The sunset of that day stained half of the sky red, and the fiery clouds were so brilliant that they looked like a picture, but the young Magellan had his eye on the other half of the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There, black clouds obscured every inch of the sky, distinct from the brilliant sunset, like a precursor to the end of the world.

Now, the beast in front of Magellan's eyes was like the black cloud, distant, cold, and suffocating.

The plan for this time flashed through his mind - to lure the beast to the shore and then defeat it with the fire of two ships.

It's a simple but most feasible plan, and the only question is who will make it to the beach alive after attracting the attention of the behemoth.

Eventually, it was Magellan, who had the fairy rope, who became that man.

And now, he's about to take that step.

One foot landed on the grass on the hillside, making a gentle grinding sound.

Then the behemoth moved.

It's a monster that doesn't roar, but no one can ignore its anger for that.

Seven long whips danced wildly in the air, bringing with them a terrifying wind, and even more terrifying was the shadow they cast on the ground.

The head of a monster lowered slowly but surely and stopped in front of Magellan.

It was an iron-blue serpent's head, the size of a house, and it looked like a statue made of cast iron.

Then the statue opened its eyes. It was an orange-yellow reptilian eye with erect pupils that were full of wildness, but there seemed to be no Magellan.

There was silence in the air, a pin drop could be heard, and Magellan could even hear the soft sound of the bent grass stalks beneath his feet.

The beast's head quietly receded, rising. It was like the action of a cumulonimbus cloud before a summer thunderstorm, silent, as if there was no weight at all.

For Magellan, the scene was more like looking at a huge and elegant machine. As the head slowly rose under the pull of the neck, the reflection of the scales was like a gear, and a terrifying sense of power erupted.

Magellan raised his head and watched as the seven huge serpentine heads high above his head finally stopped and drew his sword.

The beast's seven necks were bent into a tense arc, like a longbow bent into a full moon, and the arrows pointed to the tiny Magellan.

An elongated wind roar rang out in the sky.

The seven heads of the giant beast fell from the sky in an instant, and there was only a little time from left to right, and this little time was enough for the previous head to lift up and make room for the next. The ground where Magellan was standing was struck seven times by the terrifying force in an instant, leaving a huge deep crater.

The elongated tremor on the earth finally subsided, but this was only the beginning, and the giant beast in the sky moved again, and the elongated wind roar resounded through the four fields again.

Magellan is still alive.

But he was dying.

No one survived after attracting the attention of the hydra, and he finally began to believe the words.

The fairy rope had saved Magellan many times, but it was no longer possible to protect him - the beast's attack had almost leveled the place, and without trees or boulders, Magellan could not move as fast as he had just done with the rope.

But he didn't even have time to think.

The attack of the giant beast is like the flowing water of a river, endless, and at the end of each attack, at a fixed interval, the next attack will fall, like a machine that will not stop, which is desperate.

Magellan had escaped death many times at that fixed time, but he knew that maybe he wouldn't be able to escape it next time.

He decided to attack.

The beast's seventh head left the pit that had just been smashed, and Magellan raised his hand and threw out the rope.

When the earthquake receded, he stood under the belly of the beast.

The hydra is a strange creature that defies most people's common sense, but in reality, in addition to having more than one head, the hydra is a reptilian with a decent body structure. A hydra will typically have two to nine snake heads, long necks attached to them that converge on the chest, and an enlarged lizard body underneath. It usually consists of a flat torso, short thick limbs that are powerful but do not prop up the body, and a long, flexible tail.

At this moment, Magellan's eyes were the chest of the hydra, and unlike the iron-blue color of the head and neck, the scales here were lighter, thinner and softer.

The massive body didn't dull the hydra, and the giant monster followed Magellan's movements, this time, aiming underneath its own body.

Then there was another howl and roar of the wind.

Magellan rushed forward in disbelief, barely keeping up with the speed of the hydra's retreat.

Right on the monster's chest, a terrifying wound splattered with blood. It was a huge wound that was two meters long, and some unnatural terrifying force completely pierced the hydra's sturdy and heavy scale armor, and the entire layer of fat turned outward, revealing the muscle fibers and blood vessels inside, and the blood sprayed far away under the terrifying blood pressure that was enough to send blood to the towering head.

But the monster ignored the wound.

It didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and Magellan saw only a cold desire to hunt in the hydra's eyes, and he couldn't help but wonder if it was the behemoth's sluggish nerves that had caused its high brain to not receive the nerve signals of pain.

But he didn't have time to doubt and think, and the beast's attack didn't stop, which meant that Magellan would run out of strength after a short time and become a corpse in a pit in the ground.

Magellan had no chance of escaping, the land had been changed beyond recognition, and there was nothing left to help him leave.

So, this time he didn't dodge.

It's a gamble.

Among the hydra instincts was a hunting technique used against small but agile prey, which the Behemoth now used against Magellan. It is usually a series of attacks, starting with the first head and ending with the last one, each attack aimed at a different place, adjusted at intervals according to the situation, to block all possible dodge directions of the prey.

That means one thing, the first shot of each hydra attack will not be aimed at Magellan, but a little offset in a certain direction.

If Magellan's reaction is fast enough, he will be able to dodge and gain a moment that is so short that it is almost non-existent, a chance to attack.

Almost without a second thought, Magellan decided to take a gamble.

The wind roars.

Magellan placed his sword flat on his right, blade facing upward, and watched as the shadow enveloped him.

In the midst of the loud wind, he heard the sound of ocean waves.

Blood splattered, and Magellan became a bloody man.

Great earthquake tremors.

The beast's head slammed into the ground.