Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 196 South Asian Boxing Champion vs. Zhongzhou Counselor

"I have killed Reinhardt."

"You saw what happened to those white bastards."

"Want to die or live?"

Among the broken limbs, a demon-like figure covered in blood stood there, and his dark eyes reflected the overwhelming black air.

Everyone knelt on the ground, afraid, horrified, and desperate.

Tom is one of them.

"If you want to live, crawl over here and lick my shoes, you bastards." He arched his body slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened, full of cold cruelty.

One, two, then everyone knelt on the ground and crawled forward humbly.

Just as Tom knelt on the ground.

"Wait, you don't have to." The devil pointed at Tom and said slowly.

"My team is still short of a psychic. I remember you are qualified." The tone was still cold, but it lit up the light in Tom's heart.

"But. I don't have any. side plot." He was so scared that he didn't even dare to look up.

"Hmph, useless rubbish." He sneered contemptuously.

"Forget it, I'll do this branch quest for you."

"From now on, remember to watch over the team for me."

"Otherwise, I'll kill you."

"All right, Zheng Zha, Captain."

From that moment on, Tom was determined.

This man is worth following.

Therefore, when the captain is not around, the team must not get into trouble!

"De Chai, don't die!" Tom roared in Dechai's mind through the mental link.

"Their outer formation map is already etched in your mind!"

"We'll cover you inside, but the entire building is shielded by mental power. I can't see you and can't establish a mental link with you."

"Remember, as soon as you get in, report the situation to me using the shortwave communicator. Don't go too deep and do anything unnecessary!"

Although Dechai is also a brainless South Asian, at least he has yellow skin, so he still has some impression points with the captain.

Unlike them, who have white skin, they are naturally inferior to others in the Demon Team.

Oh, how nice it would be if I were a yellow-skinned East Asian.

But it was obvious that De Chai didn't understand Tom's earnest advice.

"I know, stop nagging!" Dechai responded unhappily in the mind link.

Tom is a nagging guy who always wants to use his experience to teach those newcomers all kinds of rules.

What about respecting the captain, respecting Chu Xuan, and respecting the rules.

Nonsense, the captain is so strong, how can we not respect him.

Dechai calmly dodged a series of bullets fired at him, and with a leap, dragged a mercenary out of the chariot.

Karma!
He snapped his neck cleanly.

But as long as I give myself time, I will become that strong!
Even stronger than Zheng Zha!
The fire of ambition burned in his eyes.

"Idiot, why are you stopping there? Move forward!" Tom's chattering voice sounded again in his mind.

"It's so annoying!" Dechai snorted, but still rushed forward quickly.

Although he despised Tom for taking advantage of his superiority, and they were always in competition and their relationship was not very good, he never questioned his teammates' abilities.

Those who can be copied and join the Devil Team are always potential people who have climbed out of hell.

Just like the dark-skinned Nochard, he is the king of snipers in the real world.

After entering the first world of the Demon Team, he was abandoned by Chu Xuan as bait, but he killed two reincarnations from the enemy team with an ordinary sniper rifle.

boom!
The two M1A2 tanks closest to him were hit by Gauss sniper ammunition and were directly pierced into scrap metal by the huge kinetic energy.

Another dozen or so infantrymen discovered Dechai, and bullets began to rain down on him. Dechai crossed his hands and raised them over his chest. The bullets made crisp tinkling sounds like they were hitting iron, but they could not penetrate his skin at all.

He jumped up and rushed into the crowd, punching and kicking them with a grim smile. Within ten seconds, dozens of soldiers were turned into unrecognizable pieces of meat on the ground.

"Decai! How many times have I told you not to do unnecessary things!!!"

In the mind link, Tom yelled at him again.

"I understand. Why are you yelling?" Dechai threw a head to the ground and spat in dissatisfaction.

With the continued suppression of the Demon Team, Dechai was invincible and ordinary zombies could not catch up with him at all. The remaining mercenaries who were still holding their posts focused all their attention on dealing with Nochad and the others.

No one could stop him at all.

But when he broke into the underground space of Umbrella Corporation and just walked through a corridor, ten mutant Lickers appeared in front of him, as if waiting for his arrival.

With a body of five or six meters long, huge claws and barbs on its body, it is a monster born for killing.

Dechai stopped, moved his ears slightly, and tilted his head slightly. Five naked tyrants appeared behind him.

One in front and one behind, they had surrounded him.

"Trap?" Dechai was not afraid at all, but became even more excited.

He was never afraid of fighting, but because his mother was a disabled woman from outside and no one knew who his father was, all kinds of dirty talk spread throughout the village.

Those annoying children also imitated the adults and made fun of him, saying that he was an unwanted bastard.

He couldn't stand the insults and started to resist, then was caught and beaten by the children in the village.

And when he grabbed the strongest kid, he twisted off the kid's fingers, which were twice as thick as his own, despite being punched and kicked by others, and strangled the older kid's neck until his eyes rolled back.

So exciting that I reminisce about it every night.

His blood began to burn.

The second-level gene lock opened instantly, and the whole person expanded, completely turning into a muscular giant with a height of nearly two meters and five.

But his changes did not stop there. The bones on his back began to move violently. With the sound of "cracking", two red arms tore through the skin and came out.

The veins on his arms bulged and kept wriggling, like pipes flowing with magma.

Even more terrifying was the sight of a head protruding from his left shoulder. The head's eyes looked sinisterly to the side, its mouth grinning in a half-smile, revealing sharp teeth.

The skin all over his body turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. The red skin seemed to be made of lava, and it seemed that boiling lava would erupt from his pores at any time.

He looked like a devil who had broken free from the shackles of lava hell and returned to seek revenge, which was intimidating.

This is the ability that Dechai spent two B-level side stories to strengthen. The physical enhancement - two heads and four arms, not only greatly improved his physical fitness, but also increased the lethality of his Muay Thai by more than two times.

If he is strengthened to the level of 2A, he will have no blind spots in close combat. His body is strong enough to smash a building with one punch, and the combined power of six fists is enough to compete with an ordinary fourth-level warrior.

Because of this, he also delayed the strengthening of his fighting spirit, resulting in that even though he has opened the second-level gene lock, his fighting spirit is still only at the primary level.

Of course, all this is worth it. In terms of close combat skills, he is definitely the best person under the fourth level in the Demon Team.

When the four leading lickers stretched out their tongues and claws towards Dechai.

Dechai did not retreat. His four huge fists were emitting a faint halo of light. With a whistling sound, he smashed the heads of the four lickers at the same time at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, just like bursting watermelons.

At the same time, the tyrant's huge claws with a cold glow were already tearing towards Dechai's back.

Dechai didn't even look at it. The second head's eyes widened, and he directly held the tyrant's claws with both arms. He twisted it hard, and the claws that were as hard as razors were twisted into pieces.

That’s not all. After dealing with the three lickers in front, Dechai actually jumped up and did a spinning kick.

His feet were instantly covered with a layer of faint light, and he kicked the shoulders and arms of the other two tyrants behind him hard.

With a crisp sound, the tyrant's huge shoulder and arm were torn apart by the kick.

This series of attacks took less than five seconds. The instantaneous destructive power of fighting spirit and two heads and four arms was evident, coupled with his sharp Muay Thai attacks.

When he landed, the ground was already littered with the corpses of Lickers and Tyrants.

But the biochemical monster is a biochemical monster, and under the control of the umbrella, it continues to pounce fearlessly.

Dechai snorted coldly. Facing the remaining lickers, he actually stretched out his hands and held their heads. Then he clasped his hands together and kicked out with his feet at the same time. The brains of the four lickers were immediately scattered.

As soon as he landed, the intuition of the genetic lock instantly made him sound alarm bells.

not good!

At the moment when the biochemical monsters were cleared out, five explosive bombs shot out from the darkness were already in front of him.

Two missiles were fired at his head, and three at his chest and abdomen. The perfect coordination made it almost impossible for him to dodge.

He could only rely on the physical control of the second-level gene lock to forcibly shorten his height by ten centimeters and then try his best to twist his body in the air.

boom--

The hot bomb narrowly grazed the end of his hair and hit the wall behind him, exploding violently.

Dechai immediately rolled on the ground and hid in the corner.

If he had not maintained the gene lock state just now, he might have been seriously injured by this vicious weapon.

Dechai's face was charred black, and half of his hair was burnt off. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shouted loudly: "What shady insects who can't stand the light of day? Do the stinky rats of the Zhongzhou team only dare to use long-range weapons?!"

Click, click.

A heavy sound of footsteps came from far away.

Looking through the reflection in the glass, he saw a steel giant over two and a half meters tall walking towards him. He was wearing desert camouflage power armor, holding a giant gun and an alloy sword that was nearly two meters long.

Everything shows that this is a high-level enhanced technological medium-range reincarnation.

"Despicable!" he cursed inwardly.

This set of steel armor completely restrained him as he lacked weapons.

It must be that the team's intelligence was leaked, which led to the Zhongzhou team making targeted arrangements.

Damn that useless guy Tom who only holds us back!
But he still took out the communicator and prepared to warn Tom.

But when he took it out, De Chai found that there was no signal at all.

Damn, the Zhongzhou team not only blocked the mental scan, but also blocked the shortwave signal!
He crushed the communicator with one hand, and couldn't help but complain in his heart that the things made by Chu Xuan were not reliable!
Intelligence is very important. Previous speculations were not accurate enough. The main reincarnations of the Zhongzhou team are still stationed at the Umbrella Corporation headquarters.

Moreover, he must be a high-level enhancer!
How many people are there?
De Chai would never have thought that the giant was just a man-made creation of the Zhongzhou team.

Moreover, since the Demon Team has not yet obtained intelligence on the Zhongzhou Team, all current arrangements are based on the speculation of the clone Chu Xuan.

This made Dechai doubt the accuracy of Chu Xuan's calculations.

Just as Dechai was daydreaming, a chainsaw sword chopped through the wall behind him and came straight towards his head.

Oh no! There are two!

Just now, Ventris had been hiding in the darkness, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

When Dechai was forced into a corner, he did not activate the saw teeth of the chainsaw in his hand, but slowly raised it and stretched it forward. As the wall shattered, the speed of the giant sword suddenly increased.

Fortunately, Dechai had been maintaining a genetic lock state, and the sudden sense of danger allowed him to narrowly avoid the attack.

But the giant was so fast that he simply abandoned the chainsaw sword which was inconvenient to use indoors and rushed forward. He actually pushed De Chai through the thick concrete wall in the room, and the two of them crashed into another laboratory.

This blow was so fierce that it almost shook De Chai's internal organs, made his throat feel sweet, and almost made him vomit blood.

Not only that, the giant's metal arms tightly locked Dechai's two heads and four arms, and his hands held Dechai's body and squeezed it hard. With such a huge force, Dechai's sternum made a teeth-grinding sound of bone friction in almost one or two seconds.

The other giant had already rushed to the front.

Dechai also knew that his survival depended on this one move, and this huge force shocked him.

So he immediately released all the fighting spirit in his body without caring about his life, and suddenly a circle of faint white light emerged from his body.

But a surge of energy also came from the body of the giant in front of him, which actually suppressed his own fighting spirit.

what!
Although he was shocked, Dechai reacted incredibly quickly. He pushed hard with his feet, and the physical strength of the double B-level enhancement and the second-level gene lock burst out completely, directly breaking free from the two giant hands like iron pincers.

Then he ducked his body to avoid a huge alloy sword that was coming at him.

Then he twisted his waist, leaned forward, and mobilized all his strength. His muscles tensed in an instant, his veins bulged like an angry dragon, and he punched out fiercely.

Boom—a large piece of metal on Arnold II's chest was instantly dented. The huge impact force was like a surging wave, directly pushing the steel giant backwards and crashing through a wall with unstoppable momentum.

However, this was not the end. The remaining force carried the giant backwards, and it slammed through another wall before finally coming to a stop, embedded in a pile of debris. The surrounding debris was instantly shaken and flew everywhere.

Before Dechai could breathe a sigh of relief, his spiritual sense received another danger warning. He bent down again to avoid the slash of another chainsaw sword, demonstrating the Muay Thai lower body dodge to the fullest.

Finally, he stood up on the ground and retreated, leaving the giant's attack range.

"Despicable Zhongzhou people!" Dechai shouted angrily, his forehead veins bulged, his angry face twisted into a ball, and his face was dyed red by the transformation as if it were Hong Wen.

How come the main force of the Zhongzhou team is in this place!

Could this be the Tian Ji Horse Racing tactic? The Zhongzhou team intends to eliminate him, the strongest person below level 4 in the Demon Team, first?
Although Decai really wanted to know the answer, Astarte would not respond to any of Decai's questions. The air in the basement seemed to be frozen.

The water droplets on the wall dripped slowly, making a slight "tick-tick" sound, which was particularly clear in this silent space.

Faint light filtered through a few cracks, barely illuminating the chaotic battlefield.

The Astartes warriors, clad in heavy, full-coverage power armor, said nothing.

The leading Ventress held the chainsaw sword tightly in one hand, and the high-speed rotating teeth made a terrifying buzzing sound. In the other hand, he held the grenade launcher steadily, with the muzzle always pointing in the direction of Dechai.

Arnold II, who was hammered against the wall by Dechai, also stood up. There was a deep fist mark on his chest, but it obviously had no effect on the battle.

"Just the two of you? And you have the same enhancement. You are really clueless people from Zhongzhou!" Dechai sneered.

There is no apparent difference between these two giants, indicating that they have almost the same enhancements and equipment.

This is totally unreasonable in the Samsara Team and is the biggest waste!

But this kind of reinforcement happens to be his greatest restraint.

He tried his best but could only barely penetrate the opponent's armor, but De Chai had no confidence in resisting the giant's guns and weapons.

There is one in front and one behind, and there is a wall on the side. We must get rid of the besieged position!

Then go out as quickly as possible and pass the information to Tom.

"Why aren't you talking? Is it because I broke your teeth?"

Dechai stood in the middle, his primary fighting spirit covering his entire body like a hazy halo, and the enhancement of his two heads and four arms made him look particularly hideous and terrifying.

But he was not as confident in his heart as he expressed in words. Through the thrilling fight just now, he could clearly feel that the giant's body was at least B-level strengthened, and he had an energy stronger than his own, and even his close combat skills were similar to his own.

Because of the experience inherited from his gene seed, and the internal strength strengthened by the Book of the Sunflower, Astartes' combat skills are already extraordinary.

If Dechai is the boxing champion of the Demon Team, then the Astartes are the close combat counselors of the Zhongzhou Team.

The counselor may not be a match for the South Asian boxing champion in a one-on-one fight, but in a two-on-one fight, how can he escape?

"You actually set your sights on me. Our captain and assassin are hunting your teammates right now. What a stupid arrangement!" Dechai began to use trash talk to disrupt the minds of the enemies in front of him.

This set has been proven to be effective in ring battles.

But he didn't know that the Astartes warriors would not be affected by this at all.

The grenade launcher fired instantly!
A bomb whizzed out, leaving a fiery trail.

Dechai could only dodge in a panic. His body could withstand ordinary rifle bullets, but it was not certain that it could withstand this special grenade.

But Astarte's marksmanship was not ordinary either. Several explosive bombs followed, determined to kill him.

Dechai reacted extremely quickly, picked up a piece of steel plate, attached his fighting spirit to it, and blocked the attack of the bomb, but the steel plate was also completely shattered.

Wen Hammers took the lead and rushed forward like a cheetah. The chainsaw sword in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air, and the friction between the teeth made a sharp sound, like the roar of death.

Dechai had no intention of testing the sharpness of the saw teeth that emitted a cold light with his own body.

He kicked a brick and it hit the giant like a cannonball, but he cut it open as easily as tofu.

But Dechai also got a rare opportunity. He punched Ventris' wrist hard with both fists, directly breaking his wrist armor.

click-

The enormous force penetrated the gauntlet, and even with Astartes' wrist strength, it was instantly broken, and the chainsaw sword was knocked down in an instant.

Just as Dechai grabbed the giant's arm and was about to strangle him further, a sharp power sword came from behind. Dechai had no way to avoid it and could only raise his other two arms to block it.

But the power sword can even cut through steel, let alone flesh and blood. With just one move, one of Dechai's arms flew up and blood gushed out.

Dechai let out a painful roar, but he did not give up resistance. His other three arms combined their strength to smash Ventris to the ground.

It's obvious that he has the advantage in strength and physical fitness!

Damn it! If only I had a weapon!

He has always been proud of being the stronger one. Even if he was attacked by a nuclear bomb at the beginning, it only made him hate the Zhongzhou team even more.

He never thought that this team that relied on external things and came from a small place was qualified to be compared with their Demon Team that had experienced wars and was ranked TOP2 in the entire reincarnation space.

Moreover, he is the South Asian boxing champion, how could he lose to these little bastards who rely on technological weapons!

But now the desperate situation of escaping death has crushed his arrogance to pieces.

He understood that if there was no external interference, he would surely die if the battle continued like this.

But the battle situation would not be diverted by Dechai's anger and anxiety, and the Astartes warriors demonstrated precise and coordinated tactics.

The offensive was continuous like a tide, making it difficult for Dechai, who only had three arms, to cope.

But this also aroused Dechai's bloodiness and cruelty. He seemed to have returned to the dangerous moments when he was fighting for his life in the underground boxing ring.

Ventris had been standing at the front, resisting Dechai's most ferocious attacks. His three fists kept hitting with fighting spirit, even denting the ceramic steel armor on his body.

He stumbled back a few steps, but quickly regained his footing.

Arnold II did not give Dechai a chance to breathe.

The power sword in his hand continued to strike, constantly forcing Dechai to move, and the grenade launcher with infinite bullets also kept firing.

Although Dechai was powerful, he gradually fell into trouble under the siege of two Astartes warriors.

[Damn it! This can’t go on!]

Dechai knew that he was in great danger. These two giants obviously wanted to slowly wear him down.

Because his fighting spirit was weak and was constantly being consumed by their strange and extremely strong masculine energy, it was impossible for him to keep the second-level gene lock open.

Once your energy is exhausted, you will surely die.

Death, even though he had killed countless people since he was a child, he never thought that he would die!
He followed his master to travel around the country to train Muay Thai, and began appearing in underground boxing rings at the age of nine.

So, when he killed all his enemies and came to the main god space, there was a moment when he felt that the first half of his life was a fate destined for this moment.

Since it is the fate arranged by "God", then we should have nothing to fear.

"I won't die!!!" Dechai let out his final roar.

There was determination in his eyes. He used up his last bit of strength to compress the fighting spirit in his body, and then released it.

Like a violent beast released from a cage, at that moment, it was as if an aircraft engine exploded, and terrifying power raged around with the fist as the center.

The powerful shock wave spread out in a circular shape, and the air was rapidly compressed, forming a white air wave visible to the naked eye, sweeping towards the Astartes warriors like a surging tsunami.

Arno II, who was in the lead, was instantly hit by the shock wave. His huge body flew backwards like a fragile leaf. His extremely sturdy breastplate shattered like glass under the impact of the shock wave, splashing everywhere.

The walls of the basement were not spared either. Large holes were blasted out by the powerful shock wave, and rubble fell like raindrops. The entire basement was shaking violently.

At this critical moment, Ventris on the other side jumped high like a cheetah, and the chainsaw sword in his hand danced quickly in the air, instantly swinging out an extremely beautiful sword flower, like a blooming flower of death.

Before Dechai could react, the sword blade flashed like lightning, ruthlessly cutting off one of his arms.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, but Dechai did not let out a howl. Instead, he fought back completely madly.

His two remaining arms swung like a dying, mad python, and he smashed towards Ventris with his last strength and instinct.

With a "clang", the chainsword and grenade launcher in Ventress's hands were knocked out, creating a dent on the distant wall.

Ventress didn't pause at all, and didn't care about the fallen weapon, but rushed straight towards Dechai like a mad bull.

The moment he approached Dechai, he suddenly lifted him up and slammed him against the wall with overwhelming force.

Bang, bang, bang, bang—the continuous, crisp sound was like the knocks of death on the door, each one foreshadowing the intensification of the disaster. Ventris was like a chariot out of control, directly smashing De Chai through several rooms.

The walls collapsed under the impact, and brick and stone debris flew everywhere.

Then, Ventress swung up Dechai's legs and slammed him to the ground with all his strength.

That crisp sound was like the countdown clock of life. Dechai only felt a sharp pain in his spine, as if countless steel needles were piercing deeply, and as if his spine had been broken into several pieces. His body seemed to have lost all its strength and he collapsed to the ground.

At this time, Dechai was almost on the verge of death, but his ferocity became more and more intense.

A devilish red light flashed in his eyes, which was the madness of death ignited by pain and anger.

His only two remaining arms were like iron clamps, and he smashed towards Ventress's helmet with endless hatred, as if he wanted to drag him into the abyss of death.

Crunch!

The helmet was deformed the moment he hit it with his fatal blow, and blood gushed out of it.

But Arnold II had already arrived. He pounced on Dechai and grabbed both of Dechai's heads with one hand like a pair of pliers, pressing his two faces hard against the concrete wall.

Then, rub and drag violently.

Like dragging a lifeless rag bag, Dechai's body was dragged across the rough ground, constantly cut by sharp stones, and blood flowed out, evenly smeared on the cold wall.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" Dechai finally couldn't help but started wailing, his voice gradually becoming weaker from the initial high pitch.

It got smaller and smaller, and finally, in this dark basement, the South Asian boxing champion's horrifying howls finally disappeared completely, leaving only dead silence and the bloody scene smeared all over the wall.

[One of your team members dies, and the accumulated points are negative]

"That idiot De Chai deserves to die." Tom's face was extremely grim, and he kept rubbing his temples. "If he wanted to act simply, he should have been ready to self-destruct at any time. There's no way he could die so meaninglessly! What a fucking idiot..."

Unexpectedly, this person died so quietly in the basement of Umbrella headquarters.

Moreover, there was a state of mental shielding, and I had no idea what was happening.

I have no idea how many people are in the Zhongzhou team or what their abilities are.

"The captain is probably going to be furious again." Tom felt terrified when he thought of the scarred and hideous face of the clone Zheng Zha.

This was an opportunity to perform well, but it was disrupted by this idiot Dechai!
"The Zhongzhou team shouldn't be so strong yet still stationed here," Nochard said curiously. "Decai, although he never went to school and is a little dumb, he's still very strong. Why—"

Why, Tom couldn't figure out.

But he has the ability to help the smart people in the team figure things out.

"Alright, no more hesitation." A flicker of thought flashed through Tom's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by determination. He gritted his teeth and said, "Amiia, let's get ready! We must eliminate the psychic in Zhongzhou."

"But once we use this item, we might be completely offline in this round and won't be able to help the captain and the others." Emilia said hesitantly.

"Then we'll use the psychic method to get rid of him in there!" Tom clenched his fists, his expression becoming more and more ferocious.

This idiot Dechai not only killed himself, but also left their team without a melee fighter, so they could only stand in a stalemate with Umbrella here.

If this continues, once the captain has resolved the battlefield on his side, he will definitely punish them severely for not making any contribution.

Therefore, it is necessary to seize the dominance of the mental battlefield.

Tom took out a thin book wrapped in parchment from the space props. The skull on the cover exuded an indescribable eeriness.

The black ink originally applied on it has now covered most of it. The ink seems to have a life of its own, becoming mottled and weird under the erosion of time.

The Book of Sandria is a one-time magic item that they obtained in a magic-themed world. Its ability is to seal a recorded person in a small plane of temporary structure.

Distance is a planet. As long as it is within a planet, no matter how far away it is, it can be sealed.

The person inside cannot get out, and can only be released if the user holding the Book of Sandria gives permission or if the user loses control.

At first, the Demon Team just regarded this as a safe refuge space.

But later it was discovered that there was another way to use it, which was to induce a psychic to leave a mark on the book and then force it into it.

This will instantly destroy the opponent's psychic.

Now, the psychics in Zhongzhou are obviously not that experienced and do not know how to disguise their psychic frequencies and characteristics.

Under Tom's guidance, Zhan Lan's mental power easily entered the book.

The black skeleton seemed to come alive, its dark eyes moved slightly, and slowly looked towards the east.

That's the direction of the church.

The main base of the Zhongzhou team.

(End of this chapter)