Dr. Ashford's mutation was still roughly humanoid: half of his face was like a zombie's, basically rotten, his eyes bulging as if inflated, the eyeballs so full they looked ready to burst; the hairstyle on his head was reminiscent of Mr. Einstein; the upper body was basically a werewolf's appearance, covered in a mane, with claws for hands; the back was quite special, with jagged bone spurs protruding from the elbows, heels, and spine; in addition, there were some vampire characteristics, all skin areas were pale, and he had the iconic fangs.

In Feng Bujue's eyes, this Boss's appearance represented the following three things: has a head, afraid of garlic, can be tripped.

At this moment, Feng Bujue used the divine skill that could only be used three times, [Naughty Kid's Low Sweep], the effect of which was "ignoring specialization levels, 100% tripping all monsters that can theoretically fall, and provoking them to attack you."

"You guys deal with the Derivate, I'll handle this." While the mutation hadn't gotten up yet, Feng Bujue picked up a pipe wrench and aimed it at the back of its head, hammering it continuously. The banging sounds and splashes of blood illustrated just how ruthless he was. Anyway, he'd already been vaccinated, so he wasn't afraid even if the blood splashed into his mouth.

Seeing this, Pan Feng, for some reason, had a feeling that he didn't need to intervene here...

"Okay...we'll come help you after we've dealt with the Derivate," he said, jumping down from the stands.

Because the effect of [Concussion] had been triggered twice, the monster was suppressed on the ground and hammered for more than ten seconds before it got up, losing a lot of health. During this time, it had already propped itself up once, but fell back down due to the dizziness effect.

When the mutation successfully stood up, Feng Bujue turned and ran, and the Boss naturally chased after him. At this point, unless someone tripped it again with that shameless skill, it would not change its target.

"Xiao Tan, come up and help!" Feng Bujue shouted as he ran around the edge of the stands, his voice echoing in the empty stadium.

Wang Tanzhi had recovered from the pain of the fall just now. He responded and found the nearest set of stairs, running up to the upper level.

Feng Bujue led the mutation on a wild run, his route was simple, running along the wider, walkable edge of the upper level of the stands. He didn't want to compete in speed with a monster that could climb vertical walls in a rugged place.

After Xiao Tan came up the stairs, Feng Bujue was running from his left. Both of them had flashlights, so they knew each other's position. As Feng Bujue approached, he shouted, "Trip it with the bat!"

"Roger!" Xiao Tan stood on a lower step, took out the baseball bat, looked to his left, and made a gesture to swing and hit the ball.

After Feng Bujue ran past him on the right, Xiao Tan swung with all his might, the bat swinging horizontally, hitting the Derivate's calf chasing from behind.

With a bang, Xiao Tan felt both arms go numb at the same time. The bat flew out of his hand after hitting the target, and he didn't know where it landed. The mutation's physical strength was truly amazing. The tibia below the knee collided with the baseball bat, making such a sound, and its leg bone did not break as a result.

Of course, Feng Bujue had long understood that its bones were very hard, otherwise, its skull would have cracked after so many blows with the pipe wrench just now. Moreover, the monster's behavior of using the bone spurs on the outside of its elbow to cut the windshield of the building in the Ailebu Building earlier was enough to prove this point.

The problem was, even if the leg bone didn't break, the mutation was still tripped...

Feng Bujue intentionally slowed down after running past Xiao Tan, preparing to turn back. When he heard the hit, he turned his head and shone his flashlight, just in time to see the mutation sliding across the floor face down...

"Cut its Achilles tendon with a knife!" Feng Bujue shouted as he took out the Winchester and fired a shot at the monster's forehead.

Xiao Tan chased up from behind in two steps, took out the kitchen knife, and cut down on the back of the monster's foot, scrubbing it like sawing wood.

The mutation's head was smashed, and the matter in its brain flowed all over the ground, but the monster did not stop moving. It was still trying to climb up and attack.

"Is this the dying stage..." Feng Bujue's face was covered in blood, but his expression was not nervous at all.

He took a few steps back and said to Xiao Tan, "Don't get close, it should die after struggling for a while."

The headless mutation frantically destroyed everything around it, and the surrounding seats and cement facilities were easily smashed by it, but because one of its Achilles tendons had been severed, it could not make a decent movement and posed no threat to Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi, who had retreated a distance.

"We're almost done here! How about you guys over there?" Feng Bujue shouted towards the area below where the fighting sounds were coming from, and shone his flashlight there.

Where the light reached, he saw Pan Feng and Hua Xiong besieging the Derivate, the latter fighting them inextricably with steel claws protruding from the knuckles of both hands, but not showing any disadvantage.

Feng Bujue thought of a word "Damn!"

"No need to say! This is a level three, right!" Feng Bujue shouted.

"Why ask if you can see it?" Hua Xiong replied unhappily.

The two GMs were also quite embarrassed at the moment. After Hua Xiong jumped down and exchanged two moves with this Derivate, he realized that something was wrong. The Derivate's hand that had been knocked off by Feng Bujue had actually healed quickly and grown steel claws. Its gunshot wounds also recovered quickly. Coupled with its amazing close combat ability, it was obvious that it did not have the strength that a level four Derivate should have. After Pan Feng joined the battle, Hua Xiong had the spare energy to glance at the game menu unique to administrators during the battle, and found that the opponent was really a level three Derivate.

Feng Bujue also noticed the self-healing hand, and he directed from the upper stands: "Cut off its head! How long are you going to fight like this?"

"Nonsense! If I could cut it, wouldn't I have? Why don't you come and try?" Pan Feng roared.

This really can't be blamed on them. Although the Derivate was petite, its strength was definitely not below that of Ashford's mutation, and its speed and reaction were comparable to the two GMs. Its weapon was an extension of its hands, which was more suitable for close combat than the two people using long-handled weapons, and its self-healing ability gave it a lot of room to maneuver in combat, and slight damage was within an acceptable range.

If the two GMs continue to fight like this and fail to win for a long time, their survival points and stamina points will be exhausted. Even if they can afford it, there are other hidden dangers...

[Current mission completed, all main missions completed]

[You have completed this scenario, teleporting automatically in 180 seconds]

The sound of these two system prompts meant that the mutation's struggle had ended and it had completely stopped moving. It also meant that Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi could stay in the scenario for a maximum of 3 minutes.

At the same time, at the entrance of the stands, pairs of crimson eyes emerged from the darkness, accompanied by the howling of blood wolf zombies, announcing that a large wave of monsters was coming...