The dark and low sky, the sweeping wind, and the red thunder and lightning that snaked 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 smell of burnt lake. He looked down and saw numerous electric arcs dancing on the surface of the Dino Tyrannosaurus armor.
These fine red arcs penetrated the armor, similar to electric shocks, but not the same as the weird pain and numbness, which continued to irritate the skin.
The inscriptions on the epitaph sword in his hand also kept flashing with rainbow light.
Is this dragon energy?
Dragon energy that blends into the sky, into the clouds, into every strong wind and every drop of rain?
Is this the true 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, but 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-attributed energy swept across the platform, and at the edge of the platform, the solid stone peak composed of a single piece of granite was swept away.
Compared with the previous silver torrent, the power of this breath is not only increased several times, but the scope of the aftermath is also much larger.
The hunters dodge with all their strength.
No one was directly hit by the breath, but they were all slightly or seriously injured under the impact of the spreading dragon energy.
The most seriously injured was Gordon.
The dragon-type resistance of the Terror Tyrannosaurus 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 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.
Lan Long 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.
Lan Long was condescending, looking down at the hunters, its overflowing anger turned into golden-red light, shining in its twin children.
"Roaring, hooting, hooting—!" After another roar, Lanlong 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.
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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 struggled 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 nearly waist-deep water waves. A large amount of clear water fell along the cliff at the edge of the platform. This wave of water only lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared.
The hunters who were ready to die looked stunned.
The water ball exploded with an instantaneous impact, 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 left behind, stirring the strong winds and thunder in the sky in a way that humans could not understand.
"Rumble--!"
The violent air current swept through the seemingly endless dragon-attributed energy, forming several huge tornadoes that penetrated the sky and the earth, wreaking havoc.
The earth is breaking and the mountains are crumbling.
The hunters had 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.
Lan Long, who was hovering in the sky like an evil god and looking down at everything ruthlessly, suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.
In recent years, the sense of oppression that weighed heavily on its heart, like a high mountain, 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 no longer contained only cold murderous intent and boundless anger.
But there is a little more exploration.
Gordon, who was looking at each other, suddenly realized something. He lowered his sword tentatively and inserted the tip of the sword into the ground.
Lan Long continued to stare at him closely, and the tornadoes that swept around him stopped moving.
Seeing this, Gordon simply lifted his visor. After looking at each other for two seconds again, he lowered his head slightly.
Lan Long turned to look at Ancil and Hilda again.
The two people who understood the situation also put away their weapons and bowed gently to Lanlong.
The world seemed to fall into silence, except for the howling wind.
"唳——."
Lanlong suddenly raised his neck and let out a long and clear cry, and 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 a last deep look at the hunters, Lanlong swung his body, rose into the sky, and disappeared among the thick clouds that covered the sky with 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.
"Praising 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. The apocalyptic scene seemed to be just his imagination.
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 for 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 talking about?" A face suddenly broke into the line of sight, covering most of the sky. It was Anxier.
"How's it going? 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 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'?"
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