Chen Feng squinted, feeling a bit numb. These people didn't even need to aim, relying solely on instinct to fire, rather than shooting dispersedly. Five formed a group, attacking only one target, instantly blocking the path of two zombies forward.
It's not an exaggeration; with such marksmanship, there wouldn't be many people within the Order that could match them. These individuals are the elite among elites, comparable to warriors within the army.
Indeed, a starving camel is bigger than a horse. Even though Hong Jiuling turned some people, some loyal warriors stayed by Feng Zhiyong's side. Just like this group of Iron Demon Army, any one of them could serve as an instructor for a troop.
Five per group, only attacking one zombie, and the aimed parts were all the forehead. Such dense shooting that zombies could not dodge at all, only lasted a dozen steps before the head cracked open a fine line, soon after with a "crack", the head was blown apart.
Seeing this, Chen Feng gained some understanding. No wonder the Iron Demon Army, as flesh and blood, could rival the Corpse Demon. In terms of physical strength alone, Corpse Demons are certainly stronger, but the Iron Demon Army possesses human experience and wisdom, cooperating closely, working together to exert greater force.
Elite.
This group is comprised entirely of true elites!
"Roar..."
Just as Chen Feng's thoughts roared, suddenly from a distance, the Tyrant emitted a thunderous howl.
Tyrant.
This creature approximates two meters in height, apart from the seriously decayed body, the most striking is the completely mutated right hand, with nails transformed into razor-sharp, massive claws. The Tyrant emphasizes "strength" and "attack", focusing on "one arm main attack, the other can assist in grab".
Its strength is extremely high, indicating it possesses higher intelligence. At this moment, it sensed the Licker's mutation, and in the next second, grabbed towards the Licker.
Don't underestimate its bulk, yet its speed is astonishing, from movement to explosive attack, the entire process does not even last three seconds.
The Tyrant's sharp claws almost tore the Licker apart, and its teeth, sharp like daggers, deeply pierced through the Licker's waist.
"Woo woo..."
The Licker's ugly face twisted now, it screamed heart-wrenchingly, grabbing the claws entangled around its neck vainly hoping to break free.
The Licker fell miserably on the ground, only able to emit some hoarse roars, evidently its vocal cords have been pierced by the claws.
The Dark Elf boldly attacked, the thorn branches whistled out, and the fast-moving arrow bodies screamed through the air as if death himself were shooting towards the Tyrant's body.
"Thump!"
A muffled explosion.
The Tyrant evidently experienced pain, letting out a piercing cry, but seemed unhurt substantively, instead as if stimulated, directly raised and shouldered the Licker before its body.
It's using the Licker as a shield, defending against the collective volley.
During this delay, the mutant porcupine sped up, when only ten meters from the group, its body ducked, its back began vibrating vigorously, then suddenly, the porcupine's spikes splattered out, shooting towards the crowd.
"Not good, quickly dodge!"
Seeing this, Chen Feng's nerves tightened entirely, he tensed his toes, directly dodging aside.
Compared to Chen Feng's formidable reflexes, ordinary people lag slightly behind. The javelin-like spikes pierced through the Warriors' bodies instantly, the six in the front row had no time to dodge and were pierced, flying backward.
The porcupine too is a mutant zombie, these spikes evidently contain concentrated corpse poison, with such large wounds, these people likely face dire fate.
Fighting until now.
The squad incurred casualties for the first time...