Chapter 732
"Wait......" As the chief deacon walked away step by step, the dust sealing was also out of the protection of the Morin lightning bead. The young hunter's eyes darkened, his stomach cramped uncontrollably, and his screams were forced back into his throat.
On the top of the unicorn's head, the blood thunder was still falling intermittently, and the ancient dragon species was clearly destroying its own vitality, trying to find a glimmer of life for the golden lion from the impossible. However, Lagane's recovery from his injuries at the moment is only superficial. The body of the dragon clan has not completely cooled, and the skin membrane and muscles of the monster have been infused with such a powerful external force, and they have stimulated several times the regeneration ability of their own body, but that's all. These phenomena are like corpse jumping reactions, and of course they are of no help to the golden lion who has already returned to the god of hunting.
The ancient dragon species has always been omniscient and omnipotent, and such a change can even be seen in the dust, and the unicorn has no possibility of being imperceptible. However, the unicorn still has no intention of giving up. In the previous battle, the dragon clan worked hard to protect the ancient dragon species, and even did not hesitate to use their bodies as a shield to block the dragon spear in front of them for the unicorn. However, using one's own vitality to urge talent, and using the power of a true dragon to forcibly continue the life of a toothed beast species, this level of reciprocation is far beyond the scope of reciprocating the peach.
As soon as the unicorn woke up, he didn't vent his anger at the poachers on the ground, nor did he pursue the vicious dragon rifle on the Golden Light, but rushed to the golden lion's side as soon as possible. From the movements of the ancient dragon species, Feng Chen can vaguely read the panic and a trace of determination, and there is a deeper relationship between the two monsters.
But now is no longer the time to think about this, the Qilin took the initiative to self-destruct the Great Wall, and in just a few minutes, it has already consumed too much life force on the Tooth Beast Species. The power of the ancient dragon species is never endless, and the unicorn's weakness at the moment has plummeted to the brink of danger. If it continues to be so willful, it won't be long before the Qilin will only be killed by the neck, and Mo Lin will appear at this moment, obviously waiting for the opportunity to move, waiting for the right time to give it the final blow.
Dust's teeth clenched, and blood oozed from his gums. With all his strength, he slammed his palm on his temple, and the dragon's cavity spread out with this force. The young hunter's mind roared out and hysterically shouted at the ancient dragons, "Stop! It's dead! β
"Is this what it wants to see for the lion to save your life with such a squandering of gold?" The green tendons on Feng Chen's forehead throbbed, and the dragon's words swung out like water waves. The young hunter was unable to fight, so he had to pin his hopes on the Kirin's own will. However, in the perception of Sealed Dust, the ancient dragon species seemed to have an invisible wall beside him, separating the hunter from his own will. No matter how much you hit it, the dragon whisperer's voice could not reach the unicorn's ears.
"Don't waste your efforts, the Kirin can't hear you." Mo Lin felt something, he turned around and said leisurely, while slowly pulling out the skinning knife behind his back and shaking it beside him. The bone dagger was polished into the shape of a double-sided blade, glowing with milky white brilliance under the stirring of thunder.
"This is ......" Feng Chen saw it clearly, and the golden armor hunter's knife and the one-handed sword at his waist seemed to be of the same material. Just exposing the blade, the short blade kept exuding an aura that made the dragon whisperer frightened, "The bones of the Fengshan Dragon...... It turned out that you found it? β
"What's so strange about that?" Morin was bathed in the thunder in the sky and asked vaguely. When it comes to searching for materials, the guild system is more efficient than any hunter or team. Even the secret cemetery chosen by the ancient dragon species for themselves is also invisible under the cover of the airship network, "If you want to hunt the ancient dragon species, you must have a weapon at hand." β
"Today's union rules are so restrictive that even if I want to get a dragon-slaying weapon, it will take a lot of trouble. Speaking of which, this short sword is still thanks to you, and without what you did in the thundering sand sea, I am afraid that I would have to delay for a long time to see today's scene. The chief deacon raised his short blade and pulled a knife flower in front of Feng Chen's eyes, "For the rest of the time, you just lie there obediently and carefully appreciate the last posture of the unicorn." β
Feng Chen's throat whimpered and wanted to roar, and he tried to reach out, but he could only catch the strings of arcs that crossed his fingers. Ignoring the young hunter's look of shock, anger, and pain, the chief deacon stepped out, completely hidden in the bright light of the depths of the minefield, and even the silhouette of his body was almost swallowed by the lightning.
"ββ!"
Only a clear sound of gold and iron was heard, but another tall figure suddenly appeared next to Mo Lin's blurred outline. The heavy hammer and the short knife of the gold-armored hunter collided, and the edge of the blade rubbed against the hammer with a tooth-aching creak.
The chief deacon, in the end, was a real five-star powerhouse, and he reacted the moment he was attacked. Without thinking, the hunter raised his kick and forced back the sneak attacker in the thunder light, and with a roll, he inserted the short blade back into his back, and when he stood up again, the heavy sword had already fallen firmly into his hand: "Huh! Is there any living guy in there......"
The blow failed, but the rhino had no intention of continuing the pursuit, he stood still in place, and grinned distantly: "Although I don't know who you are, I don't know what you're going to do." But now that I've seen it, don't even think about taking a step out there. The bones of the golden lion have been recovered by us, and I can't let you snatch it here. β
Morin folded his sword across his chest and made a battle pose. He looked the poacher in front of him up and down, frowning brows. The old hunter said aloud, "If you can do itβwith this rudimentary lightning protection measure, you are already working hard just standing now, right?" β
The Silverarmor Hunter's chest rose and fell violently, and his backhand wiped away a wisp of blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth. The Reverse Scale Team had received a heavy blow from the ancient dragon seed and was blown away into the distance, Feng Dust thought that he had escaped from this minefield, but he did not expect the old hunter to go and return now. Even if the Qilin didn't have a murderous intent in that thunder and lightning, a random blow at the Cataclysmic level was not something that ordinary humans could withstand.
The Dragonwhisperer looked intently, the Silver Armor Hunter's footsteps swayed violently, and the hand holding the hammer was not very steady, and it was clear that the previous blow was already his limit. After a series of heavy blows and the effects of minefields, the Shadow Hunters can barely maintain their combat power for now, and I don't know how much it has cost them.
"You don't need to worry about that." The Silver Armor Hunter's voice was like a bell, and there was no trace of fatigue in his tone, "Unlike you pampered union lackeys, Shadow Hunters can fight in any environment, and this kind of thunder is far from stopping me. β
"The one who reverses the scales?" Merlin finally searched for the information of the person in front of him from his memory, and couldn't help but "tsk", and said to himself, "It's a group of tricky guys." But in front of me...... It's your misfortune! β
The golden-armored hunter stepped on his feet and rushed back, his heavy sword dragging at his side, and the arc of his debut was stirred with the momentum. Rhino also took a deep breath and lifted the hammer to meet it, and the two collided together again without any tricks. The blade of the sword and the hammer body crossed in front of him, and although the silver-armored hunter was injured, he was more than a shoulder taller than Merlin, and with the advantage of his size, he temporarily brought the wrestling into a stalemate, and he couldn't tell the winner for a while.
"Don't you think it's ridiculous to call yourself a 'Dragonmare Squad of the Underworld'?" Mo Lin snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and it seemed that he still had some strength left. The ancient dragon species in the distance had no intention of stopping, and the chief deacon was not in a hurry, "It's just a few moths in the hunter world, and it's not a name that you can touch at will." β
"That badge...... You're not a small one. Rhino glanced at the bronze medal on the golden-armored hunter's chest, "Freedom hunter? Or which club's president? Listening to the imp over there, you seem to be doing something terrible. I don't care about the human-dragon war, but the material that the reverse scale wants has never been handed over. β
"How can poachers understand my plans?" The muscles of Morin's arms bulged, and he straightened his waist, shaking the silver-armored hunter a short distance. He held the heavy sword in one hand, and the other hand swiped towards his waist, and a bone-white cold light came straight to the rhino's chest.
"Bang-"
The Shadow Hunter hurriedly parried with his hammer, only to feel a numb jaw, and a piece of metal was slashed off from the side of the hammer. The ice crystal metal swirled onto the old hunter's chest armor, and was bounced out of the hunting suit.
"Senior...... Watch out for that short knife, it's a weapon made of ancient dragon materials, and even a rub will poison you! Seeing the silver-armored hunter helping, Feng Chenden turned his anger into joy, and the young hunter was lying on the ground, unable to intervene in the distant battle, so he had to use the dragon cavity to remind the old hunter a little and do what he could to help.
"Nosy...... I don't need a ghost to teach me how to fight! "I have experienced the magic of the Sealed Dust Dragon Cavity more than once, and the sound in the skull without warning can no longer move the old hunter. Scolding like this, the Shadowhunter was still a little more jealous of the short knife in Merlin's hand.
"Know how to make small gestures." The dragon's secret reminder seemed to be noticed by Mo Lin, and the deacon's afterglow glanced at the location of the sealed dust, and his hand was still attacking the silver-armored hunter on the opposite side. The heavy sword opens and closes in the hunter's hand, and the short blade is like a venomous snake waiting to be attacked, and every time it strikes, it will inevitably go straight to the opponent's vital point, so that the rhinoceros with only a heavy hammer can only fight hard.
To be able to achieve the current position in the underground world, everyone in the reverse scale has a tenacity beyond ordinary people, even if ten percent of the strength of the body can only be used five or six percent, and the judgment and reaction ability have also been weakened by the thunder in the sky, but with the material of the golden lion behind him as a thought, the rhino still gritted his teeth, and did not retreat slightly.
"Hell! The seniors will not be able to hold on......" The young hunter watched the battle situation in his eyes. The gap in hunting equipment cannot be made up by perseverance, the silver-armored hunter is already injured, and if he continues like this, he will inevitably get more and more tired, and time is clearly on Morin's side.
"Zizi ......" sealed the dust to let go of perception to the extreme, hoping to find a way to help fight in today's situation. The young hunter's ears twitched, but he heard the strange sound of a thunderstorm not far behind him. He subconsciously projected the dragon cavity over, only to feel a shadow behind him, as if someone was rushing towards the center of the battlefield with the thunder curtain made by the ancient dragon species.
"How can poachers understand my plans?" The muscles of Morin's arms bulged, and he straightened his waist, shaking the silver-armored hunter a short distance. He held the heavy sword in one hand, and the other hand swiped towards his waist, and a bone-white cold light came straight to the rhino's chest.
"Bang-"
The Shadow Hunter hurriedly parried with his hammer, only to feel a numb jaw, and a piece of metal was slashed off from the side of the hammer. The ice crystal metal swirled onto the old hunter's chest armor, and was bounced out of the hunting suit.
"Senior...... Watch out for that short knife, it's a weapon made of ancient dragon materials, and even a rub will poison you! Seeing the silver-armored hunter helping, Feng Chenden turned his anger into joy, and the young hunter was lying on the ground, unable to intervene in the distant battle, so he had to use the dragon cavity to remind the old hunter a little and do what he could to help.
"Nosy...... I don't need a ghost to teach me how to fight! "I have experienced the magic of the Sealed Dust Dragon Cavity more than once, and the sound in the skull without warning can no longer move the old hunter. Scolding like this, the Shadowhunter was still a little more jealous of the short knife in Merlin's hand.
"Know how to make small gestures." The dragon's secret reminder seemed to be noticed by Mo Lin, and the deacon's afterglow glanced at the location of the sealed dust, and his hand was still attacking the silver-armored hunter on the opposite side. The heavy sword opens and closes in the hunter's hand, and the short blade is like a venomous snake waiting to be attacked, and every time it strikes, it will inevitably go straight to the opponent's vital point, so that the rhinoceros with only a heavy hammer can only fight hard.
To be able to achieve the current position in the underground world, everyone in the reverse scale has a tenacity beyond ordinary people, even if ten percent of the strength of the body can only be used five or six percent, and the judgment and reaction ability have also been weakened by the thunder in the sky, but with the material of the golden lion behind him as a thought, the rhino still gritted his teeth, and did not retreat slightly.
"Hell! The seniors will not be able to hold on......" The young hunter watched the battle situation in his eyes. The gap in hunting equipment cannot be made up by perseverance, the silver-armored hunter is already injured, and if he continues like this, he will inevitably get more and more tired, and time is clearly on Morin's side.
"Zizi ......" sealed the dust to let go of perception to the extreme, hoping to find a way to help fight in today's situation. The young hunter's ears twitched, but he heard the strange sound of a thunderstorm not far behind him. He subconsciously projected the dragon cavity over, only to feel a shadow behind him, as if someone was rushing towards the center of the battlefield with the thunder curtain made by the ancient dragon species.