Godzilla's Path to the Ancient Gods

Chapter 70 Recycling
Hank hurriedly dodged sideways, and at the critical moment, a rocket flew past his chest.

Hank could even feel the heat of the rocket as it flew by.

Hank, who dodged the rocket, rushed at the tyrant without slowing down, knocking him down.

During the tumbling, Hank stood on the tyrant's shoulders with both feet, and clasped the tyrant's jaw with his claws.

Hank, who has dealt with executioners before, knows that the best way to deal with this kind of thing that can be seen as modified at first sight is to pull their heads off!

As a result, the muscles of Hank's arms bulged, and he roared, and his sharp claws even dug into the tyrant's jaw.

Accompanied by the sound of piercing muscles and broken bones, the tyrant's head was ripped off by Hank!

Before Hank dropped the tyrant's head, which was still connected to several spines, an explosion sounded in his chest.

The tyrant, who was not attacked by Hank, had already fired a bazooka and hit Hank precisely.

Hank's body was thrown upside down by the explosion.

The tyrant dropped the empty bazooka in his hand and strode towards Hank.

On the other side, the tyrant who was hit by Hank's big ax also pulled out the big ax from his chest, and walked towards Hank with the big ax.

In the firelight, Hank stood up.

He looked at the burning marks on his chest and his face twitched.

The rocket blasted off the scales on his chest, exposing the relatively fragile skin inside.

At this time, the skin still had burn marks.

Although injured, Hank also breathed a sigh of relief.

At the very least, he knows how strong the current defense is.

Seeing the tyrant rushing towards him, Hank grinned, and rushed towards the tyrant who hurt him.

Relying on his more agility, Hank suddenly walked around behind the tyrant, and before it could turn around, Hank's claws had already reached its head.

Not surprisingly, this tyrant was also decapitated by Hank.

As the tyrant collapsed weakly, there was only the last tyrant left on the field.

"Roar!"

Even though he was the only one left, the tyrant still didn't have the slightest fear.

It rushed to Hank's side, raised the big ax in his hand and slashed towards Hank.

Hank ducked slightly sideways.

"My fellow, your ax is mine."

Hank stepped on the ax that fell to the ground, and kicked the tyrant's chest with the other foot, sending him flying several meters away.

The ax in its hand was naturally out of hand.

Hank pulled the big ax from the ground, then walked to the tyrant who had just got up from the ground, raised the big ax expressionlessly and swept across.

Kacha~
The big ax cut deeply on the tyrant's waist, cutting off the tyrant's body directly.

If it weren't for the strong spine of the tyrant, it would have been an ordinary zombie who would have been cut in half.

"Roar!"

Hank's body leaned back slightly, avoiding the tyrant's big hand that was slapping him.

The strong palm wind blew several strands of Hank's thinning hair away.

Because the whole body is covered with scales, Hank's head naturally has no reason to survive.

But right now, Hank's head isn't scaled yet, so some hair survives.

But as the scales get more and more, these hairs will fall out at any time.

But now, these hairs are the few signs of humanity in him.

Therefore, Hank takes great care of his hair.

Seeing that his hair was missing a few more hairs, Hank was furious!

He kicked the tyrant away with one kick, and before he stood up again, he came to the fallen tyrant, raised his big ax and slashed down!

Just hearing a click~, the spine of the tyrant's waist was completely cut off!

That's not all, after cutting the tyrant in half, Hank raised his big ax and slashed at the tyrant's chest again!
Hank stepped on the tyrant's shoulder, and kept raising and lowering the big ax in his hand.

Every time it falls, there will be a splash of blood, and there will be a crackling sound of bones breaking.

And the chest of the tyrant under his feet has been completely sunken, and all the internal organs in the chest have been chopped up by Hank.

If it was an ordinary creature, it would have died long ago without its internal organs, and even the executioner would not be able to move.

But the tyrant who had been transplanted with another mammalian heart, with the blood supply from the other heart, was still able to struggle for a short time even with such a serious injury.

And Hank, seeing that the tyrant was still moving, continued to raise and lower the axe.

It didn't stop until the tyrant was silent.

After hacking the tyrant to death, Hank breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't even look at the ferocious face of the tyrant, turned around and walked away from the forest.

He wanted to leave this forest first, then find the town, and then inquire about the news of the Umbrella Company, preferably the base of the Umbrella Company.

Being targeted by this company, if he can't solve this matter, he won't be able to sleep well.

That's why he didn't choose to escape into the primeval forest, he didn't want to be in fear all day long.

Therefore, rather than running away, it would be more reassuring for him to choose to destroy the umbrella company.

What Hank didn't realize was that when he was thinking about a problem, he always chose to subconsciously solve the problem in a violent direction.

Or, after entering the apocalypse, this way of thinking has become the norm?

The moon sets and the sun rises.

The night passed.

At the place where Hank and the tyrant were fighting, a pair of heavily armed men came to the side of the dead tyrant with guns in their hands.

It can be seen from the clothes on these people that they are those who survived the helicopter.

The eyes of these people did not stay on the tyrant who died in a miserable state, but were looking for something on the ground.

In the end, they found a few scales on the ground full of decaying leaves.

That's Hank being blasted down by a rocket.

I saw that they carefully put away these scales, not letting a single scale go.

Not long after, several helicopters flew over and picked them up.

Raccoon City.

Or that room full of screens.

Wesker was in a bad mood.

The task of capturing mutant individuals, which was thought to be very smooth, has occurred one after another.

First, there was internal strife between the hunters and the tyrant, and then the strength of those mutant individuals far exceeded expectations, killing all the hunters and tyrants!
Even if there were helicopters providing long-range fire assistance, they failed to take down those mutant individuals. On the contrary, the helicopters providing firepower were attacked by those mutant individuals, and few of them survived.

In comparison, the wave of people who dealt with Hank may have gained the most.

Because they got a few scales that Hank dropped!

As for the others, although they have injured those individuals, it is very difficult to recover scales or flesh and blood.

Because those mutant individuals have been wandering there, they have no chance!

(End of this chapter)