Chapter 489 Silver Edge
The dark and low sky, the sweeping wind, and the red thunder and lightning winding across the horizon.
The humid air inhaled through the mouth and nose was as heavy as mercury, and the hunters felt as if they had entered another world.
Warm raindrops fell on his body, and Gordon smelled a strange burning smell. He looked down and saw countless electric arcs flashing across the surface of the Tyrannosaurus armor.
These fine red arcs penetrated the armor, similar to electric shocks, but not the same weird pain and numbness, which continued to irritate the skin.
The inscription on the epitaph sword in his hand also kept flashing with rainbow light.
This is dragon energy?
Integrate into the sky, into the clouds, even into every strong wind, every drop of rain dragon attribute energy?
Is this the real power of Lan Long?
Facing this apocalyptic scene, even Hilda, who had dealt with many kinds of ancient dragons for half her life, couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment.
The dark dragon suspended in the air opened its mouth, and without any energy stored in it, a jet-black torrent mixed with red arcs shot out and swept towards the hunters.
“Avoid!” Hilda shouted loudly.
The torrent containing a high concentration of dragon attribute energy swept across the platform, and at the edge of the platform, the solid stone peak made of a whole piece of granite was swept away.
Compared with the previous silver torrent, the power of this breath has not only increased several times, but the scope of the aftermath is also much larger.
Hunters tried their best to dodge.
No one was directly hit by the breath, but under the impact of the spreading dragon energy, they all suffered minor or serious injuries.
The most seriously injured person was Gordon.
The dragon-type resistance of the Tyrannosaurus rex armor was extremely low, and the energy aftermath penetrated the armor's protection with almost no hindrance and penetrated deep into his body.
The skin, muscles, bones and even internal organs all burned as if they were being burned by fire.
Blood continued to seep from his mouth and nose, dripping through the gaps in his mask and falling to the ground, mixing with the turbid muddy water.
With heavy breathing, Gordon supported his body with his sword, managed to stand up, and looked up at the dark dragon that almost merged with the sky.
Lanlong in this state is not an opponent that can be defeated by just the three of them.
The hunters knew this in their hearts, but they still gritted their teeth and raised their weapons again.
Lanlong stood high and looked down at the hunters. The overflowing anger turned into golden-red light and shone in its eyes.
“Roar, ow, ow, ow—!” After another roar, Lan Long straightened his body.
A round water ball appeared in front of it and expanded rapidly, expanding to nearly ten meters in diameter in the blink of an eye.
That's not just water.
The black light and red electricity that are constantly surging in the center of the water ball prove that the extremely terrifying dragon attribute energy is compressed and sealed in it.
“Retreat!!”
Gordon tried his best to squeeze out the remaining strength in his muscles and retreated at full speed.
Without his reminder, everyone realized that the power of this blow would be terrifying beyond imagination.
The huge water ball fell slowly, and burst suddenly the moment it touched the ground.
“Boom!”
The churning water waves spread around like a tsunami.
The hunters struggled to stabilize themselves in the almost waist-deep water waves. A large amount of clear water fell along the cliff at the edge of the platform. This water wave only lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared.
Hunters who were ready to die looked stunned.
The impact of the water ball burst out instantly, creating a deep crater on the ground in the center of the platform.
But the power and scope of this attack were far lower than they expected.
That's it?
However, the next second, the hunters understood how wrong they were.
The huge water ball and the waves of water that disappeared in a blink of an eye were just precursors of the attack, like the flames on the fuse of the bomb barrel.
The water flow dissipated, but the high concentration of dragon-attribute energy contained in it was retained. In a way that humans could not understand, it stirred up the violent wind and thunder in the sky.
The violent air current swept through the seemingly endless dragon-attribute energy, forming several huge tornadoes that penetrated the sky and the earth, wreaking havoc.
The earth is breaking and the mountains are crumbling.
Hunters have nowhere to hide.
Then there was no need to hide anymore. Gordon's tense mood suddenly relaxed. He looked directly at the dark dragon in the sky and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.
"boom!"
At this moment, a dull explosion suddenly came from the mountains in the distance.
Haunted in the sky like an evil god, Lan Long, who was mercilessly overlooking all this, suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.
In recent years, the sense of depression that has always been like a high mountain, weighing heavily on its heart, dissipated completely when the explosion sounded.
At this moment, it was as if a thousand tons of weight had suddenly been lifted off, and both body and spirit became lighter and more comfortable than ever before.
It couldn't help but look at the hunter in front of it.
The eyes that glowed with golden red light were no longer filled with cold murderous intent and boundless rage.
But there is a little more exploration.
Gordon, who looked at him, suddenly realized something. He lowered his sword tentatively and inserted the tip of the sword into the ground.
Lanlong continued to stare at him closely, and the tornadoes that swept around him stopped moving.
Upon seeing this, Gordon simply lifted his visor, looked at each other again for two seconds, and then lowered his head slightly.
Lan Long turned to look at Ancier and Hilda again.
The two people who understood each other also put away their weapons and bowed gently to Lanlong.
The world seemed to have fallen into silence, with only the howling wind still sounding.
Lanlong suddenly raised his neck and let out a clear and long cry. His dark body gradually returned to white like clouds after a heavy rain.
The red tornado, which was powerful enough to destroy the mountain peak, quickly subsided and dissipated after this long roar.
After taking one last deep look at the hunters, Lanlong swung his body, soared into the sky, and disappeared among the thick clouds that covered the sky amidst long bursts of chirping.
Gordon let go of the hilt of the sword that was supporting his body, and lay down heavily on the ground that was full of ravines, cracks, and muddy water.
“Praise for Hayata Pork Chop, um, and Pandan, is it finally over?” Gordon stretched out his limbs and looked up at the sky.
The black clouds, the strong wind, and the red thunder were all gone, and the end-of-the-world scene seemed to be just his hallucination.
The wind stopped and the rain stopped.
The dark clouds covering the earth melted like thin snow under the sunlight. On the edge of the dark clouds, there was a layer of silver-like brilliance, which was so dazzling.
Silver edge?
Gordon tried to raise his head and looked east, towards the horizon.
“It turns out the sun has already risen.” Gordon said to himself, “It’s been so dark all the time. I thought it was still early before dawn.”
He slowly turned his neck and looked at the sky again, "Ah, it's so bright. Is the light on the edge of the dark cloud so bright?"
“What are you mumbling about?” A face suddenly broke into the line of sight, covering most of the sky, it was Ancier.
“How is it, can you still stand up?”
“Get out of the way, get out of the way!” Gordon waved his hand impatiently.
Anhil felt a little confused, but still took a few steps away.
The clear blue sky in the early morning after the rain once again occupied his entire field of vision, but the dark clouds had dispersed, and the silvery edge reflecting the sunlight had naturally disappeared.
Gordon sat up and looked at Ancil.
“What do you think, our team should be called ‘Silver Edge’?”
Ps. I learned about the word silverlining when I was watching "Elf Mouse" when I was a child.
It means the silver light on the edge of the dark clouds, and it refers to the hope in trouble. It has been almost twenty years, and it is still impressive. Let’s use it as a team name. It’s time to come up with a team name 0v0
As for the issue of Lan Long “easily” letting the protagonist and others go
How should I put it? Ancient dragons are not ordinary beasts after all. Holding grudges is one thing.
(End of this chapter)