tyrant's eyes, feeling as if his head were about to be crushed in its grasp!

Crack!

Suddenly, Xia Tianming clenched his teeth and jerked his right wrist, forcibly snapping off the two claws trapped in the Tyrant's grip!

The pain of losing his claws was every bit as bad as having his fingers broken.

But he didn't make a sound. Instead, with his remaining two claws free and intact, he pressed them down with all his strength!

Squelch!

At last, the sharp claws pierced the Tyrant's milky-white eyes. He twisted them several times, violently shredding its eyeballs!!

But the Tyrant showed no sign of pain. The fingers gripping Xia Tianming's head continued to tighten, and he could even hear the crisp crack of his skull bones breaking...