Chapter 523 Great Sword of Courage
“Good job! Leave it to me next!” Gordon raised his sword and prepared to enter the charging posture.
The effect of the incendiary bomb was unexpectedly good. After the snow armor melted, a small amount of oil remained stuck to the beast's legs, which continued to burn. The fur on its legs was ignited, and the beast roared and kicked back when it felt the burning pain.
Facing the incoming giant hoof, Gordon immediately changed his sword posture, swung the sword horizontally, and used the force to turn sideways. While dodging the attack, Gordon left an inconspicuous wound on the hind leg of the giant beast.
“Dong, dong.” Gordon felt that his heart was beating slightly faster.
At the same time, there was a fiery breath, like a lighted flame, quietly igniting.
"That's it."
Gordon smiled. In fact, there is something in common between the refining and accumulation of "courage" and the use of the Dino Tyrannosaurus suit.
As long as you maintain the boundaries of rationality, comply with the violent emotions of the Tyrannosaurus suit, and continue to attack and counterattack, your courage will quickly accumulate in the process.
“Ha! Isn’t this a match?” Gordon laughed, shouldering the sword and entering the charging posture again.
Pork Chop, who was startled by Gordon's sudden laughter, shook his ears. Gordon would do this from time to time when he was fighting with the Dino-Tyrannosaurus armor. He was so nervous that he was too lazy to complain.
Speed up and run to the side of the giant beast, and the pork chop came into the sight of those small eyes.
It holds the cat sword high and launches an offensive. It doesn't want to hurt the giant beast. It wins if it can distract the beast by jumping around.
Pork chop was successful, and the giant beast's turning movement hesitated for a moment. Gordon took the opportunity to release three sections of charged slashes, adding a new bleeding wound on the beast's hind leg.
The sound of the beating heart becomes clearer and more powerful, and the flame of courage burns brighter and stronger.
Breaking out a breath of hot breath from between his teeth, Gordon said to himself, "It's still a little worse."
The leg was injured, and the giant beast roared. It shook its head vigorously, pushed the ground with its front feet, and sped up to turn around. Gordon, by reading its muscles, judged the giant beast's movements in advance and retreated first.
As the courage gradually continues, the spirit becomes more and more "focused".
Perhaps, this is the direct reason for the acceleration.
Huge fangs that were longer than the entire bodies of many large monsters once again swept past Gordon.
This time, Gordon, who was prepared, stabilized his center of gravity, held the sword diagonally in front of him, and relieved the wind pressure, so that he was not blown away by the air current.
And the giant beast reacted very quickly. After swiping its fangs in the air, it immediately took a big step forward, and at the same time shook its head in the opposite direction, and its fangs swept back.
Gordon was lucky that he had just blocked the wind pressure. If he had been blown away by the airflow and his center of gravity was unstable, the pursuit that followed would probably have caused him a lot of trouble.
Facing the approaching giant tusk, Gordon spotted an opening and jumped and rolled.
Not backward, but forward.
He flew under the giant beast's head, which was a "dangerous safe zone" due to the curved shape of its fangs.
We say "safe zone" because this location is a blind spot for fangs to attack, which can effectively prevent the giant beast from continuing to swing its fangs in pursuit.
The danger is because the giant beast also has a flexible nose.
Gordon, who had crawled under the giant beast's head, had no time to stand up when the proboscis, which was more than a circle thicker than his entire body, swung down.
Continue to roll forward to dodge? Or fight back?
Both options are very risky. The former may be crushed by the giant beast's forefoot, which depends on luck. The latter may be crushed by the proboscis, but there is still room for maneuver.
So what is there to hesitate about? Fight back!
Gordon stood up, picked up his sword, and slashed at the proboscis that was about to fall.
The next second, the head of the big sword struck the tip of the giant beast's nose.
The giant beast was even more uncomfortable. Gordon's slashing blow just happened to land on the wound on its nose.
Stimulated by the sharp pain, the giant beast's proboscis twitched and raised, along with its entire upper body.
Gordon seized the opportunity, put away his sword and charged forward at full speed. Finally, with a thrilling sliding shovel, he successfully got out from between the hind legs of the giant beast and got out from under the giant beast.
Your vision suddenly becomes clearer.
The series of dodges and counterattacks just now were a matter of life and death. He didn't have time to understand it. Now he suddenly realized that he seemed to have entered a rather strange state.
It is different from the excitement and enthusiasm that I felt when I was "practicing" with the big monster bird before.
It is more stable and controllable.
The heart no longer pounded wildly, but became steady and powerful again. The flame of courage that only existed in the "spiritual concept" did not turn into a majestic burning flame like before, but became brighter and brighter. warmth.
It is like sunshine, covering the whole body.
The spirit is concentrated like never before, and every muscle, every joint, and even the slightest bit of energy, or "fighting energy" that is extremely difficult to control, are completely under control.
Gordon subconsciously pulled out his sword and entered a charging posture.
The power gathered together at an unprecedented speed, and almost in the blink of an eye, the three stages of power accumulation were completed.
Gordon didn't even react.
What amazed him most was that the power that had been accumulated to perfection was completely controllable!
You must know that the charged slash under normal conditions, whether it is a normal charged slash, a strong charged slash, or a true charged slash, has a "best release time", which is the moment when the power is accumulated to the limit.
If this moment is missed, a considerable part of the power will lose control, dissipate, and disappear.
But now, the gathered power is stably maintained at its peak, waiting for the moment to be released.
“Drink!”
Gordon drank low and waved the sword in his hand.
The power of this sword is unusually heavy, and its power has far exceeded the level of conventional three-stage charged slashes, and even surpassed the strong charged slashes.
Perhaps it is not as powerful as the full-strength true charged slash, but the preparation speed of this sword is so fast that Gordon can't help but wonder if his senses have misjudged.
However, the **** wound on the behemoth's hind leg did not deceive anyone. In this wonderful state, he really used the normal two periods of basic charging time to slash a cut that was more powerful than a strong charging slash. sword!
Even after the sword was struck, the power gathered in the core muscles was still not dissipated. He subconsciously turned forward and swung an enhanced horizontal slash that was no different from a powerful sweep.
Two wounds, one vertical and one horizontal, were crisscrossed at the base of the giant beast's hind legs. The splattered blood dyed the claw blade of the booming sword red, and also dyed Gordon's armor red.
The giant beast let out an angry roar again, and it simply sat back, trying to crush the hunter behind it to death.
The muscles and joints of Gordon's legs quickly mobilized at this time, not rolling, but spinning and sliding similar to the ghost-like state of the double sword!
Similar movements, in the past, he obviously needed to rely on charging or the inertia of swinging the sword to be able to perform them smoothly.
But now, carrying the big sword, he was like a swift swordsman with light weapons. He easily slid back a long distance and successfully avoided the heavy pressure of the giant beast.
Wandering around while always paying attention to Gordon, Pork Chop couldn't help but open his mouth wide, "Hey, what the hell, meow?"
Gordon couldn't help but have a cheerful smile on his face hidden under his visor.
“This is true, ‘courage’.”
Ps. Originally I wanted to write the last sentence as "courage mode", but suddenly it jumped to fairy mode emmmm
When in the courage state, he drew his sword and charged it up really fast, which was impressive.
(End of this chapter)