Chapter 1182: Self-Consumption
Seventeen humans surrounded the formidable creatures entrenched in a seemingly loose but rather tight formation on the rocky ground that had been bombarded with indiscriminate bombardment.
It was a creature that was badly wounded and nearly dying, and on its back, the black wings that had been opened to allow it to soar in the sky, one of the wing bones had been broken, and the other large wing was also broken, and it had lost the ability to fly.
However, the injury to the wing, which was only a pain to it, was not fatal, and what brought it to the brink of death was a bullet that was fired into its skull and blinded one eye by the way.
But even so, this four-legged and two-winged creature still maintains a fairly strong fighting power, and it looks down condescendingly on these lowly microorganisms that besiege it through various foreign objects, with disdain in its eyes.
Even when it was about to die, its eyes did not change, for it felt that it was not its fault, but that the despicable creatures in front of it were too cunning and treacherous.
This is what Muria's consciousness saw when it was revived, and it was very unfortunate that his consciousness was revived by the creature in the worst condition present.
Muria felt the extreme unwillingness, anger, but still maintained an arrogant complex mentality, and when he examined the enemy who had put his reincarnated body in such a situation, the reincarnated Titan who had an accident couldn't help but curse,
"Rubbish!"
"Huh?" Because the fatal point of the body has been hit many times, the creature whose consciousness has been on the verge of extinction can't help but be a little stunned, and then curious, "What are you? Why can your voice ring in my head?"
"Who am I? I am you," Muria laughed angrily as he looked at his reincarnated form, "but you're not me. Now, step back for me, and I'll take over the rest. β
"It's worthy of an ancient dragon, just a juvenile form, it has such a terrifying vitality, and the bullet that can explode a tank can hit the brain, and it doesn't even die. β
Wearing a special exoskeleton armor, the young man with a knife in one hand and a gun in the other couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the young dragon entrenched on the rocks, looking down on them with extremely arrogant eyes.
"This monster has no real weaknesses at all, its brains are pierced, its hearts are broken, and it can still fight. β
"But it's about the same level of fighting so far, don't give it time to recover, keep attacking, its vitality is also limited, and we people can consume it. β
In the battle channel, the calm voice sounded one after another, although they have a stronger physique than ordinary people, and they also have the most sophisticated weapons and equipment, but if they want to slay a dragon, it is no different from walking on a blade, even if it is just a young dragon that has just been born for a short time.
"It's hard to imagine that if such a monster becomes an adult, what should we do to deal with it, we humans probably can't kill it. β
"Adult dragons are indeed difficult to deal with, but don't forget the weapons that we humans possess that have been listed as taboo. β
"Okay, stop chatting, keep attacking, the dragon's recovery ability can be very perverted!"
Boom!
Another thunderous gunshot, a spell bullet that could shatter a fortress, dragging a visible bullet in the air, then hitting a boulder, sending rocks flying.
"Gan, what's wrong?"
The sniper, who was crawling a kilometer away, looked up in amazement, then lowered his eyes to the scope and looked closely, revealing that the point of the bullet was not at all the same as the point he had aimed before he pulled the trigger.
"What's the situation?" a calm voice sounded in the sniper's tactical earbuds.
"As you can see, I missed this shot, but you know, I can't make such a big mistake, such a big target, I can't miss the target!"
"So, it's the dragon's problem?"
"It's deflecting my sniping!"
"What are you kidding?"
"Attention! There's something wrong with the ancient dragon, be careful to dodge. β
"Well, it's all like this, can you still struggle?"
Under the gaze of many humans, the black-scaled young dragon entrenched on the mountain rock slowly closed its only eye, and when he opened it again, the originally dark pupil turned golden, and at the same time, an unspeakable aura permeated the air.
"What's the matter with this dragon? I feel like he's completely different from before. β
A girl wearing exoskeleton armor looked at the young dragon's golden vertical pupils through the tactical eyepiece, and unconsciously couldn't help but take a step back.
"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel like there's something in the air, and my body is getting heavy. β
"It feels right, and I feel like something is pressing me. β
"That's not right. The blonde youth in charge of directing the battle changed slightly, and although the detection data on the tactical goggles had not changed in any way, his sixth sense, as a creature, was frantically warning him.
"Attack!"
As the order was given, the sound of the guns firing resounded through the rocky ground, because the guns used by this group of dragon hunters were tailor-made, unlike ordinary firearms, every bullet they fired was like a cannon shot.
However, to the consternation of this group of dragon hunters, most of their stormy shots did not hit the young dragon, which was obviously barely breathing.
Even if a small number of them hit the target, they only hit the non-lethal vital point, and there is no harm at all. When they put down their guns to the shouts of "stop attacking", a scene that frightened them appeared.
"This is scared? A group of rookies, such a psychological quality dare to come out to hunt dragons?"
Muria, who had dodged most of the attacks with extraordinary speed, crouched on another rock, a pair of golden vertical pupils looking at the dragon hunters indifferently.
The moment he awakened his consciousness, Muria could use the power of his deity, and even release the deity, but he was not so naΓ―ve.
He knows very well where he is now, there will definitely be gods, and at the same time, there is a high probability that there will be a big world with epic existence.
Therefore, Muria decided to rely on her reincarnated body to walk in this special cluster world for the time being. Now, he had to let his reincarnated body survive first.
And when he woke up and took over the body, he understood how bad the condition of this body was, the brain and heart were destroyed, and the fatal damage was so bad, not to mention the internal organs, and the damage to the body.
It's a dragon, so by the time he wakes up, he still has his last breath left, and if it were other creatures, it would have been cold a long time ago.
Therefore, when Muria's consciousness regained and he showed off his position with an epic battle awareness, he began to think about how to restore the dragon body that seemed to have just been born.
The dragon's stomach was empty, and there was no food left, which meant that there was no energy reserve, so it could be said that the dragon was quite miserable.
And there were only all kinds of hard rocks around, and there were no special high-energy substances, so Muria's eyes fell on the wings that were temporarily useless because of the break.
So, in the shocked eyes of many dragon hunters, the young dragon they were about to hunt, after dodging the attack, turned its head, forcibly tore off the broken wings of its own wings, held it in its mouth, and then chewed it and swallowed it quickly.
"This dragon is eating itself, this is too ruthless, isn't it!" Seeing the young dragon swallowing its wings in a few bites, a dragon hunter wearing skeletal armor who couldn't see his face slowly retreated, his voice was crisp and seemed to be very young.
"Its wounds are healing, fast, keep attacking, don't give it a chance. A voice that could not contain shock and a hint of fear rang out.
All the dragon hunters looked at the creature two circles larger than the four-tusked mammoth, which was almost bursting in the chest, the broken bones began to dock, and the broken heart began to regenerate...... And so, the roar of guns rang out again.
"It's too slow!" With the dynamic vision of the young dragon's body, Muria quickly dodged all the attacks that might affect his combat power.
"There are no feints at all, all attacks can be predicted in advance, this level is ......"
Muria had just wanted to criticize two sentences, but considering that before he woke up, it was a real young dragon, and it seemed to be being cleaned up like this.
And his consciousness has just awakened, and he hates the "waste" that he scolds out of iron and steel, and it seems that he has also scolded himself, because the consciousness of the young dragon, in the final analysis, is derived from his soul, which can be regarded as his split personality.
"Stop shooting, everyone, dragon hunting formation, let's fight it in close quarters!"
After nearly a minute of attack, it was found that there was no way to stop Muria from recovering from his injuries, and the person in charge of leading the dragon hunt gave the order again.
He then led by example, removing a few metal tubes from his exoskeleton armor and connecting them together to form a dragon hunting spear, while the dragon hunters wearing exoskeleton armor around him followed suit and removed the melee weapons equipped on the armor.
"Melee with me? Hey, that's kind of interesting. β
After swallowing one wing, Muria turned his head and ripped his other wing off and continued to eat. In the case of not being able to find a high-energy substance supplement, it is also a good choice to nibble on the temporarily useless body.
"Die!"
Blue flames erupted from the exoskeleton armor, and a dragon slayer armed with a two-handed sword of nearly one and a half meters flew forward and stabbed Muria's unhealed heart.
Melee combat with Elder Dragons is the inferior form of combat, and it is a discarded way of fighting in this day and age, but in today's situation, they have no choice.