Chapter 878 Early detonation
“Huchi—, Huchi—”
The sound of breathing with a metallic reverberation echoed in the huge full-covered helmet of the armored dragon suit.
The field of vision is severely restricted. Only through the glass viewing window with a grille on the front of the helmet can one barely see things within thirty or forty degrees in front of him.
Whether it is Alva of the Scrivener, the owl born in the dark night, or the two hunting cats Pork Chop Pandan, this experience is very novel.
They have reached a **** on the edge of the canyon that is not vertical but still very steep.
Wearing bulky equipment and carrying explosives, they are unable to climb freely, and can only enter and exit the canyon in such a place.
"I will open the way, follow my footsteps." The owl's words were obviously meant for Alva. Although the latter also had a lot of experience in field investigation, he certainly could not compare with them.
“Calm down and slow down your breathing. Your breathing is too heavy and too frequent, and your oxygen will be consumed quickly.” Before going downhill, Owl reminded Alva again.
"oh oh!"
Alva tried to calm down his emotions. His heart was beating fast, not because of fear, but because of excitement.
When was the last time you had close contact with an ancient dragon species? When was the airship shot down by a mist dragon at Lingfeng Peak?
Perhaps you will have the opportunity to touch the ancient dragon in person this time!
Pork Chop kicked Alva's calf hard, fearing that the kick was too light and Alva wouldn't feel it. "After you go down to the canyon, follow the instructions, meow, and don't mess around!"
Looking at Alva who was shaking with excitement, Pork Chop regretted a little, maybe he shouldn't have brought this guy here.
“Okay, okay!” Alva agreed, but I don’t know if he really listened to it.
Led by the owl, the two men and the cat began to climb slowly toward the bottom of the valley.
The climb was uneventful.
The drill bits and steel nails on the hands of the soles of the Ankylosaurus suit can be easily embedded into the rock wall and firmly fix the body.
Alva even slipped once during the journey and fell several meters down the slope, but thanks to the thick leather of the ankylosaurus armor, he was not injured.
Of course, what is even more fortunate is that the dragon-killing carbon on his back is fine.
A group of people came to the bottom of the valley.
There are blue sour springs and pools everywhere, so every step must be taken carefully.
The formation changed, and it was Pork Chop and Pandan who led the way. They slowed down and moved forward quietly.
Fortunately, the space at the bottom of the valley was not too big. After a few minutes, they arrived at the sleeping green and black ancient dragon.
“Wow, it’s so big! How amazing is the strength of the muscles and bones that can drive such physical activity?” Alva whispered, “And this black grease.”
The owl turned around suddenly and made a silencing gesture.
Although he couldn't see the other person's expression, Alva could feel that the owl was glaring at him fiercely through the narrow viewing window on the helmet.
Alva chuckled dryly, crossed his hand across his chin, and zipped his mouth as if making a "shut up" gesture.
However, the presence of the heavy helmet and drill-shaped wrist armor obscures the meaning of this gesture.
In the eyes of the owl, Alva made a provocative gesture like cutting his throat.
"After completing the mission and returning home, you wait." Owl lowered his voice and said coldly.
Alva: "?"
“Stop flirting, meow, get the things over here, meow!” Pandan, who had already reached the chest of Styracosaurus, waved her claws at them.
The two of them walked over quickly.
The sleeping Gigantosaurus was curled up, and what Pig Chop aimed at was the chest and abdomen protected by the six limbs and tail of the Gigantosaurus.
If the dragon-killing carbon is placed here, Styracosaurus will be like holding a bomb, which can maximize the blasting power.
Furthermore, there are several huge wounds here that have not yet completely healed, which should have been left during the previous battle with Ge Mantis in Metabetate.
You can put dragon-killing carbon inside to further increase the explosion effect.
Pork Chop got into the chest of Styracosaurus, placed the six high-density dragon-killing carbons, and pulled the fuse.
After hesitating for a moment, it took out two more small barrel explosive bombs from the bag and placed them together with the dragon-killing carbon.
“Okay, meow, let’s evacuate, meow!” After finishing all this, the pork chop came out from under the Styracosaurus.
The owl grabbed Alva, who seemed ready to hug the tip of the Styracosaurus's tail. The group quickened their pace and evacuated towards the steep **** where they came down from the canyon.
A few minutes later, they arrived at the bottom of the steep **** and climbed up using their hands and feet.
The lead time was about twenty minutes, enough for them to leave the canyon safely and find a place to hide.
However, the accident still happened.
The sleeping Styracosaurus seemed to have sensed something strange through intuition. It slowly opened its eyes, moved its limbs, and prepared to stand up.
A sharp whistle came from outside the canyon. This was an emergency signal from Bones and Fire Scythe, who were responsible for monitoring the movements of the Styracosaurus outside the canyon.
“Hurry up, meow!” Pig Chop screamed, urging Alva and the others, while quickly climbing up the steep **** and taking out a flare.
It guessed the possibility that Styracosaurus would wake up early, but the timing fuse of the dragon-killing carbon could not be controlled. The two small barrel explosive bombs were prepared for such a time.
The owl, which was climbing up with all its strength, noticed the flare in Pig Chop's hand aimed at the Styracosaurus in the distance. He realized what the latter was going to do and immediately shouted: "Shoot it quickly and detonate it!"
“Climb quickly, meow! The scope of the explosion will be very large, meow! It’s barely safe until you leave the canyon, meow!”
“Detonate it quickly!” the owl roared, “This is the best chance! It’s more important to blow it up!”
Alva didn’t even know that this guy could have such a loud voice, but he agreed with the owl’s judgment, “The distance is so far, and the armored dragon armor is there, the aftermath won’t kill us!
Hurry up and explode! If the dragon-slaying carbon falls out of the wound, the effect will be too long! "
Pork Chop estimated the scope of the aftermath of the explosion, gritted his teeth, and pulled the fuse of the flare.
The signal flare turned into a ball of dazzling fire and flew toward the giant Styracosaurus in the distance. Unfortunately, the flare was not a crossbow after all. The trajectory was very random, and the landing point was deflected by more than ten meters.
“Salted fish and pork chop, meow!”
Xianglan, who quickly climbed up the ramp, also took out a flare, but she didn't see it aiming properly. She roughly aimed it at the Styracosaurus and then directly pulled the fuse and launched the flare.
After the launch, Xianglan didn’t look at the result. She put her hands on her hips and said, “I’m confident that luck comes from meow! I must have hit the target, meow!”
The second flare was crooked more than a pork chop, and landed on the dragon-shooting gun on the back of Styracosaurus.
Pork Chop’s ears drooped, but the loss only lasted for a short second.
The burning signal bounced off the dragon gun, fell down, and finally rolled next to the small barrel bomb.
The spattering sparks ignited one of them, and the small barrel bomb was detonated, creating a ball of fire.
The damage caused by the explosion of these two small barrel bombs is insignificant, but they have become the key to detonating the high-density dragon-killing carbon in advance.
The next second, a golden red explosion like a volcanic eruption swept across the entire canyon.
Alva, who was climbing on the steep cliff, subconsciously protected the owl next to him.
At the top of the steep slope, Pork Chop was squatting on the ground, lowering his head and squinting his eyes to resist the impact, while Pandan, who was arrogantly akimbo, was directly blown away by the blast wind.
"Meow-!"
(End of this chapter)