Infinite Horror Bulk Players

Chapter 58 G William (Part )
As he spoke, Hank pointed the gun directly in the direction they came from.

It was not until this moment that the sound of heavy footsteps began to be heard faintly.

The other recruits quickly pointed their guns at the rear.

The closer the footsteps get, the louder the sound becomes.

It was as if someone was walking slowly towards them carrying a heavy object weighing dozens of kilograms.

Finally, the figure slowly walked out of the corner, and the group of recruits couldn't help but gasp.

William Burkin!

And it was William, whose half arm had turned into a tumorous monster that was almost as thick as his waist.

On top of the tumorous arm, there was a huge yellow eyeball staring at them.

"Give it back to me! Give me my research back!" William roared and roared.

The tumorous hand swung violently, and the huge fist directly smashed cracks in the concrete wall.

"Fuck! Fire!" The soldier cursed and pulled the trigger.

The huge yellow eyeball was instantly blocked by the closed mass of flesh.

Bullets hit William's body, leaving his still human body riddled with holes, and even most of his head was cut off.

However, after the soldiers had fired a round and were about to switch magazines, they discovered that new flesh had sprouted from the injured part of William's body, filling the wound. William Birken, who had originally maintained his human form, was now completely unrecognizable.

All the places that were blasted by bullets turned into disgusting tumors. Except for his white coat, who could still recognize that this was William Birken's body?
"Damn it, this is different from training! Aren't zombie monsters' weaknesses their heads?"

The recruit couldn't help but step back in fear when he saw William Birkenhead, whose head had turned into a tumor.

The bullets were ineffective, and William Birken, who was walking towards them, could definitely smash them into pieces with a single blow.

"Back off! Keep your distance! Tyrant, get on top!" Hank shouted, pulling the trigger again at William Birkenstock.

However, the bullet that just now caused a lot of damage to the opponent and made him spit out blood plasma can only make some dents on his skin when it hits him again.

Such a scene made Hank's scalp tingle. Before the tyrant blocked William Birken's way, he directly hit William Birken with an incendiary grenade.

The flames burned William Birken's skin, completely erasing the last trace of human characteristics on him.

The fearless tyrant rushed in under the flames, and then smashed towards G William, who looked like a small tank in The Walking Dead.

Just one punch was enough to send William flying backwards, and he fell to the ground. The skin on his body, which had been carbonized by the flames, cracked again under the attack of the tyrant's fist, and blood plasma burst out.

"Huh." The new recruits who saw this scene immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The Tyrant is still reliable.

It looks like this is a sure thing.

"The tyrant stays and continues the attack, and the others retreat quickly." However, Hank still did not look relaxed, and directly called on his men to leave here quickly.

"Ah? Why?" The recruit followed Hank's steps and began to retreat, but still couldn't help asking questions.

"If you don't want to die, don't ask too many questions. Talk less and do more." Hank responded impatiently.

Behind them, a tyrant stood nearby, temporarily unable to attack because his target was blocked by his companions.

The other tyrant was already standing in front of William Birkenhead, hitting the opponent's body again and again with his fist as big as a casserole.

Every punch made William tremble, and blood plasma continued to squeeze out from under his broken charred skin.

However, as the tyrant continued to beat him, the splashing of blood gradually became less frequent, while William's body showed no signs of shrinking.

Even under the tyrant's beating, the indented fist marks on G William's body became shallower and shallower, until the tyrant swung his fist again, but was slapped away by the claws that were bigger than him.

"?" The tyrant looked down in confusion and saw that under his beating, G William had unknowingly changed from a disgusting tumor into a symmetrical, hideous, yet somewhat handsome four-handed monster.

In addition to the hands that are somewhat similar to the claws of the Tyrant in the second stage, there are two larger arms on the back, and the curved joints look like a pair of flesh and blood wings.

I don't understand what's going on.

A tyrant who has had his frontal lobe removed is also incapable of independent thought.

They will only stubbornly carry out the orders they receive.

Keep attacking.

Raise your hand and pump your fist.

"Bang!" G William simply blocked the tyrant in front of one of his arms, and the collision between fist and flesh even made a loud noise at this moment.

Before the tyrant could swing his fist again, G William's pair of wings had already passed by his side, grabbed the tyrant's hands and pulled them to the sides.

And G William's arm with sharp claws simply stabbed towards the tyrant's belly.

"Puff." The Tyrant's bondage vest, which was strong enough to withstand rocket bombing, was easily penetrated. The spikes even stabbed out from the Tyrant's back and then began to move to the side.

The tyrant tried hard to struggle, but was tightly bound by G William's wings and could only watch himself being cut in half.

"Hungry, hungry." William howled incoherently. His original thoughts of recovering his research and revenge completely disappeared.

There were only two words left in his mind now - hunger.

Under the beating of the tyrant, his body evolved from G1 to G3 at an extremely short speed, and the energy in his body was almost exhausted.

If he doesn't get food, he won't need to do anything else and will starve to death here.

Fortunately, he had food.

The food is right in front of you.

With his mouth drooling, William slowly knelt on the ground, picked up the tyrant's flesh and blood with his claws, and began to stuff it into his mouth.

The body began to expand and develop again.

When the remaining tyrant saw that his companions had made way for him, he simply strode forward and smashed directly at William's head.

"Bang!" The wings flapped, and with just one blow, the tyrant was smashed against the wall. Ignoring the opponent's fist that was powerful enough to penetrate the concrete wall, it pressed it firmly there.

"Crunch, crunch." G3 William continued to chew without even raising his head. After eating all the food on the ground, including the bones, his body had expanded to a height of four meters.

In this workers' passage in the sewer, it was so narrow that he had to crawl on all fours with his hands on the ground.

However, even so, he was still not satisfied.

The cloudy yellow eyeballs growing from various parts of his body fell on the tyrant who was still struggling beside him.

The wings held it in place and the body began to move towards the main stream of the drainage pipe.

This place is too small, he wants to go to a more spacious place.

But before that
(End of this chapter)