Roaring and charging closer, Altman used the power of the charge to thrust the entire gun into the wound on the chest of Styracosaurus, and then pulled the trigger hard.
"Dragon Cannon!"
The explosive flames and impact completely poured into the body of Styracosaurus, making the roar of this dragon cannon particularly dull.
Feng Ying, who was wielding her sword and charging the bottle, couldn't help but look over here.
Is it just like the shield and axe user who likes to shout "that spell", the gun and cannon user must shout it before firing the dragon cannon?
It’s just a guy like Ted, but instructor Altman is actually like this.
Hilda, who was used to hiding in the dark like a ghost and shooting the key blow at the critical moment, quickly came to the chest of the Styracosaurus.
Sliding to adjust the angle and stopping, he squatted and drew the short spear-like pure steel arrow across the ground. The sparks aroused ignited the bamboo tube used for propulsion on the arrow shaft. The dragon hunting bow was fully recharged instantly.
At the moment when the propelling flame on the arrow shaft burned brightest, she released the bowstring.
The power is by no means inferior to the heavy bed crossbow, and the dragon's arrow, which is even more penetrating, penetrates into the chest of Styracosaurus and penetrates all the way to the heart.
Gale laughed crazily as if the Styracosaurus was infected with madness, and never let go of his finger on the trigger.
At the same time that the last penetrating round in the magazine was fired, she had already taken off the empty magazine, changed the ammunition, loaded the crossbow, and continued to fire, a set of actions that were dizzyingly fast.
The sound of continuous firing of the Velociraptor Light Crossbow never stopped.
He and Gale are both light crossbow users, and their strength is about the same age.
Nadia, who had a good relationship and could be considered a best friend, walked side by side with her, firing rapidly and rhythmically while steadily approaching.
She planned to grab Gale at the critical moment to prevent the obviously superior guy from getting into the belly of the giant Styracosaurus and shooting.
To say that the brain is hot, Gale cannot be entirely blamed.
Nadia glanced not far away, feeling constantly in her heart:
As the only flute hunter present, Feidi played a slightly dangerous melody at this time. The protection of improving strength and endurance was very practical, but this melody was very practical.
Listening to it makes people want to rush in and kill.
Let alone the hot-blooded young man Aiden, a man as steady as Senior Will began to give up defense and attack with all his strength.
Julius?
Ah……
Everyone thinks that guy is a calm and rational person, but once you get acquainted with him, you will find that his calmness and rationality are actually just an act.
These are all the shackles I put on myself after that incident.
If he really wants to be impulsive, he can be more impulsive than anyone else.
For example, now, this guy actually wants to take advantage of the height difference of the city wall to jump onto Styracosaurus and perform a whirlwind in the air.
How many sharpening stones did you bring?
As for the people on the silver side, well...
Big swords, heavy crossbows, tachi, shields and axes, all members have a courageous style, this can no longer be called an "offensive team".
It's so pure that I can't find an adjective.
The guys on the silver side didn't know that they and others had just been mentally programmed by the black-skinned archer sister with a pen.
They are indeed trying their best to attack and attack again.
The first-generation dragon-shooting spear that penetrated the chest and abdomen of Styracosaurus had a subtle angle with the one that had just pierced its chest, making it extremely difficult for it to turn over.
At a time when both the dragon-killing cannon and the dragon-killing gun can no longer be activated, this unexpected attack window becomes particularly valuable.
Gordon did not compete with his companions for the attack position on the chest and abdomen of Styracosaurus. There were too many people gathered there, and the sword that was mainly used for slashing was not suitable for attacking deep internal organs with wounds like this.
He came to the neck of the giant halberd dragon alone, swung his sword to activate the beast soul possession, then picked up the sword and began to accumulate power.
With the blessing of a series of ghost-man potions, dragon energy activity, beast soul possession, and courage status, the strength and fighting spirit are so overflowing that it almost breaks out of the body.
Work hard to control, sort out, mobilize these energies from different sources, and quickly and gradually twist them together.
He has been trying to break through his limits. This time with the blessing of the hunting flute music, Gordon can feel that his power at this time is stronger than before and more difficult to control.
If you keep at it, this will be your "strongest sword since becoming a great sword user"!
He concentrated on controlling every ounce of energy and every muscle, and the fighting spirit that emerged on the blade became stronger and stronger.
Gordon switches postures and enters a strong charging posture.
Since he was not very used to the extra power under the protection of the hunting flute, his preparation for charging up this time was a little slower than usual.
After all, it is not easy to bring all the power under control.
I just hope that Styracosaurus can stay calm and allow himself to complete his strongest true charge this time.
Just as he was thinking this, the target in front of him seemed to hear his voice, or he might be aware of the danger at hand.
The Styracosaurus suddenly shook its head and swung its blade-like jaw towards it.
Gordon's face changed drastically as he was trying to maintain a strong posture.
The size of the Styracosaurus was astonishing. If it rolled, it would not be able to escape the impact range of its head. It would be impossible to survive if it directly released the half-prepared, powerfully charged slash.
However, the attack is so close that we can’t worry about it anymore!
Gordon growled and swung his sword forward.
It is not a standard strong-charged slash, but more of a vertical sword blocking posture.
He hoped that the strength he had accumulated before could help him offset part of the impact of the Styracosaurus's head, although there was a high probability that it would still be knocked away.
I just hope I won't be too seriously injured.
"boom!"
Amidst the dull collision, Gordon slid back two or three meters. The pain in his chest made him spit out blood.
But his expression was very astonished.
Even though it was just a head-swing collision, with the size and strength of Styracosaurus, the power of this blow was probably not weaker than that of the dragon chariots of those large flying dragon species.
The defensive posture at that moment was even more nondescript. Logically speaking, he should have been knocked out. How could it be so simple as just sliding back and spitting out blood?
What's even more outrageous is that the half of the power he had accumulated before was not dissipated.
Instead, it was like a ball of crumpled iron sheet, which had been aggregated into a hard discus under the impact of the giant hammer.
The energy and strength that had obviously just barely entered the stage of forced accumulation were instantly condensed into one body.
This is a feeling that can only occur when the True Charge Slash is accumulated to perfection!
Without any time to think, Gordon took a big step forward. While steadying his center of gravity, he roared and waved his sword.
The [Red Wing] sword, shining with red flames and golden fighting spirit, exploded with unprecedented speed and power driven by the dragon's energy engine.
As he turned over and swung his sword, the giant blade whistling in the wind landed on the side of the Styracosaurus' neck.
The scales and carapace were shattered instantly, the muscles were chopped open, and the fascia was torn. It was not until the blade of the sword got stuck in the spine that Gordon realized it.
This attack did not enter the true charging posture, but it was actually a true charging slash, and the power was surprisingly strong.
A series of changes made Gordon confused, until an idea flashed through his mind.
Precision defense? !
He gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands.
In order to resist the head-swinging impact of Styracosaurus, the sword he swung out in an emergency seemed nondescript, but it hit him crookedly and used the accumulated power to offset most of the power of the impact.
Isn't this the precision defense that instructor Altman calls?
And then, the energy accumulation was completed inexplicably.
I have gone into a misunderstanding before!
The human body is not a spring. Using the body to store the power of monster attacks and then returning it is inefficient and extremely dangerous. It is a dead end full of thorns.
Monster attacks should be treated as hammers!
Use this "hammer" to "smash" the power from different sources scattered throughout the body together, condensing it into one indistinguishable force, thereby skipping the step of accumulating and concentrating power.
After all, in terms of results, the effect of the two is the same!
Use the power of the charge to neutralize the monster's attack, and then use the monster's attack to instantly complete the charge.
This is the precise defense method of the great sword!
(There is another chapter around ten o'clock in the evening. I will take the time to add an update at the end of the month. By the way, please give me a monthly vote 0v0)
Ps. Circle! Just hard and round!
Emmmm, it's at least more reasonable than Guoran Weng Huiquan's nature.
(End of chapter)
